Being able to watch these students and the teacher lecture until I feel sleepy is also a technical job, isn't it?
Even when they arrived at the playground, I couldn't see any of them looking lively. They all stood there in a dignified manner, as if waiting for their orders. What does his grandma think of me?
"It's very boring." Zhao Qiang sighed, shrugged a little depressed, and said, "I asked, besides studying, do you have any skills?"
"have no idea."
"..." Damn it, what do you know and don't know, and they actually say they don't know? How can Zhao Qiang be so embarrassed? Zhao Qiang said nonchalantly: "Uh... I mean... do you have anything?
Goal, or rather...what hobby?"
"Teacher Zhao!" A male student raised his hand.
"Well! Tell me!" Zhao Qiang glanced at the male student with satisfaction. He was very good! It seems that he must have some hobbies. Among children these days, who doesn't have something he likes? Even if it is love
You can also play online games! Maybe you will join some IT industry in the future!
“Does studying count?”
"...It doesn't count!" Zhao Qiang's face was full of black lines. Damn it, I never thought of what I just thought. Are these children really stupid? Learning is not terrible, but should be encouraged. But if you are stupid, this is a bit
It's sad. Zhao Qiang has the feeling of looking at the ancient scholars, those stupid talented people who are so weak and advocating some bullshit scholar who don't go out and know everything about the world. Compared with those people, these children in Class 7... well... they are comparable.
.However, Zhao Qiang has never heard of any scholar in ancient times who was a nerd! Generally, the number one scholar is either a genius or a person with a flexible mind. Well, we cannot compare geniuses, but a person with a flexible mind
People, can't they still do it? It seems that they are already "studying hard". In ancient times, it was easy for such people to become a scholar, but it would be very difficult for such people to pass the imperial examination.
.
Our country has always had this kind of education, which only sticks to textbooks, and the pressure to study is very high. In ancient times, the number one scholar in the exam was only one in ten thousand. Although it is not the case in the current university exam, who dares to score in such detail?
Don't you care? Getting into Tsinghua University and getting into a bad junior college are completely the same thing, which leads to the seriousness of social class division. Although pressure creates motivation, when this motivation surges, only a group of people are left with rusty bodies.
's children.
"Then what counts?" Every student in Class 7 is like a good baby, absolutely loved by parents and relatives. But it is indeed not conducive to the growth of children, whether it is physical or psychological!
Zhao Qiang let out a long sigh, pinched the bridge of his nose, and said, "Do you know why I asked you to play Idiom Solitaire in the playground yesterday, and the loser will be punished?"
"Isn't it to teach us English?" Li Cheng asked.
"Why don't I teach in the classroom?"
"..."
"Why are those who didn't answer the question still punished?"
"..."
Zhao Qiang held a cigarette in his mouth very proudly, took a deep breath, and said: "You kids, you only know how to study, do you know other things? Do you know why the United States is attacking Syria or why the Philippines is provoking China? Haha
, let’s not talk about these national affairs, let’s talk about your bodies! Do you look in the mirror every day? Look at you, you all look like white-faced steamed buns. Girls, it’s okay, but you boys, too
Are you going to be everyone’s lady?”
"..."
"You are studying right. Your parents hope that their sons will succeed and their daughters will succeed. You are very proud of your parents. You are also the pride of your parents. But while studying, your health is also very important. Haha, other things
I won’t tell you, but if your parents get sick and you have to be taken to the hospital by your parents, can you carry them on your back?"
"What about our studies?"
Zhao Qiang rolled his eyes and said angrily: "What is the combination of work and rest? What is the comprehensive development of morality, intelligence, body, art and labor?"
"..."
Seeing that the students in Class 7 seemed thoughtful and thought nothing, everyone stood there blankly. Zhao Qiang sighed and asked: "Okay, let me ask you a question. Do you like to study?"
?”
"like!"
"dislike!"
"..."
The answers were mixed. Zhao Qiang shook his head and chuckled, saying: "Let me tell you the truth! I graduated from Peking University with a Ph.D. But, even so, I still don't like studying!"
Beijing University?
PhD?
How old is this teacher! The students in Class 7 looked at Zhao Qiang with admiration. This is what they have always dreamed of! Li Cheng, the spokesperson of Class 7, asked again, "Teacher Zhao, are you from Beijing?"
Why do you want to become a teacher at Laifeng High School if you have a doctorate from a university? I guess with your level, every company would be vying for one?"
