The weekend passed and the next week was soon coming.

On Monday morning, the principal took everyone to various classes to meet the students.

Ming Xing was a little nervous.

Although I have demonstrated it many times, I have not really taught it on stage, and I don’t know what the group of students I am about to face are in.

I am afraid that I can't teach it well, and I am afraid that there are many others.

Class 2 (3) in the classroom at the most corner of the teaching building, the principal did not take Ming Xing directly, but instead brought people into the office first.

It seems like there is something else to say.

"Teacher Ming Xing, I have another thing to tell you."

The principal went straight to the point: "Class 3 lacked a class teacher now, and I want to... leave it to you."

Ming Xing was stunned when he heard what he said.

Although she heard about the need for a class teacher before, there was no movement in the past two days, and she thought she had settled down.

Besides, she felt that she was the least like someone who could be a class teacher, and she never thought that the principal would arrange for her.

Ming Xingren was stunned and confirmed: "I'm here to be the head teacher?"

"Yes." The principal nodded and explained: "I have thought about this for a long time. After weighing the pros and cons of many parties, I still think you are the most suitable."

"You are a student of 985 University. You are a nationally renowned key high school. Your education is the best among all!"

"And it is true that you have the least class hours a week and you have more energy to be a class teacher."

These seem to make sense, but...

Ming Xing always felt that it was a bit too sudden and didn't give her a chance to prepare in advance. And why she decided directly and didn't discuss it with her.

Seeing her like this, the principal said, "Others said that you had experience as a class teacher in a training class before, so I finally decided..."

These words completely stunned Ming Xing.

She didn't know when she had such an experience.

She just got the teacher qualification certificate, as for training classes and so on...

Never before.

They don’t understand, why do they talk nonsense?

But now everything has been arranged, and nothing she can do will be of no help. She can only cause trouble to the school and herself.

Obviously the principal has made a conclusion on this matter.

Ming Xing forced a smile, nodded, and replied in a soft voice: "Okay then."

“I will do it hard.”

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The first class at Tangli Middle School starts at 8:30.

The first section happens to be an English class.

When Ming Xing entered the classroom with the textbooks, there were still bustling noises inside, with only thirty students, and it seemed like there were a hundred people.

It was obvious that she hadn't seen it before when she went to other classes.

Class 1 and Class 2 are both reading obediently. Occasionally, some are lazy and those who speak small words, but they are not like Class 3.

The scene is "spectacular".

Ming Xing was stunned at the door, and was at a loss for a moment.

After a few seconds, she continued to move forward.

When she walked in, the voices in the class instantly became smaller, and some students looked at the podium curiously.

Then he started to whisper again.

"Please be quiet!" Ming Xing spoke, keeping her smile gentle, and shouted: "The class is about to start."

The students were indeed a little quieter, but they were still exchanging eyes with each other. This was probably talking about the new teacher who looked really good-looking.

No matter who it is, you will have a natural yearning for good-looking things.

Ming Xing suppressed the nervousness in his heart, picked up the chalk, and wrote the words "Ming Xing" on the blackboard.

The whole classroom is in an old and shabby style, with mottled wooden desks, green wooden windows, and green wooden doors, looking a little old.

The blackboard is different.

The blackboard seems to be a new one, and the dark green color makes your eyes feel comfortable.

After Ming Xing finished writing, he put down the chalk, stood on the podium with a straight smile, and said with a straight smile: "Hello, classmates, I am the new English teacher, and I temporarily serve as the head teacher of Class 3."

"My name is Ming Xing, tomorrow's Ming, Xingzi's Xing."

"I will spend the next three months with you."

After saying that, the classroom was quiet for a few seconds.

Ming Xing was also stunned for a few seconds, then opened the book: "Okay, then we'll start class now."

Because it has reached the middle and late stages of this semester, but there are still many courses left in their class, Ming Xing thought that he must speed up the progress.

But this short class almost made Ming Xing collapse.

None of the students in one class are listening to the class carefully. It would be fine if they don’t listen, but the back row is particularly noisy.

Perhaps because Ming Xing has a gentle personality and is not a fierce person, the students started to quarrel even more violently at the end of the class, and even the students in the front row started to do their own things.

Ming Xing had previously thought about many good teaching methods, and was determined to improve the quality of teaching, turn difficulties into easy things, so that students could better understand knowledge points.

But she never expected that she would not have used any of these methods.

Even if you can teach normally, it is already good.

This class seems to be a particularly long one.

After class, the students cheered and shouted to go to the playground to play. Various sounds in the classroom were heard one after another, making their ears hurt.

Ming Xing originally had some after-class homework, so she wanted to leave it for everyone to think about it, but she couldn't assign it.

When I returned to the office and looked at the lesson plan I carefully prepared, I couldn't help feeling a little frustrated.

At this time, Jiang Beibei and Hu Yu also came back from get out of class.

The two talked and laughed, and were in a good mood.

It seems that I am still discussing where to go after get off work.

"Ming Xing, how about it?" Jiang Beibei saw Ming Xing, sat down in the seat opposite her, and asked with great concern.

"I heard that the students in Class 3 are the least disobedient. They are used to being casual without class teachers before. Are you okay with this class?"

Before Ming Xing could answer, Hu Yu interrupted: "Ming Xing is so powerful, just a few students who are not obeying discipline, she is definitely not a problem."

Hu Yu always likes to say these sarcastic words, and anyone who is not stupid can hear her implied words.

Jiang Beibei felt that the atmosphere became very stiff for a moment. She lowered her head awkwardly, closed her eyes, and began to pretend to read and prepare lessons.

Ming Xing smiled and didn't say anything.

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Mingxing didn’t have many classes on the first day, only three classes.

She took two English classes and one art class.

There are no special art teachers or music teachers in the school, so these courses require teachers from other courses to serve them part-time.

The experience of these three classes was not good, so the art class was barely improved a little.

Others can rest after class, but Ming Xing is the head teacher and she has a lot of things to be busy with.

Even after class, I have to stay in the office all the time and wait until the students get off after school before they leave.

Fortunately, there is no evening self-study in junior high school.

But when Ming Xing returned, it was already past six o'clock.

The smoke in the town was raising, and it was time to have supper.

This scene is inexplicably comfortable.

The road is really hard to walk. When the sky gets dark, the cold wind is inexplicably chilly.

There was a person selling small cakes on a tricycle in the town. Ming Xing saw it and found it novel, so he stopped and bought some small cakes.

I bought two, one of which was prepared for Grandma Cheng.

When she arrived at the door, she found a motorcycle parked at the entrance of the yard.

Ming Xing was a little confused and took a few more glances. It was a pretty wild motorcycle.

Could it be that Grandma Cheng has a guest to entertain today?
To be continued...