tiger teacher

On the way to Class 29, Director Xu, the dean of teaching affairs, kept imagining that Wang Jian's arm or leg would be broken when he was duel with Huang Weilong.After all, Huang Weilong's combat prowess is well known in this school. Generally, those who are brave and like to fight will not provoke Huang Weilong if they provoke anyone, but today Wang Jian dared to fight him one-on-one?

Suicide!And no matter how injured he was, I could use the name of fighting to persuade this ignorant guy to get out of here in a flashy manner.

'but!If he begs me on his knees, should I consider giving him a chance?Hahaha……'

Thinking of Wang Jian's miserable state, Director Xu became more and more excited when he thought about it. He who was originally exasperated by Wang Jian's immorality hummed a song as he walked. The peacock turned into a lowly dirt dog.

Coming to the old building wheezing and panting, Director Xu raised his head and straightened his clothes, and then pushed open the door of Class 29 with his leadership steps.

After opening the door, he froze.Because the reality directly smashed his long-awaited fantasy into powder——Wang Jian didn’t break his arms and legs, but stood on the podium and spittled to the students about the origin of the word “childhood sweetheart” .

"Teacher Wang, come here."

Director Xu's face darkened immediately, and he stood at the door with his hands behind his back, calling Wang Jian with a condescending attitude.

"No time."

This is the answer Wang Jian gave him, clean and neat.Not only that, Wang Jian's tone was full of impatience and disgust, and his eyes were very sharp, as if he didn't regard Director Xu as a cadre.

"Teacher Wang! Don't go too far!"

Wang Jian slammed the book in his hand on the podium, made a loud impact, and turned around abruptly: "Do you have a limit? Do you know what respect is? Are you in a daze when you are an official? Do you know that in the classroom? Who is the biggest in class? Is there something I can’t talk about after class? I’ll go to the Board of Education to complain to you when I’m free.”

Director Xu was very nervous at that time. He has been a teacher for 30 years and has been a director for more than ten years.It's the first time I really saw such a strange thing as Wang Jian. You must know that when he was still a novice, if the leader called, let alone in class, he had to crawl to see the leader even if he was shitting.

But Wang Jian... Not only does this guy not want to see his immediate boss, he also threatens and insults him plausibly, and what he said makes people unable to lose his temper at him. Losing his temper is equivalent to saying the tacit slander of Wang Jian. It's a trap...

"Teacher Wong."

Director Xu's face turned pale, he walked into the classroom slowly, glanced at the students who wanted to laugh but were holding back their laughter from the corner of his eyes, his mood was messed up, but he looked at the serious and serious student on the stage. Wang Jian suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in the face of **.

"Just now I received a complaint that there was a physical conflict between you and the students, and you openly ordered the students to write love letters. I am here to investigate now. If it is true, I don't think you will be the biggest person in the classroom in the future."

After he finished speaking, Wang Jian hadn't made a sound yet. The group of "bad students" in the audience booed neatly in a tacit understanding. The boos seemed to be directed at Director Xu, with a clear purpose of driving him out. .

"Physical conflict?" Wang Jian took out a cigarette from his pocket, sat down on a chair, and lit it leisurely: "How is it possible? Who did I conflict with?"

"You actually smoke in class!"

When Wang Jian heard this, he felt a little embarrassed, and put the cigarette back resentfully: "I just took it out to smell it."

The students immediately roared with laughter.Who doesn't know that Wang Jian, a rascal, often smokes in class. He can't get away with at least three cigarettes in four classes a morning.What's even more outrageous is that not only did he smoke in class, but he also smoked student cigarettes. The pack of cigarettes he was wearing now was forcibly extorted from that Tang Jun who just came to class today.

"Let me repeat, I didn't fight with anyone." Wang Jian bent down and looked into the eyes of the academic director seriously: "There must be evidence for slandering me."

"Huang Weilong!" The director yelled, "Stand up."

Huang Weilong, who was beaten dirty by Wang Jian in the corner, slowly stood up like a tower, his face was covered with dust, and he looked ridiculous.

"Why is it so dirty?" The director knew what was going on at a glance, so he asked knowingly, "I heard that you had a fight with your teacher Wang this morning?"

"Fart, who the hell said that, I'll kill him?"

Wang Jian rolled his eyes: "Who told you to spray dung? Is this the attitude you can have?"

Huang Weilong lowered his head, and his tone instantly changed from a hungry wolf to a sheep: "Reporting director, there is no such thing."

