Almighty substitute teacher

Chapter 98 Women Are Good at "Two Finger Zen"

When Yang Zhengdong was struggling with the food, he suddenly heard Wang Xiaoru's cry of surprise and excitement.

Looking up, it turned out that it was Wang Chengzhi and Chen Jiahui who came out, each holding a plate of carved radish flowers.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

Sure enough!

These two apprentices really need to practice their eyesight. I didn't see anyone eating, so why worry?

However, as a teacher, it is not easy to discourage students' self-motivation, so I can only stop my chopsticks and check.

"Well, the carving has improved, and it can basically be similar in shape! The next step is to practice more and observe more to see what kind of spirit the peony has. You should also read more and think more to see how the ancients understood peony. only then can the resemblance of form be transformed into resemblance of spirit!"

Yang Zhengdong made a few simple comments, and then continued to eat, saying that the taste of the two people's dishes was really good, and they were quite good.

The next day Yang Zhengdong taught the children the prepared lessons as usual, but there was an extra "big" student in the school classroom, of course it was the classmate Liang Yalin.

She sat in the empty seat in the last row, with her chin resting on her cheek, and attended the whole morning class, including Chinese, arithmetic, English, and music.

She is not bad at Chinese, because Yang Zhengdong mainly talks about the contents of the books, but more about teaching students how to understand.

As soon as this thinking-based teaching method came out, Liang Yahui felt that it was very inspiring to her studies, even though she was already in high school.

She was completely ignorant of the arithmetic course. All kinds of fancy exercises, as well as various simple ways of memorizing and calculating, opened her eyes.

Didn't know you could learn math like this?Yang Zhengdong adopts different teaching methods for students of different grades.

For example, children in the first grade directly drew bananas, apples, and little cats on the blackboard. The lectures sounded like storytelling, so that the children could quickly do basic operations such as classification, connection, and counting.

One of the stories is still fresh in Liang Yalin's memory, using a combination of story teaching and game teaching.

Yang Zhengdong told a story about dividing peaches in Huaguo Mountain. The prototype character is the Monkey King in Huaguo Mountain in "Journey to the West".

The Monkey King is known to almost everyone in China. He is the protagonist of Wu Chengen's works by the famous novelist during the decline of the Ming Empire. He is a monkey with great powers. Naturally, Liang Yalin also knows about it.

Looking at the students' reactions, Liang Yalin knew that Yang Zhengdong must have told them about the original version of "Journey to the West", because everyone was not curious, but looked forward to it.

"Mount Huaguo has beautiful mountains and clear waters, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. There are a group of little monkeys living there. On this day, the peach trees in Huaguo Mountain are full of peaches. There are a group of monkeys sitting under the peach trees. They are all waiting for the Monkey King to distribute the peaches to them... "

Yang Zhengdong paused for a while when he said that, seeing the little guys turned their attention, they continued to use interesting language and vivid tone and demeanor to explain the topic in terms of stories.

The Monkey King came at the right time, looked at the little monkeys who were sitting and waiting, and said to the little monkeys: "Every two monkeys will share eight peaches."

The little monkey said: "Not enough!"

The Monkey King said: "Okay! I will give you 80 peaches and 20 monkeys to share."

The little monkey made an inch of it, scratched his scalp, and said tentatively: "My lord, can you please give me some more?"

The Monkey King thought for a while and said, "I really can't do anything about you. I'll give you 800 peaches, but you get 200 monkey points. You should be satisfied now!"

Now, the little monkeys cheered in unison, "Long live the king!"

At this time, the Monkey King smiled.

Yang Zhengdong stopped talking and asked, "Tell me, why did the Monkey King laugh?"

Naturally, Liang Yalin could understand, at least all the children over ten years old in this classroom understood, but what surprised her was that none of the senior children rushed to answer, and they were all doing their own things.

Only a dozen or so children in the first and second grades raised their hands clatteringly, and Yang Zhengdong nodded to a child who seemed to be only six or seven years old to get up.

Liang Yalin couldn't quite tell who it belonged to, but the little guy's eloquence left a deep impression on her. She stood up and said a lot of calculations, and even played multiplication and division very smoothly.

"The Monkey King is so smart, he doesn't get more points for a single peach! Two monkeys get 2 points, and one monkey gets 8 points. Then the little monkey is not satisfied, then 4 peaches and 80 monkey points, one monkey still gets 20 points, only But the number is too big. In the end, 4 peaches and 800 little monkeys are divided, or 200 peaches for one little monkey. If the number is larger, the little monkeys think it is too much, but in fact, it is still so much for each hand!"

"Great! Everyone said Pengpeng was right?"

"Correct!"

"Then you have to remember, learn arithmetic well, so that you won't be fooled by the monkey king when you divide the peaches..."

Yang Zhengdong made a summary of the story, and then drew a monkey on the blackboard. The drawing was very like, and the eyes revealed agility.

"Now it's time to divide the peaches. I don't know how many peaches there are in a pile, but one monkey gets three, and seven monkeys get one; one monkey gets four, and five monkeys get two. Let's do the math. Now, how many peaches are there in this pile? There are 3 monkeys, how many monkeys can be divided, and how many are left?"

