beauty winner

After having dinner alone in the small restaurant, Yang Jingxing rushed to meet Yu Jiajia's class teacher Ouyang Lin.The meeting place was suggested by Ouyang Lin. It was at the Starbucks Cafe under the shopping mall not too far from the primary school, and Yang Jingxing was close to home.

Yang Jingxing arrived 10 minutes earlier. Although he did not describe himself to each other in the phone call half an hour ago, Yang Jingxing who was standing at the entrance quickly met Ouyang Lin who was sitting inside. Yang Jingxing first smiled politely, Ouyang Lin raised her hand tentatively, and Yang Jingxing caught up with her more brilliantly.

"Hello, Teacher Ouyang." Yang Jingxing said enthusiastically, "I'm sorry for the long wait."

The teacher was still more strict: "No, I just arrived. It's me. You are Yang Jingxing." As he spoke, he stood up, 27 or 1.6 years old, about [-] meters tall, well-proportioned, wearing a good-looking dress that fits the temperament of the primary school teacher, and his face is considered medium On the high side, it's just that they lack the exquisiteness of young women in international metropolises, so they are relatively simple.

Yang Jingxing nodded, "I'm Yang Jingxing...I'm not as proud as Jiajia's composition."

"Oh... yes." Teacher Ouyang Lin also laughed: "Hello." She stretched out her hand.

Yang Jingxing shook hands: "Please sit down... I missed the teacher's rest time. I was supposed to go to school. I'm a little busy these days."

"It's okay." Ouyang Lin took her seat and tugged at the hem of her skirt: "Thank you too...let's order some drinks." She didn't have any either.

Yang Jingxing was sensible: "What do you want? I'll go."

Ouyang Lin set off on her own, and then ordered a drink for 60 yuan each, and was rushing to pay the bill. Yang Jingxing didn't insist too much, thank you Ouyang Lin.

After taking a drink and sitting down, Ouyang Lin put the change in her wallet into the wallet, and took out a small notebook from the bag. There was a piece of paper in the notebook, unfolded it and handed it to Yang Jingxing: "Take a look."

The teacher is really attentive. He should have sorted out the situation of the children in his class. The list marked which children have learned what instrumental music or had any performance experience. It is quite detailed. For example, Yu Jiajia has been learning piano since he was three years old. award.

Why worry that the music industry in our motherland is not booming. There are more than [-] children in a class, and more than half of them have received music training since they were young or in extracurricular training. , There are still students in the class who are the school drum band.

Yang Jingxing took a look and praised: "It's all great, it's very stressful to be in the base camp."

Ouyang Lin twitched the corner of her mouth: "Look at what requirements you have, the school will try its best to meet them. The school is more supportive of this activity in our class."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "The most important request, if I'm cold and don't know what to say, you have to save the situation."

Ouyang Lin hehe: "No...the students are all cute and won't make trouble on purpose."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "That's good, thank you teacher for teaching well."

Ouyang Lin smiled modestly: "Do you need a piano or an electronic classroom?"

Yang Jingxing thanked: "No need, I bring some simple ones myself... If I play the guitar or the flute, will it affect the class next to me?"

Ouyang Lin said no, then took the notebook and shared with Yang Jingxing the music lessons of this semester in the class, hoping to help Yang Jingxing: "... If you introduce it in this way, it will arouse their sympathy and be more effective."

Yang Jingxing nodded again and again and suddenly realized: "Yes, yes, why didn't I expect..."

When the two chatted, Ouyang Lin knew that Yang Jingxing was also a teacher, but the situation was very different. The world of primary school students was different, and the current primary school students were very different from before.

Ouyang Lin was very willing to impart experience or make suggestions to Yang Jingxing. When talking about these things, she was very devoted and enthusiastic, but when the topic was diverted to other places, it was inevitable that she would feel alienated from strangers.

Yang Jingxing absorbed more experience: "So we can't treat them like children?"

Ouyang Lin nodded and laughed, talking about the last time I invited a high school student who won an Olympic Mathematical Olympiad prize to the class, the high school student opened his speech by saying hello, everyone, and almost caused a roar of laughter, which made the high school student flush...

