Urban God-level Selection System

Upon hearing the word gambling, Fang Youran suddenly became interested, "What gambling appointment?"

"Compared to grades.

Because we are all Chinese teachers, it is better than Chinese performance.

If the half-term mock test results in our class higher than yours, you can invite the whole class to dinner.

Otherwise, it's me. "

Zhang Wanlin said.

When he said this, the whole office was quiet, or rather, all quieted with surprise.

Fang Youran is the head teacher of the first grade (2) class and teaches Chinese.

Their class scores ranked first in the first grade class time and time again, and they were repeatedly awarded by the school.

In their class, there are a few more academic masters, who are not only good at speaking, but also have a perfect score.

One of the Chinese essays by Xueba was also included in the composition guide series.

As for Grade 1 (1), it is considered good if mud can't support the wall.

Failed, and the total score of the class is below the average score, most of them are dragged down by those students with 0 points.

Those students with a score of 0 either put ghost symbols on the test paper or wrote a few words asking the teacher to give them points, but they are stingy in writing even if they write a wrong answer.

How can such a student compare?

Lost from the beginning.

"Teacher Zhang, you won't be confused. Compared with Teacher Fang, the best liberal arts class in the third year of high school is not necessarily comparable."

Luo Yingying reminded.

Fang Youran smiled and said, "Yes, Teacher Zhang, if you compare directly like this, then you must be at a loss.

And even if you have the means, but the half-term mock exam is only half a month later, you have no time at all. "

Moreover, the subject of Chinese requires not only memorization, but also accumulation.

How else do you write the composition?

How are words rich?

How to condense the mind?

Even if you look at simple reading comprehension, you must quickly comprehend the central idea.

How can this half a month's time be possible?

According to the temperament of that group of Grade One (1), they will not come hard and study hard.

In short, to compare, there is definitely no drama, no suspense at all.

"Well, it's better than this, because this is what I teach."

Zhang Wanlin answered.

"Okay! Since you are so sincerely inviting us to dinner in the two shifts, then I'm also in charge and bet with you."

Fang Youran said.

Luo Yingying is in a hurry. This is clearly an unfair game. If it is really to be compared, then at least the two should be at the same starting line.

His counterpart You Ran appeared to complain: "Teacher Fang, Teacher Zhang is more real, but you can't follow it.

This is very obvious. "

Fang Youran spread out her hands, showing an expression of helplessness, "I can't help it. If he insists on blocking, then can I be disappointed?"

The gambling contract was officially established.

Zhang Wanlin first talked about gambling appointments to the class.

The whole class was taken aback for a moment, and then it was blown up.

"Ah, Teacher Zhang, are you crazy?

How could we win? "

"I haven't fully recognized some of the characters, so you are better than Chinese.

Are you less fragrant than sports? "

"That's right, it's worse than anything, better than language.

I have never written a composition since I was in high school. "

...Wait for such a sound.

Anyway, if you really want us to pass the next class, you might as well throw a knife and kill them.

Zhang Wanlin smiled silently and said, "Why are you not confident in yourself?

Isn't it just an achievement? I believe you can do it. "

"But we don't believe it."

Lu Fei was called the most fierce one, "Not to mention those in the next class are people?

They are all animals that are learning crazy, how do people compare with livestock? "

A lot of students echoed.

"Say it first, you have to assign us high-intensity homework, let us learn like slaves, we can't do it!"

Yang Xiaoyu said.

There was another echoing voice.

"Well, can I still go to class as before?"

"I'll go, then this is more than a hairy."

"..." Zhang Wanlin clapped his hands and signaled to be quiet, "It's okay, don't make a noise, now I'm going to start the lecture, then, what should I say."

The class is speechless.

Just such a silly teacher, still want them to beat the second class?

Dream it.

Zhang Wanlin started the lecture.

The halo effect he just got is naturally taking effect unconsciously.

The reason why Zhang Wanlin was able to make a bet so surely was actually because of the halo effect.

As Zhang Wanlin slowly advanced the course of the lecture, the students became more and more attentive. At the first [Dibaquxsw.top] in the classroom, only Zhang Wanlin's own voice was heard.

If it was Zhang Wanlin's great skill that made them quiet before, then now, it is the class devoted to making them quiet.

There is a magical power in his class that unknowingly attracts them, just like reading a novel, the more interesting you look at the back, the more interesting the more you look down.

Zhang Wanlin spoke vividly and interestingly, and the examples were vivid and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, slowly mobilizing emotions.

When he asked a question, almost the whole class raised their hands and responded unprecedentedly.

Although the answer is sometimes wrong, it at least shows that they are actively participating.

Zhang Qiaoyue was the first student to discover such an abnormality. When she was thinking about a problem, Muran looked around and found a pair of shiny eyes looking at Zhang Wanlin.

This is the thirst for learning.

How could they suddenly become so easy to learn?

Zhang Qiaoyue couldn't help but have questions, and felt even more mysterious to this new teacher.

Wang Xiaohu, sitting in the last row, was the only one sleeping on the table, but he did not sleep.

At some point, Zhang Wanlin's lecture sounded into his ears and squeezed into his heart.

Let him listen carefully.

Then every word and every word echoed in his mind.

When he reacted, it was deeply engraved.

God, he could actually recite what he said.

When he realized this, he immediately rectified his spirit and returned to his former lazy state.

However, Zhang Wanlin's voice was pervasive towards him.

Slowly, he was absorbed again.

The get out of class bell rang, and the whole class was still immersed in the atmosphere of Zhang Wanlin's class. For the first time, the get out of class bell was so disgusting.

"Okay, it's time for students to dismiss get out of class."

Zhang Wanlin smiled heartily, gathered up his textbooks and left the classroom.

All the students turned their heads back. This short forty minutes of class time gave them a new experience and made them feel like only a few minutes have passed.

"How come get out of class will end soon.

Take a look at the time. "

"Exactly forty minutes, yes.

How can we feel so fast. "

"I think Teacher Zhang spoke too well, and I am more enjoyable than watching anime."

"Yeah yeah.

For the first time I found class so interesting. "

...After school, Lu Fei always plays online games late at night, and several dark companions are waiting for him.

But today I don't know what's wrong, he can't raise the slightest interest, but the language deeply seduce him.

Those words, sentences, and articles made him feel like a child picking up shells on the beach. Every time he picked one, he would always find a more beautiful one ahead.

He wants to learn more, he wants to learn more.

So he refused their invitation and opened the Chinese book page for the first time.