NOVEL WEB Chapter 4: I'm here to apply for a teacher
Chapter 4 I'm here to apply for a teacher
The first class after rebirth was English, and Gu Song quickly entered the state of learning in high school.
Because he showed off a little. English teacher Xiang Zhengxing asked him two questions in order to test his English level.
Gu Song's spoken pronunciation is very good! This is the unanimous message conveyed in the eyes of the classmates looking over, looking at the pair of eyes with admiration.
After all, the Internet is in power, the theater chain has exploded, and various European and American film and television dramas have been nurtured for many years. His spoken English has been strengthened, and even Japanese has been studied a little!
Gu Songyou remembers the time when a group of weak chickens dared not speak aloud to read English aloud, but the "areyouok" party with a serious dialect accent was forced to shout "ienjoylosingface" by Xiang Zhengxing in the morning self-study.
In those days, Gu Song used this sentence to motivate himself to be brave after being ashamed. He read it so loudly that he was very impressed by Cheng Sheng once, and Cheng Sheng praised him face to face.
Cheng Sheng was actually secretly observing several times at the door at the moment, and seeing that Gu Song was really serious about his studies, although he did not understand English, he was not aware of it. Xiang Zhengxing's reaction can be said to be very OK. The teachers of the experimental class had also discussed it. It would be a pity if Gu Song was really overwhelmed.
The days passed quickly, and Gu Song, who had forgotten many high school knowledge points, had too many things to pick up again.
Don't worry about the company's business, don't worry about work arrangement, employee salary and management, just need to learn, such a life can't be easier.
Gu Song felt that even if he didn't have the confidence to finally get admitted to Yanda University, he would still be able to learn easily if he returned to the university after many years of experience in the society.
This time, there is an unexpected harvest. Xiang Zhengxing always asks him to read the text first in English class. Gu Song speculated that he was using himself to stimulate other students, but why not? He can't talk about a London accent, but his pronunciation with a strong American drama style is quite attractive. Looking at the bright eyes of some female classmates, Gu Song couldn't help feeling a little proud.
Gu Song is not like it used to be now. People also know how to clean up. At least he knows how to wash his head before going out, his face is clean, his beard is shaved, and his clothes are well matched. Although people can only score six or seven points, it still looks much more pleasing to the eye.
In school, is English really so flirtatious?
Some female students have already said that they want to practice speaking with him.
Gu Song couldn't help but think of the small pavilion in the woods next to the teaching building. Thinking about it, in the early morning or after dusk, the simple male and female classmates talked softly with each other in jerky English.
Ni'er, what are you doing?
Jack, I may have missed...
The picture is so beautiful, Gu Song seems to see Xie Yinran's murderous eyes.
Don't be fooled.
But after the girl finished flirting with him, the man came again.
In class, while he reviewed according to his own plan, he listened to the key points of the teacher and took some notes; between classes, Qian Zhi always ran over and surrounded him.
Gu Song feels that he has mastered the method of controlling Qian Zhi, because he has a low laugh and loves to laugh, and has absolutely no resistance to the Internet jokes Gu Song remembers.
In my impression, this year Qian Zhi was obsessed with imitating Uncle Benshan's "Selling abduction" and couldn't extricate himself. But now Qian Zhi, after class, ran to Gu Song's side, looking at him with hunger and thirst in his eyes.
Gu Song helplessly put down the book and asked him, "Do you know how to get to Yongning College?"
"Take bus No. 1 at the gate of the school."
"No, you have to work hard." Gu Song's tone was kind and sincere.
Qian Zhi reacted, still laughing and twitching.
Gu Song felt that he would soon only have a girlfriend who leaked gas, which would open the door to a new world.
Have to find something else to divert his attention!
He asked Qian Zhi again: "Do you know how to get to Yenching University?"
Qian Zhi thought it was a serial joke and was as excited as Erha.
Gu Song said: "Tomorrow is a holiday, go to the street with me, I will tell you!"
Qian Zhi is from Yunjia County and lives in high school. Early the next morning, Gu Song and Qian Zhi met in the dormitory and went straight to the extracurricular training street next to the school.
This street is next to the Experimental School in Yizhonghe District. From the first grade of elementary school to the third grade of high school, the huge source of students supports nearly 10 training schools here.
Gu Song picked the one with the widest array: Yongning Gold Medal International Training Center. Qian Zhi asked him, "Why are you here? Do you want to make up lessons?" Gu Song shook his head.
As soon as I entered the door, the little girl in charge of reception lit up. The school uniform of No. 1 Middle School came to do business!
"Two classmates, what class do you want to sign up for? Do you have a favorite teacher?" As expected of the widest in line, the little girl smiled sweetly. Although she didn't have dimples, her enthusiastic professionalism was good.
Qian Zhi was cowardly in front of the young lady, Gu Song asked calmly, "How many campuses do you have?"