Yang Jingxing was terrified: "It's really hard for the seniors to help sum up the lessons."

Ouyang Lin giggled, then became serious and serious, saying that the students were not malicious, and they also got positive influence from high school students.

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I'm also thinking about setting a theme. Is it too heavy for them to work hard and cherish the time?"

Ouyang Lin said no, but it can be said in a way that is more suitable for elementary school students...

Speaking of which, elementary school is going to be on summer vacation and preparing for the final exam, so Yang Jingxing can encourage him.Yang Jingxing originally thought that elementary school students are very relaxed now, but who knows that the pressure is also quite high, and test scores are still very important.

Yang Jingxing was suddenly curious: "How many years have you been working?"

Ouyang Lin didn't have to think about it: "Six years, three years as head teacher."

"Teaching Chinese all the time." Yang Jingxing said nonsense: "You just started class, you need to prepare lessons, do you still remember how you learned those texts when you were a child?"

Ouyang Lin understood what Yang Jingxing meant, and said that although the current textbooks are quite different from those of more than ten years ago, they still have memories. At the beginning, it really made people feel a special kind of good feeling, such as the so-and-so. It's all in elementary school textbooks.

Yang Jingxing can also recite poems: "... I don't know who cuts out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors. I will never forget it in my life. At that time, I couldn't recite it for two consecutive days and was invited to the podium to stand."

Ouyang Lin giggled again: "At that time, your teacher never thought that you would be who you are today...Teaching students in accordance with their aptitude is very important, but it is too difficult to implement, not only in China, but also in the whole world."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Actually, I don't think it's necessary to be too demanding...I think your form is very good, very good."

Ouyang Lin hehe: "Do your best... Thank you for your support."

Yang Jingxing sighed: "I was lucky. I met many good teachers in my student life, so I respect this profession very much."

Ouyang Lin was embarrassed again, humbled that she was just a primary school teacher.Yang Jingxing firmly disagrees, elementary school is the foundation...

The two of them chatted quite well, and they sat until it was completely dark without knowing it. Nearly an hour passed, and Ouyang Lin emptied a cup of coffee with such a symbolic sip.

Yang Jingxing looked at his mobile phone. His mother called and had to answer it. He walked away and talked for a while, and then went back. Ouyang Lin took the initiative: "Do you see anything that I didn't think of? I won't delay you."

Ouyang Lin didn't need Yang Jingxing to see her off, and she didn't need to help stop the car. The two of them will meet tomorrow.

Yang Jingxing was also attentive. Before going home, he sat at Jiajia's house for a while, borrowed Jiajia's textbooks, and took a good look at Chinese, mathematics, morals, music, science and English, and even let Jiajia be his teacher for a while.

Jiajia's mother didn't expect Yang Jingxing to take it so seriously, she was too embarrassed, so she could only make some fruit salad to reward the teacher and student.

Yu Jiajia is trustworthy, so go to the next door and ring the doorbell to inform her good friend Lang Xinyan that Teacher Yang will be leaving for school tomorrow morning.

Lang Xinyan's mother really knew how to plan, she could let the two children go to school in Yang Jingxing's car, so she didn't have to take them off herself, it would be nice to have a rest for a day and sleep late.

Yang Jingxing apologized, he had to go to school earlier than the students, so he had to prepare.

Lang Xinyan didn't mind getting up early, and grabbed Yang Jingxing's arm and fell down: "...You promise me, you promise me, or you won't let go!" She asked Brother Yang to promise in advance that when something like this happens in her class, Yang Jingxing Participation is unconditional.

The little girl's parents didn't care about it, they just laughed and watched the fun, Yang Jingxing said: "Okay, I'll go when I have time."

"You're cunning." Children are really different now, not to mention the fourth graders, Lang Xinyan doesn't regress: "Whether you have time or not, there must be time, you must!"

Yang Jingxing said: "How is it possible that we adults are as fun as you? Do we have to work? There are many things..."

