I saw Mr. Ren outside the door, wearing a gray robe and holding a stack of books in his hands.
Mr. Ren, whose surname is Luo and whose first name is Wenguang, has been teaching at Peking No. 4 Middle School for more than ten years. His main subject is arithmetic and he teaches Chinese as an associate. He is a knowledgeable and extremely strict teacher.
Mr. Grade Ren is the head teacher. This originates from the provisions of the Qing Dynasty's "Regulations for Elementary Schools" - "Each grade shall have one undergraduate full-time teacher". In 1932, the Ministry of Education of the National Government implemented the "school-grade appointment system", and the full teacher
It was changed to grade-level teachers. In the New China era, grade-level teachers evolved into head teachers.
As soon as they heard the sound, Yu Hua and Zhou Yuan immediately sat upright and put down their things. There was silence in the classroom. The whole class held their heads high and kept quiet.
Mr. Luo Wenguang, who was wearing round glasses, walked into the classroom and walked up to the podium under the gaze of everyone.
"stand up."
Seeing this, the student monitor immediately shouted.
In an instant, all the students in Class 1 of Science stood up and stood upright, facing Mr. Ren on the podium.
"Respect the teacher."
The monitor's voice came out again.
"Hello, sir."
Immediately afterwards, all the students bowed to Mr. Ren and verbally greeted him to show their respect.
"Hello, everyone." Mr. Luo Wenguang smiled and looked around, looking at the familiar faces he had not seen for several days. He felt cordial in his heart. Fortunately, there were many of them, with a warm smile on his face and the hand in his hand.
The lesson plans and textbooks are placed on the desk.
After the teacher salute, all the students sat down and all their eyes were focused on Mr. Ren.
"After nine days away, I am very happy to see you all again on the podium. I wonder if you can complete your holiday homework after returning home for reunion?" Mr. Luo Wenguang, the senior class teacher, greeted everyone first and then started to care about the holiday homework.
Holiday homework?
Below the classroom, Yu Hua, who was sitting upright, suddenly realized something like waking up from a dream. His eyes widened, he actually forgot his holiday homework?!
I actually forgot about this.
Looking around from the corner of his eye, he saw that everyone looked calm and had natural faces, as if they had clearly completed their holiday homework.
"Sir, I think everyone has completed their holiday homework. Do you need students to collect and submit it?" At this time, class monitor Li Fan, who was sitting at the third position of the long table on the right side of the first row, stood up, bowed and asked.
"But... Yu Sheng, what's wrong with you?" Luo Wenguang heard the words of class monitor Li Fan and was about to nod in agreement. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw something strange about Yu Hua in the middle of the classroom and asked aloud.
"Mr. Hui, Hua forgot his holiday homework and hasn't finished it yet." Yu Hua stood up bravely, bowed and reported truthfully.
Hearing Yu Hua's answer, Mr. Luo Wenguang looked slightly ugly and said seriously: "For the rest of my life, I have repeatedly stressed my holiday homework, why did I forget it? Did you know that I will graduate in May, and at such an important moment, I forgot to complete my holiday homework?
How can I be worthy of my parents’ painstaking efforts?”
"Mr. Hui, Hua is just having fun during the holidays and is willing to be punished." Yu Hua bowed his head respectfully and did not tell the real reason. He just attributed the responsibility to himself and was willing to be punished.
If you are wrong, you are wrong. There is no need for quibbles or excuses.
It's just that I was beaten on the first day of school, which was a little helpless.
Who is to blame?
You have no one to blame but yourself.
Mr. Luo Wenguang, the senior teacher, picked up the ruler placed above the lecture table. Under the gaze of all the students, he walked down the passage and stood in front of Yu Hua: "Spread your right hand."
This is to punish.
All the students held their breath, and some timid students didn't even dare to look, so they had to cover their eyes.
Yu Hua looked at the serious Luo Wenguang in front of him. Without hesitation, he stretched out his right hand and exposed his palm.
"Pa!" The bamboo ruler fell high, but then tapped lightly on the palm of his hand. The sound was crisp and loud, but the force was not strong. Yu Hua's palm was slightly red, but there was no pain.
Feeling the force coming from the palm of his hand, Yu Hua, who thought it would be very painful, was stunned. He raised his head and glanced at Luo Wenguang, who had a serious face, as if he understood something.
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
Immediately afterwards, I hit her twice more with the bamboo ruler. I saw only redness but still no pain.
"For the rest of my life, sir, I don't want to hurt you, but you have made a bad mistake and must be punished. You will be punished to complete your holiday homework before three o'clock tomorrow afternoon. Would you like that?" After the punishment, Luo Wenguang held the ruler in his hand and looked at Yu Hua in front of him.
, the right way.
The voice was solemn and solemn.
Corporal punishment of students cannot truly build prestige. Luo Wenguang, who is a teacher in the first class of science class, does not like the teachers in the literature class who beat students harshly. He prefers to use admonishment and other methods.
Yu Hua took a deep breath, respect emerged from his heart, and nodded seriously: "Thank you, Mr. Hua, and I will submit the assignment before three o'clock tomorrow afternoon."
The holiday homework consists of seven subjects. According to the amount of homework, it takes a normal student about three days to complete it, provided that it is done every day. The most time-consuming subject is arithmetic taught by Mr. Ren.
It was not particularly difficult for Yu Hua to finish it one day ahead of schedule.
"For the rest of your life, and for the rest of your lives, don't blame Sir for being harsh. Rather, Sir wants to tell you that the reason why you can study safely in school now is because those anti-Japanese soldiers fought bloody hard for you."
Looking at Yu Hua's Chen Chen expression, Luo Wenguang nodded with satisfaction, glanced at Yu Yuan, looked at the focused students around him, and said slowly: "At this time of national crisis, as the pillars of the country, you must not
You are wasting time, and you must not neglect your studies. When you jump over the dragon gate and complete your studies, it will be time to serve the country. Remember, you are the hope of giving North China a quiet desk again, so you must not slack off!"
student!
In this era, these high school students who have received complete secondary education are the real pillars of the country. If they waste time and neglect their studies, how can they be worthy of those soldiers who died on the battlefield?
Luo Wenguang never wants to see this scene, and students must not slack off in their studies.
After these words came out, the classroom became extremely quiet.
Mr. Luo Wenguang's voice echoed in the ears of all the students, and could not be dispersed for a long time. The words, "You students are the hope for a quiet desk in North China again", pierced through the students like a sharp knife.
The chest is raw, causing the hot blood to flow out, making people suffocate, and making the blood boil.
"Thank you for your teaching."
After three seconds, at this moment, all the students stood up and bowed to Mr. Luo Wenguang in the center of the classroom. The same was true for Yu Hua. He had never seen a noble person before, nor did he believe that a noble person existed, but this time
This will not prevent me from respecting the noble and wise Mr. Luo Wenguang at this moment.
After some instruction, Yu Hua gained a new understanding of the teachers of this era.