After an awkward night, Wang Mengxuan's face was red when he looked at Yang Hongru the next morning.

After Yang Hongru explained everything, Wang Mengxuan finally believed that the so-called whitening secret recipe and something were not the same thing.

Although I had a hard night, it was a blessing to have white skin.

With Yang Hongru as his backing, Wang Mengxuan had more fun on Tianya Island. Sun protection? What kind of sun protection do you need? The surf is over!

During the rest of the holiday, Yang Hongru and Wang Mengxuan visited nearly all the scenic spots on Tianya Island. Anyway, Tianya Island is not that big, and you can basically cover it in a month.

Holiday time is always short, whether you want it or not, the start date is there, whether you are sad or unhappy.

The start time of university is about the same as that of primary and secondary schools, and Wang Mengxuan also has her own research project to work on, so her vacation is not much longer than that of Yang Hongru.

According to the requirements of superiors, teachers start school one to two weeks earlier than students. This flexible time can be decided by the school. The requirements of Yang Hongru and his school are more humane - teachers who live in the imperial capital start work two weeks in advance, and those who live in the capital start work two weeks in advance.

Teachers who are out of town can report one week in advance.

I don’t know why, Yang Hongru was classified into the group of teachers in the Imperial Capital... Director Zeng probably regarded him as the eldest son of a certain family in the Imperial Capital! According to the background that Yang Hongru inadvertently revealed, Director Zeng’s guess was correct.

Reliable.

Forget it... If you want to go back to school early, just go back to school early! Anyway, the feeling of staying at school is not much different from staying at home.

When there are no students in the school, there is no difference between a teacher and a vacation. Yang Hongru can use this time to recharge himself and prepare the materials needed for the next semester's courses in advance.

The week before the start of school is a time for all teachers in the school to study intensively. The school will invite many experts in the education field to give special lectures. Yang Hongru secretly asked Director Zeng that the price of inviting an expert to give a lesson is more than 50,000 yuan...

Yang Hongru made a simple calculation - their one-week training cost hundreds of thousands in tuition alone.

How arrogant! The schools in the imperial capital are indeed arrogant!

Later, Director Zeng told him that some experts came to the class for free. Those free experts were invited through internal resource replacement - after all, they are the high school affiliated to the university, and there is a university above the high school.

The headquarters is covered!

If you want to be a good teacher, you must first be a good student. The teachers in the attached middle school are all pretty good at this. Even senior teachers and nationally famous teachers all have an attitude of "I am a primary school student" when listening to lectures. Then

The level of seriousness is simply admirable.

How can teachers trained in this kind of environment not be excellent? This is the importance of the platform!

The textbook that Yang Hongru needs to teach this semester is the second volume of the seventh grade, which contains a text that he will never forget - "Poetry of Mulan".

After experiencing it himself, Yang Hongru had a more profound understanding of this article. He understood better why the description of war in the poem was only six simple sentences: Thousands of miles to go to the army, Guanshandu Ruofei. Shuo

The air spreads to the gold watch, and the cold light shines on the iron clothes. The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned after ten years. (Small class: In ancient times, there were no punctuation marks, so the sentences of poems are calculated according to broken sentences, and each punctuation mark counts as one sentence.)

The people in the war are more eager for a peaceful life, so there is a plot of Mulan resigning.

Of course, because of his intrusion, Hua Mulan was not awarded an official position... After all, he was the wife of a witch priest, so he might as well forget about joining the court as an official!

As time went by, Yang Hongru also made new friends in school.

The age structure of the teachers in the Affiliated Middle School is relatively healthy. Every year, the school adds a group of fresh talents to the school. This ensures that the school's teachers will not be vacant due to the intensive retirement of old teachers.

Yang Hongru is considered to be the penultimate batch of newcomers - because another batch of interns and regular teachers will come when the spring semester starts.