"We are the largest in Yongning. In addition to this campus, the No. 2 Middle School, Yucai, and each of the following counties have one. There are more than 3,000 students in the eight major campuses, all of whom are here for our gold medal lecturers. Here, it is most convenient to take classes directly here? Our No. 1 Middle School campus has the strongest teachers." It is about performance, the little girl is very hardworking, and she is speechless.
"Can I see the classroom?" Gu Song was noncommittal.
"Of course you can, go this way. We mainly teach in small classes, and the classrooms are clean and quiet. You can see that these are all students who improved their grades quickly from us. These are the top students who were admitted to 211 last year..."
"Where is the big classroom?" Gu Song asked directly after interrupting the little girl who was still introducing enthusiastically.
"We have 3 large classrooms in total, with large classes for elementary school and junior high school. High school has tight learning tasks, and there are no large classes."
"It's okay, I'll see how many people can sit."
Although it was a little strange, the little girl led him to the door of the big classroom. Gu Song looked at it and saw that there were only twenty or thirty tables in it, but this was the old site of the City University for the Elderly.
nodded, Gu Song asked, "Is the person in charge of your campus here?"
"If you have a consultation course, just ask me." Thinking that she had entered the main show, the little girl's sweet smile bloomed again.
"It's not an application, I'm here to apply for a teacher."
Qian Zhi and the little girl were stunned together, they looked at Gu Song and didn't know what to say for a while. Although Gu Song looked calm and didn't wear a school uniform like Qian Zhi, but the two walked in, shoulder to shoulder, Gu Song's face was still very tender, and at first glance he was a classmate.
The little girl thought she heard it wrong: "What did you say?"
"I said, I'm here to apply for a teacher. If your person in charge is here, I'll talk to him." Gu Song said naturally, and added: "We have an appointment."
The little girl was mostly suspicious and unsure, but she still led them forward. Qian Zhi tugged at Gu Song's sleeve, Gu Song patted his shoulder and whispered, "Calm down!"
Entering the principal's room, the little girl was a little uncertain: "Principal He, this... Said to have an appointment with you to apply for a teacher..."
The principal surnamed He was crackling on the keyboard. The bulky display screen blocked most of his head, and he didn't lift his head: "Xiaolu, go get a glass of water first."
Miss Xiaolu snorted, glanced at Gu Song again, and walked out. Principal He said, "Sit first, wait a moment, and it will be all right." Gu Song responded and sat on the sofa, while Qian Zhi was sitting beside him twitching.
Gu Song observed this Principal He and praised the good hand speed in his heart. With the garbage input method of this era, the typing speed is so fast that it is considered a master. The ashtray on the table was full of cigarette butts, and looking at the thick piles of lesson plans next to him, this Principal He should not be just an administrator.
He finally hit the full stop, clicked save, stood up and was about to speak, when he saw Gu Song and Qian Zhi, he hesitated and said, "Who are you? Have we had an appointment?"
Gu Song stood up and stretched out his hand. Principal He habitually shook his hand, and then he heard Gu Song say: "Hello, Principal He, my name is Gu Song, but I didn't make an appointment in advance. I'm sorry, I want to fight for it. ."
He looked like he was not even in his thirties, but he was able to manage such a key campus as No. There was no change in his expression. He sat opposite Gu Song and took a look. He felt that his face was too tender, but he still asked politely, "Have you brought your resume?"
Gu Song took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, handed them over skillfully, and said, "I'll be honest first, I'm still a sophomore in high school."
Principal He laughed, took the cigarette, Gu Song lit him on fire, he took a deep breath, and said, "Gu, a second-year high school student has come to me to apply as a lecturer. This is the first time in history. Going back, I'm interested in how you plan to impress me."
Gu Song stretched out three fingers: "Three o'clock. First, the experimental class I entered in the first middle school, I have already studied all the high school courses."
Principal He raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
"Second, you can try the interview later. I'm applying for junior high school Chinese, and you can choose the question. Of course, I suggest the third year. I should be convincing for the senior high school entrance examination review."
"Third, you can try me for a month. Before each class, I will prepare a lesson plan and write a lesson plan for you to review. After a month, if you think it's okay, we'll discuss the treatment. If it doesn't work, I don't want the money!"
Qian Zhi really admired Gu Song this time. He felt that even if Cheng Sheng was here, he would be this fan.
He looked at Gu Song's unusual self-confidence and stood up: "Go, go to the empty small classroom, it's a mule or a horse, just walk around and you'll know."
Gu Song made a gesture of invitation. The three of them went out. Miss Lu was walking to the door with two glasses of water. Principal He pointed to a room next to her and asked her to call the other two teachers who were not in class. .
Gu Song and Qian Zhi took the water and followed Principal He into a small classroom. Just standing on the podium for a while, a man and a woman came in. The man looked around 40, wearing a black framed mirror, with a square face and thin lips, and a cold expression; .
