Reborn 1990 Legal Little Wife

Principal Li nodded in agreement and introduced to Ye Sheng: "Mr. Wang is the head teacher of Classes [-] and [-] this year. In this case, you will teach the English teacher of Classes [-] and [-], and Teacher Shen will teach the English of Classes [-] to [-]."

Ye Sheng had no objection. She didn't know anything about the teaching profession. She only knew that later on, the requirements for teachers were very strict, and the management of teachers was also very strict.

She was able to learn more by following Wang Ying.

Wang Ying led Ye Sheng out of the office with a smile, and introduced to Ye Sheng as she walked: "The school has three grades in total, each grade has five classes, and each class has more than 50 students. The five classes I am leading this year have 56 students.”

He also introduced the campus to Ye Sheng. There are three rows of bungalows, one for each grade. The office is at the top of each grade. There is a public toilet in the northeast corner. The large open space in front is the playground. The playground is the land. The grass has just been pulled out and there are many potholes. Somewhat ugly.

There are two basketball courts with square tiles in front of the classroom. They are also the place where the school does radio gymnastics and raises the national flag.

There are several parallel bars next to the court.

The laboratories and so on are all in the small bungalow on the side.

In short, it couldn't be simpler.

Moreover, there was no heating in winter, so students had to go to the coal room to carry coal and light the stove to keep warm.

Ye Sheng was shocked: "It's [-] to [-] degrees below zero in winter here, but there's no heating? Can the children bear it?"

Wang Ying smiled and said: "We are all used to it. Our family homes also have heating in the buildings and not in the bungalows. There are no elementary and junior high schools here. It is estimated that new teaching buildings will be built in a few years."

Just as he was talking, he saw a middle-aged man coming over carrying a shovel and rolling up his trouser legs. Wang Ying smiled and said hello: "Teacher Zhong, are you just back from the fields?"

Teacher Zhong smiled: "I just went to water the fields and came back to class."

Wang Ying smiled and waved: "Then go to class quickly."

Ye Sheng was shocked again: "You can still do farm work in the fields and then come back to teach?"

She thought that after the teacher had finished her class, she could just do her own thing, which was only in school. She didn't expect that she could go out of school and work in the fields.

Wang Ying smiled and nodded: "Yes, many teachers in the school do this. They go to work in the fields after class, or go to the fields first, and then rush back to their own classes."

Ye Sheng murmured: "Is this okay?"

Wang Yingle: "What's wrong with this? Except for the head teacher who has to be at school every day, other teachers only come when the time comes. They can go back early."

Ye Sheng suddenly felt that being a teacher was really good!

Wang Ying took Ye Sheng to the office. The office for the first-grade students was two large offices, with more than a dozen teachers in each office.

The desks were also very simple three-bucket tables with standard wooden chairs. Each teacher's desk was filled with test papers and homework books, as well as steel plate engravings that felt strange to Ye Sheng.

It's the kind that's very old, used to engrave papers and then print them with ink.

Wang Ying smiled and clapped her hands to introduce everyone: "Now, let me introduce to you. This is Ye Sheng, the new Xiaoye teacher, who will teach English to our class and Class [-] in the future."

He also introduced everyone in the office to Ye Sheng.

Ye Sheng couldn't remember it either, she just kept smiling and nodding, but there was a young female teacher who impressed her deeply because the female teacher looked at her with slight hostility.

She also deliberately took a second look at the female teacher, who was wearing a white dress and was pretty and pretty. Her name was Shen Yuru.

The name is quite nice.

Wang Ying made a special introduction: "Ye Sheng, this little teacher Shen teaches English to Classes [-] to [-]. From now on, you can study together and compete secretly."

Ye Sheng smiled generously: "I just came here and I have a lot to learn. I will have to trouble Teacher Shen in the future."

Shen Yuru twitched the corners of her lips and forced a smile: "No, Teacher Ye is too polite."

Wang Ying enthusiastically took Ye Sheng to get the textbooks, and when she came back, she arranged for her to sit in the empty seat next to her: "Ye Sheng, you can sit here. If there are any problems in the future, we can communicate in time."

After Ye Sheng sat down, it was a coincidence that Shen Yuru was opposite him.

It can be clearly seen that Shen Yuru's face is very ugly.

Ye Sheng murmured in his heart, where does this woman's hostility come from?This was her first time meeting her. Could it be Zhou Yanshen's peach blossom debt?

Wang Ying looked at the time and saw that class was about to end, so she took Ye Sheng to the class to meet the students.

The classroom is not big, with more than 50 students sitting there.

Ye Sheng didn't know if it was her imagination, but she felt that the [-] or [-]-year-old first-grade children looked very honest and honest.What surprised her even more was that there was a familiar face in the classroom. It was the little girl she met in the car. She still remembered that girl's name was Lu Yuan.

Wang Ying introduced everyone with a smile: "From now on, this will be our English teacher Teacher Ye. Everyone welcomes her with warm applause."

The children looked at Ye Sheng with bright eyes and clapped their little hands vigorously.

Facing the sincere eyes, Ye Sheng suddenly felt that she really couldn't leave! !

After coming out of the classroom, it was almost time for school to end. Wang Ying took Ye Sheng home with her: "Oh, I'm so happy. We can go together in the future."

Ye Sheng was a little embarrassed: "Sister-in-law, I didn't reject you on purpose before. It was Zhou Yanshen who gave me advice this time. I think being a teacher is really good, so I came here."

Wang Ying's face was filled with an expression that I understand: "It's okay, it's okay, you don't have to be embarrassed. Besides, I heard Zhou Yanshen is right, can my own man harm me?"

Ye Sheng smiled. She had already seen other contents on Wang Ying's face, so she decided not to explain.

Wang Ying was afraid that Ye Sheng wouldn't understand: "You have to remember to prepare lessons at night. The school will definitely organize leaders to attend your lessons in the past few days, but they are all children with zero basic knowledge, so it is not that difficult to teach."

The two of them were chatting and walking towards the gate. When they were about to enter, they were stopped by someone.

"Ye Sheng!"

When Ye Sheng heard the voice, he sighed feebly. Why had he forgotten Yao Dali and Ye Jing again?

He could only stop and turn around, watching Ye Jing and Yao Dali hurried over.

Yao Dali was very angry, but when she saw that there were people around Ye Sheng, and she was worried that this was the gate of the regiment, she suppressed her anger and said, "Where were you yesterday? You weren't there several times when we came here."

Ye Sheng said, "I went out to do some errands."

Yao Dali saw that Ye Sheng was still holding a few books and was coming from the direction of the school: "You want to be a teacher here? Don't want your job in the art troupe?"

He looked at Wang Ying while hesitating to speak.

Wang Ying said hello to Ye Sheng and left first.

Yao Dali waited for Wang Ying to go away, then said in a low voice: "Ye Sheng, I am your mother anyway, and I can't harm you. If you think I was too strict with you before, then I will treat you better in the future. Also. Yes, your salary was all deposited with me before, I didn’t spend any of it, I took it all to you, okay?”

Ye Sheng's eyes almost lit up, there was such a good thing?