Rebirth: Starting from a Trainee Teacher

Chapter 58 Yang Guifei

Gu Jia sent Zhou Jing seven big red pomegranates, and even if he ate one every day, he would still not be able to finish them in a short time.

After returning to the dormitory, Zhou Jing wondered whether he should give two to others. There was no suitable person around. If he gave them to Yang Wenwen, Gu Jia might not be happy if she knew about it. It would be better to keep them for himself and eat them slowly. After all, they can be stored.

Zhou Jing cut one open with a fruit knife, revealing red fruit pieces inside. Zhou Jing carefully broke off a piece and ate it.

While eating the delicious pomegranate, Zhou Jing couldn't help but wonder if Gu Jia had any feelings for him?
Zhou Jing recalled the time since he returned to school and met Gu Jia. Inviting Zhou Jing to dinner and sending him pomegranates were normal interpersonal interactions. Apart from that, the two had no other interactions, and Gu Jia never expressed any emotions.

I was overthinking it, Zhou Jing no longer made narcissistic guesses.

After returning to the dormitory, Gu Jia sat down on the bed with her butt spread out, feeling very distressed.

In the past few days, Gu Jia has carefully considered all the resources in her friend list and recalled the interactions with them. There is not a single one that can satisfy her. Whenever she thinks about what kind of man is a good man, Zhou Jing always appears in her mind. This guy almost meets all her imaginations of a good man.

He is handsome and cultured, speaks well and has a sense of humor, and can handle both housework and housework.
At least for now, Gu Jia didn't find anything that she disliked in the boy.

"Ah! God, please give me a man like Zhou Jing!"

Gu Jia looked up at the ceiling with her hands clasped together and prayed.

After staying in the dormitory until the second night class, Zhou Jing went to check the classroom. When he arrived outside the classroom, Zhou Jing did not go in directly, but glanced through the window. Although he did not like to observe students secretly, in order to plant the impression in the students' minds that the head teacher was "always there", Zhou Jing chose to go against his own wishes.

Some students are not so well-behaved during weekend evening self-study, and there are obviously more students who are absent-minded than on weekdays.

Zhou Jing didn't know what to do when he found out that the students were slacking off. After thinking about it, he decided to just forget it and confiscate the magazines and mobile phones. Most of the students were reading seriously anyway, so he didn't want to cause trouble for them or himself during the weekend.

Zhou Jing remembered what Yang Wenwen said some time ago: If the water is too clear, there will be no fish; if the person is too strict, there will be no followers.

The teacher can only convince himself not to demand perfection. If he adopts the attitude of "not tolerating any grain of sand in the eyes", it will easily cause depression to the students and the teacher will easily suffer internal injuries from anger. Zhou Jing does not want to age too quickly.

Zhou Jing walked into the classroom as if nothing had happened, and walked around the corridor looking around.

"Where's the book?"

Walking up to Gao Liyun, Zhou Jing paused and stretched out his hand.

The girl lowered her head and obediently took out a copy of "Friends" from the table.

Seeing this, some students became nervous.

Zhou Jing walked up to Li Bo and stopped, saying, "Put your phone in the cabinet. There are three people looking at their phones. I saw them all. Put it in the cabinet yourself."

He Zhibin and other boys were quite self-aware and did not need to be named by the class teacher.

"What about you?"

Zhou Jing looked at Zheng Mengyuan who was pretending to read seriously and said.

The girl stopped struggling and did as she was told.

"It's only the second week and you're already so undisciplined. Other teachers are right. We can't rely on students' self-discipline. If I find you playing with your phone in class again, I won't ask you to put it in the locker outside the classroom. I'll lock it in my office and return it to you during the holidays. If your family has money and thinks it doesn't matter, it depends on whether you change your phone faster or I collect it faster."

Zhou Jing is calm and won't get angry as long as the students don't talk back.

The student who had not put his cell phone in the cabinet and had not played with it just now was secretly glad that he should not rely on luck in the future.

"Teacher Zhou, please explain this question."

A girl pointed at the questions in the reference book when Zhou Jing passed by.

