"Don't worry. I'll deal with personal matters in private. I'll put aside my prejudice against you for the time being and cooperate with your work." Lin Song said, gnashing his teeth.

Wen Shutong nodded his head and said, "well, let's start the class. Please prepare paper and pen, my lecture speed is a little fast, I hope you can do a little bit in the next time, shorthand. I can't stop my hands and my words can't be disordered, OK? "

“OK。” Students are excited to prepare paper and pen, full of vitality said.

Wen Shutong's lectures are not based on the textbook, she did not even take a textbook, teaching plan.

A person sitting on the chair next to the platform, empty hands, clear eyes, looking at a pair of eyes under the platform, clear mouth, clear thinking, logical organization, only ten minutes after the class has been recognized by the students.

Wen Shutong's voice was not big or small, gentle but cold, and clearly conveyed to everyone's ears. No one dared to make a voice under the platform, for fear that if he was distracted a little, he would miss the content of the lecture.

Wen Shutong never talks nonsense. He doesn't joke with his classmates. He doesn't tell stories. He only tells cases. He uses methods and ideas to make people admire him.

Corresponding to this is Lin Song, who writes on the blackboard flustered behind her.

After ten minutes of lectures in Wen Shutong, Lin Song gradually lost his ability to keep up with him. Sometimes, Wen Shutong mentioned a professional term that he could not reflect and could not write words.

Because Wen Shutong is a fast lecturer, once he makes mistakes, he can only erase them with his hands or scribble, just like a poor student who can't keep up with the teacher's notes in class.

Wen Shutong had to stop in the middle of his speech. He turned to look at Lin Song and said, "Mr. Lin, you should have a rest first."

Lin Song's ugly face turned around, staring at her delicate and soft face and asked, "are you on purpose?"

"What?" Wen Shutong, who was about to continue his lecture, turned back and asked blankly.

Seeing that she didn't understand, Lin Song thought she was on purpose, so he made it clear and said, "are you on purpose? You talk so fast, and you often mention some remote words, which makes me lose track and make me look bad. "

Wen Shutong was surprised to see Lin Song. He didn't expect that he could think of a small matter so far: "you misunderstood."

She didn't want to delay the class for personal reasons, so she turned to the students and said, "let's continue."

Lin song suddenly said in a loud voice, "are you guilty? Because I deliberately make trouble for me, I can't explain it. I feel guilty

When the lecture was interrupted again, Wen Shutong frowned slightly. "Mr. Lin, I don't know what I have done to make you misunderstand me like this, but I don't think you are suitable for this job. I will report it to Director Zhao."

Director Zhao is the head of the Department of psychology. Because the Department of psychology is a large department, the head of the Department has a lot of power, which can be regarded as one and the same in schools.

Lin song does not dare to offend the head of the Department easily. After all, there are backstage people who don't know him.

"You threaten me?" Lin Song asked with a gloomy face.

Wen Shutong: "I don't have one."

"Lin Song." A dignified voice sounded at the door of the classroom, which made Lin Song shiver.

"Why is Lao Zhao here?"

"It should be to come over to vent his anger on Mr. Wen. Lin Dashu is expected to have bad luck today." Some students guess in a low voice.

Lin dachou is Lin Song's nickname. The reason is that his hands are not clean and often molesting female students, but they don't do it too much. People want to call the police and say that he plays bull hooligan without evidence. However, if such a thing is done too much, it will be found out.

"Look, Lao Zhao is coming in."

"Mr. Wen, I'm sorry. I just came to have a look at this morning's temporary meeting. Is there any trouble?" Director Zhao turned his head and put on a kind smile on Wen Shutong.

Wen Shutong stood up carefully from his position: "director Zhao, long time no see."

"Good..." Lao Zhao narrowed his myopic eyes and looked at it carefully. He suddenly widened his eyes and asked in shock: "Wen Shutong?"

"Well, yes." Wen Shutong nods with a smile.

When she went to university, Lao Zhao was still the deputy director, but every time her scholarship was reviewed by Zhao, director Zhao had a deep memory of this scholarship specialist.

However, because director Zhao was not any teacher of Wen Shutong, she was not clear about her sudden withdrawal from school, but regretted for a long time.

"Director Zhao, it's class time now. Let's talk about the past after class?" Wen Shutong warned.

"Oh, good." Director Zhao nodded happily and asked with concern, "if you need help, just open your mouth."

Wen Shutong gives Lin Song a cool look, waiting for him to take the initiative to say goodbye.

Sure enough, Lin Song made an excuse to say that he was not comfortable and asked for leave with Director Zhao. Director Zhao's face was very bad. Looking at Lin Song, who had more than enough to succeed, he waved his hand to let him go."Miss Wen, look at this..." Director Zhao looks at Wen Shutong in embarrassment.

"It's OK. Just find another one." Wen Shutong said understanding.

"Miss Wen, I, I can have a try." Just then, a female teacher in a long white dress stood up from the corner and said sincerely.

"I'm a teacher in charge of educational psychology. I've read your paper and admire your talent. I hope to have a chance to work with you."

"Well, Mr. Fang, why are you here? That's just right. " The teacher said, "the teacher's speed is not good, but she can't read the book quickly and quickly

Wen Shutong naturally won't give up and immediately nodded his head and agreed.

Director Zhao left alone and Wen Shutong continued his class.

When he left, director Zhao looked at Huo Yanlin, whose suit was straight and his face was solemn and solemn outside the classroom. He looked at Huo Yanlin curiously and thought it was the parents or boyfriends of the students. He didn't pay attention to it.

Mr. Fang's writing on the blackboard is really surprising, and he is familiar with many theories of Wen Shutong. He has a good understanding and can get twice the result with half the effort.

What's more, Mr. Fang knows what doesn't need to be written, what needs to be highlighted, what can be written simply, and what must be written clearly, so that the students at the bottom can see clearly.

After class, the students stood up respectfully. No one left first. They all waited for Huo Yanlin to limp out with Wen Shutong, and then left one by one.

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