Then I chose a child to go up and draw peaches on the blackboard on the spot, and everyone started to draw on the notebook, and none of them was distracted.

The arithmetic class went on very quickly, and Yang Zhengdong had a good grasp of the time. He divided a class time into several parts and taught different grades respectively.

Whenever they are in that grade, the students of that grade will actively cooperate and listen very carefully, and do exercises suitable for them at other times.

After the third English class, Liang Yalin moved her stiff jaw, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Chinese and arithmetic are not bad, Yang Zhengdong just made innovations, and the content is still suitable for all age groups.

But the English class was amazing. As soon as the class started, Yang Zhengdong immediately started to speak English, which turned out to be an all-English class.

He has no grades, but the whole class of more than 40 children learn the same grade. Yang Zhengdong writes on the blackboard while speaking, sometimes with some interesting illustrations.

What surprised her even more was that the children below listened with gusto, as if they could understand everything, and they all answered the questions in English.

This discovery almost didn't drive Liang Yalin crazy!

Who would have imagined that in such a crude classroom with a bunch of little kids, even the first-grade kids could speak better than her, a high school graduate!
Is this science?

This is certainly not scientific!

Could it be that the English that she has practiced day and night all these years has been learned into the dog's belly?

Seeing Yang Zhengdong chatting with the children below, Liang Yalin fell into deep self-doubt.

I only remember her younger sister, Liang Yahui, speaking fluently with Yang Zhengdong on stage in pure English without a trace of "Mengxi Village" accent.

When is her older sister not as good as her younger sister?She was in deep doubt.

You must know that she was the pride of my younger sister in the past, but now I find that my younger sister has unknowingly left her by more than two blocks in speaking!
She was in no mood for the last music class. Watching a group of little guys singing beautiful songs under the leadership of Yang Zhengdong, she was still immersed in the shock of the morning.

Keep turning in circles in autism.

who am I?
where am I?
What should I do?
Why am I not as good as a primary school student?
Until after school, a group of children went to the cafeteria to eat, and she just sat there blankly until...

"I said big class beauty, can you save some face? You have been distracted in my classroom all morning? Are you thinking of some handsome guy?"

Yang Zhengdong sat in front of her and asked.

"Ah? Go to hell... A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory, how can there be any handsome guy!"

Liang Yalin came to her senses, glared fiercely at Yang Zhengdong and said.

"Aren't I? You can't even see such a handsome freshman, and his eyes are so short-sighted?"

Yang Zhengdong moved a little closer, and the two faced each other, keeping a distance of [-] centimeters, and asked in feigned surprise.

"Go to hell! What kind of handsome guy are you... Well, looking at it this way, you do have the potential to be a handsome guy. Let me take a closer look..."

As Liang Yalin spoke, she moved her face a little closer, the distance between the two shortened from twenty to ten, and the tip of her nose could smell Liang Yalin's faint body fragrance, Yang Zhengdong blushed, and retreated voluntarily.

"Why did you run away?"

Liang Yalin asked curiously.

"Why else, not as thick-skinned as you!"

"You die for me!"

"Ah, it hurts!"

Yang Zhengdong touched the pinched place on his arm, grinning and sucking in the cool air, why do women like to use "two-finger meditation"?

Kung Fu, one of the 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple, was not expected to be passed down from Lan Xing, and there are also a bunch of "experts" who have successfully practiced it.

It seemed that Sun Yuanyuan was one of the ones who pinched him, but he endured it willingly.

The rest are Liang Yalin and Tong Yaojia. These two women like to use "two-finger meditation", or the kind that pinches a little flesh and twists 360 degrees.

"It deserves it! Who would say that about a girl..."

Liang Yalin wrinkled her small nose, rolled her big eyes, and watched Yang Zhengdong play tricks here.

"Can you be a lady? How can you get married like this!"

"You said it!"

"Stop talking! Stop talking! It hurts..."

Yang Zhengdong hid too slowly, and the little flesh on his arm was pinched by the "two-finger Zen" again, so he could only cry and beg for mercy.

"That's about the same! Take me to dinner!"

After this fight, Liang Yalin accumulated a lot of questions and didn't know what to ask.

He could only rub his fingers gently on his arm, and then said in a pretentiously fierce tone.

"Okay, this way please, try the canteen of our Mengxi Village Elementary School!"

Yang Zhengdong pretentiously extended his hand to lead, and led Liang Yalin to the cafeteria outside the school.

"I didn't expect that you even set up a cafeteria after becoming a teacher."

Liang Yalin looked at the tidy courtyard, where a group of children were eating food, and said with emotion.

"That's necessary. Teacher Ben is born to do big things! After the summer vacation, I'll tidy up the other classrooms and turn them into two dormitories, so that the children can have a place to rest at noon. Then I'll build a reading room... ..."

Yang Zhengdong was talking to himself, he didn't notice Liang Yalin's eyes, he actually looked at him with a strange expression...

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