Chapter 91 The First Lesson

March 1st, a new semester.

The arrival of students made the small campus of Delin Middle School lively. On the playground, on the runway, next to the library, next to the garden, and in the deserted place a few days ago, it became more and more crowded.

"It's so good to be young!" Ye Fan stood in the corridor window and looked at a group of active students on the basketball court below, sighing infinitely.

"You said this is not appropriate?" Gao Yehan was next to Ye Fan and looked down with him.

The strong teaching staff of Delin Middle School was hired by hiring famous teachers. It is hard to imagine that a young teacher who is just a "famous teacher". Therefore, there are not many young teachers in Delin. Ye Fan is just aware of Gao Yehan, and Ye Ping, who has disappeared from the world after entering Delin, has not been found yet and has refused to contact him.

"Class will be in tomorrow." Gao Yehan said. Today is just the first day of registration, and the students are just packing up their equipment.

"Yeah, work hard." Ye Fan clenched his fists.

"Please encourage me with you." Gao Yehan took a sip of cigarette.

Ye Fan had already investigated the Chinese class arrangements for the fourth class of high school. Ye Fan led Class 4, and tomorrow's class was in the second section. Teacher Li's Class 3 Chinese class was in the third section. Fortunately, Teacher Wang had classes in the first section, which gave Ye Fan the opportunity to learn.

I don’t have a lesson plan, so I have a teacher who doesn’t need lesson plans. This is a God-given opportunity! If I don’t listen, I will definitely be punished by God!

The next morning, Ye Fan told Teacher Wang that he was going to listen to his class.

Teacher Wang was stunned and said, "I remember you have a class in the second quarter, right?"

"Yes, learn and sell it now!" Ye Fan smiled. Who would have guessed that he was the truth!

Teacher Wang smiled and said, "I also want to ask Teacher Fan to criticize more!"

"Where are there!" Ye Fan skillfully gave in. After squatting in the office for a few days, Ye Fan had adapted to this collective style of dealing with things. It was just a kind of courtesy. If others praise you, you should be humble quickly and praise you immediately if you seize the opportunity. The relationship between everyone is always so tepid, it looks quite harmonious, but always keeps a distance.

The preparatory ringtone for class rang, and Teacher Wang smiled and said, "Then let's go now!"

Ye Fan nodded, picked up a thick notebook and followed behind.

After entering the classroom, Ye Fan wanted to go to the end. In his memory, the teacher sat at the end when he came to listen to the class. He didn't expect that Teacher Wang would whisper aloud behind him: "Students, this is the new teacher Fan from the school. Everyone welcomes you with applause."

Applause sounded. Ye Fan didn't expect that such a song would come, so he had to stop and wave to the students with a smile: "Hello, classmates. Thank you for your hard work."

There was a burst of laughter, and some students were already shouting "Serve the people!"

Teacher Wang also smiled from behind and said, "Teacher Fan is so humorous!"

Ye Fan waved his hand quickly, rushed to the end of the classroom, and found a seat where no one sat down. Some students were still looking back curiously. Teacher Wang clapped his hands in front and said, "Students, now we will start class."

Ye Fan made a lot of preparations for this day. He specially bought an extremely thick notebook, and the pen was filled with ink. In case of precautions, there were also water pens, pencils, and ballpoint pens in his pocket. In addition, he also studied the recording function of PDA, which has been quietly opened in his arms so that he can go back and review the old and learn about the new.

Teacher Wang started teaching, Ye Fan opened his notebook and solemnly wrote five words: First lesson, blessing. This was the most serious class in his life. He was meticulous.

It has been five minutes since the class bell rang.

Before Teacher Wang's opening remarks were finished, Ye Fan still wrote those five words in his notebook. Ye Fan was extremely anxious. He and the students were not old acquaintances, so Teacher Wang's opening remarks were completely useless. How to fill the gaps in these five minutes?

At this time, Teacher Wang's opening remarks finally finished, and the topic changed: "I have read all the winter vacation essays submitted by classmates yesterday. There are a few well written articles. Let's take a look at these articles in this class."

Ye Fan was shocked. If you don’t talk about Lu Xun’s writing, you have to talk about students’ compositions. No matter how well the students write, can Lu Xun write well? Ye Fan was anxious, but he could do nothing. There are rules for listening to the class. The teacher who listened to the class can be said to be the one with the least say in the classroom.

Several students were called on the stage by Teacher Wang to recite the composition they wrote. After that, Teacher Wang gave a few simple comments. In this way, a class that was meaningless to Ye Fan was over. Ten minutes later, he was about to stand on the podium, and Ye Fan felt a little dizzy.

The bell rang, Ye Fan stood up, and Teacher Wang also came over and said with a smile: "How do you feel?"

"Very good, very powerful!" Ye Fan's expression was muted.

Under the inexplicable gaze of teachers and students, Ye Fan stepped out of the classroom.

I am now at the west end of the corridor and the east end of the corridor, where I will go in ten minutes.

