I'm a Light Novel Master in Japan

No matter how much the teacher scolded, the students all wanted to take a look at the situation in the office.

Yui and others saw it, a somewhat unexpected scene.

Teacher Li Yan, who was wearing a shirt and calm about things, was facing the director and several Mandarin teachers in the corridor. You were arguing with each other. Although it wasn't too noisy, there was still a smell of gunpowder.

At this time, the teachers noticed the commotion, and all of them began to restrain their tone.

"If you are not satisfied with this matter, go to the principal to judge."

The director saw it, he dared not speak out, turned around to go to the principal's office, glared at Li Yan, and said.

"call……"

Hikigu Hachiman breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the director seemed to have said a pretty good idea.

In front of Yui's eyes was the back of the teacher who wanted to argue about something alone.

For some reason, she understood why this teacher did this.

He seriously asked her if she liked her composition.

Li Yan seemed to be aware of the gaze, he turned his head and looked at the other side of the corridor, and saw the students sticking out their heads, among them was a student named Akamatsu Yui.

The foreign teacher in the distance didn't say anything. He silently looked ahead again and walked towards the principal's office. He was so out of place and isolated by many teachers.

Principal's room.

Both the director and Li Yan came to the principal and explained the cause and effect of this incident.

With a sarcastic tone, the burly director looked sideways at Li Yan and said, "Really, young people nowadays are always so emotional, just now they ruined the teacher's face in front of all the students, Teacher Li, I know that you have studied in England for several years, but you are a newcomer, you are a rookie, and this result has been approved by all the Mandarin teachers, and you still argue, you really don’t understand the rules here.”

Li Yan ignored the director's provocation and said, "I'm sorry, I know I offended the director, but I still can't accept the comments that are superficial, off-topic, and have no profound meaning to deny my student's article."

He looked at the director without fear, and said: "I have read all the articles of the participating students, so I raised objections to this. I suggest that all the Mandarin teachers should decide the ranking of this competition."

"Every teacher will naturally protect the students in his class. Teacher Li, isn't that what you are doing now?"

The director sneered and said.

Li Yan's situation can't wash away this point. He said: "It's true to protect, but what I protect is that my students shouldn't be treated like this. I can't give my students such report cards."

He declared with a serious expression: "I can't do such a thing to destroy a student's enthusiasm for writing."

"As a teacher, every tiny action will affect and determine a student's concept of right and wrong for a long time. I am a Mandarin teacher, and it is even more difficult for me to accept that an article that can touch the soul is rejected in this way. Because of the lack of profound principles , without quoting World War II, famous quotes, without touching rendering, as a child's eyes of a colorful and peaceful world bit by bit, a content that should be written by a third grade...but it was denied in this way."

Li Yan expressed his opinion without hesitation, and said: "How much do children understand the concept of peace? The first place uses paper cranes from World War II to illustrate, the second place uses the Tokyo Olympics to support, and the third place It is history. I admit that the level of writing is very good, but I look at the world with the eyes of a child from the streets and families. The subject matter, emotion and meaning of this composition written by my student are not bad. I wrote what I think is peace. Even if I can’t win the prize, I definitely can’t be judged like this, as a bottom.”

However, Li Yan's words were laughed off by the director, making Li Yan slightly taken aback.

"Ms. Li, don't you understand yet? Your student's composition problem is still quite big." The director said disapprovingly.

problem?

Li Yan was a little confused.

At this time, after listening to the opinions of the two people, the old headmaster showed a kind smile, interrupted their conversation, and said: "Haha, it turns out that this is the case, I probably understand...Let me take a look at their composition." .”

The two handed over the essays to the old headmaster. After carefully reading everyone's entries two or three times, the old headmaster was silent for a moment.

Unexpectedly, the old principal looked at the director, smiled and said: "Shibasaki, let's arrange the grades according to this."

Li Yan was taken aback by this sentence, but the director had a reasonable expression.

"You heard me, you're a rookie from Oxford," Director Shibasaki said.

"However, your comment is indeed wrong. The article written by this child is indeed very good. I was very moved after reading it... Teacher Li's eyes are correct, and he can be ranked third."

The old headmaster changed the subject and continued talking to the director.

As if he had slapped himself, Director Shibazaki persuaded him in astonishment: "Principal, this is not a good idea..."

The old principal looked at him and said, "You did make a mistake in grading this composition. You should go to work first. I want to have a good chat with Mr. Li."

Director Shibasaki hesitated for a moment, his face was as ugly as it was, but he could only nod, bowed to the principal, then turned and left.

Although Li Yan won the round, he didn't quite understand what the principal meant by keeping him.

The old headmaster came out from the desk and said to Li Yan: "Mr. Li, your evaluation is correct. That student's composition is indeed very good. Although the director's evaluation is a bit too much, it is still in accordance with the school's standards. , he did nothing wrong."

"?"

Li Yan didn't quite understand what the old headmaster said.

"Because the exams are based on this." The old principal said.

"Forehead!"

Li Yan thumped in his heart, but couldn't even utter a word after that.

"Neither of you is wrong, but this is not a problem that you and I can change. Not only must you write the deepest emotions, but you must also pay attention to the writing style, meaning, connotation and knowledge, which are the points for the entrance examination."

"If the middle school entrance examination standard is followed, the child's composition is likely to be dealt with with a low score."

"Sometimes it is so contradictory. Writing about the streets is indeed not as profound and calm as the paper cranes, the Olympic Games and history that are symbols of Japanese culture. I am old and I can understand how precious peace is in the eyes of this child. But the middle-aged How much can our teachers learn in just a few minutes of review..."

"She is still in the third grade, and I agree with this child's composition, but...you have to remember to remind her that this is the East and Japan. For the sake of students, we sometimes have to follow the trend."

The old headmaster looked up at the young teacher and expressed his point of view.