The official first day of school at No. 4 Middle School.
The students received new books and were still full of interest and energy in the face of a new school and new classmates.
Jiang Ning sat in the second to last row, by the window.
Ma Shicheng was on his left, leaning sideways, muttering to Guo Kunnan behind him.
"Today's first class is English. I hope our English teacher is a beautiful female teacher." Ma Shicheng was full of expectations.
Guo Kunnan couldn't agree more: "My junior high school English teacher is very good-looking. Alas, it's a pity that my English scores are not good and I failed her."
"If you give me another chance, I will definitely study hard."
Ma Shicheng clasped his palms together with a pious expression: "Give me a beautiful female teacher!"
At this time, a fat middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle appeared at the door. Under the eastern sunlight, it actually shone with a dazzling light.
"Damn it, this bald guy can't be my English teacher!" Ma Shicheng covered his eyes and shouted in horror.
In fact, this bald man was the English teacher of Class 8, Grade 1. As soon as he entered the classroom, he spoke fluent English and then repeated it in Chinese.
Guo Kunnan and Shan Kaiquan looked unhappy. They were not good at English. They originally hoped to have a beautiful female teacher to encourage them and let them work hard.
Jiang Ning secretly laughed. This English teacher is Chen Haiyang. He has good teaching skills and is a veteran teacher. However, he has a bad temper and likes to fix his students from time to time. Therefore, he is often complained by parents.
But whenever Chen Haiyang showed his resume, parents shut up. With Chen Haiyang's level, he could definitely go to Yuzhou No. 2 Middle School to teach. It's just that the No. 4 Middle School was his alma mater, so he stayed here.
This is a caring teacher.
"Dear students, please introduce yourself in English and let me make an impression."
"Let's start with you."
Chen Haiyang nodded to Xue Yuantong and motioned for her to be the first to speak.
Xue Yuantong had no choice, because she was short and had to sit in the first place.
It was very easy for Xue Yuantong to introduce himself. He stood up and showed off his fluent English.
Chen Haiyang was surprised. He originally taught English in two experimental classes. Later, the Academic Affairs Office eliminated one of the experimental classes and assigned him a regular class. For this reason, he was a little unhappy. He did not expect that the quality of this class of students was really good.
Not bad, no worse than the experimental class!
However, the self-introduction that followed immediately put his slightly better mood back down, and finally turned a bit ugly, especially when it was Ma Shicheng's turn and they spoke in a stumbling manner with a weird accent, which made Chen Haiyang frown.
After all the students introduced it, Chen Haiyang had a preliminary understanding of the English level of Class 8. Except for a few outstanding students, the rest were much worse than the experiment and were not at the same level at all.
The teaching pace needs to be adjusted in the future, otherwise the students in Class 8 will definitely not be able to keep up.
He did not rush to class, but faced everyone and asked a question:
"Students, do you think it is useful to learn English?"
Dong Qingfeng below raised his hand.
Chen Haiyang: "Please answer it."
Dong Qingfeng smiled: "English must be mastered, because English is required for the college entrance examination, and in the future, English will also be a tool for communicating with the world. Many literatures are in English. Only by mastering English can we better absorb a wide range of knowledge.
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"Please sit down." Chen Haiyang pressed his hand down and looked at the whole class and said:
"Is there anyone else?"
Ma Shicheng rolled his eyes, his mind became hot, and he also raised his hand.
Chen Haiyang also asked him to stand up.
"Teacher, I think English is useless, because for most of us, we won't be able to use English at all after graduation. For example, my former math teacher in junior high school must have poor English, but he can still become a useful person in society.
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Hearing Ma Shicheng's words, Dong Qingfeng felt disdainful. It was just the sophistry of a poor student. Only people with poor English can say that English is not important. Like many of the game CDs he usually plays, there is no Chinese at all, but he is good at English and can
Only if you can barely understand it can you appreciate those games.
Although Ma Shicheng expressed negative opinions, Chen Haiyang still spoke calmly:
"You sit down too."
Then he asked everyone: "Who do you think is right?"
Without waiting for anyone to answer, he continued:
"Both students are right. English is important, but it is not important. If you don't master English, you can still live well in society."
