Chapter 510 Disappointed with Qiu Chenxi

If it is like Qiu Chenxi's soft teaching method, the students don't take Qiu Chenxi seriously, so how can they obey Qiu Chenxi's arrangement.

"Ah?" Miao Liang was stunned: "Isn't it just teaching a book, and it's so complicated? It's like you train soldiers and talk about strategies. Isn't it too exaggerated?"

Di Yaohui shook his head: "In this world, if you really want to do one thing well, then there is no really simple thing."

"Then in this situation, what should we do next? Let Qiu Chenxi stand on the podium for more than an hour of study time, wasting everyone's time?" Miao Liang was dissatisfied.

Di Yaohui looked directly at the political commissar. The political commissar wiped off his sweat, stood up and said, "It's rare that Comrade Qiu is willing to teach us. You must know that Comrade Qiu is a college student who graduated from the capital. Everyone should seize this opportunity and give more advice to Qiu." Comrades study and study. So I hope that everyone can cooperate with Qiu Chenxi more and absorb more knowledge like a sponge."

If it wasn't for the sake of the Qiu family's face, the political commissar would have driven Qiu Chenxi off the podium and replaced Qiao Nan.

If you don't have such a big head, why do you have to wear such a big hat? Isn't this making yourself guilty?

"OK, everyone is shy, so I don't want to force others. As a member of this army, I still know a little about how much enthusiasm everyone has for English yesterday. I have listened to a lot of everyone's exercises. , I just didn’t expect that everyone would not be willing to stand up and perform.” Qiu Chenxi took a deep breath, trying to mobilize the atmosphere again, and grasp the rhythm of the class in his own hands: “Everyone remembers what they learned yesterday. It's very clear, then, let's start today's class directly."

Qiu Chenxi made a move, and the political commissar was relieved to sit down.

Keeping the political commissar's reaction in his eyes, Qiu Chenxi's tense mind could relax a little bit. Facing the huge blackboard, Qiu Chenxi was at a loss and almost stared at the blackboard with chalk in a daze.

After calmly sorting out her thoughts and glancing at the lesson plan again, Qiu Chenxi took a chalk and squeaked down a few English words on the blackboard.

Qiu Chenxi's handwriting is not ugly, especially when written on paper, but for those who are used to writing on paper, if they write directly on the blackboard without practice, the first few times, the paper on the blackboard will be different from the paper on the blackboard. It is definitely the same word for two people.

For this reason, blackboard writing became a very big test for Qiu Chenxi.

Qiu Chenxi had considered other situations, but the writing on the blackboard was completely out of her expectation.

When the crooked first pen was on the blackboard,

Not listening to the laughter behind her, Qiu Chenxi blushed and wiped off the English letters on the blackboard as fast as she could, preparing to rewrite them.

It's a pity that the first time was ugly, but the second time was also unsatisfactory.

"..."

Qian Yanyan froze for a moment, almost unable to react, how could this happen.

For Qiu Chenxi's age, her handwriting is not as beautiful as that little teacher's. Are you kidding her?

Not only Qian Yanyan had such an idea, but others also couldn't believe that Qiu Chenxi's expression on the blackboard could be so unsatisfactory: "Comrade Qiu is a college graduate, I heard that Teacher Xiao Qiao is a high school student. Could it be that he left It's been too long in the campus, so Comrade Qiu's handwriting has deteriorated? Comrade Qiu's writing on the blackboard can't be compared with Teacher Xiao Qiao's at all."

There were discussions behind him, and Qiao Nan and Qiu Chenxi immediately had a rivalry.

One is a comrade, and the other is a teacher. From this title alone, Qiu Chenxi is just asking for the same thing, and he is one level shorter than Qiao Nan.

With a red face on Lin Yuankang's face, he approached Qiao Nan: "Little apprentice, seeing this situation, what do you think, do you want to share it with me, master, it's so boring to have fun alone. It's interesting. Let’s share it with everyone.”

"Interesting?" Qiao Nan shook her head: "I don't think it's interesting. I just want to say that Qiu Chenxi didn't catch up with the time." There is one, or even several computers. In almost all schools, from elementary school to university, each classroom can be equipped with a controller, as long as it is connected to a laptop, projected with a projector, and broadcast a PPT.

It doesn't matter whether Qiu Chenxi's writing on the blackboard is good-looking or ugly. Once the computer is turned on, the font and typesetting are so beautiful that they won't be as embarrassing as they are today.

"A good time, when is a good time?" Lin Yuankang frowned in confusion.

"I mean, our big China is great. With the current development speed of our country, I don't think it will be a few years. Teachers may not have to write blackboard writing by themselves in class. There are machines that can project, so that the time in the classroom can be reduced. Waste. Make it easy and happy for students to go to class."

"Will there be such a day?" Lin Yuankang was a little puzzled: "China will develop, there is no doubt, but the day you mentioned, is it possible?"

Classes are still so high-end?

"It's definitely possible." Not ten years later, it is estimated that in two years, entering the 21st century, first of all, universities will adopt this teaching model.

"Nan Nan, do you want to be an English teacher in the future?" But he hoped that the little apprentice could continue his mantle.

"No, I'm just talking about China's future development. I'm not interested in being a teacher. If you didn't bring me here this time, would I be able to take this job?" Qiao Nan said with a face of denial, living in Qiao's house, she She had enough to worry about. If she was a teacher, she would never be able to finish her worries.

If possible, she would try to avoid a great profession like a teacher that requires a lot of hard work and hard work.

"That's good." Lin Yuankang was relieved.

"What's the matter?" Qiao Nan didn't understand.

"It's nothing, just keep listening. It's very impolite for us to talk about ourselves while others are teaching. Nannan, as your teacher, I have to correct you. You can't do this in the future." Lin Yuan Kang straightened his head and looked directly at the blackboard, sizing up the writing on the blackboard that Qiu Chenxi wrote later.

Qiao Nan, who was inexplicably criticized by Lin Yuankang, was called an injustice.

Obviously, the topic this time was provoked by her master, and she could only reply with a few words at most. How did she become that impolite and disrespectful person?

After finally finishing writing a few words on the blackboard, Qiu Chenxi's vermilion face eased a lot, but the corner of her eye turned to Qiao Nan unkindly, Qiao Nan must have done it on purpose!