Art schools and the like must be paid attention to. After all, they are considered academic schools. With a "learning" character, this is much stricter than some other trainees and the like.

"Don't put too much pressure on me. This is not difficult for you, but I have to remind you that for this group of students, you cannot teach them according to the traditional teaching model. You must find ways to make them listen. It is most lively and interesting.

Okay, nothing else, of course, I will give you some support."

"I understand, senior brother, let me go over and take a look first."

"You go to the personnel office to apply for a pass first, and then I will arrange the office for you. Someone will take you there and give you a place to live in. It's in the school. If you feel sleepy at noon, you can take a rest. I

There are more classes here, so you will be more tired." Wu Zhiyuan got up and saw Zhao Mingyang out.

Zhao Mingyang took a photo and sent it to Liu Bingbing, then went to apply for a work permit, and then went to his office.

This place is completely different from Fuda, mainly because of the atmosphere. The teachers here are more fashionable in their clothes, and they are really particular about their outfits. Zhao Mingyang said hello to a few people in the office, and one of them can be a spokesperson for Coconut Juice.

The female teacher looked at Zhao Mingyang and asked, "You are the new cultural teacher."

"Yes, hello, my name is Zhao Mingyang. Please look after me in the future." Zhao Mingyang took the initiative to say hello.

"My name is Xia Zhiqiu, and I am the teacher in charge of the dance class. You are the youngest among the group of you who are here this time. This time, you, the top academics, are here to give lectures. Can I attend the class?"

Xia Zhiqiu, who was wearing a beige short-sleeved shirt and a beige arm-wrapped skirt, said.

"Of course." Zhao Mingyang said with a smile. This Xia Zhiqiu is really unforgettable. Her figure can only be said to be well-nourished.

"Teacher Zhao, your classes are on Tuesdays and Thursdays every week, two classes a day. If you need to adjust classes, tell me in advance. I am the counselor of their class. This is your class schedule." A young man walked up to

The office handed Zhao Mingyang a document and said.

"Thank you for your hard work. I have class tomorrow, right?" Zhao Mingyang asked.

"Yes, it's from 8:40 to 9:25 in the morning, and from 4:50 to 5:35 in the afternoon. If you have anything you can tell me, I'll help you coordinate."

"That's not necessary. You have already made arrangements. Just follow this. I will go back and prepare the teaching materials. See you tomorrow." After Zhao Mingyang finished speaking, he took the materials and walked out of the office to drive back.

Four classes a week is indeed a lot. It seems that this inspection is very important to the school.

"Let's go! There's a lot of excitement at the school gate." Someone shouted.
Chapter completed!