Lang Xinyan took Yang Jingxing's hand and swayed on the swing, humming: "Yes, yes!"

Yang Jingxing still wanted to show the majesty of an adult: "Let go, I'll reason with you."

Lang Xinyan looked up with her arms hanging, let go, stood firm, walked away, and was about to go back to her home immediately, raising her hands as if wiping tears.

Lang's mother obviously felt distressed, and hurriedly chased after her: "Xinyan..."

Lang's father was a little caught off guard, but still hehe: "Little crybaby."

In the end, it was Yang Jingxing who went to the Lang's house to apologize to the little girl, but he did not condescend, and maintained a bit of dignity: "...Even if there is only a [-]% chance of not being able to do it, there is no guarantee. This is a matter of credibility. But I'll try my best, okay?"

Lang Xinyan ignored Yang Jingxing and ravaged the teddy bear in her hand with red eyes.

Lang's mother helped to speak, and Lang's father also had a few nice words, but Yu Jiajia's words were the most effective: "It's too irrational to be angry about something that hasn't happened yet."

Lang Xinyan was very sure and indignant: "It happened!"

Yu Jiajia also makes sense, it should be that peers know themselves and the enemy, which should not be underestimated.Lang Xinyan was also useless, the fourth grade was completely suppressed by the third grade, which caused her eyes to become even redder, and the tears rolled down again.

Yang Jingxing had experienced Zhao Yiyi's tears, accumulated in his eye sockets or hanging on his little face, they were really crystal clear, combined with his pampered temper, their power was extraordinary.

Lang Xinyan, a fourth-grade student, was sitting on the sofa. She looked like a little girl because she was wearing cute cartoon clothes at home, with a ponytail and a wronged and stubborn expression.

Yang Jingxing was indeed spineless: "Okay, I'm wrong, I apologize."

After ignoring her for two seconds, Lang Xinyan still kindly glanced at her: "...don't force yourself so much."

"It's not forced." Yang Jingxing said, "But you have to promise me that you will notify me in advance like Jiajia, and Jiajia is great. It's also very honorable for me to go to school as her teacher."

Lang Xinyan became angry: "Am I losing face?"

Yang Jingxing laughed without even communicating with his parents: "Jiajia's top ten in class, how about you?"

Lang Xinyan screamed and wanted to throw the teddy bear to death.

Lang's father is also unprincipled, just try harder next time, or try harder this time, review well, the top ten is trivial.

Yang Jingxing promised that as long as he was in the top ten, he would be there whenever he was called, and he would send the two little girls to school tomorrow by himself.

Lang Xinyan is also vicious: "What you say means what you say, otherwise you will never get a girlfriend."

Yang Jingxing was startled: "Oh my god... let's not talk about it, I'll go back to bed early."

Lang Xinyan didn't let it go: "Pull the hook..."

On Friday morning, perhaps afraid that the vow would come true, Yang Jingxing obeyed the agreement and went downstairs at seven o'clock because he had to take two students to have breakfast.

Jiajia's father hasn't gotten up yet, but the responsible mother is ready.Lang Xinyan's mother showed her true colors today. Her hair was disheveled and she didn't have any makeup on, so she didn't dare to open the door fully. She complained to the neighbors: "Just ask me to comb your hair before six o'clock. Why don't I send it to you...I'll sleep later." go!"

Although they were wearing a white shirt and black long skirt school uniform that didn't pay attention to details, the two little girls tried their best to be grand where they could make a fuss.Yu Jiajia's braid must have taken a lot of time, and Lang Xinyan's shawl and long hair were also embellished with enough hairpins, and then the shoes and socks were used to play.

Lang Xinyan held no grudges at all, showing the hairpin next to her ear: "Is it pretty?"

Yang Jingxing hid: "There is one more thing I forgot to say yesterday, you are not allowed to grab my hand again."

Lang Xinyan didn't understand: "Why?"

Yang Jingxing was shameless: "I'm a musician and pianist, I have to be steady and serious, do you understand?"

"You also need to save face." Lang Xinyan understood: "I'll make you calm when you get to school..."