The original math teacher of Class 1- was a senior teacher in the school. He was serious in teaching and although his methods were a bit old-fashioned, his teaching ability was very good.

Why do we have to change the math teacher halfway through the school year?

Yu Zhaozhao was upset inside but didn't show it on his face. He added the two teachers on WeChat and joined the class group, where he introduced the situation in the class.

When class was almost starting, I remembered that Yu Shixu seemed to be still in the class, so I went back to check.

My goodness, a bunch of troublemakers and naughty kids surrounded Yu Shixu tightly, and he was so well-behaved.

He is no longer the unrestrained and freedom-loving person he usually is!

Yu Zhaozhao couldn't help but glance at Yu Shixu who was standing among the students. This guy was no ordinary person. He was able to conquer all the students in Class 61 in just a few minutes. He was indeed quite capable.

When the students looked at me...what was that look??!

The bell for the second class rang, and the students trotted back to their seats without being urged.

Yu Shixu came over and said, "The students in our class are indeed just as you said, they are quite cute."

The math and English teacher at the back door of the classroom also breathed a sigh of relief. He had heard that Class 61 was...the most special class in the school, and had thought it would be difficult to teach.

Now it looks... not bad?

The second class was English, so everyone else went back to the office.

Yu Zhaozhao made a schedule on the computer.

I plan to have everyone practice recitation using the elementary quality memory method during morning reading every day.

Then the extra time at noon and in the afternoon every day is arranged as time for practicing calligraphy.

Before I finished completing a form, Yang Wanying suddenly knocked on the door and came in.

Yu Zhaozhao's eyes widened instantly. No way, no way, it's the first day of school! Are those naughty monkeys causing trouble again?

The other class teachers also looked over with interest, their faces full of expressions as if they wanted to eat some melons.

"what happened?"

"The English teacher started crying while standing on the podium."

Yu Zhaozhao didn't understand, "Why? Who caused the trouble?"

Yang Wanying immediately held up three fingers and said, "I swear, she didn't, it's just that she spoke with an accent and we couldn't help laughing."

Yu Zhaozhao felt a little headache and hurriedly followed Yang Wanying to Class 61.

"See? It's just a class of Western-style clothes. No matter how many teachers you change, they're all the same."

"That's right. The students in that class only recognize their teacher Zhao Zhao. If they have the ability, they can let Yu Zhao Zhao teach all the subjects by himself."

"Hahaha."

Yu Zhaozhao took two steps forward and realized that he had left his cell phone behind. When he returned to the office door, he heard everyone laughing.

I felt a little lost for a moment.

But.. after just a moment's hesitation, he pushed the door open and walked in. "Please, at least wait until I'm far away before you say bad things about me. This is so embarrassing."

After saying that, he took his phone and left.

As long as I am not embarrassed, then you must be embarrassed! Humph!

The remaining people in the office looked at each other in bewilderment. "This girl has a much worse temper now!"

"After all, he has the director's support, how could he be afraid of our little teacher?"

"She's just a temporary teacher. She might be fired when she comes back. I don't know what's so great about her."

"Hey, don't say that. She was expelled, but they invited her back because the students made trouble. I've never seen such a thing before."

"But their class will graduate next year."

"Since he has the support of the director, he can directly work in the bureau. He may even be our teaching and research fellow in the future."

"Oh my, I dare not offend you. Young people nowadays are good at scheming. Old guys like us can't compare to them."

Yu Zhaozhao could totally guess what everyone would talk about in the office, but she didn’t care at all. Colleagues were colleagues and friends were friends.

The two cannot be confused. Anyway, we will see each other again after half a semester, so you can say whatever you want.

But if it's said to your face, you must fight back!

When Yu Zhaozhao arrived at the classroom, he saw the students sitting in their seats helplessly and the whole class was silent.

The English teacher was crying on the stage, at a loss.

Yu Zhaozhao seemed to see herself when she first started working. She handed over a tissue, asked Yang Wanying to lead the reading of words, and brought the English teacher to the classroom door.

I happened to meet a teacher passing by.

"Hey, your class made the teacher cry again?"

Without waiting for Yu Zhaozhao to answer, the other person left.

Yu Zhaozhao clenched his fists. They were all a bunch of people who changed with the situation. By the end of the first semester next year, their relations had become much more cordial.

