Rebirth: Starting from a Trainee Teacher

Chapter 187: A Dilemma

"The first thing to do when school starts is to get your mind back together and not continue to indulge in the laziness of the holidays. I hope everyone will continue the good discipline of the last semester starting with tomorrow morning jogging. High school students should hold their breath until the college entrance examination is over."

During the evening self-study class, Zhou Jing came to the classroom to give students ideological education at the beginning of the school year.

After speaking for a few minutes, Zhou Jing took out the attendance sheet from the book and asked all the students to pass it around and sign it.

"Has Teacher Zhou been promoted to a full-time position?"

"Registered."

Zhou Jing was converted to a regular employee before the winter vacation and was included in the formal establishment. He is now a regular employee.

"When will Mr. Zhou graduate from university?"

"The thesis defense will be on May 20th. If you pass the defense, you will graduate."

"I envy Teacher Zhou so much."

"You are fifteen or sixteen years old and in your prime. Why should you envy people in their twenties?"

If he could choose, Zhou Jing would like to go back to the age of fifteen or sixteen. It would be perfect if he could be reborn in high school.

"I envy Teacher Zhou for his success in both his studies and career!"

"I hope Teacher Zhou will also have a happy love life. I really want to eat Teacher Zhou's wedding candy."

If students want to eat their head teacher’s wedding candy, they may not have the chance, as they may not be assigned to Zhou Jing’s class after the subject division.

"Okay, stop looking around and prepare for tomorrow's class."

After all the students signed the registration list for the start of school, Zhou Jing left the classroom and went to the office. When he passed by Class 3 of Grade 1, he heard Yang Wenwen speaking. Zhou Jing deliberately slowed down his pace to listen more.

Yang Wenwen couldn't help but take a few more glances when she saw a figure outside the classroom out of the corner of her eye.

Back in the office, Zhou Jing turned on his computer and took a moment to open the thesis assignment and proposal report documents.

A college thesis is roughly divided into several steps from start to finish, namely, the assignment, the opening report, the mid-term checklist, the guidance record sheet, the grade evaluation sheet, the defense record sheet, the thesis text and PPT. There are a total of eleven weeks to complete it, which is plenty of time.

There are templates for the proposal report, and you can apply it according to your own topic. Anyway, there is no need to check for plagiarism except the main text. Zhou Jing has already downloaded the literature and papers on similar topics.

“Can you write a proposal report?”

Yang Wenwen came to the office and saw the boy reading a paper. She bent down curiously and went to the computer to take a look.

"No, Teacher Yang, please give me some guidance."

Although there was no one else in the office, Zhou Jing still called Teacher Yang seriously.

"How can I, a literature major, give guidance to mathematics majors? The instructor should have sent you a proposal report template, right?"

Now she felt awkward hearing the boy calling her Teacher Yang Wenwen in private. She held the mouse and clicked on the research proposal template.

"It should be checked for plagiarism. Can it be applied directly?"

Zhou Jing pretended not to understand at all, raised his hand and hooked Yang Wenwen's bangs and said.

"The proposal is not checked for plagiarism, only the main text. The general steps of the proposal are similar. I remember when we were writing papers, our supervisor had a bad temper and yelled at students. How is your supervisor's temper?"

Yang Wenwen said with a bright smile on her face.

"I don't know, I've never dealt with him. My wife smells so good."

Zhou Jing moved close to Yang Wenwen's face and smelled it.

"Don't move."

Yang Wenwen pointed her finger at the boy's forehead and pushed him away.

"Report."

"Enter."

A student came to report. It was Tao Jia, the deputy monitor of Class 1-2. Neither Zhou Jing nor Yang Wenwen panicked.

Tao Jia gave the class property registration form to Zhou Jing and left the office.

"Yushi College has a mathematics department. If you know someone there, you can ask a teacher there if you don't understand something. There must be students with similar topics. I remember who in your class was admitted to the mathematics department of Yushi College."

Yang Wenwen pulled a chair and sat in front of Zhou Jing's desk to read the paper.

"It should be Gao Binkai. We haven't had any contact since graduating from high school."

Zhou Jing had some impression that there were only four or five people in his class who went to college at Yulin College.

"The guidance record is also relatively simple." Yang Wenwen switched to the guidance record form and said, "Just organize the core issues raised by the instructor into a paragraph. How good are you at making PPTs?" "It's OK. I participated in a PPT competition in college, but I didn't win any prizes."

