If Qiu Chenxi's teaching method is as soft as Qiu Chenxi's, and students don't take Qiu Chenxi seriously, how can they follow Qiu Chenxi's arrangements?

"Ah?" Miao Liang was stunned: "Isn't it just a teaching, and it's so complicated? It's just like you training soldiers and talking about strategies. Isn't it too exaggerated?"

Zhai Yaohui shook his head: "In this world, if you really want to do something well, there is no truly simple thing."

"Then what should we do next in this situation? Qiu Chenxi is just standing on the podium for more than an hour of study time, wasting everyone's time?" Miao Liang was dissatisfied.

Zhai Yaohui looked directly at the political commissar. The political commissar wiped his sweat and stood up and said: "It's rare that Comrade Qiu is willing to teach us. You know, Comrade Qiu is a college student who graduated from the capital. Everyone should seize this opportunity and learn more about Qiu.

Comrade, study and study. So I hope everyone can cooperate with Qiu Chenxi and absorb more knowledge like a sponge."

If it weren't for the Qiu family's face, the political commissar would have wanted to kick Qiu Chenxi off the podium and replace him with Qiao Nan.

If you don’t have such a big head, why do you have to wear such a big hat? Isn’t this asking for trouble for yourself?

"OK, everyone is shy, so I won't force it on others. As a member of this team, I still know a little bit about how enthusiastic everyone was about English yesterday. I also listened to a lot of everyone's exercises.

, I just didn’t expect that no one would be willing to stand up and perform." Qiu Chenxi took a deep breath, trying to stir up the atmosphere again, and grasp the rhythm of the class in his own hands: "Everyone remembers what they learned yesterday.

It’s clear, then let’s start today’s class directly.”

Qiu Chenxi took action, and the political commissar breathed a sigh of relief and was able to sit down.

After seeing the reaction of the political commissar, Qiu Chenxi was able to relax a little. Facing a huge blackboard, Qiu Chenxi was so helpless that she almost looked silly at the blackboard with a piece of chalk.

After calmly sorting out his thoughts and glancing at the lesson plan, Qiu Chenxi took the chalk and scribbled down a few English words on the blackboard.

Qiu Chenxi's handwriting is not ugly, especially when written on paper. However, for people who are used to writing on paper, if they write directly on the blackboard without practice, the first few times, the paper will be different from the paper on the blackboard.

It's definitely the same word for two people.

For this reason, blackboard writing has become a very big test for Qiu Chenxi.

Qiu Chenxi had considered other situations, but writing on the blackboard was completely beyond her expectation.

When the first crooked strokes were written on the blackboard, Qiu Chenxi's face turned red despite the roar of laughter behind him. He erased the English letters on the blackboard as quickly as possible and prepared to rewrite them.

It's a pity that the first time it was written was ugly, and the second time it was written equally unsatisfactory.

"..."

Qian Yanyan was stunned for a moment and almost couldn't react. How could this happen?

For someone as old as Qiu Chenxi, her handwriting is not as beautiful as that of the little teacher. Are you kidding her?

Not only Qian Yanyan had such an idea, but others also couldn't believe that Qiu Chenxi's expression when writing on the blackboard was so unsatisfactory: "Comrade Qiu is a college graduate. I heard that Teacher Xiao Qiao is a high school student. Could it be that he left?"

Comrade Qiu's handwriting has become worse after being in school for too long? Comrade Qiu's handwriting on the blackboard cannot be compared with Teacher Xiao Qiao's."

There was a lot of discussion behind the scenes, and Qiao Nan and Qiu Chenxi immediately felt at odds with each other.

One is a comrade, and the other is a teacher. Just from the title, Qiu Chenxi looks the same, but is a level lower than Qiao Nan.

Lin Yuankang's face turned red and he approached Qiao Nan: "Little apprentice, after seeing this situation, what do you think? Do you want to share it with me, master? It's too boring to have fun alone if you have nothing to do. Interesting things should be done.

Say it and share it with everyone.”

"Interesting?" Qiao Nan shook his head: "I don't think this is interesting. I just want to say that Qiu Chenxi didn't catch up with the good time." In another ten years, by 2010, almost every household will have IT for all.

There is one or even several computers. In almost all schools, from elementary schools to universities, every classroom can be equipped with a controller. You just need to connect a laptop, use a projector to project, and play a PPT.

It doesn't matter whether Qiu Chenxi's blackboard writing looks good or ugly. Once the computer is turned on, the fonts and layouts are so beautiful that there will be no such embarrassment today.

"Good time, what good time?" Lin Yuankang frowned in confusion.

"I mean, our big China is great. With the current development speed of our country, I don't think in a few years, teachers may not have to write on the blackboard themselves in class. There will be machines that can project, which can reduce the time in the classroom.

Waste. It makes class a relaxing and happy thing for students."

"Will there ever be such a day?" Lin Yuanyasu was a little confused: "There is no doubt that China will develop, but is the day you mentioned possible?"

Is the class so high-end?

"It will definitely be possible." In less than ten years, it is estimated that in two years, entering the first century, this teaching model will be adopted in universities first.

"Nannan, do you want to be an English teacher in the future?" But he hoped that his apprentice could continue his legacy.

"No, I'm just talking about China's future development. I'm not interested in being a teacher. If you hadn't brought me here this time, would I have been able to take on this job?" Qiao Nan had a negative look on her face. Living in the Qiao family, she

She already has enough to worry about. If she were to be a teacher, she would have endless worries to worry about.

If possible, she would try to avoid a great profession like teaching that requires hard work and hard work.

"That's good." Lin Yuankang was relieved.

"What's good?" Qiao Nan didn't understand.

"Nothing, keep listening. Others are teaching above, and we talk about ourselves below. This is a very impolite thing. Nan Nan, as your teacher, I must correct you. You can't do this in the future." Lin Yuan

Kang straightened his head and looked directly at the blackboard, looking at the writing on the blackboard that Qiu Chenxi later wrote.

Qiao Nan was criticized by Lin Yuankang for no apparent reason. That was an injustice.

The topic this time was clearly initiated by her master, but she could only reply with a few words. How could she become the rude and disrespectful person?
Chapter completed!