"No one can deny this."
"but."
"For our students, English must be mastered, because in the college entrance examination, English accounts for 150 points. If you lose these 150 points, you will not even have the chance to go to college."
"Whether we will be able to use English in the future is not something students should consider. What we have to do is learn English well!"
Chen Haiyang emphasized his tone: "Do you understand?"
His tone was stern:
"I have very low requirements for you. As long as you can get the scores I set and don't affect other students' studies, then if you play with your mobile phone openly in my class, I will let you do it!"
"I will never say another word to you!"
"If you don't meet the standards I set and you make trouble for me, don't blame me for being rude!"
He stared at the class and gestured with his fingers. Chen Haiyang was bald, tall, and had strong forearm muscles. He looked like a teacher at all, but more like a gangster.
The students in the class were so shocked that they didn't dare to take a breath.
At the same time, some students are also thinking about what Chen Haiyang said just now. As long as you learn English well, you can play with your mobile phone casually in his class?
Is there such a good thing?
Ma Shicheng was very happy. He had already begun to imagine the happy scene of playing games in Chen Haiyang's class. As he thought about it, the reflective bald head of Chen Haiyang became more pleasing to the eye.
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The second class is math class.
The math teacher is a gentle woman who speaks softly and is very pleasant to the ear.
Hu Jun's eyes straightened.
"Look at Hu Jun, look at Hu Jun." Ma Shicheng first took a picture of Jiang Ning, and then said to Guo Kunnan and Shan Kaiquan.
Everyone looked around quietly and saw Hu Jun staring straight at the math teacher without blinking.
"There must be something wrong with this person...the math teacher has been married a long time ago!" Shan Kaiquan cursed.
"Real or false? How do you know?" Ma Shicheng asked.
"I was walking around campus yesterday and saw a math teacher with a daughter, who must be about seven or eight years old."
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The third period was Chinese class. The Chinese teacher was a thin middle-aged man. When he introduced himself, he said:
"Hello everyone, I, I, I, I am Dai Yongquan, a Chinese teacher in Class 8, Grade 1."
Ma Shicheng imitated while holding his voice:
"Hey everyone, I'm Ma Ma Ma from Class 8, Grade 1... Ma Shicheng."
"You're so stammering." Guo Kunnan was very happy to hear this.
"Our Chinese teacher stutters. What should we do if we stutter in class in the future?"
Jiang Ning said: "I don't know how to teach, otherwise I can't be a teacher."
The fact is that Chinese teachers usually stutter when they speak, but when it comes to formal teaching, they are very fluent, especially when reciting classical Chinese, with melody and emotion.
The teachers of the three main subjects are exactly the same as in the previous life. There is no butterfly effect caused by Jiang Ning's interference. It seems that there will be no difference in the other minor subjects.
During Jiang Ning's lecture, he did not forget to run the Star Transformation Art.
In the past, he was worried that going to class would delay his cultivation of immortality, but now it seems that this time is just used to refine the elixir.
Maybe dropping out of school and focusing on cultivation would improve his speed, but in his previous life, he spent hundreds of years in seclusion and had already had enough of that kind of life.
Ignore worldly affairs, practice immortality for hundreds of years, and then die once again in the catastrophe of becoming a god?
It’s boring, it’s boring!
How can we become gods without transforming into mortals and experiencing mortal life?
Jiang Ning followed the Chinese teacher and flipped through the textbooks. Although high school courses are difficult, Jiang Ning is a cultivator with strong spiritual consciousness and an almost photographic memory. He may not be able to compare with top geniuses, but it is easy to get into a key university.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh. Although cultivating immortals can enhance spiritual awareness, improve memory, and speed up neural response.
However, it is difficult to change IQ and cannot achieve the same IQ gap between humans and animals.
Just as modern science and technology is advanced and surpasses ancient times by countless times, modern people never dare to claim to be smarter than humans thousands of years ago. What is beyond is just their horizons.
The same is true for immortal cultivators compared to modern people.
Some things are destined by nature and are extremely difficult to change, such as IQ and aptitude for cultivating immortals.
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