Sunshine Otaku

There are not many students in Shuiyuan Elementary School, and there are only a few dozen voluntary classes during the summer vacation. The school divides the students into two classes according to their age, the lower grade and the upper grade, and then the college students take turns teaching them.

When Peng Xiaochuan came, he found that most of his classmates had made very detailed pre-class preparations according to their majors, and some even filled a teaching plan book, but he hadn't even figured out what to talk about in class.While blaming himself, he was also distressed. What can he teach these children as a civil engineering student?

Besides, he has always been an introverted and shy character, and he is not very good at talking. Although he has changed under Yang Can's series of training, let him stand on the podium and be calm under the gaze of dozens of people. Lectures are still a bit difficult.

Peng Xiaochuan's class is in the first session in the afternoon, teaching the lower grades.He spent the whole morning carefully making a lecture outline, and began to practice the lecture after lunch. Even Zheng Lechao in the dormitory couldn't help sighing: "Wow, you can't do it, it looks like you are going to an interview."

After practicing for a whole noon, Peng Xiaochuan finally gained some confidence, but before the class started, he was extremely nervous.When the class bell rang, Peng Xiaochuan trembled all over in fright. He walked into the classroom trembling, stepped onto the podium, stood up straight, looked at dozens of innocent and curious eyes below, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He calmed down, and first greeted the children present: "Good afternoon, children!" Then he turned around and wrote his name on the blackboard: "My name is Peng Xiaochuan, and I will teach you this lesson." Tell me about bridges."

The children shouted in unison: "Hello, Mr. Peng!"

Peng Xiaochuan was flattered for a moment. He was delighted to be called "Teacher Peng", and he also developed a sense of pride and mission. He cleared his throat and said seriously: "Okay, then we will start the class now."

He asked the children present: "What kind of bridge have you seen before?"

A little girl said: "There is a bridge behind the school. I have to cross the bridge every day to go to school."

A little boy immediately retorted: "That's a small bridge, not too big!"

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom, and Peng Xiaochuan also laughed.Some students recalled the texts they had learned before and said, "I know Zhaozhou Bridge."

Another classmate said: "There is also the Wuhan Yangtze River Bridge!"

Peng Xiaochuan said: "Everyone said it very well, these are very famous bridges, but do you know what type they belong to?"

Now the children were quiet, and it was the first time that everyone knew that there were different types of bridges.

Peng Xiaochuan looked down at the outline again, and said: "According to the different forces, we generally divide bridges into six types: girder bridge, arch bridge, rigid frame bridge, suspension bridge, cable-stayed bridge and composite bridge. The Zhou Bridge is an arch bridge, and the weight is mainly borne by the bridge ring. The arch bridge has a large spanning capacity, and its appearance looks like a rainbow, which is very beautiful."

He turned around and drew an arched bridge on the blackboard, pointing to the curved part of the bridge body and said: "The curved part is the bridge circle."

The children under the podium let out a long oh.

Encouraged by the response, Peng Xiaochuan said: "The Wuhan Yangtze River Bridge mentioned just now is the first bridge built in our country on the Yangtze River. It belongs to the beam bridge." He drew another beam bridge: "These thick pillars under the bridge are called Bridge piers, girder bridges mainly bear the weight of bridge piers, because they are easy to build and widely used, so they are the most common type of bridge.”

The children listened carefully, nodded together, and waited for their teacher Peng to continue.

Peng Xiaochuan drew another suspension bridge on the blackboard: "This kind is called a suspension bridge. The most famous representative is the Golden Gate Bridge in the United States, which has appeared in many movies." The children's reactions gave Peng Xiaochuan confidence, and the content of the class It’s all things he knows well, the more he talks now, the more excited he is, and he breaks free from the outline, and accidentally jumps out technical terms one after another, confusing the group of eight or nine-year-old children Water, with a blank face.

Peng Xiaochuan was so absorbed in the lecture that he didn't notice the passage of time at all. Finally, a ringtone interrupted him, and he was stunned: "The get out of class is over?"

The whole class immediately shouted: "get out of class is over!"

Peng Xiaochuan scratched the back of his head unsatisfied: "Okay, then let's continue the next class."