Zhao Qiang smiled and said: "Everyone has their own dreams and pursuits. I like to be a teacher, so I came here. And it is precisely because I hate learning and I hate that lifeless learning environment.
I want to change it, so I became a teacher. Do you understand?" Zhao Qiang's words were half true and half false, which made the students stunned. Zhao Qiang felt very accomplished!
"Some understand...and some don't understand!" Li Cheng smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Teacher Zhao, we are ranked last in every sports meeting and in all competitions. In addition to studying,
We don’t seem to know anything.”
"You can learn if you don't know!" Zhao Qiang said seriously. "I'm not asking you what you know, but what you like! If you like playing basketball or football, then a few of you can go out and have fun. We want to
Find interests and hobbies. What we want is to exercise your fragile body. I don’t want you to become athletes. Of course, if you have some hobbies that suit the current social conditions or your own conditions, you can go for that.
After all, there are countless possibilities for your future, not just Tsinghua and Peking University." Shuimu Nianhua from Tsinghua and Peking University went to sing, and Jeremy Lin from Harvard went to play basketball. There are many, many such things, they
They all have deep academic attainments, but they all pursue their own interests.
Seeing the thoughtful expressions of the students in Class 7, Zhao Qiang smiled and said, "Okay! I've finished saying what I need to say. I believe you don't need anyone to teach you English. You can do it yourself, and I
Do you think you have all finished studying once? Haha, in this case, I will not teach you any more. From now on, my class will be physical education! You can play casually on the playground, or you can play games like I did yesterday.
If the leaders of the school come to you to ask about the situation, just ask them to come to me! That’s it! I’m going back!” Then, Zhao Qiang irresponsibly left the small group of Class 7.
Zhao Qiang went upstairs and stood in the corridor in front of the Chinese language group, looking at the playground from the window. Some of the students in Class 7 were walking in twos and threes, some were running, and some were already fighting with other classes taking physical education classes.
After the ball was played, the few remaining people gathered in a circle, seeming to be following the example of a cat and a tiger, playing the game that Zhao Qiang arranged for them yesterday. Although he didn't know whether they were willing to do so, Zhao Qiang had no intention of making them appreciate him.
No matter what. There are some things that you can’t stand, but if you want to do them, then naturally you will do them.
Seeing this, Zhao Qiang smiled with satisfaction, turned around and returned to the Chinese group. Gao Xiang was sitting in the Chinese group reading a magazine. When he saw Zhao Qiang coming, he smiled and said, "Don't you teach Class 7?"
Zhao Qiang rolled his eyes and said, "Let them play by themselves!"
"Be careful Zhao Shanbai catches you!" Li Jiangbai came over with a thermos cup and said with a gentle smile: "Try the Longjing my son brought back from Hangzhou a few days ago?"
"No, you have to drink it by yourself! I can't get used to this." Zhao Qiang waved his hand and said with a smile. Zhao Qiang knows a thing or two about tea ceremony. When he was at Zhao's house, he also drank several cups of tea with Zhao Lianghong, but Zhao Qiang
I really have no love for this thing, and I can’t tell whether it’s good or bad. From what Li Jiangbai said, the price of this tea seems to be quite expensive, so I won’t waste such a good thing.
"Haha, that's because you don't know how to enjoy it!" Li Jiangbai said with a smile. Li Jiangbai, an old man, has always been very kind. He gets along well with his colleagues and is not stingy. No one in the language group leader would ask anything.
Objection. "Zhao Qiang, I have something to ask you."
"Uh...what's going on?" Looking at Li Jiangbai's look, it probably wasn't a good thing.
"In this midterm exam, Principal Lu asked me to take the Chinese language test with you," Li Jiangbai said with a smile.
"The two of us?" Zhao Qiang looked stunned, oh my god, how can I be so good? I have just been in school for less than half a semester, and I have received such a job. Lu Yubo really doesn't have ordinary trust in him.
!Zhao Qiang smiled awkwardly and said: "I'm still young. I can't do this job. Why don't you let Teacher Gao come!"
Gao Xiang rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Good thing, why don't you think about me?"
Zhao Qiang spread his hands and said, "It mainly depends on me. Nothing good will happen."
"..."
"Haha, this is also Principal Lu's trust in you! Work hard! Starting next week, the two of us will discuss the test questions!" Li Jiangbai said with a smile.
Zhao Qiang nodded reluctantly, "Okay!" Looking at Zhao Qiang, he looked aggrieved, as if he was a young widow who had just been dealt with by the village chief.