C1130 Language Teacher
C1130 Language Teacher
Sikong Banyu reached out his hand to shake her hand and said with a smile, "Sikong Banyu, I can't really take care of you because I might not be able to stay here for long."
After saying that, she quickly followed Liu Lin towards the school building. Only Gu Mian who wanted to say something was left standing on the spot. Not going to stay long? Doesn't he want to get it right?
Walking into the teaching building, Sikong Banyu put his hands in his pockets as if he was here for a tour.
"The first and second floor are for the first grade, the third floor are for the second grade, and the fourth floor are for the third grade. Here's your schedule. Take a look first, we'll head straight up to the fourth floor." As Liu Lin spoke, she pulled out a class schedule and handed it to Sikong Banyu. To be honest, if it was an official recruitment, Sikong Banyu, who didn't have a diploma or a certificate, wouldn't even have the chance to be a teacher here. And this time, because of the urgent need for the high school, he also thought that since those who came to apply should be practitioners, so he didn't ask too much, allowing Sikong Banyu to take the opportunity to enter. Since he didn't want to be a teacher here, it was as he had previously said — to each take what they needed.
Sikong Banyu picked up the class schedule and looked at it. There were quite a few classes, which were arranged until Saturday, since it was the third year, so the classes were more tight. There were at most five classes a day, and at least two classes at the very least.
When they reached the fourth floor, apart from a few classes, the other third year teachers had already begun to teach. To them, sitting in the classroom meant that they had already begun a day of intense study. Early and late self-study belonged only to the first and second years.
Liu Lin looked at Sikong Banyu, who was following them, pointed at one of the classes and said, "This is the next class, let's go in and get to know each other?"
Sikong Banyu nodded with a smile. "Sure, Teacher Liu. I'll go in myself."
"Oh? Hehe … "Sure." Liu Lin looked at Sikong Banyu's confident and calm appearance and admired him a lot. She had seen many young people like Sikong Banyu before. There weren't many who were as calm and collected as Sikong Banyu.
Sikong Banyu looked up at the class that was still in the morning class and walked in. Seeing Sikong Banyu walk in, everyone stopped reading and curiously looked at Sikong Banyu. Secretly, they started whispering to each other, after all, Sikong Banyu looked very young, about three to four years older than these students.
Sikong Banyu walked straight to the podium, glanced at everyone in the class with a smile, picked up a piece of chalk, wrote the words "Chinese teacher" on the blackboard and said, "For the next period of time, I will temporarily help you in your language class, which is your Chinese teacher. My surname is Sikong …"
"Sikong …"
"Wow, this surname is so rare! Could it be that his name is Sikong Zhaixing? "
"I'm Lu Xiaofeng, but isn't this Teacher Sikong a bit too young? He looks like he's a few years older than us."
"Eh? Teacher Sikong feels so enchanting when he smiles! "
"Hua Chi, you can't be considered handsome. He can't even compare to my family's Obassan."
Sikong Banyu looked at more than 40 pairs of curious eyes and said again, "I'm a person who doesn't like to talk nonsense. My class is very simple, if you have questions, you think about it yourself, so don't ask me. You can remember what I said, but don't ask me if you don't understand. One more thing, I don't know how to do homework, so don't ask me. "
"Ugh …" When the group of students heard the question, they were stunned. Was this a teacher, or was this someone simply hanging out here? Don't ask anything, then why is your teacher here? Are you here to watch a show?
"Of course, if any of you have any objections to me, you are very welcome to complain to the person in charge of the school." Of course, if any of you have any objections to me, you are very welcome to complain to the person in charge of the school.
Alright, those students looked at each other in dismay when they heard this. This guy was just a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water. Why did he come all the way here?
Ignoring those surprised gazes, Sikong Banyu walked to a seat in the back and sat down, "It's not time for class yet. You can study by yourselves and do whatever you want. Just be quiet."
Although the boys in the back were very relaxed after hearing Sikong Banyu's words, they felt an invisible pressure as they sat beside him and obediently opened the books one by one. It was one thing to not be able to see through them, but it was something that had to be done first.
The classroom was silent. Everyone was curious about this new language teacher. What kind of person was he? He was so arrogant that some of them even guessed that he was going to train with his son.
As for Sikong Banyu, he quietly sat on his seat and looked out of the window, because that was where he was looking for the two auras, and the auras were coming from the next class, which was the class next door, and on the schedule, which was where he should be going to the last lesson in the morning.
"I would quite like to see what sort of existence would have such resentment like this." Sikong Banyu thought as he slowly closed his eyes to rest.
Time passed minute by minute, second by second. This new language teacher, these students were still unclear about what was going on. None of them dared to be naughty, so they obediently picked up the books and looked at them.
"Ding ling ling …" The bell for class rang and Sikong Banyu opened his eyes. The students in the classroom also quickly took out their language books and cast their gazes at Sikong Banyu.
He slowly stood up and walked towards the lectern: "It's time for class. Everyone, let's start the class! What do you want to learn today? "
When this question came out, everyone couldn't help but look at each other in dismay. This language teacher was really strange. Usually, when a teacher came, he would go straight to the point, whether it was how to get a high score, or how to fill in all the points.
"Why aren't you speaking? Don't you know what you want to learn? If you are all muddleheaded, then even if you have learned something, you will only be able to use it as capital to boast in the end. I will give you five minutes to choose what you wish to learn, and use the largest number of votes to decide the content of this lesson. Now, start the countdown. "