But... Yang Hongru's age may still be among the youngest batch. Because the recruitment threshold for the attached high school is extremely high: no undergraduate degree is required, and a master's degree is required to start. Among those who can complete graduate school, which one is not slightly older than Yang Hongru? The junior class is not

Forget it! Even if the geniuses in the junior class want to be teachers in the affiliated high school, they don’t dare to do it - the teachers and students are about the same age? Is that possible?

The minimum age for teachers in the attached middle school fluctuates around 25 years old, and Yang Hongru, who is in his early 24s, has not yet reached this standard.

The meeting ended on Wednesday, and when Yang Hongru was about to return to the office with his notebook, a chubby young male teacher stopped Yang Hongru.

"Old Yang...Old Yang..." The fat man caught up with Yang Hongru, panting, and within a distance of less than a hundred meters, he suddenly ran away at a tragic speed of life and death.

Yang Hongru stopped and said, "Take a breath for a while. If you have anything to do, sit down and talk."

"Huh...huh..." The fat man took his breath and sat down on a stool by the roadside.

Yang Hongru didn't want to sit down. It was still quite cold in February in the imperial capital, and the outdoor benches were freezing!

But a fat man doesn't have this kind of worry. The super thick fat around his gluteus maximus will isolate him from the cold air.

"What's the matter? Just tell me!" Yang Hongru put his hands into his sleeves, making the appearance of a northeastern farmer.

The fat man clucked his lips and said sheepishly: "Old Yang, can you lend me your motorcycle?"

"You can borrow it...but I'm curious about why you borrowed the motorcycle? We've known you for more than half a year, and I haven't seen you leave the High School or University..." Yang Hongru tilted his head and asked in disbelief.

The fat man murmured for a long time: "That...blind date..."

puff!

Yang Hongru smiled unkindly: "Blind date? Brother, you have just graduated, okay? How come you are reduced to a blind date?"

"I graduated with a doctorate, okay? I graduated from college at the age of 23, and I graduated with a master's degree at the age of 26...I am already thirty years old when I graduate with a doctorate this year! Youth is gone, so where can I find young people!" Fatty Gu Ying said with self-pity.

Yang Hongru was immediately in awe after hearing this - he thought that Fatty had graduated with a master's degree, but he didn't expect that this old girl had graduated with a doctorate! A doctorate in literature? What a talent!

"I'm just curious. Why did you come to the Affiliated High School after you graduated with a Ph.D.? Wouldn't it be nice to stay in school and become a university teacher?" Yang Hongru asked curiously.

The fat man had a bitter look on his face: "Staying in school? Are you thinking about it? There are 211,985 colleges and universities recruiting these days, and people who don't have a background in studying abroad won't even look at it! I have a bachelor's degree in Chinese language and literature, a master's degree in Chinese ancient characters, and a master's degree in Chinese classics.

Where can I study abroad for a doctorate in literature? Go to America or Europe to study Chu Ci and Chinese Fu?"

Ah...this...

"Hey... the hatred of urging people to study literature is comparable to digging up people's ancestral graves!" The fat man looked melancholy, and he felt that this hatred would last forever.

Okay... Yang Hongru planned to skip the sad past of Fatty and asked directly: "When blind dates are so realistic, is it really reliable for you to ride a motorcycle? What do you do to conquer others? What do you do?

Full of knowledge?"

While talking, Yang Hongru looked at the fat man's belly with teasing eyes, where his feet could not be seen when he lowered his head.

The fat man jumped: "A gentleman is poor..."

"Don't be like Kong Yiji - he is an old bachelor!" Yang Hongru quickly interrupted his act of setting up a flag.

The fat man's face turned bitter: "Brother, you know...the tuition fees for master's and doctorate degrees are already very expensive, and the national scholarship is just enough for basic expenses. And we don't have any valuable scientific research projects in literature...My brother is poor.

ah!"

"Okay, okay... thank you for your hard work on my little motorcycle. It will definitely be overloaded when you sit on it!" Yang Hongru covered his face: "Don't let me see you today... otherwise I will feel bad!"

The fat man took the key and ran away. His running pace was definitely not like that of a fat man weighing more than 240 pounds...
Chapter completed!