Mo Zhicheng explained: "Our school doesn't start until after 8 o'clock, and in front of it is time for morning exercises, breakfast and morning reading."
"However, I have a mouth on you, so I can say whatever I want." Lin Shanfeng sneered.
"What are you arguing about this early in the morning?" A middle-aged man walked downstairs. He was Chen Shangdong, a cadre who worked at the Highway Bureau.
"Oh, it's Leader Chen." Lin Shanfeng, who had been facing Mo Zhicheng with a straight face just now, immediately changed his face, and his face was full of flattery.
Chen Shangdong responded arrogantly to Lin Shanfeng, raised his head and shouted to his two sons upstairs: "Hurry up, Teacher Mo has gone to school."
Although Chen Shangdong is not very proud at work, among the people in the apartment, he looks very aloof and proud.
"Dad, I don't want to make up lessons at the teacher's or training institution." Lin Shanfeng's eldest son Lin Heng begged.
"What are you talking about? I have to pay for you to make up classes, do you think I care?" Lin Shanfeng became more and more angry as he spoke.
School teachers charge 1,500 yuan per semester to make up a subject. Li Huabing's training institution also matches the school teachers at 1,500 yuan per subject. Two courses and three subjects add up to 9,000 yuan per child.
For two children, it would cost 18,000 yuan per semester.
Lin Shanfeng sighed secretly and looked up just in time to see his neighbor Song Liang coming out with his two children.
In order for Song Liang's children to receive a better education in the city, the couple came to the city from the countryside to work.
Song Liang works as a security guard in a factory, and his wife Deng Xiaoying sells vegetables on the street.
Lin Shanfeng looked down on him from the bottom of his heart and felt a sense of superiority to those who came from rural areas to work in the city.
Lin Shanfeng deliberately said to Lin Heng: "Do you think some people don't have money to make up classes? I don't think their grades are much better."
Song Liang's face changed slightly when he heard the words referring to Sang and Huai. He knew that Lin Shanfeng looked down on them, who came from the countryside to work in the city, but they could look down on him, but they couldn't look down on his children.
The couple worked hard to work in the city, just to give their children a better education and help them succeed.
At this time, Lin Shanfeng's daughter Lin Xiaoxue, who was in fourth grade, said: "Dad, Song Chunfang's grades are among the top three in our class, and the teacher often praises her."
Lin Shanfeng's face turned ugly when he heard his daughter praising Song Liang's eldest daughter. His daughter was really ignorant, how could she slap her father in the face like this?
Seeing that his two sons were still lingering and not coming down, Chen Shangdong couldn't help scolding his wife upstairs: "Tan Tingting, what the hell are you doing, why don't you let your sons come down quickly?"
"Your precious son refuses to come down, why are you scolding me?" A woman's head appeared on the third floor.
Tan Tingting works in the district library and her working hours are relatively flexible, so the couple stipulated that Chen Shangdong would drop off the items in the morning and Tan Tingting would pick them up in the afternoon.
Lin Shanfeng saw that Li Huabing was going downstairs to have morning tea at the restaurant outside. He hurriedly smiled and said: "Teacher Li, my two children are taking extra classes at your training institution. Can you give me a discount?"
"Oh, Boss Lin, what we earn is hard-earned money, unlike some teachers in public schools who just drag students to make up classes in some small houses and earn unclear income." Li Huabing glanced at Mo Zhicheng deliberately.
Li Huabing was having fun at Mo Zhicheng's house yesterday. Now seeing Mo Zhicheng there alone, it was a good time to ridicule him.
"Yes, yes." Some neighbors echoed.
Everyone knows that Li Huabing's training institution has made a lot of money, but who would offend the rich Li Huabing?
Besides, their children are all taking extra classes at Li Huabing's place, and as Lin Shanfeng said, they want to get some discounts.
"I did not recruit students to make up classes." Mo Zhicheng rectified his name.
Li Huabing laughed and said, "That means you have no ability. Other teachers are making up lessons, but you, Mo Zhicheng, can't get students to make up lessons. This means that your teaching level is very poor, and other students dare not ask you to make up lessons."
"Hahaha!" some neighbors shouted.
Anyway, if people are going to quarrel, they can just watch and eat.
"You, you..." Mo Zhicheng's face turned red when Li Huabing said it, and he lowered his head and was speechless.
The neighbors also looked down on Mo Zhicheng, who had a soft personality and listened to his mother in everything. Since Liang Ping was not here, everyone laughed at him freely.
Yang Yujuan happened to go downstairs to go to work. Seeing that Mo Zhicheng was criticized by Li Huabing for being useless, she was so angry that she cursed: "Li Huabing, if you are so good, why do you ask him to help you attract students?"
"Haha." When Li Huabing saw Yang Yujuan appear, he said haha and left.
Yang Yujuan saw Mo Zhicheng still standing there looking angry, but she lowered her head and did not dare to refute. She felt disappointed in her heart: You can be angry, but don't you have the ability to refute Li Huabing?
Men should behave like men!
Everyone left one after another, and the small courtyard below the apartment suddenly became quiet.
When Yang Yujuan returned to the department, she secretly felt sad when she heard her colleagues say that the commercial housing she lived in was a bit big and that cleaning was very hard.
People with some ability buy commercial housing.
They both work in a work unit and have worked hard for more than ten years, but they still live in a small house in an old apartment.
If it were like Chen Shangdong's three bedrooms and two living rooms with more than 100 square meters, it would be fine and the living would be more comfortable.
Yang Yujuan recalled that during the years of marriage, Mo Zhicheng had accomplished nothing and had a weak personality that was not like a man. She had also been wronged for so many years.
This life was becoming more and more boring... The doctor was about to do a morning check-up, and she hurriedly followed behind.
When Mo Zhicheng arrived at school, he immediately started spinning like a top. Especially as a class teacher, he had to take the students through morning exercises and then distribute their breakfast.
Then it was time to watch their morning reading. It was past eight o'clock after this busy time. When he returned to the classroom, Mo Zhicheng realized that he had not eaten breakfast yet.
Sitting opposite his desk is Chen Shuizhen, the English teacher of his class. She is beautiful, but strangely she is not married at the age of 30.
"Teacher Chen, do you have breakfast?" Mo Zhicheng asked sheepishly.
Chen Shuizhen, who was correcting homework, raised her head and said with a smile: "Teacher Mo, you, the class teacher, don't have breakfast with the students in the classroom, why are you asking me?"
"I was just looking at the students, and when I remembered to have breakfast, I had to study early again." Mo Zhicheng felt embarrassed.
The students in Class 5(3) are quite naughty and will make trouble if they are not watched closely.
"I just happened to bring two extra loaves, you can eat it." Chen Shuizhen opened the drawer as if he was familiar with it and took out a plastic bag.
"Thank you so much." Mo Zhicheng gratefully took the plastic bag.
Chen Shuizhen often kept bread after eating breakfast at school, so he asked this question.
"You're welcome. It would be great if you could manage the discipline of your class. If the discipline is not good, it will be difficult to improve your grades." Chen Shuizhen sighed.
She teaches English to three classes, and class 5 (3) has the worst discipline.
This class is the worst class in the grade. People saw that Mo Zhicheng was easy to talk to, so they deliberately assigned him this class.
Mo Zhicheng still had no objection at all, which made the other class teachers chuckle secretly.
You must know that the class teacher's performance is related to his class grades, discipline, double-excellent class scores, etc., so he gets the minimum performance bonus every semester.
