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The next morning, as soon as Fang Chen arrived at the college, he went directly to the department office.

It turns out that the so-called important thing is to arrange a full schedule of invigilation for her.

This week is the practical operation assessment, and the next two weeks are the final exam week. The school year is about to pass again.

This week is also the year-end summary week. The whole department holds a meeting, and everyone summarizes and reports on their work for this school year. Everyone is working hard to show off all their achievements. Therefore, no one was willing to do the work of practical operation assessment. After discussion with several professional directors and secretary Yu Meifang, they handed over all these tasks to a few teachers like Fang Chen who were more "honest and easy to talk to".

When Fang Chen saw that he was assigned the practical practice of "Garden Seedlings", he felt at ease. He had taught this course before and was familiar with the content and process of the assessment.

It's strange that these practical exercises used to follow the seasons, and Fang Chen had teaching internships in spring and autumn when he taught this course. Why has it become like this now?

When I think about it again, my art classes have been reduced to lectures, and I understand.

In recent years, various new teaching methods have mushroomed. Modular teaching, action-oriented teaching, task-oriented teaching, form-based teaching, etc., are all innovative.

Some people, in order to produce results as quickly as possible, for their own interests, or just to be new and different, regardless of whether it is suitable or not, they reform for the sake of reform and copy the teachings by rote. As a result, there have been many farces of teaching reform that are cut to fit the needs.

I took a stack of score sheets and led a group of chattering students to the nursery.

Entering the greenhouse, the children started practicing.

The so-called greenhouse is actually a very simple plastic greenhouse with no heating equipment. Compared with the open field, there is just no wind.

Land preparation, trenching, low beds, raised beds, sowing, grafting, fake planting...

Some projects are graded in groups, and some are graded one by one. Once I get busy, I feel less cold.

Having taught these students the previous year, the students were surprised and happy to see that the good-natured art teacher was actually assessing them. They were not nervous at all and started to work with great enthusiasm.

Just like that, chatting and laughing with the students, the whole morning passed quickly.

For nearly a year, Fang Chen was afraid of hearing those unpleasant and incomprehensible gossips, so he always went to eat in a hurry when the restaurant was almost empty when it was almost past dinner time.

Today at noon, she wanted to go to the cafeteria on time to eat.

But a few students didn't finish it, so they still finished it very late.

When we arrived at the entrance of the cafeteria, a group of people were coming out.

It turned out to be Wan Fangfang and Chen Gaofeng, who looked at Fang Chen full of suspicion and suspicion.

Fang Chen took a step back and got out of the way.

"Teacher Fang just came?" Chen Gaofeng said with a smile at her, but Wan Fangfang glared at her fiercely. Zhang Chunting on the side pulled Wan Fangfang away quickly.

"Oh, yes, yes, it's a little late." Fang Chen responded in confusion, wondering, is there something going on?

Although Chen Gaofeng joined the workforce several years later than her, Fang Chen had always been arrogant and rude to her over the years and would never take the initiative to talk to her. Of course, except for the two years when he first came here, when he followed her every day asking questions about this and that, pretending to be a humble and eager to learn little boy.

After taking the meal, Fang Chen found a seat and started eating quietly.

It was quiet all around.

There are obviously a lot of people, why is it so quiet now?

Fang Chen raised his head in confusion, a few suspicious glances instantly retracted, and some exaggerated and deliberate laughter rang out.

The atmosphere is very relaxed and lively.

This is right, this is how a restaurant should be.

At this time, I heard a small "Hi" sound. At first glance, it turned out that someone was greeting her at the table diagonally in front of her. It was Cheng Hong. Fang Chen nodded and smiled.

Cheng Hong came over after carrying the plate.

"When you came in just now, I waved to you, why did you ignore me?" Cheng Hong struck first and blamed Fang Chen instead. Some time ago, she had been avoiding Fang Chen like the god of plague.

"Sorry, I really didn't see it. I was hungry and went straight to the food." Fang Chen smiled. It's always better to have someone to eat with than to be alone.

"You're pretty awesome. You won first place without any trouble."

"Ah, what's the first place?" Fang Chen opened his eyes wide.

"Pretend, you really know how to pretend." Cheng Hong curled her lips.

"Please tell me, I really don't know." Fang Chen said seriously.

"How could it be possible? Aren't you on the campus network? You connected it yesterday. In student ratings, you are number one in the school." Cheng Hong said in surprise.

"Really? I didn't come yesterday. I was busy with the practical assessment today." Fang Chen explained, but he was thinking, I can't even touch a computer at school, so where can I get on the campus network?

Then I thought about it. There are computers in the electronic reading room of the library. I'll go and see what's going on later.

After lunch, I went on the campus network, opened the academic management system, and clicked on the announcement. It turned out that I was really number one. No wonder those people looked at me strangely. I opened the teaching assignment book for next semester and read it. The number of hours in the art class was restored to 100, but the teacher column was not his name, and the three classes were assigned to Chen Gaofeng and the others.

Fang Chen secretly wondered why these three people came together in a swarm. In the past, the other two courses were divided up by these three people. I still remember that at that time, the three of them came to her like a revolving door and confidently asked for information and copied PPTs. But those two courses disappeared after one year, which is equivalent to eliminating the two courses.

These three people are now coming to art class again.

Fang Chen couldn't help but sigh inwardly, it seemed that the art class was going to disappear too.

afternoon. The second class repeated the practical operation assessment in the morning.

In the evening, while waiting to pick up the children, Fang Chen found a missed call on his mobile phone. It was an unfamiliar number, a landline, and the call was made at around 3 p.m. She was busy at that time and didn't hear.

Call back.

No one picked up.

who can that be?

"Mom, we have the final exam today!"

Jianjian ran over.