He said: "Mr. Sun, this student Gu is still in the second year of high school in the first middle school. I want to come to our Chinese class with the third year of the middle school. You also take the language of the middle school. Give him a question."
The male teacher surnamed Sun glanced at Gu Song: "Principal Sun isn't joking with me?"
"The experimental class of No. 1 Middle School should not dare to come and play. Knowledge is always a bad thing." Principal He was speaking to Teacher Sun, but Gu Song was looking at it with a smile on his face. The female teacher was not afraid of the excitement and said, "Mr. Sun, this will test your level of questioning."
That teacher Sun looked unhappy, a high school student who didn't go to school well and came to be a teacher to make money? Isn't this bullshit.
Yes, I have sent a message to Qian's boss, so let's take a look at it. He pretended to shake his head helplessly, and said, "It's sudden, what questions can come up, let's try Xin Qiji's "Broken Time"."
Poetry explanation is actually a difficult problem. As the most condensed expression of Chinese culture, many people have to have life experience in adulthood before they can truly understand the meaning and emotion of poetry. In the stage before junior high school, it basically relies on rote memorization.
Gu Song picked up the chalk, wrote the words Xin Qiji on the blackboard, and began to speak.
"As for Xin Qiji, I will teach you how to remember him. Several times in the Northern Song and Southern Song Dynasties, one of them is counted as one, he is better than him, and he can write more than him! If the literati and military generals of the two Songs gather together In one class, Xin Qiji can stand up and say: I don't mean to target anyone, but compared to me, everyone here may be garbage!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Zhi burst out laughing. Principal He and Teacher Sun are speechless. Are you still applying for a job? Only Gu Song knew that he was truly and unparalleled.
"The middle part of the poem "Broken Time" is about Xin Qiji's brave experience." Turning around and writing "50VS50000" on the blackboard, Gu Song pointed to Qian Zhi and asked, "Qian Zhi, there are tens of thousands of people in the city. High school students gathered together to beat more than 50 people in your class, and asked you to take the whole class to capture the leader alive from the tens of thousands of troops, and then successfully escape in the pursuit of thousands of miles, can you do it?"
Tuoer Qian Zhi shook his head dumbly.
"Xin Qiji did it, so he is really super fierce! Blowing the horn company, 800 li under his command, 50 strings turned the sound outside the frontier. Autumn troops in the battlefield. The horse made Lu Fei fast, the bow is like a thunderbolt, this is A few sentences are the real experience of Xin Qiji. The trumpet blew loudly, the barracks were connected into a large area, eating barbecue, singing military songs, parading on the battlefield, riding the fastest war horse, pulling the strongest bow and arrow, Xin Qi is not fierce?" He answered himself and added the word "meng" after 50VS50000.
"What do the other sentences say? A few key words, drunk, dream, but, too, pitiful. At the age of 21, Xin Qiji revolted against Jin in the territory already occupied by the enemy, and later became a traitor in the rebel army. Boss, Xin Qiji brought more than 50 people to face tens of thousands of rebels, what should we do?"
"Really a stubborn man who dares to face the bleak life! He led more than 50 rebels in tens of thousands of rebels to capture the traitors back to the Southern Song Dynasty. Unfortunately, just because his grandfather was Song Jing and served as an official of the Jin Dynasty, From then on, Xin Qiji could only continue to be a small official and could not go to the battlefield."
"So it is Xin Qiji's normal state to drink alcohol to relieve his worries. He can only recall his bravery in his dreams, fantasizing about driving away the golden people to pacify the world and leaving his dazzling name in history. Then when he woke up, the old man was alone. It was probably written when he was 48 years old."
Gu Song wrote on the blackboard "21-48: Sorrow" and continued: "If a person can't do what he wants to do in his life, two words will be written on his face: Sorrow!"
"The literati who recites poems and writes are all weak, and Xin Qiji, who carries a gun and goes into battle, is one in a hundred years! If there is a chance, the teacher will tell his story more carefully. Now I hope you will combine his story and memorize this poem first. Drunk in the lantern and looking at the sword, dreaming back to blowing the horns of the company. Eight hundred miles under the sun, fifty strings turn the sound outside the fortress. Autumn in the battlefield. The horse made Lu Feifei, the bow is like a thunderbolt, but the king is in the world, Winning the name of life and death. Poor white things happen. From daily drunkenness, to dreaming back in the past, to dreaming of pacifying the world and making a name for it, to waking up from the dream, sad and white hair, so it is more reliable, and the meaning is more accurate. Thank you everyone! "
Gu Song bowed.
The new book is looking for recommendation tickets and collections. The contract has been signed. Although I am busy with work, I guarantee that a chapter of about 3000 words will be updated at least once a day!
(end of this chapter)