[Comprehensive Yingmei] What kind of experience is it like to take online classes in Gotham?

A happy holiday is very short. After a happy and homely winter vacation, even if the school collapsed, the school will start as scheduled.

At this moment, my circle of friends is full of questions such as "Your winter vacation balance is insufficient, please recharge in time", "The horror movie "Start of School" is released, please be prepared", "Your courier has arrived at the post station at eight, please be timely." Sign for" and other panic-spreading copywriting.

Sure enough, the daily life of college students: I don't want to go to school.

And in everyone's "I don't want to be Zaoba", I found the most strange point - I am not Zaoba.

The time difference between Gotham and China is nearly [-] hours. The [-]:[-] a.m. that makes everyone miserable is actually not the [-]:[-] a.m. but the [-]:[-] p.m. Get up at [-]:[-] in the morning.

Keeping the domestic schedule in Gotham, Yi Ruth, you are doing well!

There is a famous saying that goes like this: A good day begins and ends with class.

The first class on the first day of school is eighth late, and what is more painful than this is that this class is an accounting class taught in English.

Why do I need to study accounting as a law major?Quoting a sentence from the class tutor, he replied: "Law learners must be proficient in 72 talents, and they will not be deceived by others when they go to court after being a little proficient in everything."

NO!Big NO Special NO!

This terrible class also has a terrible teacher.

My foreign teacher, Miss Chen, who started to fight with me in the professional English class last semester, she noticed me because of my pure and fluent English level. I would like to thank my dad and Alfred for giving I have a very excellent environment for learning English.

Not narcissistically speaking, I have been very good in English since I was a child. Even though I didn’t come to Gotham to find my dad for many years, I can still use English fluently.

But there are some slang words that I really don’t understand what they mean. When the teacher gave us some slang words for popular science in class, I couldn’t figure it out.

For example, if dick means something unspeakable, then why did my elder brother's parents give him such an unspeakable name.

I didn't realize until later that Dick's real name was Richard Grayson, and Dick was just a nickname.

No way, I called him Dick all the year round, I really thought his real name was Dick.Just like my best friend has been called Li Xiaomei by me for so many years, sometimes I think she is called Li Xiaomei.

Slang is the beginning of my bad relationship with MissChen. I later became her class representative, and our intersection has increased relatively.

She is indeed a very lovely and friendly teacher, but being a class representative is really busy.After one semester passed, I finally got rid of the position of class representative and vowed to be a salty fish. I met her again in the first class of the new semester.

"Oh! Hello! Louise!" The teacher called out my English name very, very pleasantly, "We meet again!"

"You must also be my class representative this semester! I really like you so much!"

"No," I refused coldly, "I want a college with free time."

"Really..." MissChen was very pitiful in the classroom: "But I thought, if you are willing to be my class representative, I will give you [-] points for normal points!"

It was still pre-class time, and there were still five or six minutes before the start of class. There were not many people online, but every student who had entered the classroom became crazily agitated.

The news in the chat room is frantically updated, and contemporary college students who are able to use unscrupulous methods are frantically recommending themselves in it. If it wasn't for the teacher's approval to open the microphone, I think they should have turned on the microphone to compete for the teacher's favor.

"I'm joking." I selectively forgot what I said just now, "I mean, I'm very honored to be your class representative."

free time?That's a fart in front of the usual score. —Said Yi Ruth Wayne.

The time of class is painful and long, and the time of fishing is happy and short.

I have something to say about the inability to concentrate in online classes.

I really can't concentrate, playing games and reading novels, when you need to study carefully in class, you can even play with your fingernails.

"Your counselor said that just after the first class, many teachers reported that the class efficiency is low, and many students just hang up their phones and do their own things over there." My mother said this in a video call with me. explain.

It can be seen from her background sound and background picture that she is probably on the way of traveling now.

"Mom, where are you playing now?" I asked.

She was wearing a bikini swimsuit, a sun hat and sunglasses. She should be at the beach. She was dressed so out of season—blindly guessing Sanya?

"I'm at the beach in Sanya, baby." My mother said.

as predicted.

Woooooo I really want to go to the beach, I don't want to go to class!

"Take a good class, and let your dad take you to play during the holidays." My mother saw through what I was thinking at a glance, as expected of my mother.

"Your teacher said that the school is holding a meeting to find a solution to this problem, and there is news that Mommy will inform you later." My mother blew me a kiss from the air at the other end of the video: "I'm going to play, baby bye... Huh? "

"Coincidentally, the notice will come as soon as it is said." She looked at the phone for a while, then smiled at me: "I will read the content of the notice to you."

