Although Li Jinxuan was fully prepared, he still couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he walked into this slow class classroom.【26nbsp;】

Before Li Jinxuan reached the podium, a tall boy shouted "stand up" in a hoarse voice. The students in the classroom stood up untidyly as the tables and stools made some strange noises, and looked at him curiously.

.Most of the students are physically mature, and some students are even taller than him.

Especially the female students, most of whom have grown into plump and mature girls. What surprised him was that there were three or four girls in the class who were very beautiful, and one of them was particularly young and cute.

He couldn't help but secretly wonder: Where is this girl from? How come she is more beautiful than Gao Fenfen? Her skin is as white as snow, her face is as delicate and beautiful as a porcelain doll, her big clear and bright eyes are particularly beautiful, she has a slender figure and plump breasts*

*They are also full of charming charm.

He felt inexplicably uneasy, and quickly forced himself not to look at her. You have to pay attention, as soon as you step on the podium, you are a teacher, and you have to set an example for others, understand? You have to pay attention to your own image in every word and deed.

He walked up to the podium and said loudly: "Hello, classmates!"

However, the classmates did not shout back "Hello, teacher" neatly. Instead, they looked at him curiously and burst into strange laughter. This made him a little embarrassed, and he quickly said in a calm voice: "Sit down."

The students sat down with a bang.

Facing a classroom of high school sophomores who looked like adults, with a large number of unfamiliar faces and critical eyes staring at him, he felt a little excited and a little panicked. After all, this was his first time on the podium. When he was in his fourth year of college, he

Although I went to a middle school in the provincial capital for an internship, it was still different from the actual practice now.

He stood in front of the podium and couldn't even remember the opening remarks he had in mind. Fortunately, he had written an outline of his speech. So he put his lesson preparation notes on the podium and was about to open them, when some classmates' words came from below.

Voice: "Why is such a young teacher here? Is he the head teacher?"

"Maybe, the first period is Chinese class, and the Chinese teacher is usually the head teacher."

"Can he be our class teacher?"

"Teacher Xing isn't coming?"

"Who knows? It's like a revolving door, changing the soup without changing the medicine. It's just that one is more vicious than the other."

"I wonder how this little teacher is doing?"

"Can he control us? Huh, just watch, he will leave on his own within a few days."

At this time, a tall boy suddenly said carelessly: "Another temporary class teacher is here? How many class teachers are we going to have in our class?"

Another short boy with a shaved head deliberately said in a shrill voice: "He must be a short-lived guy too."

The classmates let out a loud laugh, then stopped immediately and looked at him with wide eyes. Based on experience, they knew that this newly appointed head teacher would definitely do the same thing as a new official, get angry, and start with harsh criticism.

Suppress them, then persuade them with rationale, and finally talk to them individually to influence them. Apart from these three tricks, what else can there be?

Li Jinxuan stood on the podium, feeling a little embarrassed and a little annoyed. These students were really too presumptuous and did not take the teacher seriously at all. This was not only disrespectful to him, but also disrespectful to all teachers and even the education system.

A blatant demonstration and provocation. This is a very serious unhealthy trend that remains the legacy of the Cultural Revolution.

In this class, bad habits have overtaken righteousness. Haven't we already carried out the "Five Lectures, Four Beauties and Three Loves" activities? Why is there no trace of spiritual civilization here? Look, some boys are disheveled, their hair is uneven, and their faces are gloomy.

The eyes are fierce and scary.

What a well-deserved slow class! Li Jinxuan's position is also a bit messed up. What should I do? Getting angry will definitely not work, and it will be counterproductive. When you speak, what should you say first? If he says it, there will be a "buzzing" sound below,

If you don't listen to him at all, then he is doomed, and this mess will really be unmanageable.

He knows that the first lesson is very important. Whether this lesson can shock these "poor students" with horns on their heads is related to whether he can gain a foothold on this podium and control the major events of this slow class.

So he stood there with a sullen face. He scanned the entire classroom with wide eyes, deliberately keeping silent, and only looked at these "poor students" who were included in the separate book one by one with a majestic gaze.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, the classroom gradually became quiet, and then became completely silent.

At this time, silence is better than sound. He is observing the students nervously, and the students are also observing him curiously. This is a silent contest, a contest between the wind of civilization and the spirit of barbarism!

Various strange noises began to come from below. There was a "chichi" laughter from this corner. It was a few girls who saw him standing there strangely and couldn't help lowering their heads and snickering. There were several boys there who were pushing each other with their hands.