Zhou Jing took a look and found that it was from the review materials that the class had bought. Zhou Jing wrote down the question and wrote it on the blackboard, saying, "Everyone, take a look at this question. If you are not clear about it, you don't have a good grasp of the transformation of inequalities. I will explain the inequality again. If you are not clear, listen carefully."

There was a rustling sound of flipping pages under the podium.

Before explaining the problem, Zhou Jing first reviewed all the knowledge about inequalities, which was equivalent to teaching the lesson on inequalities again, and then explained the problem at the end. This made it easier for students to understand, which was considered as special training for the class.

"Is there anything you don't understand about this?"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Jing asked. "I understand."

The students nodded to show that they understood.

There are bound to be some things that the fifty-six students don’t understand. If they don’t understand and don’t ask, there is nothing the teacher can do. The teacher can’t always stare at every student and ask if they understand. Learning depends on student initiative.

Zhou Jing dropped the chalk and walked out the door. Yang Wenwen was pacing back and forth not far away outside, probably watching him give a lecture.

It was too troublesome to open the students' mobile phone cabinets after school at noon, afternoon and evening, so Zhou Jing made two keys and gave them to the head monitor Cao Xiaoxiao and the deputy monitor Tao Jia respectively. Other class teachers did the same.

Otherwise, it would be inconvenient if something unexpected happens.

The class monitor had the key to the locker, so Zhou Jing didn't have to go to the classroom after the second evening self-study get out of class.

“Math class is still interesting.”

In the office, Yang Wenwen said with a smile.

Zhou Jing stretched out on the chair and said, "Actually, although I didn't do well in the Chinese test, I like Chinese class the most."

"why?"

Yang Wenwen thought, maybe it was because she was the Chinese teacher!

"Chinese is easy. Whether you listen in class or not, or study after class, you won't do too badly on the exam."

Zhou Jing directly expressed his biggest feeling about learning Chinese.

Yang Wenwen didn't know what to say. "It's not easy to do poorly on the Chinese test, and it's not easy to do well on the test either."

However, Yang Wenwen herself knew very well that this was the feeling of many students, including herself.

This is the advantage of mother tongue.

"How much did Teacher Yang score in Chinese in the college entrance examination?"

Zhou Jing suddenly became very curious.

"forget."

Yang Wenwen answered very straightforwardly that she was embarrassed to say it. She teased Zhou Jing for his poor Chinese. In fact, her college entrance examination results were also average. After all, her university Yanda was only a second-tier university, and her Chinese score was less than 120.

"Teacher Yang, did you forget or are you too embarrassed to tell me? You didn't score higher than me, did you?"

Yang Wenwen is not a good liar. She doesn't even pretend when she lies.

"It's definitely higher than you."

Yang Wenwen hummed softly.

She is quite cute when she is arrogant. Zhou Jing was touched by Yang Wenwen's rare girlish cuteness. He opened QQ and clicked into Yang Wenwen's space to check the album. There was a photo album called "My Past Self" which required answering questions before access. Zhou Jing had opened it before and had applied for access a long time ago and Yang Wenwen agreed.

There are more than a dozen photos of Yang Wenwen in this album, which were taken with a mobile phone camera.

Because of the pixel problem of the mobile phone, the photos look very old.

The background of the youngest photo is the gate of XXXX Middle School. In the photo, Yang Wenwen has a ponytail with neat bangs hanging between her eyebrows. She wears a pink short-sleeved top and denim shorts that are longer than her knees, revealing half of her white calves. Her right hand is making a scissors gesture by her ear, and she has a romantic smile on her face, looking young and pure.

Since she is dressed the same as in another graduation photo, it must be a photo taken when Yang Wenwen graduated from high school.

Eighteen-year-old Yang Wenwen is a great beauty without any makeup or dressing up. No wonder people often leave messages calling her Yang Guifei on Yang Wenwen's message board. I wonder how many boys' white moonlight Yang Wenwen was when she was a girl.

"It is more appropriate to describe Teacher Yang as Yang Guifei now than in this photo."

"You mean I'm fat now?"

(End of this chapter)