Quick Transmute Beauty Transformation Project
Chapter 647, National Female Idol
Chapter 647, National Female Idol
The children dispersed in a swarm.Shen Bohui understood Lin Anluo's intention and asked, "Should we teach separately as well?"
Tan Shuli muttered, "There are only a dozen or so people making such trouble."
This sentence was really not very pleasant, but Lin Anluo pretended not to hear it, and said to Shen Bohui, "Yes, brother Shen, I'll teach the first and second grades, the younger ones are difficult to teach, and I'll leave the upper grades to you."
Jian Chengguang said, "I'll go too. I just watched it among the first and second grade students. Half of them were there. Xiaolan and I were together."
Shen Bohui was in charge of the third and fourth grade students, and Tan Shuli went to the second floor to manage the senior students with the smallest number.
Lin Anluo couldn't help sighing when she entered the classroom, the school is too poor, it's okay for a few children to squeeze together to read a textbook.
Facing those big clean and bright eyes, Lin Anluo felt very sad.She divided up the teaching materials left on the podium for the teacher to teach, and asked Jian Chengguang about the children's teaching progress.Jian Chengguang found chalk and wrote a poem on the blackboard, marking all the pinyin of the poem. After he finished writing, he walked up to Lin Anluo and showed him the chalk that was less than one centimeter short in his hand. He couldn't laugh or cry, "I almost took Can't live with it."
He was about to throw it away after speaking, when a little girl screamed, "Don't throw it away! Wang Laosi will be very angry!"
Jian Chengguang withdrew his hand embarrassingly, facing the little girl a little timidly, "But this can't be used anymore."
The little girl said, "Anyway, don't lose it."
The two teachers looked at each other and saw helplessness on each other's faces.
The sound insulation of the classroom is not good. When the two of them matched the faces and names of the students in the class, the two seniors next door and upstairs had already started teaching, and they could hear their voices reciting poems.
"Teacher Lanlan, why did you come to our place?" Wang Juanjuan, the short-haired girl who just stopped Jian Chengguang from throwing chalk, asked curiously after she introduced herself.
"Let's shoot the show." Jian Chengguang said.
"What program?" The other children chattered.
"The program on the Internet is called Tianya Haijiao."
Wang Juanjuan had the loudest voice, speaking Mandarin exactly like the village head, "What about Internet [-]?"
This question caught Jian Chengguang. He looked at Lin Anluo and asked for help. Lin Anluo could only bite the bullet and explain to the children, "It's the same place as TV. You can see us on the Internet. You saw this uncle carrying the machine. Come on, if you have anything you want to say to others, you can say it in front of this mirror, and then people all over the world can see you."
She pulled the cameraman in front of her and asked him to take pictures of these innocent children.
Wang Juanjuan looked at the pitch-black "mirror" she referred to, shrank back in obvious fear, frowned and turned away from speaking.
Lin Anluo asked Jian Chengguang in a low voice, "Is what I just said scary?"
Jian Chengguang thought for a while, and then replied in a low voice, "It should be because I haven't seen it before, so I'm afraid, it's not your problem."
The other children ran behind the videographer to avoid the camera, and the cameraman carried the camera in a circle to shoot them. The children thought it was fun, so they played hide-and-seek with him in circles.
Jian Chengguang, "Did we also write a song "Compassion for Farmers" and didn't teach it?"
Lin Anluo, "It seems so."
Upstairs, Tan Shuli yelled, "Follow me, yes! Not four! You Mandarin speakers..."
Downstairs, Lin Anluo and Jian Chengguang were catching chickens running around in the classroom. They grabbed one and pinned it down on the seat, while the other one ran away. The scene was very chaotic for a time.
(End of this chapter)
The children dispersed in a swarm.Shen Bohui understood Lin Anluo's intention and asked, "Should we teach separately as well?"
Tan Shuli muttered, "There are only a dozen or so people making such trouble."
This sentence was really not very pleasant, but Lin Anluo pretended not to hear it, and said to Shen Bohui, "Yes, brother Shen, I'll teach the first and second grades, the younger ones are difficult to teach, and I'll leave the upper grades to you."
Jian Chengguang said, "I'll go too. I just watched it among the first and second grade students. Half of them were there. Xiaolan and I were together."
Shen Bohui was in charge of the third and fourth grade students, and Tan Shuli went to the second floor to manage the senior students with the smallest number.
Lin Anluo couldn't help sighing when she entered the classroom, the school is too poor, it's okay for a few children to squeeze together to read a textbook.
Facing those big clean and bright eyes, Lin Anluo felt very sad.She divided up the teaching materials left on the podium for the teacher to teach, and asked Jian Chengguang about the children's teaching progress.Jian Chengguang found chalk and wrote a poem on the blackboard, marking all the pinyin of the poem. After he finished writing, he walked up to Lin Anluo and showed him the chalk that was less than one centimeter short in his hand. He couldn't laugh or cry, "I almost took Can't live with it."
He was about to throw it away after speaking, when a little girl screamed, "Don't throw it away! Wang Laosi will be very angry!"
Jian Chengguang withdrew his hand embarrassingly, facing the little girl a little timidly, "But this can't be used anymore."
The little girl said, "Anyway, don't lose it."
The two teachers looked at each other and saw helplessness on each other's faces.
The sound insulation of the classroom is not good. When the two of them matched the faces and names of the students in the class, the two seniors next door and upstairs had already started teaching, and they could hear their voices reciting poems.
"Teacher Lanlan, why did you come to our place?" Wang Juanjuan, the short-haired girl who just stopped Jian Chengguang from throwing chalk, asked curiously after she introduced herself.
"Let's shoot the show." Jian Chengguang said.
"What program?" The other children chattered.
"The program on the Internet is called Tianya Haijiao."
Wang Juanjuan had the loudest voice, speaking Mandarin exactly like the village head, "What about Internet [-]?"
This question caught Jian Chengguang. He looked at Lin Anluo and asked for help. Lin Anluo could only bite the bullet and explain to the children, "It's the same place as TV. You can see us on the Internet. You saw this uncle carrying the machine. Come on, if you have anything you want to say to others, you can say it in front of this mirror, and then people all over the world can see you."
She pulled the cameraman in front of her and asked him to take pictures of these innocent children.
Wang Juanjuan looked at the pitch-black "mirror" she referred to, shrank back in obvious fear, frowned and turned away from speaking.
Lin Anluo asked Jian Chengguang in a low voice, "Is what I just said scary?"
Jian Chengguang thought for a while, and then replied in a low voice, "It should be because I haven't seen it before, so I'm afraid, it's not your problem."
The other children ran behind the videographer to avoid the camera, and the cameraman carried the camera in a circle to shoot them. The children thought it was fun, so they played hide-and-seek with him in circles.
Jian Chengguang, "Did we also write a song "Compassion for Farmers" and didn't teach it?"
Lin Anluo, "It seems so."
Upstairs, Tan Shuli yelled, "Follow me, yes! Not four! You Mandarin speakers..."
Downstairs, Lin Anluo and Jian Chengguang were catching chickens running around in the classroom. They grabbed one and pinned it down on the seat, while the other one ran away. The scene was very chaotic for a time.
(End of this chapter)
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