"Oh—" the children agreed reluctantly.

After nearly a week of getting along, the children have become very close to this group of big brothers and sisters. Of course, children also judge people by their appearance. Among the group of college students who came to support education, the most popular is naturally the beautiful and gentle Song Teacher Sakura.Every time Song Ying was in class, the classroom was always full of students, and as long as she said it, even those words that she didn't understand would become extra sweet.

Just like this group of children, Peng Xiaochuan's eyes are often lingering on Song Ying. Her gestures, every frown and smile are so pleasing to the eye and make people like it.And he also found that when he faced Song Ying, he would no longer blush and have a hard time speaking like before.

This should be an improvement too, he thought.

That evening Peng Xiaochuan and Zheng Lechao went to dinner together. When they passed by the small playground, they saw many students continuing to pester Song Ying after school. Peng Xiaochuan couldn't help feeling: "Song Ying is really amazing, these kids like her so much."

Zheng Lechao naturally also likes to be close to beautiful women, so he poked Peng Xiaochuan: "You know her very well, let's go over and say hello."

The two walked over, and Peng Xiaochuan joked to the children: "Ms. Song is hungry, why don't you let her go to dinner?"

A boy said: "I want to invite Teacher Song to my house for dinner."

Another girl was unconvinced: "Go to my house first today!"

Zheng Lechao deliberately teased them: "Teacher Song is not free today, how about I go for her?" He said to the boy: "Go to your house to eat first." He said to the girl: "Go to your house to eat."

The boy was a little unhappy: "I'm afraid you have too much appetite, our family doesn't cook that much."

Zheng Lechao stretched out five fingers: "I don't have much appetite, I only eat five bowls."

The girl immediately said: "You will make our family poor!"

Peng Xiaochuan and Zheng Lechao couldn't help laughing when they heard it, and Song Ying couldn't help laughing. At this time, a little girl who was always clinging to Song Ying came running from afar: "Mr. Song!" Handed a small bunch to Song Ying: "This is for you."

Song Ying took it over and touched the top of her head with a smile: "It's so beautiful, thank you Jingjing."

The little girl smiled shyly, and after listening to Song Ying's words, she reminded: "Mr. Song's name is wrong, I am Wu Nini." She pointed to the girl who was afraid that Zheng Lechao would make her family poor and said: "She is Wu Jingjing. "

Because the two girls have the same surname, and their names are overlapped, it is easy to call them wrong when they are not familiar with each other.Song Ying smiled apologetically, "I'm really sorry. Nini has short hair, and Jingjing has long hair. I will never confuse you again in the future."

Wu Nini said deliberately dissatisfied: "I come to talk to Mr. Song every day after class, but Mr. Song still calls me by the wrong name. It seems that I will have to bother you more in the future."

"Okay." Song Ying smiled and swept her face with the bunch of flowers, "Thank you Nini for the flowers."

In the evening, Peng Xiaochuan talked on the phone with his parents at the door of the dormitory after taking a shower. After hanging up the phone, he was about to enter the room, but when he turned around, he accidentally glanced at the public trash can not far away.It was a reddish-brown plastic bucket without a lid, filled with the daily garbage of these college students, and on top of it was a small bouquet of flowers.

Peng Xiaochuan was afraid that his eyesight was not good, so he took a closer look and recognized that it was the bunch that Wu Nini handed to Song Ying in the afternoon. Several unknown wild flowers in the countryside were tied together. It was still very shabby.

But is that why it should be discarded?

At this time, a tall and graceful man came from the public restroom.Peng Xiaochuan immediately returned to the corridor of the dormitory, fearing that Song Ying would find out what he had discovered, he squeezed the phone tightly in his hand and greeted her: "Song Ying."

Song Ying smiled at him and said, "Are you looking at the stars here again?"

"No, no, I just called home from here." He smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled up, "Now I'm going to go to sleep."

"Well, good night." Song Ying said goodbye to him.The pale moonlight fell coldly on her face, which actually brought a subtle coldness to that soft smile.

It felt like, like she was looking at someone with a smile and not seeing the person in her eyes.