Almighty substitute teacher

Chapter 348

Wei Tianxiang was a big smoker no weaker than the old party secretary, and he smoked half a pack of cigarettes in more than 20 minutes.

Those female teachers and so on are far away from the two of them, for fear of being turned into a "tobacco goose".

When it was time to enter the examination room, Yang Zhengdong walked forward with the team, and an unknown staff member was registering at the door.

In front of him was Wei Tianxiang, when the old man took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over to Wei Tianxiang, Yang Zhengdong's face immediately changed. How could there be an "examination admission ticket" here?

Why didn't he?

"Comrade, please show your admission ticket, we will register for you!"

The little girl sitting at the door stretched out her hand and said.

"That...comrade, when did our admission ticket be issued? Why don't I have an admission ticket?"

Yang Zhengdong asked helplessly.

"No admission ticket? Which village are you from? Are you a substitute teacher?"

the little girl asked suspiciously.

"Of course it is. My name is Yang Zhengdong. I'm from Mengxi Village. I must be a substitute teacher."

He could only answer truthfully.

"Yang Zhengdong? I know this name. I have your exam admission ticket. I filled it out for you myself. Director Zhen said he was going to visit relatives in Mengxi Village and brought it to you. Didn't you receive it?"

The little girl asked with wide eyes.

Seeing that he doesn't look like a fake, it means that the admission ticket was really issued, and it must be the "kind" Director Zhen who made the move.

"Is Director Zhen here today?"

Yang Zhengdong really wanted to ask Zhen Youlian, who was the admission ticket "delivered" to?
"Not here. Something happened to Director Zhen a few days ago. He came here two days ago and asked for leave to go home. That's when the admission ticket was taken away."

The little girl answered truthfully.

"Then is there any other way for me to take the exam?"

Yang Zhengdong felt that he was about to be amused, this Zhen Youlian could use any trick.

What could be the point of such a trick?
He is still having a great time playing, and he is really a talent.

It's a pity that it is not used in a serious place.

"I have a stub there, there are still a few minutes left, I'll go and fill in another one for you!"

The little girl thought about it and said.

Yang Zhengdong wanted to give up at first, so he just asked casually, who knew that the little girl was so enthusiastic and took the initiative to find a solution for him.

Definitely a nice guy!

He hurriedly thanked him, and helped the little girl stare at the entrance registration, and she ran upstairs to reissue the admission ticket for him.

After about three or four minutes, the little girl came back and handed him the reissued admission ticket.

Filled with his name and personal information, it looks like a note, but it is stamped with the official seal of the township education committee.

"Thank you, without your help, I really don't know how to take the exam? What's your name, after the exam, I'll invite you to dinner to express my gratitude."

Yang Zhengdong also warmly thanked him.

"It's okay, you go in quickly, the questions will be issued soon, take the exam well!"

The little girl said with a smile.

"Well, that's fine, you haven't said your name yet?"

Yang Zhengdong really appreciates this girl, she is enthusiastic and capable, and she has not been polluted by those messy things.

"My name is Song Xiaohui. I'm a new intern in the office. I've been in Director Zhen's class recently."

Song Xiaohui introduced herself with a smile, and let Yang Zhengdong go in for the exam.

He went in with his admission ticket, looked at the table number, and found that Wei Tianxiang was next to him.

This is really fate.

Nodding to the old man was regarded as a greeting, and Yang Zhengdong sat on the table and waited for the exam to start.

At this time, there were still five or six minutes before the start of the exam. Old Wei stretched his neck over and chatted with him in a low voice. At the end, the old man blushed a little and made a request.

If during the exam, he has questions that he doesn't know, let Yang Zhengdong carry forward the revolutionary friendship and show him the answers selflessly.

Yang Zhengdong was a little dumbfounded immediately, seeing the old man's pleading face, he finally agreed softly.

In fact, he has never taken this kind of test in two lifetimes. Who knows what topics are tested, and I hope he can do it too.

If so, it would not be too contrary to conscience to show the old man a pension at that time.

The invigilator walked in. It was two people who had never seen each other before. It was unknown whether they were from the township education committee or were transferred from other villages to invigilate the exam.

The two people came in and began to split the test papers, distributed the test papers to everyone, checked the time and let everyone start the test.

Yang Zhengdong picked up the test paper and looked it over, and he was convinced that these test questions were basically about pedagogy or educational psychology.

It's really not that difficult for him.

You have to know the various exams related to teaching in the previous life, which are also endless.

He can answer these questions with his eyes closed. Even if the questions are not the same, he thinks there should be no problem.

After all, he is also a student of the middle school in this life, and he also has contact with these things. When the original owner Yang Zhengdong gave him his body, he didn't forget to give him a backup of his memory.

All the questions are basically judgment and multiple choice questions, and there are only two major subjective questions.

The test score ratio is almost six to four points. Yang Zhengdong feels that he can pass the exam just by doing objective questions.

After all, this kind of exam is a pass of [-] points, and passing means passing.