Zhou Jing listened and nodded.

"Don't use too many words in your paper PPT. Try to express it in the form of pictures."

Yang Wenwen was talking while looking at the computer and she felt a hand touching her leg. She folded her legs in annoyance.

Even though his hand was stuck between his thighs, Zhou Jing was not in a hurry to pull it out.

"Not honest yet?"

Yang Wenwen glanced out the window and frowned at the boy.

Zhou Jing withdrew his hand awkwardly, "You are quite scary when you are serious. No wonder CC said you are a tigress."

"You didn't teach her that."

Yang Wenwen bit her lip, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and probably finished reading the sample paper before returning to her desk.

Zhou Jing received an email on QQ mailbox. He asked his roommate to prepare two electronic versions of the project proposals, mid-term checklists, guidance record sheets, etc. from previous seniors and sent them to him.

After class the next night, Zhou Jing walked around the classroom and then returned to his office to write his novel. He was not in a hurry to write his thesis.

Now that Gu Jia has a treadmill to run at home, Zhou Jing no longer has to accompany her to the college. After evening self-study, Zhou Jing can send Yang Wenwen home with peace of mind.

The car stopped outside the residential complex where Yang Wenwen lived. Zhou Jing held Yang Wenwen's hand and asked her to kiss him before getting out of the car.

Yang Wenwen, who had adapted to the situation, was not too shy and kissed the boy on the lips. Zhou Jing hooked her tongue into his mouth, sucked it and was reluctant to separate. The more greedy he was, the more reluctant he was to separate, so Zhou Jing stopped at the right time.

"be careful."

Yang Wenwen also got off the car reluctantly and watched the boy drive away.

After returning to his residence, Zhou Jing rested for a while and started to write a novel. He had been busy all day and had not written a single word. He had to stay up all night. In the next two or three months, he would have to work, write novels, and write papers, so staying up late would be inevitable.

School officially started the next day, Monday. Zhou Jing went to bed at two o'clock and got up at six. At six twenty-five, he went out and rode his bike to school. The road to the school was not far, but there were three intersections, and there was a speed limit in the campus area, so driving was not necessarily faster than riding a bike.

When Zhou Jing arrived at the office, Yang Wenwen was already there.

"Give."

Yang Wenwen took out two warm oranges from her pocket and gave one to the boy.

"Thank Wife."

"No shouting allowed in school."

"Okay, okay, Teacher Yang."

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Yang Wenwen looked back, then reached out and gently pinched the boy.

The two ate oranges and went to the playground.

On the first day of school, the first and second year high school students were obviously a little lazy. Many students arrived early in the third year high school gathering area on the playground, while there were only a few students in each class in the first and second year high school area.

Zhou Jing didn't pay much attention to which students were late. After a relaxing winter vacation, he still needed a week to adapt.

In the Grade 1, Class 3 area, Yang Wenwen, wearing a sports jacket, crossed her arms and glanced at Grade 1, Class 2 from time to time.

"Good morning, Teacher Zhou. Gao Chanyu has a stomachache and can't run."

Feng Yuhua came to Zhou Jing to ask for leave for her best friend.

"understood."

Zhou Jing nodded and asked the girl, who looked a little thin in her school uniform without any winter clothes, if she was cold.

Feng Yuhua shook his head and said he wasn't cold. In fact, he was a little cold, but this helped him to stay awake.

When the time came, the morning exercise started on time. The head teacher followed in the inner circle. After the exercise, Zhou Jing stayed behind to talk to the students in the class about the laziness.

"I won't say anything about being late in the first week. Everyone should adjust as soon as possible and we will handle it according to the class rules starting next week."

Zhou Jing didn't say much. He simply emphasized a few words and then dismissed the class. The head teachers of other classes were all lecturing, but Zhou Jing seemed too unique because he didn't say a word.

On Monday, the first week of school, the teachers didn't have to hold a morning meeting. Zhou Jing went to have breakfast and arrived at the staff cafeteria at the same time as Yang Wenwen. Gu Jia had just got her meal and smiled at Zhou Jing before finding a seat to sit down. Zhou Jing certainly couldn't deliberately avoid Gu Jia, so he bought two buns and a bowl of porridge and sat at Gu Jia's table. As expected, Yang Wenwen also came to this table.

Sandwiched between Yang Wenwen and Gu Jia, Zhou Jing didn't dare to look at anyone for a moment and experienced what it meant to be caught in a dilemma.

(End of this chapter)