It turns out that leaving the report to students to complete is a very effective behavior.
With the concerted efforts of all the students in Class 9, the report that had troubled Ren Yan for a long time was completed in just over ten minutes.
And the quality is quite good.
Not only does it analyze the causes of the special situation of Class 9 from a macro perspective, but it also provides extremely favorable evidence for this analysis from the students' own perspective.
A solution is given at the end.
Although the solution is a bit ridiculous, it has to be said that these kids actually have a pretty thorough understanding of this kind of thing.
And in addition to the quality of the report itself.
Its format is also very consistent with the standards, clear and easy to understand. It is definitely a rare report template.
Later, when Ren Yan asked, he found out that all the report templates were set by Wang Bo, and he had seen many such reports in his father's company.
It can be said that long illness makes a good doctor.
The only drawback is that these children's handwriting is too postmodern in style.
If you are not an art master, it is really hard to recognize.
Fortunately, Xia Yue's handwriting was very beautiful, and later on, under Ren Yan's 'reason' that practicing calligraphy was also a form of learning, the boss reluctantly copied a copy, and Ren Yan's report was finally completed.
After reading this excellent report, Ren Yan nodded with satisfaction: "Look, if you want to do it, you can still do it."
Immediately, all the students in Class 9 rolled their eyes at him.
However, Ren Yan didn't care about it. He clapped his hands and brought the topic back on track:
"Okay, let's get down to business."
"Although you all know that I am now the head teacher of Class 9, I still want to emphasize to you that I will be fully responsible for your studies on campus from now on."
"Here, I have to set a few rules for you, so that you don't go too far."
“Ah~~~” The students of Class 9 wailed: “Teacher Ren, can we please stop making rules? It’s too troublesome.”
"Yes, and even if we are more creative, we can't compare to you. You are the expert in this area."
The students protested.
Ren Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling that what they said made some sense.
But then he shook his hand:
"That won't work. There is no order without rules."
As he spoke, he wrote a few lines of big words on the blackboard.
[Article 1: Do not quarrel with any substitute teacher! ]
[Rule 2: Absolutely no skipping classes! ]
【Article 3: No quarrels with students from other classes! 】
"These three are the most basic rules of our Class Nine!"
Ren Yan said:
"As for the rest, I won't make too many demands on you. How and what to do in class is up to you."
"I still say the same thing. If I can't attract you to listen, it's the teacher's problem. But if you deliberately go against the teacher, then that's your problem!"
After saying this, he glanced at the students in Class 9:
"Do you understand?!"
"I understand!" The students of Class 9 responded in unison.
These rules do not have much impact on them. Except for not being able to skip classes, everything is almost the same as usual and they just have to do what they are supposed to do.
They felt relieved. It seemed that Teacher Ren was still the same Teacher Ren. He did not start to be too harsh on them just because he became their class teacher. This was definitely good news.
"Then teacher, what are we going to do next?" asked the monitor.
"After that?" Ren Yan touched his chin: "Just do what you need to do, just don't make too much noise."
As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone, put on headphones, and started a new game of Honor.
The students of Class 9 were collectively petrified.
This is your first time as a class teacher, and this is your attitude?!
You dismissed your lovely students with just two sentences?!
Can you have a little sense of responsibility?
At this moment, the students in Class 9 suddenly felt that maybe it might not be a good thing for Teacher Ren to be the head teacher...
"Ah~~"
A long sigh came from the students of Class Nine.
Netizens were also slightly disappointed.
We waited until 8 o'clock to watch the live broadcast just to see you cause trouble!
Why are you just sitting there playing with your phone?
Is this worthy of us who support you?!
Netizens felt like crying. Damn, they might lose out by watching this live broadcast today!
......
However, 10 minutes later, Ren Yan, who was seeing a black screen, couldn't help but twitch his nose.
'Why does it smell like instant noodles?'
Ren Yan looked up curiously, and sure enough, he saw that every student in Class Nine was holding a bucket of instant noodles, eating it with a sausage.
His expression was blank, and it was obvious that he didn't eat there just because the food was delicious.
Look at the four words "Laotan Suancai" clearly written on the instant noodle bucket.
Ren Yan felt nauseous for no reason.
MD, I was deeply poisoned by this in my previous life, and now it has almost become a conditioned reflex.
"Is this your dinner? Is this what you're eating?" Ren Yan put down his phone and asked.
The students looked up, with some noodles still hanging out of their mouths: "Yeah, we usually eat this at night."
Ren Yan grinned: "Why don't you eat in the cafeteria?"
"No matter how bad the cafeteria of No. 3 Middle School is, it must be better than the instant noodles in Lao Tan..."
"Oh, Mr. Ren, you really overestimate them." Wang Bo looked up at Ren Yan: "As for how to evaluate our cafeteria..."
"Let me tell you this, their main dish today is fried pork with lychee, and salad sauce as the base..."
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