However, because of the current attitude of the leaders, Yu Zhaozhao is once again at the center of public attention.

Why is it so difficult to teach with peace of mind!

He sighed and looked at the English teacher, "Don't cry, wipe your tears, the kids are just a little naughty, I will definitely scold them later!"

The English teacher sobbed a little, "I...my Mandarin is not very good..."

"Then... just practice and you'll get better slowly. I'll remind the students in our class to pay more attention in the future."

"But...but...but..." The English teacher didn't even finish her sentence. She turned around and ran away crying.

Yu Zhaozhao was completely speechless. What could she do?

When I got to the classroom, I turned on the main computer and copied down the scene of the class just now, so that the school would not use this matter to cause trouble.

It was clearly seen from the surveillance video that the English teacher did not pronounce the word clearly, so Yang Wanying repeated the correct one.

Then Zhang Zhiyuan laughed, and several people around him also laughed.

It is true that the students made mistakes, but this was a teaching accident and the teacher's problem was more serious.

After copying, I looked up at my classmates.

Everyone was a little panicked for a moment, "Teacher Zhao Zhao, are we going to get into trouble again?"

"How could that be possible? At most, it's just Zhang Zhiyuan who caused the trouble. We just need to push him out." Yu Zhaozhao replied with a smile.

Zhang Zhiyuan's eyebrows knitted together instantly, "No! Spare my life, I was wrong!"

The whole class burst into laughter instantly, and Yu Zhaozhao straightened his expression. Everyone knew that the teacher was about to speak, so they quickly shut their mouths.

“The most valuable thing in getting along with others is to be able to think from their perspective.

If the teacher says something wrong or does something wrong, you can point it out directly, but if you laugh at the teacher directly in class and talk nonsense, that is also your problem.

Zhang Zhiyuan, what do you think we should do? "

Zhang Zhiyuan stood up in frustration, "I'll go apologize!"

"Go ahead. You're a good kid if you admit your mistakes and correct them." Yu Zhaozhao took the opportunity to take a look at Zhang Zhiyuan's data and felt a little depressed.

Student: Zhang Zhiyuan

Learning status: Poor

Language and Literature: 81

Mathematics: 59

English subject: 40

Except for Chinese, the remaining two subjects are all failing, and English is even some distance away from the passing line.

In the end, the English teacher came back and apologized to the students, and did not report the matter to the leadership.

Yu Zhaozhao breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was better to have less trouble than more. He stood at the door of the classroom and listened to the English class for more than ten minutes, feeling a little helpless. The class was indeed not very good.

I was just reading from the textbook, but my pronunciation was not correct.

Yu Zhaozhao planned to review what everyone had learned in English class during the extended class every day.

Primary school English is not that difficult; it mainly involves the accumulation of vocabulary and some simple sentence patterns.

When Yu Zhaozhao was compiling the list of students who had lunch at school this semester, he looked at every student in the audience in surprise.

"What the hell? You're not going home at noon?

Yang Wei, Zhang Zhiyuan, Chen Yifei, Meng Linlin, your homes are just across the street, why don’t you go back for lunch? You can even lie down on the bed and take a nap after lunch.”

"There's only the last half of the semester left, and I don't want to go back." Meng Linlin is a very quiet girl in the class. She doesn't talk much on weekdays. It was quite sad to hear her say this out of the blue.

Some sentimental people are already beginning to feel reluctant to let go.

"Come on, I don't understand you anymore, tell me what's going on!"

Yang Wei said with a smile: "This semester, the math teacher will not be in charge of the class at noon. It will be you and the physical education teacher. How interesting!"

Yu Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows again, "What did the physical education teacher tell you?"

The whole class suddenly waved their hands in unison, "Don't tell us, don't tell us, that's our secret."

Yu Zhaozhao didn't insist on finding out the truth, so he simply submitted the list.

The school would not be unwilling to do so, as the lunch is purely a profit for the school.

17 yuan per serving, rice every day. All the dishes, whether meat or other, all taste the same.

It is basically made in the first class in the morning and kept in an insulated box for the whole morning. It would be strange if it tasted good.

The only thing we can boast of is that it is clean. After all, food safety on campus is also a big issue.

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