"Notice on Strengthening the Teaching Management of Online Courses

All students:

According to the feedback from teachers on the first lesson of the online teaching experiment and the school’s sample survey of the classroom, the students have the following problems in class: 1. The class is not serious... In order to further monitor the situation of students’ online classes at home and ensure the quality of teaching work , To strengthen the construction of our school's style of study and standardize the management of online course teaching, the school hereby makes the following suggestions: 1. Parents and the school work together to create a better class environment and conditions for students. 2. Parents who have the conditions can take time to supervise students in class to prevent students from being distracted in class. 3. Each class sets up a study group, and checks each other's learning goals every day...

I wish the students a happy class. "

"Is the school all right? Can't such a thing be done in ten years with a cerebral thrombosis?" I was dumbfounded.

"I've seen your class schedule. There are more classes in the eighth morning and sixth in the evening. The latest in the morning is eleven o'clock. Your father and the others don't go to bed so early. I think it's okay."

"???" I was confused: "What about Saturday night?"

"Afu usually wakes up at 07:30 in the morning. You take the computer to the living room in the evening class and let your grandpa Fu look at you." My mother made a devilish voice: "Anyway, under normal circumstances Wayne Manor People here don’t get up early, maybe they haven’t woken up yet after your evening class.”

"What about my two o'clock class in the morning?"

"Anyway, it's only one or two quarters, you are allowed to fish." My mother said, "Just don't fail the course."

Then my mother looked at the time: "It's only twelve o'clock now, I don't know your dad..."

"What? Mommy, what did you say?" I didn't catch what she said later.

"It's nothing." My mother said, "Go to your father's study to see if your father is in the study. If he is there, I will tell him a few words. If he is not, I will look for him tomorrow."

I left the small study with my mobile phone and came to the door of my father's study.

Knocking on the door, footsteps sounded inside, the door was opened, and Dad came out of the study.

"Hey dad, are you still asleep?" I was surprised.

"Yeah." Dad's voice was hoarse, "There's still some work to be done."

"What's the matter, Louise? What's the matter with me so late?" he asked.

"Mom is looking for you." I held up the phone to him, and my mother greeted Dad sweetly in the video.

He took my mobile phone and walked into the study to talk to my mother. I consciously followed and found a small sofa to sit down obediently.

Dad's study room is much larger than the small study room that I packed up temporarily. The desk is placed by the window, and it is full of documents waiting for my dad's favor.

It's really hard to work late at night... I sighed.

My dad went to the window and whispered a video with my mom. To be honest, I am used to hearing the messy gossip about divorced couples, and I really feel that the way they get along is very relaxed and peaceful.

My mother told me that she met my father when she came to Gotham, and Bai Fumei, who was out to relax, met a playboy, and they hit it off and talked about it for almost half a year.Then because of some things my mother refused to discuss with me in detail, my mother returned to China. During the routine medical examination three months after returning to China, my mother found out that she was pregnant.My mother who couldn't have a child due to physical reasons could only inform my father of the bad news and gave birth to me.

After taking care of me for five months, my mother packed me into my father's hands. As a new dad, my father took me for three years (in fact, the big hero is Grandpa Afu), and my mother occasionally comes here Bian Xiao lived with me for a while, mainly to work hard for her business empire in China—it is true that my mother is a career-oriented strong woman, but now she has retired early.

I'm my dad's first child in every sense, and they're like two friends raising a friend's orphan (bushi).

I am ashamed to say that when I was ten years old, I was very popular with all kinds of wives dribbling the ball, and I even suspected that my mother was that wife and I was that ball.At that time, I asked my mother with this question and after being denied it, I still thought about it with all my brains-could my dad be the one who ran with the ball, and then my overbearing mommy left the father and kept the daughter.

When I was a child, my mind was so big that a universe couldn't fit in it.

Dad and Mom didn't talk for long, and they seemed to have reached an agreement.

"Louise." My dad came to me, and he returned the phone to me. My mom had already hung up the video call, "Give me your class timetable, and I will arrange time to supervise your class."

oh!My dear mommy, don't bother my dad to spend time supervising me, I can be very conscious and study hard in class!I shouted in my heart.

It's a pity that my mother, who is thousands of miles away from me, doesn't know how to read minds, and even if she could, she wouldn't be able to hear them.

"Dad~" I blinked my eyes and pretended to be pitiful: "I can't go to class alone...I'm very conscious!"

"No." My dad pushed my head away from me, with a smile on his face, but he said cold words: "I promised your mother."

Woohoo, I'm in tears.Dad, how can your 36-degree sexy lips speak such cold words.

woohoo.