tenth year of teaching

Chapter 154 Balance
Principal Zhang didn't know where to study, so he brought back a book "From BJ No. [-] Middle School to Peking University and Tsinghua University".

All the class teachers had a copy in their hands, and everyone just kept it on the table, and few people took a serious look at it.It's a million miles away from BJ No. [-] Middle School, so what's the use of looking at it?Principals often do this. When they go out to study, they will inevitably bring back a book. After studying for a while, they will forget it.

I flipped through it during lunch in early summer and found many students telling their own stories, especially their learning methods.After looking at it carefully again, I feel that it is still very practical.For example, when formulating the study schedule, she thought about the relatively high work pressure in the three years after graduation. She would add a meal in the evening after every busy day, and eat snacks with Lao Zhang.I gained over 30 kilograms in three years and became breathless even when I went upstairs.

The plan I made for myself in early summer was to get up at 5:30 every morning, run and exercise in the park along the river outside the community, and eat less.Doctor Zheng gave her another folk remedy: soak lotus leaves and hawthorn in water.After drinking for several months, eating less and exercising more, I have basically returned to my previous weight.

Take yourself as an example, planning is still very important.So every morning I would take my book to the class and give a short lecture every day, from how to take notes, to how to sort out wrong questions, to how to make plans, etc.Ma Xiaoming quenched his thirst after listening to it. He asked Chu Xia to borrow another book from the library and flipped through it when he had time.

For Chu Xia, Ma Xiaoming was a surprise in her fourth year of work.This boy has strong self-control, knows when to do what, has clear goals, and never wastes time.The home visit at the beginning of the school year also showed that although the parents’ education level is not high and their family background is average, the atmosphere in the whole family is very good.

Therefore, he has also become the focus of attention in early summer. It is said that teachers like those who study well.In early summer, I would like to say something from my heart. Most students who study well are polite and sensible, have good study habits, and do not need teachers to worry too much about managing discipline.You only need to teach knowledge and guide learning methods in a timely manner.What teacher doesn't like students who worry less?What parent doesn’t like trouble-free children?While complaining about the teacher's favoritism and not working hard, I only feel bitter. How can I get the favor of others?

On this day, Ma Xiaoming finished running on the playground early in the morning, had breakfast and memorized some books on the playground.Seeing that the time is almost up, I enter the class and prepare to do the essay questions.As soon as I sat down, I noticed that a corner of a page had popped out from the middle of the book "From BJ No. [-] Middle School to Peking University and Tsinghua University" that had been placed beside the table.He opened it and pulled out a piece of letter paper with yellow background and pink flowers.

"Ma Xiaoming, do you have a girlfriend?
I'm Li Yu. If you don't have a girlfriend, can you consider me?I like you very much, really really.I love you, think about me.

You are the first person I like and I really hope to be your girlfriend. "

Ma Xiaoming was a little confused. This was the first time he received a love letter from a girl.The key point is that it is too straightforward. Of course I am not the Tang Monk that my classmates say.It's just that my single-minded desire to go to college is far higher than other temptations. I also liked a girl in junior high school when it came to matters of men and women.

But I was still very shy at that time. When I took the initiative to talk to a girl, I opened my mouth before I could say a word.The girl threw it away in disgust, but did not forget to leave a sentence: "Ma Xiaoming, your teeth are too ugly, aren't they? You should brush your teeth."

Ma Xiaoming's mother made pancakes, so Ma Xiaoming has been eating pancakes and various pancakes since he was a child.In addition, his parents are very busy and it is difficult to have time to take care of him. He has not had the habit of brushing his teeth since he was a child, and a mouthful of tetracycline cannot help.

Then my mother suffered a fracture and my grandmother became seriously ill and was hospitalized.Ma Xiaoming also stopped thinking about it, and he didn't feel inferior.However, there are more good habits of brushing teeth in the morning and evening, but it is not so easy to adjust after a mouthful of teeth.

He casually folded the love letter and kept it in the desk. After a busy day, he finished his evening study.Seeing that there were not many people in the classroom, he walked to Li Yu and left the letter on her table.

Li Yu was a little surprised that Ma Xiaoming took the initiative to talk to him.But before he could say anything, a letter fell on the table.

"I don't have time now, and I don't want to think about these things. You can take this letter back." After saying that, Ma Xiaoming returned to his seat and continued to do his homework.

Li Yu was surprised, so he opened it and took a look.Her face turned red all of a sudden. How could she write such a love letter if she was so arrogant?What made her so ashamed and angry was not the confession, but the content of the love letter, which had no literary talent at all.

She fiercely collected the page, stood up and walked to Ma Xiaoming. "I didn't write this. If you let me know who is playing a prank, I will skin her." Of course, the second half of the sentence is for others to hear.

Ma Xiaoming was noncommittal. Anyway, he had said what he needed to say. Who wrote it had nothing to do with him.He simply said "Oh" and continued to work on the questions.

Li Yu was so angry that she tore the love letter into pieces, growled, grabbed her schoolbag and went home.Zhao Chen was dumbfounded. Li Yu usually looked like a lady to everyone, but he had never seen her look like such a shrew.I thought to myself that all women in this world are probably made from the same mold, and the mother's fetus cannot be separated from the tigress.

Jia Mingming saw all this, pursed his lips and snickered.Since you disturbed my Zhao Chen, I also let your Ma Xiaoming see and eat, hum.

A girl's mind is full of twists and turns, and no one can guess it.However, Li Yu and Jia Mingming were evenly matched, and no one could beat the other.At this point, Li Yu lost two games to Jia Mingming.She was very unwilling, so she racked her brains to get back a fight.

She was asked to find another opportunity. It was physical education class again. Jia Mingming caught up with her menstrual period and asked for leave from the teacher to go back to class to rest.Before evening self-study, Li Yu winked at Su Qing.Su Qing pretended to be panicked and said: "Oh, my pencil case is missing. There is a Picasso that my dad brought me in it."

Everyone around her stood up to help her find it. Jia Mingming asked her deskmate: "What's Picasso?"

"I don't know." My deskmate shook his head.

At this moment, Su Qing came over angrily: "Jia Mingming, my pencil case is still there at noon. You are the only one in the afternoon physical education class. Everyone else is there at other times. Please tell me where the pencil case is. There is a Picasso in there that my dad brought to me when he went abroad." She was very anxious with red eyes.

Jia Mingming stood up in a panic, "Don't talk nonsense, I haven't moved anything."

"Who else could it be if it wasn't you? You are the only one who has time alone in class." Su Qing was so anxious that she almost cried.

Jia Mingming blushed and shouted: "What the hell, I don't even know what your pickup truck is, why should you say it was me? Let's ask the teacher to comment."

Su Qing suddenly burst into laughter, looked confused at Jia Mingming, cleared her throat and said, "Sorry, it's not a pickup truck, it's Picasso, one of the top ten pen brands in the world. It's old-fashioned."

Jia Mingming's neck was so red that she wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.To her, being old-fashioned is more hateful than accusing her of stealing.

In the distance, Li Yu pursed her lips and smiled softly. Dirt is dirt, and at some point this will be a hurdle that she can't get over.

(End of this chapter)