Chapter 20 Unanimous communication with the outside world
"What? Don't think I don't know." Jiu Po stepped forward and sneered, "Your hospital is just cheating people and slaughtering us like fat pigs."
Yang Yujuan explained: "Jiu Po, I'm just a nurse in the hospital. I don't know the specific situation."
"Humph, aren't nurses the same? They just know how to let us patients spend more money. Otherwise, how can you have so much money to pay bonuses? You have the most money, and you often give money to your mother-in-law." Jiu Po continued.
When Yang Yujuan heard this, she became angry and said: "Jiu Po, if your eyes are not good, why don't you go to the hospital to have a look? If you think our hospital is not good, you don't have to go to the doctor. What are you talking about here?"
Some elderly people expressed support for Jiu Po, which made Yang Yujuan feel a little helpless with two fists.
At this time, Liang Ping's voice sounded from behind: "What is your name? My Yujuan is right. If you look down on the District People's Hospital, you can go to the Municipal People's Hospital, or you don't have to go see a doctor. Who is forcing you? And
She is just a nurse, not the dean, is it useful for you to say bad things about her?"
Liang Ping was not a fan of saving fuel either. When she found out someone was talking about Yang Yujuan, she immediately ran down from the second floor to reinforce Yang Yujuan.
Due to Liang Ping's participation, the three aunts and six women could not defeat her, so they had to disperse one after another.
When Yang Yujuan saw this, she drove her car to the hospital.
Mo Zhicheng came to school to check in, and then went to the class to see the students.
This time he is still the head teacher of Class 5(3). Although the students in this class are different, the discipline is still as bad as the last class.
Mo Zhicheng has become accustomed to it. Every time the school divides classes, it is said that it is a lottery, but the class with the worst discipline still falls on him.
I don’t know if it was bad luck or someone was cheating. After all, he was the last one when the lot was drawn.
Mo Zhicheng knows that some teachers dislike students with poor discipline, but if you don't teach them and I don't teach them, who will teach those students with poor disciplines?
Therefore, Mo Zhicheng never dislikes students with poor discipline. If these students are not disciplined, they will be in more trouble in the future.
Mo Zhicheng walked up to the podium and explained the after-school on-campus services arranged by the school, asking students to sign up voluntarily.
Mo Zhicheng also knows that every student's family situation is different, and he cannot force students to participate in this after-school on-campus service.
"What? Teacher, don't you go home until six o'clock in the evening?" a student shouted.
"Yeah, it might be dark by the time I get home."
"What is this service for? Is it for us to play ball?" some students asked.
Mo Zhicheng cleared his throat: "The main reason is that when school ends at five o'clock in the afternoon, the school is afraid that there will be no parents to pick up and drop off the students, so the school found an outside agency to set up this after-school on-campus service."
"Then I'll go back and ask my dad." One student said.
Mo Zhicheng said it was voluntary, and the students didn't say anything. Anyway, it was not forced on them.
The next day, the Teaching Office asked each class teacher to report on the registration status of students in their classes for after-school on-campus services. It was found that Mo Zhicheng's class had the smallest number, with only 13 registrations.
"Teacher Mo, how did you mobilize the class?" the instructor He Zhitong asked angrily.
"Some students said they were picked up at home and did not need to stay at school to study by themselves," Mo Zhicheng replied.
What I told parents at the time was that for this service, teachers would watch students do their homework, and students would only sign up if they needed it.
"Wouldn't it be better to stay in school and study for an extra hour? I don't have to bother my parents to pick me up in advance, so I can kill two birds with one stone." He Zhitong asked.
"Director He, I have mobilized people in the class, but the issues that students' parents consider are different from ours, and I can't force them," Mo Zhicheng said.
Huang Mingjiao on the right said deliberately: "Director He, I spent a lot of effort to get about forty students to sign up."
"Sister Jiao, you have done a very solid job as a class teacher, and you deserve to be an excellent class teacher." He Zhitong praised.
Huang Mingjiao looked proud. The Teacher's Day commendation meeting was coming soon, and I heard that she was an outstanding class teacher in the district.
This is not only an honor, but also a bonus.
Every year, Huang Mingjiao competes for this honor.
"Thank you, Director He. I always listen to the leader. When the leader tells me to go east, I will never go west. I will definitely work hard to complete the task." After saying that, Huang Mingjiao glanced at Mo Zhicheng, which meant that Mo Zhicheng did not listen to the leader.
words.
Sure enough, He Zhitong said with a straight face: "Teacher Mo, you will go to the classroom later to mobilize the students. We'd better let the students participate in after-school on-campus services 100%."
"What? One hundred percent." Mo Zhicheng was surprised.
"Yes, we need to unify students, so that everyone does homework and studies together, and no student is left behind. This is also the purpose of our education." He Zhitong nodded, "In case some students don't realize it, return to
What about watching TV and playing games at home? It would be different if our teachers were supervising them in the classroom."
"Yes, Director He still thinks highly of it." Huang Mingjiao immediately flattered He Zhitong, "I also want to make 100% of the students in our class participate in after-school on-campus services."
He Zhitong nodded with satisfaction, praised the well-mobilized class, and proposed that the class should be completed 100% without leaving a single student behind.
Mo Zhicheng returned to the office, secretly having a headache.
This kind of after-school on-campus service is easy to operate in the form of voluntary registration. But it is not easy to get 100% of students to sign up.
When the bell rang, Mo Zhicheng went to Class 5 (3) and continued to mobilize students to sign up for after-school on-campus services, and also asked students to go back and tell their parents.
The next day, more than a dozen students signed up, and the number of registered students in Class 5 (3) was less than thirty, which was still almost half of the number.
In the office, Huang Mingjiao showed off, saying that there were only five students missing in their class, and all the other students had signed up.
When the school saw this situation, it had no choice but to start classes first. After all, it had already been a week since school started.
At noon, Mo Zhicheng told Yang Yujuan the school's rules: "I can't leave school until six o'clock in the evening. Can you pick up and drop off Mo Li?"
"Is it like this from Monday to Friday?" Yang Yujuan frowned.
"I have to be responsible for three afternoons." Mo Zhicheng said.
"What? That's not possible." Yang Yujuan shook her head, "I can coordinate with others twice a week at most, but I can't coordinate with others three times."
Mo Zhicheng raised his head and glanced at his mother who was watching TV in the small living room, and shook his head again.
Before her mother had a stroke, she would often pick up and drop off Mo Yu, who was in elementary school. The couple had no worries.
Thinking of his mother's vigorous figure at that time, Mo Zhicheng felt a little sad.
Time spares no one. When people grow old, they will not be able to escape certain fates.
Mo Zhicheng whispered: "Mom will definitely not be able to pick up Xiaoyu, what should I do?"
