I Am Just a Support Teacher

After putting on his clothes and opening the door, Yang Xin saw in the corridor outside the door, teacher Xiong Yutian was teaching He Qingqing how to cook.

Because the school has not started yet, the teachers can only cook and stir-fry by themselves.

Because the cooking fumes are very heavy, the cooking stoves are placed in the corridor to prevent the cooking fumes from entering the room.

In this kind of room in the school dormitory, the space above the ceiling is connected together. If there is oily smoke in one room, it will soon spread to other rooms and affect other people.

The conditions of rural schools are like this, and there is no way.

Xiao Yang woke up, how did you sleep last night? Teacher Xiong Yutian greeted Yang Xin enthusiastically after seeing Yang Xin come out.

Slept well.

Yang Xin nodded, greeted the two of them and started working on his own breakfast.

Yesterday, the principal Liu Yunfang had already arranged everything. There were two sets of pots and stoves, which were shared by all the teachers.

Rice cookers are used for cooking, and the principal Liu Yunfang distributed a rice cooker to all the teachers.

As for rice, the school has several acres of paddy fields, so the rice is grown by itself.

As for vegetables, there are many grown in the garden of the school, so you can pick whatever you want to eat.

If you want to eat meat, you have to find your own way.

There are also oil, salt and some seasonings, which also need to be bought by yourself.

Yang Xin didn't cook a hearty meal early in the morning, so he made a braised eggplant.

Xiao Yang's cooking skills are good! Teacher Xiong Yutian immediately praised Yang Xin's skillful cooking techniques.

It's okay, I've been cooking since I was a child, so I'm more proficient. Yang Xin said modestly.

Mr. Xiong, Mr. He, how about you try my cooking? Yang Xin said as he brought the braised eggplant he had fried in soy sauce to the two of them.

I'll try it. Hearing Yang Xin's words, Xiong Yutian unceremoniously picked up his chopsticks.

He Qingqing, who was on the side, saw that Mr. Xiong Yutian had picked up the chopsticks, so she picked up the chopsticks too.

Well, not bad, good craftsmanship. After eating a mouthful of braised eggplant, Xiong Yutian couldn't help but praise Yang Xin.

Although He Qingqing on the side didn't speak, she gave Yang Xin a thumbs up.

I fried a lot, since I think it tastes good, I can add more. Yang Xinchao said to the two.

Teacher Yang, let's sit down and eat together. Xiong Yutian invited Yang Xin.

Okay. Hearing Teacher Xiong Yutian's invitation, Yang Xin hesitated and agreed.

The place where the school eats is an empty room in the dormitory building. There are some tables, chairs and benches in it. At this time, Xiong Yutian and He Qingqing are eating at the same table.

He Qingqing's dish was fried by Teacher Xiong Yutian for her. It was green pepper and potato shreds, but it seemed that the shredded potatoes had been cut into potato pieces by He Qingqing.

Teacher Xiong Yutian himself fried a dry-stir-fried green bean, which looked very good.

After Yang Xin joined in, the three of them sat opposite each other to eat.

There is still a week left before leaving school. The principal and Mr. Shang went home yesterday, and it will take a few days to return to school, so I will take you to familiarize yourself with the school environment later. If you have any questions, you can directly contact me During the meal, Xiong Yutian said to Yang Xin and He Qingqing.

Then thank you, Mr. Xiong. Yang Xin quickly thanked.

You're welcome. You've lightened our burden by coming here. My monk and teachers are getting old, and I can't teach well. If the school hadn't been able to assign new teachers, we might have retired a long time ago. Mr. Xiong Yutian He waved his hand at Yang Xin and said.

In today's society, many young people are not willing to go to the countryside to teach at all, and the Education Bureau has nothing to do.

After eating, Xiong Yutian took Yang Xin and He Qingqing around the school to get familiar with the school environment.

In one week it will be September 1st,

At noon, Yang Xin found the materials of his students' classes from the Academic Affairs Office and looked at them.

He was in the fifth grade, and there were only five students in this grade, namely Li Qian, Cao Yuming, Zhou Shun, Peng Lixin, and Tian Wenwen.

Huh? Why is there no Tian Jiajia?

After reading the student information of the class, Yang Xin was a little confused.

He came for Tian Jiajia, and now there is no such person among his students, which made Yang Xin feel a little bit unacceptable.

According to Tian Jiajia's eleven-year-old age, she should be in the fifth grade!

No, I have to find Tian Jiajia.

Yang Xin did it when he thought of it. He went to the Office of Academic Affairs and found all the materials of all the students in the school.

Then he discovered that Tian Jiajia appeared in the sixth grade class.

Oh, I'm so stupid.

Yang Xin patted himself on the head. He forgot that students in the new semester have to be upgraded. In the first half of the year, they will be in the fifth grade, and in the second half of the year, they will definitely be in the sixth grade.

Teacher He Qingqing, can I discuss something with you? Afterwards, Yang Xin found He Qingqing.

What's the matter? He Qingqing asked Yang Xin.

I want to take the sixth grade, how about we change it, you take the fifth grade? Yang Xin said to He Qingqing.

That's not acceptable. He Qingqing directly refused after hearing Yang Xin's words.

why?

Yang Xin didn't understand, it was so simple to change classes, why didn't He Qingqing agree?

Because I am going to teach sixth grade English. He Qingqing explained.

You can teach sixth grade English if you change the class! Yang Xin said.

I think it's more convenient to be the head teacher. He Qingqing replied, and then she looked at Yang Xin with strange eyes and asked, Why do you insist on taking the sixth grade? Didn't you take the initiative to choose the fifth grade yesterday?

This... Yang Xin felt like crying, how should he answer?

Can he say that he thought Tian Jiajia was selected for the fifth grade only in the fifth grade?

I just think the sixth grade is more challenging. Yang Xin could only bite the bullet and answer.

Oh, I'm sorry, I'm going to teach sixth grade English, so I can't promise you. He Qingqing said.

It's okay, since that's the case, let's forget it. It's fine for me to take the fifth grade.

Hearing what He Qingqing said, Yang Xin had no choice. He couldn't insist on taking the sixth grade, right?

Fortunately, in addition to being the head teacher of the fifth grade, he is also the Chinese teacher of the sixth grade students.

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There are still a few days before the start of school, Yang Xin decided to make home visits to the students' homes in advance, mainly because he wanted to visit Tian Jiajia in advance.

He was judged by the system as a super genius on the same level as Einstein, and he couldn't wait to meet him.

On this day, after breakfast, Yang Xin and Teacher Xiong Yutian said hello and left the school on the spot.

Tian Jiajia's village is called Chelaping Village, a very strange name, and it is a few kilometers away from Mengdonghe Primary School.

Moreover, if you want to go to this village, you need to climb a mountain, which is very difficult. When Yang Xin came to Chelaping Village, it had been more than an hour.

Walking into the village, Yang Xin met a middle-aged couple.

Hi brother, I'm a new teacher in our village. I'm here for a home visit this time. May I ask where is classmate Tian Jiajia's home?

Tian Jiajia, who is Tian Jiajia? Do you know him? Hearing Yang Xin's words, the middle-aged man asked the woman beside him.

Tian Jiajia? I don't know you! This teacher, did you find the wrong person? The woman asked Yang Xin.