Director Xu froze on the spot. No need to repeat too much about who Huang Weilong is. He ran to the door of the director's house with gasoline and squatted.Such a reckless man has actually given in to Wang Jian now...

Now that Huang Weilong doesn't admit it, and Wang Jian doesn't admit it, it's basically impossible to use it as evidence to convict him. Even though the director is so angry that his hands are clenched into fists and his body is trembling, there is not much to do with this class of rogues. Got another question:

"And you asked the students to write love letters? You have seriously violated the school rules. If you can't give me a reasonable explanation, I will directly appeal to the Education Committee and disqualify you from being a teacher."

Wang Jian tilted his head to one side and sighed deeply: "I am a Chinese teacher."

"That's not an explanation."

"What is Chinese? Chinese is not to teach a person how many words to recognize, not to force a person to memorize how many poems. It is enough to learn these things in elementary school. The real Chinese is to let people feel the emotions and atmosphere in the words through the superficial words. , and love is a very important part of this emotion. It is the true meaning of language to let people use words and language to express their inner feelings and express their love for others. Everyone has experienced or I am going through the age of sixteen or seventeen. At this time, the love is pure and hazy. If you record this clean and simple in words, you can take it out to see this clean and simple after a few years when the green onion decays. Emotion, don’t you think it’s a beautiful thing?”

Wang Jian danced and said a lot of things that were extremely disproportionate to his fierce and ruffian appearance. It seemed that he was speaking for the director, but most of them were for the students in the audience.

Of course, the director was also young. Under Wang Jian's soothing and powerful rhythm, the scenery in front of him gradually blurred, and he suddenly seemed to return to the summer 30 years ago.Back then, he was sitting in the middle of the classroom, wearing a neat white shirt, his teacher was creaking something on the blackboard, and he was also holding a pen that his father gave him, but the pen was blank, and The reason why the pen is blank is precisely because his eyes are filled by the girl in front of him with ponytails and a white shirt.

He still clearly remembers that at that time, she seemed to occupy not only his simple eyes at that time, but also his heart.Even though time flies by for 30 years, now that I occasionally think about it, I find that her shadow never seems to go far...

"Director? Do you think so?"

Wang Jian's call pulled him back from the memories of his youth. At this moment, the director who was always strict and harsh showed an inexplicable vicissitudes, but after he sighed, his eyes became strict again: " Teacher Wang, no matter what, what you do is against the school rules."

Wang Jian shook his head: "If I had to choose between my nature and school rules, I would definitely choose my nature. I can't violate people's most basic need for love just because of school rules."

All of a sudden, the audience applauded thunderously, and everyone stood up and applauded Wang Jian's neither humble nor overbearing speech.

When the director saw this scene, he was somewhat embarrassed to come down from the stage. His face changed for a while, but he finally calmed down, staring hard at Wang Jian's eyes: "Mr. Wang, you are a new teacher, I have been giving you a lot Chance, I don't want to see you do something stupid. If there is a next time, I won't just let it go."

"then you……"

Wang Jiang just wanted to talk to the director, but suddenly found that Dawei was standing outside the window and slammed his eyes at him, which made Wang Jian cough suddenly in the middle: "That still needs your supervision."

The director saw that there was a step down, so he stopped tossing. After all, Wang Jian is too good at hiding. His anti-reconnaissance technology is absolutely top-notch, and all kinds of sophistry. , if you force it, it will make everyone look ugly.

After the director left, the students cheered loudly, and at this moment a petite girl in the class suddenly stood up and said with a smile, "Mr. Wang, I love you! Please get in touch."

Wang Jian's true colors were immediately revealed, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, and sat on the chair leisurely to take a puff: "I will talk about it when you grow up, I like quiet girls with long hair, you try to develop in that direction. Let's continue the class , give me some peace."

The morning class is over soon.Sitting at his desk, Wang Jian stared at the floating clouds in the sky in a daze, thinking about the waste collection plan to be launched tonight, and remained silent.

"A Jian, go eat." Dawei patted Wang Jian's table: "I heard that there are good dishes today."

"I've decided not to have lunch."

It just so happened that Tianran Er also washed his hands and came in from the outside. After hearing Wang Jian's words, he asked curiously, "Is it because you want to lose weight?"

Wang Jian glanced at Tianran: "Because of poverty."

"It's a small matter, let's go." Dawei patted Wang Jian on the shoulder: "I'll just lend you ten yuan, and you can take the notes yourself, and remember to pay back when you get paid."

And Tianran Er also nodded: "I did the math yesterday, I have 100 million yuan in my dowry due to the death date, I can lend it to you. Do you want it?"

"No."