Chapter 33, I am also the one with someone behind my back!

Fresh teahouse.

Fang Yan personally boiled water to make tea, held the teapot and filled the cup in front of Huang Wenqiang with tea, and said with a smile: "The conditions here are too simple. When I have the opportunity in the future, I will make a cup of good tea to entertain our distinguished guests."

"What kind of distinguished guest am I?" Huang Wenqiang said with a smile. He took a sip from the teacup and said, "Not to mention, the tea made by Teacher Fang does have a different taste. Just now, I saw that Teacher Fang's method of making tea is quite good.

Skilled and exquisite --- Teacher Fang is good at tea ceremony?"

"It's not really a tea ceremony. Influenced by the elders in the family, I usually like to drink tea with them. The more I drink and the more I see, the more I understand." Fang Yan glanced at the person sitting next to him and said nothing.

Huang Haoran, who plays a supporting role, said: "Haoran, do you like tea?"

"I like it." Huang Haoran said. "But all the students in the class like to drink Coca-Cola."

"Maybe they will also like drinking tea in the future." Fang Yan said with a smile.

"What can you do?" Huang Wenqiang asked aloud. He is a reporter, and he is unusually keen on the subtext that every sentence may contain.

"I'm going to let them know some knowledge about the tea ceremony." Fang Yan said with a smile. "The tea ceremony is the quintessence of China. Cooking and drinking tea can calm people, cultivate their moral character, and improve a person's personal quality and cultural accomplishment. This kind of good

It's a pity that something is lost like this. If one person can't pass it on, a family can't pass it on. If a group of people and a country can pass it on together, why worry that the Chinese tea ceremony can't be carried forward?"

"But tea ceremony skills are not within the knowledge scope of Chinese textbooks. If you teach these - are you not afraid of being expelled from school again?" Huang Wenqiang asked doubtfully.

Fang Yan did not answer Huang Wenqiang's question, but looked at Huang Haoran and asked: "Huang Haoran, do you think the students will like the tea ceremony class?"

"Yes." Huang Haoran's eyes gleamed. "There will definitely be many classmates who like it."

"Do you think this is good for you?" Fang Yan asked again.

"Yes." Huang Haoran said. "We are also willing to learn some extracurricular knowledge, and we also want to learn things that interest us, but there are too many contents in the textbooks, too many extracurricular assignments, no time, no channels, and in the end we can only

Let it go. In fact, the students still like these very much. Why do the school’s dance club and taekwondo club have so many members? Doesn’t it just prove that everyone likes these?"

Fang Yan was very satisfied with Huang Haoran's answer, and then said to Huang Wenqiang: "Because the exam is not taken, the teacher will not teach - is this really for the students?"

"However, all schools now only focus on fractions. If you delay students' learning----"

"Who said that students who have learned tea ceremony will not be able to get high marks in the exam?" Fang Yan retorted. "How many months are there in a semester, and how many pages are there in a Chinese textbook? If you study hard, one month is enough.

Already."

"Why does it take our students so long to learn well? Because they are tired of learning." Fang Yan himself gave the answer to this question. "I memorize who was born in such and such year all day long, and who died in such and such year. This article represents the author's

What point of view does this poem express? What mood does this poem express? He has been dead for so many years. Who knows what point of view the author expresses? Who knows the mood of the poet when he writes the poem? Maybe it is squatting when he is constipated.

I gave a self-righteous interpretation of the sentence I forced myself to write in the toilet, and then told the students that this was the correct answer ----- Are those who interpreted it the author himself? Are they the poet himself? If not, why should they?

Do you think their interpretation is correct? Why can’t students have their own interpretation? Does the student’s interpretation have to be wrong?”

"If every student has a way of interpretation, in that case, how to judge whether he has scored or not?" Huang Wenqiang asked rhetorically.

"Why do we have to rely on unified thinking to score points?" Fang Yan said helplessly. "Literature is art, and art is inherently difficult to determine. We use scores to rank students into 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and 7.

The first person is closest to the poet, and the second person understands the poet best, but we cannot teach any poet."

"Interesting point of view." Huang Wenqiang smiled. "Do you mind if I organize these words and send them to China Metropolis Daily? The last article had a great response among parents. If we publish a second article

, should be able to heat up the topic again.”

"Okay, but don't sign my name." Fang Yan said.

"Why?"

"Because----" How could Fang Yan tell them that the reason why he didn't want to be famous was because he was worried that Ye Wenwen, a violent woman, would suddenly come and beat him up? "I have a short temper, like peace and quiet, and don't like

Influenced by such vulgar things as fame and fortune."

"There are really not many good teachers like this." Huang Wenqiang said with emotion. "No wonder Haoran said you are different from other teachers."

"If I have forty students, I hope to teach forty geniuses in different fields, not talents in the same model." Fang Yan said. "This is what makes me different from other teachers."

"Teacher Fang is upright and upright----"

"Is there any royalties for publishing articles?"

"some."

"My royalties will be given to classmate Haoran to buy books."

"No, no, no, the royalties are yours, I will let Haoran bring them to you."

"Reporter Huang is too polite----"

"Teacher Fang, don't be too polite."

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There were two Chinese classes in the afternoon, so Fang Yan did not go back from get off work early.

