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In the deep spring, senior high school students have entered the final sprint stage. Even in the cafeteria, they can distinguish different batches of students at a glance.

Although the school uniforms are the same, the freshmen and sophomores are all relaxed and happy, and some people are secretly playing with their mobile phones.

The third year of high school is also queuing up to endorse. When eating, regardless of whether the dishes are good or bad, they basically rush back to the classroom and continue to study the questions.

Sometimes the sophomore students go to the third grade to pass something, follow them quietly for a while, and then they are a little nervous when they come back.

There were several meetings in the school, and I still felt that the students at the end of the second year of senior high school were not nervous enough, so I decided to give them an adaptive experience of self-study in the evening.

It is customary in Beijing to leave school at four or five o'clock, and high school seniors and boarding students can stay for self-study.

No. [-] Middle School used to set up a small evening self-study from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-]. Teachers can give lectures if they need it, and they can also leave time for students to review and do questions.

This time, the time has been added from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], and the school will arrange to continue self-study from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], but the second-year high school students are still voluntary to participate, and there are other arrangements at home to leave early.

At this point, most of the students are in favor of it.

But the teachers have to stay and work overtime half a year in advance, and have to modify a lot of schedules temporarily.

In this line of work, if you want to bake and watch a movie, it all depends on luck.

There was a parent leader in front of me who had nothing to do, please come here to arrange this, and finally it was my turn to take a vacation, maybe I was catching up on sleep, and the urgent call came, saying that a student in the class got into trouble and got into a fight, and I had to come back quickly Take care.

As a music teacher of a marginal subject, Wen Yu knows that her role is to adjust the atmosphere, and take a class every week to help everyone soothe their mood.

It is true that there is a professional training institution outside the art test, and the parents of the college entrance examination are looking for the main subject. This job requires less money and less work, and it still has the advantage of self-cultivation.

When the school bell rang at 05:30 on Tuesday afternoon, he saved the documents and prepared to withdraw as usual, and a message popped up in the teacher group.

[Second Year Big Family] (27)

History-Qiao Han: Temporary illness, too late to go to self-study at night, is it convenient to have a teacher?

Wen Yu quickly added a friend, happy to work overtime.

[Music-Wen Yu]: Hi, Teacher Qiao.If the evening self-study is to help supervise discipline, I am free here~

[History-Qiao Han]:! ! !

[History-Qiao Han]: Please! !Thanks! !

[History-Qiao Han]: The time is from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] tonight. The location is Class [-], Grade [-]. You can sit there and play with your mobile phone. The students are basically doing their homework.

[Music-Wen Yu]: Alright, don't worry, go to the hospital.

Coincidentally, it turned out to be Class Seven.

Wen Yu thought to himself, what a bargain, he usually has to be aloof and keep a distance, today's trip to class [-] is considered a business trip, which is reasonable and legal.

Qiao Han has confirmed the person who will change the shift, and quickly replied in the group, saying that he has found a helper, thank you for your concern.

Wen Yu called up the class schedule in the system to check it out, and felt better.

Just one word.

From [-]:[-] to [-]:[-]:[-] is Wen Yu's big mathematics class.Evening self-study supervised by him from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-].

At the beginning of the semester, the relationship between the two of them was very cold. The students in Class [-] saw it and kept asking quietly.

"Mr. Wen, why don't you have dinner together?"

"There will be chopped pepper fish heads tomorrow! Will Mr. Wen help you line up!"

Wen Yu usually smiled and prevaricated a few words, and the children ran to ask Wen Yu, gossip but also very enthusiastic.

"Teacher Wen! Did you quarrel with Teacher Wen?"

"You still want us to be united and friendly. Look at how long it's been since Mr. Wen came to give us snacks!"

Wen Yu usually smiled on the surface: "I will distribute the papers for you, how many are missing, how about it?"

"Ah, ah, don't!!"

When I took on this new job, it stands to reason that I usually have to sit in my office until seven o'clock.

It wasn't until the Wenyu tea was brewed that I realized, no, I can go and listen to the teacher's class.

He really went over with his briefcase in his arms, and sat down behind Class Seven early.

It's still early, and math class hasn't started yet.

When the students saw Mr. Wen coming in, they all boiled.

"Is the sun out in the west today!"

"Ms. Wen, tell me quickly, you are going to replace math evening self-study with music evening self-study today!!!"

"Mr. Wen, let's come to the Yellow River chorus!! I really don't want to learn geometry, woo woo woo!!"

As soon as Wen Yu entered the door, Wen Yu came in from behind with a triangle board.

The man didn't expect him to be here, and the cold and stern aura of the head teacher faded a little.

"Is something wrong?"

Wen Yu shook his head, before he could speak, he saw dozens of pairs of eyes staring at them like light bulbs.

"I'll pick up your second half," he said with a smile, "Mr. Qiao is sick, you saw it."

Wen Yu was so busy that he still didn't look at his phone, he frowned slightly: "Don't bother you, I'll watch the second game, you go back and rest."

The students wailed: "Don't—"

Two math classes in the morning, one big math class in the evening, and another math class will really kill people! !

Wen Yu shrugged: "You also heard the call of the crowd."

"Besides, I also promised Teacher Qiao." He smiled, cute and harmless like a sheep: "I have never listened to Teacher Wen's class, and I am looking forward to it today."