It's just... what if it passes?

At this time, Yang Zhengdong was a little entangled. He wanted to be a formal teacher, but didn't he already prepare other things now?
It's really troublesome to have to resign after it has become a public office.

Why not?

just forget it!
Normal exams, what you look like in the exam is what you look like, and the rest will be discussed later.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhengdong turned to the questions and began to answer them. These questions were indeed too simple for him.

For example, this "highly accepting and strict requirements, what kind of teacher-student relationship is it?"

This is a multiple-choice question, and the alternative answers given are authoritative, democratic, laissez-faire, and authoritarian.

He directly chose the authoritative serial number, which is all basic knowledge.

At most, the last autocratic type interferes, but where does Chinese socialism come from?This is for points.

After answering this question, he glanced up and found that many people were biting the nibs of their pens, as if they were stumped.

Only then did I suddenly realize that my seemingly simple topic may not be so easy for those who have not received systematic training in the team.

Just like old man Wei Tianxiang, he was a human-shaped head scratcher, constantly scratching his few remaining hairs.

The tip of the pen in my hand is almost chewed!

Yang Zhengdong's heart was a little heavy. For a person like Old Wei, if he was tested for elementary school knowledge, he would probably be familiar with it, and he would just open his mouth.

But it may be really difficult for him to test this kind of professional knowledge.

Although these are not too difficult, but the old man has not received formal training, how can he know so much knowledge about moral education and student classification.

Even if you know it, you can do it at ordinary times, I am afraid that you have not formed a systematic knowledge system.

Thinking of this, he quickly started to answer the questions. If his eyesight was okay, he should be able to see it.

Sure enough, when Lao Wei had no idea, he planned to ask Yang Zhengdong for help. Unexpectedly, when he looked over, he saw that half of the test paper was aimed at him, and immediately began to answer excitedly.

Du Chengliang accompanied the two to inspect the examination room, stood at the window of the classroom, and couldn't help but nodded while watching the scene of answering questions inside.

But immediately his complexion turned ugly, because at the right back of the classroom, there was a person he didn't want to see sitting there, and he was answering the questions with a scribble.

The anger in my heart burst out on the spot, this Zhen Youlian is usually very reliable in handling things, why didn't she manage this thing well.

Just when I was about to turn around and ask, I remembered that Zhen Youlian was not there.

A few days ago, when I returned to the village with a whole body of shit, it spread on the street.

It is said that Director Zhen went to the countryside to "eat chicken" and ate three whole chickens, which made him swell up and down.

Ordinarily, this incident is not a big deal, but Zhen Youlian is a woman after all, and a woman who pays more attention to image.

Everywhere I go, people point at my back and gossip, so I can't stand it anymore, so I can only ask for leave to avoid the limelight, and wait until it fades away.

This is something I personally confessed, and I don't know how it can be done like this.

He turned his head and asked the person next to him: "Who checked the candidate's identity this time?"

"Director Du, it was checked by Song Xiaohui. Is there any problem? Do you need me to call him over?"

The person next to him replied immediately.

"Xiaohui checked? Don't look for her yet, do you know if anyone entered the examination room today without an admission ticket?"

Du Chengliang frowned and asked.

If Song Xiaohui really let it in, then this matter would be really difficult.

It's not that it's hard to get that person out of the examination room, it's that Song Xiaohui is hard to handle, this girl...

Alas, I can't afford to offend you!

"Before today's exam, Xiaohui went to the office and made up the admission ticket for a teacher, saying that the person had lost his admission ticket."

The people around him thought for a while and replied.

"Forget it, keep an eye on it!"

Du Chengliang said angrily.

But there's no way to say it, so I can only blame that Song Xiaohui for meddling.

After Du Chengliang finished speaking, he returned to the office, and the other two didn't know what the director meant.

I can only enter the classroom to be an invigilator. Didn't the director say to keep an eye on it?

"Who is that? You take the exam well, where are your eyes looking?"

With two more invigilators, the exam will be formalized immediately.

Those who are thinking carefully at the moment are all complaining in their hearts, and they will not refuse to glance at any broken exam questions.

At this time, Yang Zhengdong had already finished answering the questions. The objective questions only took 5 minutes, and the subjective questions only took about ten minutes.

The rest of the time was spent trying to find ways to give Wei Xing "convenience".

Although Old Wei is old, his eyes are really sharp. It is estimated that he has been a teacher for many years, and even this kind of thing is a thief.

Now at this time, it is almost time to copy... After referring to the answer, the two cooperated tacitly and cleverly, even though the four of them had eight eyes, they didn't notice that the two of them had already cheated.

Half an hour later, the four invigilators began to turn around in the examination room, and no one had a chance this time.

Seeing this, Yang Zhengdong handed in the paper directly. Anyway, that's the way it is, and he has nothing to do when he stays there.

When he was riding a motorcycle out of the school gate, a pair of eyes stared at him coldly through the window...

(End of this chapter)