"I have nothing to do when I go back. It's warm here." Fu Xiaotang blushed and said to Fang Jing: "Teacher Fang, I am the study committee member of Class 3, and I am the monitor of your class."
"Really?" Fang Jing didn't expect to meet his student when he arrived, and subconsciously extended his hand, "Hello, thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard, it's not hard. Teacher, you don't know that our classmates have been waiting for you to come to class for more than half a year. This time we finally see you in person. You look even more handsome than on TV."
"Don't stand, sit down wherever you want. I'll get you a glass of water. By the way, do you want tea or..."
"Fu, Xiao, Tang!"
"Leave now!"
The hot water was handed to Fang Jing's hand. The girl turned her head three times with each step. When she reached the door, she took a longing look. When she saw the teacher's murderous gaze, she shrank her neck, stuck out her tongue playfully and left.
Fang Jing laughed and said to Yue Jing: "Students are very lively now. I used to be very afraid of teachers."
"It's funny." She pushed her hair behind her ears, Yue Jing put her hands on her legs and said with a smile: "My name is Yue Jing. I am twenty-four years old. I teach classical instruments to Fu Xiaotang and his class."
"Really? What does Teacher Yue teach?"
"Xiao, flute!"
"This is good!"
Seeing Fang Jing nod slightly, Yue Jing didn't know whether he was talking about the flute or the flute.
Both of them were a little reserved, chatting from time to time. After a while, Fang Jing couldn't find a topic and kept lowering his head to drink water.
"Teacher Fang, are you married?"
"Pfft! Cough cough cough!"
Quickly waving her hands, Yue Jing blushed and said, "I don't mean anything else. I just saw a rumor on Weibo a few days ago that you are getting married, and I was curious to ask."
Fang Jing was startled and wiped his mouth, "That was my friend's wedding, and I was the best man."
There was a chirping sound at the door of the office, and several girls walked back and forth with mobile phones in their hands, looking inside from time to time.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, they became more and more bold, and each of them stretched their heads to the door and stared at Fang Jing.
"What are you doing here? Have nothing to do?" With a loud roar, the students ran away in a hurry.
Standing 1.85 meters tall, the grumpy Gao Chao came in from outside with a sullen face. When he saw Fang Jing, he was startled and felt that he looked familiar. After a few seconds, he remembered, wasn't this Fang Jing in name? He suddenly sneered in his heart.
Comparing people to each other is really annoying. Some people don't come to class and get paid, but they are punished for being late for even a few minutes. The key is that this guy is having a lively chat with his goddess, which is unbearable.
Isn't the entertainment industry enough for him? Why are you here to cause trouble?
"Teacher Fang, please step aside and I'll get a document."
"Sorry." Fang Jing stood up. It seemed that he had taken another teacher's seat.
"It's okay, just talk!"
As soon as Fang Jing got up, Gao Chao sat down and started reading a document without raising his head.
"Teacher Fang, sit here with me. I have a seat here." Yue Jing pulled up a new chair.
"Teacher Yue, the students in your class have been a little naughty recently. Several of them got into fights and even jumped over the wall to go online."
Yue Jing: "It's useless for you to talk to me. When Lao Xu comes, you can talk to him. If you need to write a review, write a review. If you need to deduct credits, then deduct credits."
"Lao Xu didn't come, so I can only tell you that you have a good relationship with the students. If you have nothing to do, tell them. Don't cause trouble when you graduate. It's not easy for parents to make money. You should study hard when you are here."
"The age of seventeen or eighteen is the time when adolescence is active. You are a physical education teacher. If you use up all their energy during physical education class, they will be fine. Don't get sick every day. See how boring these children will be."
Gao Chao smiled: "I also want to teach them physical education, but you usually ask me for lessons one by one. What can I do? Xiaoyue, I remember that you ask for the most lessons, and my salary is not much for you."
"Isn't the course stressful? Otherwise, I don't want to delay the students' physical exercise. Hey, Teacher Fang, please sit down and don't stand."
"It's okay!" He raised his hand to look at his watch. Seeing that it was not long before two o'clock, Fang Jing said, "I'm going to get familiar with the classroom first. You guys can chat."
Gao Chao waved his hand and said with a grin: "Slow down."
After coming out of the office, Fang Jing followed the classroom given by the director.
Although the area of the Lihai Music High School is not as large as that of a regular university, it is larger than an average high school. It has cafeterias and dormitories, football fields and basketball courts, gymnasiums, libraries, and small lakes and rockeries.
There are two teaching buildings, right next to each other in a zigzag shape, with Western music on one side and classical music on the other. The class Fang Jing is looking for is in the large classroom on the fourth floor.
A group of students followed behind him, taking pictures with their mobile phones. They just came down the stairs and bumped into Fu Xiaotang.
"Teacher Fang, are you going to class? I'll show you the way, and I'll go too."
"Thank you, sorry for bothering you."
His eyes lit up, and one student said, "By the way, didn't I sign up for the history of ancient music before? Look at my memory, Teacher Fang, wait for me, let's go together."
"And me, I also want to study ancient music history."
"Yes, yes, everyone should go together. My roommate asked me to help her answer the question. You can't keep your word."
"Hey, Sissy, you can continue to sleep. I'll help you with today's ancient music. You're welcome. It's what students should do."
There were dozens of people behind Fang Jing, and a group of people walked towards the classroom in a mighty manner.
Fang Jing came to class, and the news spread like wildfire. Fearing that they would not be able to get a seat, some people rushed to the classroom in advance.
At two o'clock, the two hundred people in the large classroom were full, and there were people standing in the middle aisle, and outside the windows were people taking pictures with their mobile phones.
Fang Jing looked at Fu Xiaotang: "Are there so many people? Where's the roll call?"
He remembered that the director said there were more than fifty. Now it seems that students from several nearby classes are here. Also, why are Yue Jing and other teachers joining in the fun?
Although she didn't look back, Fu Xiaotang could feel hundreds of threatening eyes focused on her from behind, including teachers.
Putting down the roll call book in the desk box, Fu Xiaotang said, "Teacher, I forgot to bring the roll call book."
"It's okay, just forget it." After swallowing, Fang Jing picked up the book and flipped through it, "Where did you teach me?"
"There was no teaching, it was always self-study."
Fang Jing was in name only, so he was destined not to come to school often, and the school didn't expect him to come to class every day, so the courses he prepared were irrelevant.
When I didn't come here before, the students studied by themselves, played when they needed to play, slept when they needed to, and some didn't come at all.
"Okay, let's start from the beginning, the birth of Chinese classical musical instruments..."
"Teacher, you haven't introduced yourself yet?"
"Yes, sorry." With a cold sweat on his head, Fang Jing picked up the chalk and wrote his name on the blackboard, "I am your classical history teacher, my name is Fang Jing."
Being a teacher for the first time in his life, Fang Jing was nervous, especially since there were several teachers sitting in the audience. The method of teaching Fang Hui at home would definitely not work, otherwise the principal would have to ask him to leave tomorrow.
"How about I perform a talent show for everyone?"
"Okay!!!" The unified voice was overwhelming. Many people stood behind the female classmates and quietly took out their mobile phones, preparing to take secret photos of Fang Jing.
Fang Jing smiled when he saw a guzheng next to the podium, just in time to practice his skills.
"Teacher, I'll give you the nails!"
Fu Xiaotang volunteered and gave his nails to Fang Jing.