The man was still looking at his appearance. The latter had already taken the document bag to the classroom and finally sat down. On the way, a group of students cheered and welcomed him happily.

Wen Yu finally withdrew his gaze and cleared his throat.

"Attend class."

This is the first time they have become aware of each other's presence in the classroom.

As soon as the class bell rang, Wen Yu talked about the difference between the center of gravity, the center of gravity, and the center of gravity of a triangle according to the established plan.

The students gradually calmed down, listened to the explanation and took notes to think about the topic, but the lecturer was a little lost in thought.

He has said these dozens of times, so that it can be transformed into precise muscle memory like Wen Yu playing the piano.

Even if there are no handouts, with eyes closed, I can write and draw all the writing on the blackboard without any mistakes.

His eyes looked from the line of students to the end, and met Wen Ruan's eyes again.

Suddenly.

When he was 17 years old, he gave a lecture on the stage, and he would secretly watch him like this.

Every time Wen Yu came to the stage to give a lecture, he would listen with a smile on his face.

You don't necessarily have to be really interested in the topic.

Every time Wen Yu saw this look, it was as if he was being confessed.

Sometimes Wen Yu doesn't realize that he has a pure heart and everything will be written on his face.

Even sitting under the stage without saying anything, it was as if he was saying "I like you so much" with his eyes.

Before falling in love with him, Wen Yu seldom took the initiative to go on stage.

Later, I gradually got interesting, but became more cheerful and positive.

Looking at each other quietly across a crowd of eyes is an unspeakable love language.

It's just that they never imagined that they would get to where they are today step by step.

Both have become new teachers, teaching new students in new classrooms.

But he can still hear, he is saying how much he loves him with his eyes.

"So... when we talk about the heart, what should we see?" Wen Yu turned to write down a few key points on the blackboard, pausing to give the students enough time to take notes.

Before he could say the answer, the new students in the last row raised their arms, made a super-quick gesture of love, and retracted their hands like lightning.

Wen Yu couldn't hold back for a moment, and laughed in public.

The students were baffled, and no one saw what happened.

Some people suspected that Wen Yu was making funny faces, but when they looked back, they saw that he was concentrating on writing lesson plans and not listening to the class at all.

...Also, what math class does the music teacher take?

A certain person still pretended nothing happened after laughing, then put on a tense expression, knocked on the blackboard, and said coldly.

"continue."

Wen Yu sat under the stage and continued to listen, thinking that Wen Yu had to be thick-skinned, and he really couldn't keep up.

He was sitting in the last row, and he could see Wen Yu standing in the brightest place, his voice was calm and clear, and his eyes were shining.

Don't say you like it, it means that your love is surging, and you are still listening to the class in your ears, and you are already thinking about how to take a few more math classes in the future.

The whole class went by very fast, five or ten minutes seemed to be gone in the blink of an eye.

Wen Yu himself took some notes, and he probably didn't pay much attention to it now when the college entrance examination was really about to take place ten years ago.

After listening to the class and looking at the notes, I couldn't help laughing.

God, this is probably my favorite class in my life.

Wen Yu was still standing in front of the podium drinking tea, when he saw him grinning, he wanted to ask what he saw.

Take a 10-minute break and switch roles, but not positions.

According to Teacher Qiao's instructions, Wen Yu only needs to sit in the last row and cough when he is not disciplined.

Wen Yu consciously stayed, but he didn't put pressure on other students. He only said that he could come to the podium to answer questions if he had something to do.

Although there were indeed dozens of papers to be corrected, he stayed here just to wait for him to go home together.

As soon as it was said that they could answer questions, the students copied the wrong questions and went up. In the blink of an eye, a line of five or six people was formed, winding from the podium to the door.

Some students wanted to follow, but when they saw so many people ahead, they hesitated.

Wen Yu propped his chin and waved.

"come here."

His voice was clear and bright, which attracted many people to look at him.

The student holding the question wondered if I could really openly climb the wall in front of the head teacher, and said with a sneer, "Can I really ask?"

"Of course, students of Chinese, mathematics, physics and chemistry are all fine." Wen Yu became amused: "If you can't teach well, you can buy after-sales service."

Before the student could see the teacher's expression, several bold and fearless ones rushed to Wen Yu's side, all of them holding English papers and physics questions.

...It is really easy to speak, and it is quite clear.

Compared with his silly cousin, he can explain everything to top students with a sense of rhythm.

At first, the other students were still watching, but when Wen Yu took a blank staff and wrote the physics formulas in reverse, his expression cracked as if his outlook on life was reorganized.

What is hidden dragon and crouching tiger all in one!

Our music teacher!He actually draws circuit diagrams better than us! !

The line around Wen Yu was originally very long, but it became more and more sparse as it went further. The remaining two or three people in the line were also shaken, but they dared not run.

The man saw it, and after the papers of the students around him were finished, he knocked on the table with his knuckles.

"come over."

The student who ran away quietly was startled, and was about to move back in embarrassment, and the other melon-eaters in the classroom laughed loudly.

"It's not you," Wen Yu shook his head, looking at Wen Yu.

"Mr. Wen, sit by my side."

When he laughed again, he looked like a complete gentle scum.

"You speak so well, I want to hear it too."