While he was sitting in the office reading, Chen Dahai walked in swaying with a tea cup.

"Teacher Chen is here."

"How come Team Leader Chen has time to inspect the work of our language group?"

"Old Chen, come and have tea. I have waterlogged mountain tea brought from my hometown - it's very fragrant."

Chen Dahai is the leader of the first-grade mathematics group and the head teacher of Class 9. He is close friends with the school leaders such as the vice principal and dean, so he is indeed a very good person to fawn over among the ordinary teachers with no rank.

Chen Dahai greeted the teachers with a smile, then stood in front of Fang Yan, looked at him condescendingly, and said: "Teacher Fang, this is the leave application note from Zheng Guodong, Chen Tao and Li Yang - their

They were not feeling well and asked for leave from me, and I asked them to go back and have a good rest."

After the incident of Zhu Fang falling into the water, Zheng Guodong, Chen Tao and Li Yang ran to Fang Yan and made sarcastic remarks, which almost caused conflicts with other students who were protecting Fang Yan.

Now they knew in advance from their elders at home that Fang Yan not only did not leave, but would come back to be their Chinese teacher - how could they have the nerve to come to class?

It was impossible to find someone to send the leave request note on your behalf. The last time they did this, Fang Yan wrote directly on the back of the note: No approval. They came to Fang Yan to ask for leave themselves, and they couldn't lose face.

So, when they had the opportunity, they decided to come to Chen Dahai. Isn't Chen Dahai their class teacher? Can't they just ask for leave directly from the class teacher?

Fang Yan knew very well what Zheng Guodong and the others were thinking. He took the leave request, looked at it, and asked with concern: "Are the three students Zheng Guodong, Chen Tao and Sanyang seriously ill?"

"It's not a big deal." Chen Dahai said with a smile. He thought, Fang Yan, I want to see how arrogant you can be. It doesn't matter if you offend others. Even the son of Principal Zheng hates you. You are here

How can Zhuque Middle School have a good life?

"Are they hospitalized? I'll go to the hospital to see them." Fang Yan said.

"-----Not hospitalized." Chen Dahai felt very uncomfortable. How could this person talk? Who would go to the hospital to be hospitalized if nothing happened?

"I asked for two classes when I saw them - there shouldn't be enough rest time, right?" Fang Yan looked at the class schedule on the desktop and said, "The first two classes tomorrow will be my Chinese class, and the whole afternoon the day after tomorrow will be

It’s my Chinese class, how about they also hire these five classes?”

"Teacher Fang-----" Chen Dahai's face darkened. "Students ask for leave based on their physical condition. How can you encourage them to ask for so much leave in advance?"

Fang Yan smiled and said: "I'm just afraid that they will suddenly have a stomachache when they take my Chinese class tomorrow, and they will say that their aunt is here when they take my Chinese class the day after tomorrow, so I remind them that it is better to invite them all at once - isn't this more convenient?

Okay? It’s convenient for them and it’s convenient for me too.”

"It seems that Teacher Fang has a prejudice against these three students?" Chen Dahai started to put a hat on Fang Yan's head.

"No, no. Not at all." Fang Yan waved his hand. "Although Teacher Chen framed me behind my back, I will not treat Chen Tao differently just because he is your son. Although this child is very bad in nature, he is still

You are still a child, and as a child you have the opportunity to change your ways - as teachers, we should have confidence in our students."

"Fang Yan, how are you talking? Who is bad in nature? Who framed you behind your back?"

"Chen Tao is evil in nature. Teacher Chen is setting me up behind my back——" Fang Yan smiled bitterly. "We are all colleagues, why do we have to force people to speak so clearly? How can we get along well with each other in the future?"

"You ---- go, follow me to see the principal." Chen Dahai was about to go crazy with Fang Yan. He took Fang Yan's hand and wanted to take him to see the school leaders.

"Master Chen, don't be so impulsive." Fang Yan comforted him warmly. "The fewer people know about this kind of thing, the better. If you make such a noise, everyone will know about it by then. It will be bad for you and classmate Chen Tao----Chen Tao

He is still a child, but he can still be saved."

Chen Tao is a child, so he can still be saved. As for you, Teacher Chen, there is no cure.

The other teachers couldn't sit still and came over to break up the fight.

"Yes, Teacher Chen, don't get excited and say what you have to say----"

"Fang Yan, you have gone too far. How can you talk to Team Leader Chen? Why did Team Leader Chen plot against you? Do you have the ability to tell everyone?"

"He has no hair on his lips and can't do his job well. I really don't know why the school recruits such a little kid——"

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"Let me tell you -----" Fang Yan glanced sideways at the Chinese language teachers who were trying to sidestep him, and said, "I can't stop you from flattering me, so don't drag me along. I'm also someone behind my back. Principal Lu Chaoge, you guys

You all know, right? I am hers."

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"Look, you are all bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. As soon as I said there was someone behind me, you were so scared that you didn't dare to say a word." Fang Yan chased and beat me.

"------" The teachers felt that they could not survive this day and could not stay in this office.

"Fang Yan." Chen Dahai trembled with anger, pointed at Fang Yan and shouted: "I will definitely let you get out of Suzaku. I will."

"Your son was much more powerful than you when he said this." Fang Yan said. He would not take such a weak threat to heart.

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Chapter completed!