Ye Fan almost turned white in these ten minutes, but the gears of time were still rotating ruthlessly.

Ye Fan hesitated and wandered in front of the classroom door. He turned around inadvertently and saw Gao Yehan standing at the door of Class 3 with a cigarette in his arms and smiling at him. The ringtone rang at this moment. Gao Yehan snatched the cigarette butt in his hand, turned to Ye Fan, and pushed the door calmly and calmly. Ye Fan gritted his teeth and pushed open the classroom door.

Without looking sideways, he walked up to the podium with a big stride. He put his notebook on the podium and said with his head high: "Hello, classmates, I am the new Chinese teacher. My name is Fan Ye. I will be responsible for everyone's Chinese class this semester."

The students were stunned at first, and then they didn't know who was getting up and the drums sounded.

Ye Fan smiled and took the opportunity to look at the table. Ten seconds passed, mb, this sentence should have been said for ten minutes. Ye Fan blamed himself.

After the applause, everything in the classroom was quiet. Ye Fan didn't know where to put his hand. He took the chalk box on the podium from the left to the right, pulled out a piece of chalk, and put it back on the left. He pushed his glasses and opened his thick notebook in a fake manner. The only five words on it were very eye-catching.

The students were very calmly watching the new teacher Fan.

I had to say something! Ye Fan reminded himself, but his mind was blank. He didn't say a word, but his mouth was dry. There was no sound, but his ears seemed to be buzzing. Hey, it wasn't right, there was a sound.

Ye Fan suddenly looked up. "Dangdang" and there were several more sounds. Ye Fan was still confused. A girl near the podium in the front row whispered: "Teacher, someone knocked on the door."

"Knocking the door? Oh...ah? knocking the door?" Ye Fan was incoherent and didn't even think about what it was to knock on the door.

"Dangdangdang" is indeed a knock on the door.

Ye Fan reacted and felt relieved. At this moment, as long as it could happen, he could interrupt his embarrassment of having nothing to say, he would be happy if anything happened.

Ye Fan slowly walked to the classroom door and opened it. Lao Wan was standing outside the door.

"Teacher Wan?" Ye Fan was stunned.

"I'm sorry to disturb you in class. I'm here to get you a list of students. I forgot to give it to you in the morning, and you didn't come back during class just now." Lao Wan said and handed over a piece of paper.

"Please, I'll have a trip myself." Ye Fan was polite, trying hard to say something, wishing he could say "Come in and sit down!"

"Okay, I won't disturb you in class anymore, the students are waiting!" Lao Wan said and flashed.

Ye Fan held the list in his hand and glanced casually.

Name it! This activity that is not common in middle school, but is common in big studies suddenly penetrated into Ye Fan's mind.

Yes! I should take advantage of my new teacher and get to know my classmates first, so I will click on the name of his class. Ye Fan had already decided, and he was immediately full of spring breeze. Compared with his embarrassment just now, he seemed to have changed his own person.

After returning to the podium, Ye Fan looked at the students below and said, "Well, I'll click on the name below, get to know everyone, and stand up when I hear my name."

Calling is in progress...

The students who were called to their names stood up one after another. Ye Fan always had to look at them carefully for a few seconds, as if they were remembering their appearance. In fact, many people didn't even remember whether they were men or women. Ye Fan was just delaying the time. Even so, Ye Fan calculated it and found that it was ridiculous to call a class, and it was impossible to achieve it.

At this moment, a difficult problem appeared. The student's name below contained words that Ye Fan didn't recognize. Although it seemed easy to recognize, if he pronounced it wrong, it would be embarrassing to lose it.

Ye Fan wisely skipped the name and pretended not to see it until he finished pronunciating it all. Ye Fan raised his head and asked, "Well, is there anyone who has been clicked?"

A girl raised her hand timidly and said, "Teacher, you didn't order me."

"Is that so? What's your name?" Ye Fan asked in a fake manner, his eyes already on that name.

"Zhao Yan." The girl replied.

Fortunately, he didn't read it. Ye Fan was shocked and sweated all over. He wanted to pronounce it himself, so he would definitely pronounce it "desire an", who would have thought that the word "yan".

"Oh, sit down first, I'll look for it." Ye Fan took the pen and pretended to zip the list, but in fact he quickly put the pinyin on the word.

"Teacher, you don't know this word, so you don't call Zhao Yan's name?" Suddenly, a sound came from a distant corner of the classroom.

Ye Fan looked in the voice and saw a thin boy looking at him with a smile. In addition, some students showed disapproving expressions. It was obvious that Ye Fan's tricks did not deceive everyone.

Ye Fan also felt a little embarrassed, but also admitted readily: "Yes, I'm afraid I've pronounced the wrong name of Zhao Yan, so I didn't call her first. This classmate is very smart. What's your name?"

"Teacher, you asked me for my name just after you clicked it?" the boy screamed.

"Oh, it seems I didn't remember it. Let's click it again..." Ye Fan nodded and said.
Chapter completed!