The artistic rebirth of engineering women

Chapter 154

Yue Wenjing just stood outside the window and watched until it was almost noon.

After that little boy, several more children stepped forward one after another.Among them, some were about the same age as him, some were younger, and many were older than him. At a glance, there were a few who were even older than her by visual inspection.At first glance, it looks just like the elementary school in the mountains where she once appeared in the TV show, with children big and small crowded into one classroom.It's just that their classroom discipline is obviously much worse than others.

If you can visit and see such a classroom atmosphere, I believe that most parents would not dare to entrust their children to such a teacher, right?

Originally, Yue Wenjing was also quite shocked, and even the words "mistaken children" appeared in his mind.

Watching those children walk to Mr. Xu's table one by one, showing the results of their studies, and then, some of them performed well and were praised by the teacher, with satisfied and happy smiles on their faces; It is the solution of the problem that has troubled me for a long time, and the brows and eyes are full of sudden enlightenment; some, as if they have not understood it thoroughly, frown slightly, as if they are thinking about what the teacher said... just In this way, with different expressions, he returned to his seat.

Either pick up the book you were reading just now and review it; or pick up a pen and briefly record what you have gained on the page; Fu picked up the book again and repeated it tirelessly over and over again. Seeing it, his expression gradually became calm, even joyful—and such people, usually, would leave their positions again not long after.

Gradually, some of the children who were frolicking before seemed a little tired from playing. They returned to their desks, picked up the books they were studying, and began to read steadily. , How he was sweating profusely from playing like crazy; there are also some who have reported their homework to the teacher, as if rewarding themselves, joined the ranks of frolicking.Restless, stable; quiet, lively.

Although there are still some who are always playing or studying, Yue Wenjing can think of a completely different side of them than they are now.Quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit.They are like yin and yang fishes that combine black and white at the same time.

She suddenly understood the origin of the ability to keep quiet in the midst of trouble in the qin player she had seen and admired a long time ago.

In such an atmosphere, without the ability to resist interference, it is really difficult for you to learn something well.Don't you see, amidst the eloquence of Zilu, Ran You, and Gongxihua, Zeng Dian can still play the zither leisurely.

That kind of nature, after thousands of years of nurturing, has actually been deeply engraved in the bones of the Chinese people, integrated into the blood of the Chinese nation, and has become a part of the character.However, it also has a limit - if the environment is too noisy, if it is not carefully maintained and recuperated, most of us have already left it dusty.

From the initial anger, disappointment, and bewilderment, Yue Wenjing was deeply attracted by this teaching method in less than a morning.She couldn't help praising it, but, at this moment, she was at a loss for words.In the end, it can only be turned into a sigh: it is her honor to see it with her own eyes, and she can also participate in it in the future.

There was a burst of brisk singing, which seemed a bit ethereal because of the distance.Although she couldn't hear what they were singing, she vaguely recognized that it was the tune of the Yilan Wine Order.After the singing was over, it was replaced with a very clear rhythm, "Hundred Surnames".

The sound was getting closer and closer, and she also recognized that it was a child's voice mixed together.Although the high and low are in the same tune, the timbres are also different, but when they are combined together, they also have an innocent beauty.

She turned around and followed the sound.Even if she hasn't seen anyone yet, she can already imagine seeing the children singing and laughing all the way, returning home with joy.

Finally, I vaguely saw a group of cheerful figures bouncing around.The older one led the younger ones, one led the other, and the one who was obviously a little older stood at the end of the crowd.There was clearly no formation and no discipline at all, but she did have a kind of certainty in her heart—they, none of them would be left behind.

Such a scene reminded Yue Wenjing of the outings in elementary school.At that time, they were always based on classes.How do children in the lower grades and the same age know how to take care of each other?Even those who are a little more mature are active in their own small groups.Not to mention the seniors.I don't have much contact with them in normal times, and I can finally get rid of the learning tasks. Who is willing to devote their minds to take care of a group of little furry children who have nothing to do with themselves and are like monkeys?
Therefore, it is inevitable for the teachers to be overwhelmed every time they gather.

Also, I remember that in their primary school without a name, when they were in the first and second grades, they had to line up to go home after school, and a group leader was elected.The teacher urged thousands of times to line up one by one and pull the corner of the person in front.If you leave the team for some reason, you must tell the team leader, and all team members must stop and wait for him.

At the beginning, they thought it was very fresh, just like playing a game, and they prepared their own ropes and tied them into a rope circle, enclosing all their friends in it.It's like driving a train. Thinking about it this way, I feel like I don't have to use my strength to go.

However, in less than a month, once the novelty wears off, there is no motivation to continue.Before even leaving the gate, the whole team dispersed.Three or two good friends got together and went to play separately.In the past, without telling the parents, some children ran to other people's homes to play, and then the teachers and parents mobilized together, and they didn't find anyone until it was dark.

"Hello, sister!" The ragged voice woke her up from her memories.She is not a person who likes children very much. The children in front of her eyes are curious and roll their eyes, but they stop spontaneously and politely and call her "sister". They are so lovable!
"Hello!" She raised a hand and shook it, and she greeted them with a smile.

The students in the hall also came out, and the teachers gave an order, and they started to get busy.Seeing the children washing and choosing vegetables skillfully, the older ones were also good at knife skills, Yue Wenjing was taken aback again.

"Are you here?" Mr. Xu Xingzhi walked up to her at some point and asked.

"Well, I arrived in the morning, and I've been looking at it for a while."

"How do you feel?"

After thinking for a while, she only thought of three words to describe it: "Very special."

Looking at the students who were playing around while busy with serious business, she added another sentence: "I like this way very much, it is very attractive."

Mr. Xu followed her in turning his attention to the children: "Parents can trust their children to us. We can't turn them into trash who don't know the difference between wheat and beans. Traditional education has always been like this."

(End of this chapter)