, seems to be grabbing something.

"Tell the teacher, he kicked my butt." A boy shouted in a crisp voice.

"Teacher, he pulled my braid." A girl said timidly with a red face, looking like she was about to cry.

Li Jinxuan still stared at the classroom without saying a word, his brows showing the anger and displeasure of "sad for his misfortune, angry for his inability to fight". Wherever there was a strange noise, his eyes would look there, and the classmates would follow his gaze.

He looked towards the classmate who made the noise, and he didn't look away until he saw the student lowering his head in embarrassment with a red face.

After persisting like this for five or six minutes, the classroom became quiet again. Many girls were too nervous to raise their heads to look at him, and some naughty boys were also afraid to move easily due to his silent pressure. They all felt that this young man

The teacher was very strange and seemed a little mysterious, so he held his breath and did not dare to say anything.

There was silence in the classroom.

Seeing that his silent coercion had achieved a certain effect, Li Jinxuan spoke with a somewhat stern voice: "Have you done enough? Is this the welcome ceremony for a new teacher as a sophomore in high school? You do this because you want to show yourselves.

Ability? Or do you want to give me a blow? What exactly do you want to achieve? "

The students probably felt that although this teacher was young, he was a bit strange and powerful, so they looked at him quietly and slowly straightened their posture.

"Okay, now that you are willing to listen to me, I will introduce myself to you first." Li Jinxuan knew this was very important. No matter how naughty the students were, they would be different to a competent and charming teacher, so let him

They know and respect themselves very much

Importantly, he couldn't be too humble. He had to establish his prestige in front of them before he could slowly conquer them. So, his face became friendly, "My name is Li Jinxuan. I am a graduate of the Chinese Department of Nanjing Normal University. I was just assigned here."

I’m here to teach your class Chinese and serve as the class teacher.”

In order to prevent the precocious girls below from having a crush on him, he deliberately said: "I am twenty-four years old and already have a girlfriend. She is very beautiful and is an actress in the county art troupe. We are very much in love."

With a sound of "Wow!", the classmates all laughed happily. Then they stared at him with their eyes wide open and their upper bodies straightened. They began to be interested in this strange little teacher.

"I heard that your class is called the slow class." Seeing that his classmates were interested in him, Li Jinxuan regained his confidence and became chic and humorous. "Actually, this name is not quite correct. Such a division is even more

Incorrect. So I objected as soon as I came here. But it has become a fact. This is happening all over the country. We can’t do it for a while.

There is no way to change this phenomenon. But I believe that this classification will be changed sooner or later, because it is incorrect and detrimental to our growth. Therefore, in the future, we should not call ourselves like this, but should confidently call the class of Grade 2 (4).

As the name suggests, the slow class is a little slower than others, so if we try to go faster, wouldn't it become the fast class?"

The classroom was silent.

"Maybe you want to say, how can we get up so quickly when our foundation is so poor?" Li Jinxuan's voice became louder and louder as he spoke, completely breaking away from the lesson preparation notes and entering a better state of on-the-spot performance, "I want to use my own experience

From experience, I can tell you that it is completely possible! I am from Xiangyang Commune in this county, oh, it has now been changed to a township. My family lives in the 20th village group of Lejia Village, Xiangyang Township in this county. I am the son of a poor farmer. When I was a child,

, my family is very poor because of the many brothers and sisters, and cannot even afford the tuition. My family has been forcing me to drop out of school, but I insist on going to school. You are all wearing beautiful foreign clothes now, and I am also wearing fashionable clothes.

But at that time, all I wore all year round were patched homespun clothes. The foreign cloth I mentioned here does not refer to the foreign cloth imported from abroad, but the machine-made homespun cloth woven by the farmers themselves.

cloth."

"It's strange, he wants to remember the bitter and the sweet?" A boy below said in a low voice.

"I'm not reminiscing about hardships." He immediately looked at the student who dared to speak freely. The student immediately lowered his head, so he continued, "I am one of the poorest students in the class.

I often went to class hungry, but my grades were always at the top of the class. Later, the college entrance examination system was restored, and I was the first student in our class to pass the exam that year. I became the top scorer in the college entrance examination in our village, and was rumored everywhere by my fellow villagers.

"

"Oh? He is the top scorer in the college entrance examination? It's not easy." Someone whispered again below. The students in this class are probably used to speaking freely and are not afraid at all.

"But when I got to college, I became a slow student again." Li Jinxuan said happily.
Chapter completed!