The Heroine’s Route is Wrong

It was the first day of the school report. Because they are all second-year high school students, it is not the first time to come to the first high school, and they are all 16-18 years old, so few parents send it over.

The students in Class 1 of Senior Two also registered with Zhao Qingyi. They were mentally prepared that Teacher Qin was going to have a baby, and would not teach them this year, but they did not expect such a young and beautiful teacher to come up.

Chen Nuo was also lined up. At this time, everyone was in the same class, and the handsome guy had no privileges. There were three classmates in front of him.

Chen Nuo looked at Sister Zhao and couldn't help but stay.

Zhao Qingyi today wore a white shirt with simple lines, a light blue knee-length pleated skirt, and a pair of white high heels on her feet, fresh and elegant, young and beautiful. A manager will play ugly when she shows off her acting skills, but she still loves beauty. Only the old people understand how youthful is just a few years old and how precious beauty is.

Behind Chen Nuo, Zhang Xiao leaned into his ear and said, "This is our head teacher? So young?"

Chen Nuo gave a hum, and Zhang Xiao teased again: "I don't know what his body is, but his **** are not big." A teenager in his adolescence is curious about everything. He is also a mortal man, and there are so many boys secretly watching. It's a kind of movie, and talking about beautiful women below, it must be a bit slick.

Chen Nuo frowned, elbow his hand back, and said, "Be more solemn and respect the teacher."

Zhang Xiao rubbed his chest and said, "I'm just telling you..."

Chen Nuo always felt that the group of little wolves in high school stared at Sister Zhao, making him very uncomfortable, but he had nothing to do.

Soon, the previous classmates completed the reporting procedures.

Of course, the manager can recognize this teenager who really has the taste of the "handsome senior" in high school. Even if he wears the convenient and comfortable sportswear-style school uniforms that the domestic high school still insists on after the economic development, he still wears the daily comics. The feeling of a beautiful boy.

Zhao Qingyi smiled slightly at him: "Classmate, what's your name?"

Chen Nuo's eyes flickered, and he whispered: "Chen Nuo, Er Dong Chen, Yan Ruo Nuo."

Zhao Qingyi took the list, found his name, and asked him to sign the report, while she picked up the pen and opened the list, which was a bill for his tuition.

Chen Nuo signed the name, and looked down at her with only light makeup on her face. The long line of eyelashes seemed to touch the apex of his heart, and his face became slightly dry.

"How to pay for tuition fees?"

"transfer."

Few people now withdraw cash. After Chen Nuo completed the transfer, he received the receipt. Seeing her handsome handwriting on the receipt, she looked forward to the future high school career in her heart.

...

After finishing the report one day, the school officially starts the next day. The opening ceremony will be held at ten o'clock, but the head teacher will supervise the students before ten o'clock.

Wu Jie, who entered Wuzhou No. 1 Middle School with Zhao Qingyi, graduated from Zhijiang Normal School, which is also a good normal school, but not as good as Beijing Normal University.

Therefore, Zhao Qingyi took Teacher Qin's class. The second year of high school was a very critical year. After the first year of high school, he could still catch up with him in the second year, so he could do much less in the third year of high school.

When I arrived at school early in the morning, I met many colleagues at the door. Of course, the new teacher likes to get together with the new teacher. Zhao Qingyi and Wu Jie are the only English teachers among the new teachers, and they get together more.

Wu Jie said, "Qingyi, I'm so nervous. I saw many parents yesterday and I think they don't trust me too much."

Zhao Qingyi said: "This is the beginning, and I will trust you in the future."

Wu Jie took a deep breath and said, "I also know that we must stop those little bunnies, otherwise it will be difficult to stop them in the future."

Zhao Qingyi patted her on the shoulder and said, "Come on!"

Wu Jie whispered: "Aren't you nervous?"

"What are you nervous about?"

Wu Jie said: "I heard that Teacher Qin was very reluctant to take that class. She took them carefully for a year. She wanted to take them to graduate. Originally, she wanted to ask someone to come back for two months, but the principal did not agree. ."

Zhao Qingyi said: "The principal also has his considerations. The sophomore year is so critical. It is not good to change teachers frequently. Moreover, even if Teacher Qin is dedicated to her work, she will come back to class after confinement. She is still breastfeeding, and she is really a double as the head teacher. Not time."

Wu Jie whispered: "I said, don't be too naive. Your job of picking up people halfway is not as good as the previous one. People can just step on you to behave. If you do well, you still offend others. Newcomers Yes, always be careful."

Zhao Qingyi did not feel that Wu Jie was completely instigating discord, because she was talking about social reality.

Zhao Qingyi twitched the corners of her mouth lightly, and said: "It's still early to say everything is too early, just do it, I don't think I will be so inferior to others."

Wu Jie’s own pressure is not small, and she is comparable to Zhao Qingyi who entered the school at the same time horizontally, and the old teachers who teach other classes are also compared vertically, no matter who they are.

...

At eight o'clock, a lot of classmates had gathered in the classroom of Class 1 of the second year of high school, and there was a lot of discussion in the class.

"See the new teacher yesterday?"

"Young beauty!"

"I still like Teacher Qin, and the school said it would be changed." Now the college entrance examination is not divided into liberal arts and sciences, and 3 of 6 comprehensive subjects are selected, so there is no need to reclassify and change teachers in the second year of high school.

"Yes, I think Teacher Qin has much more experience. She has led a class of students before, so how many people have focused on it."

"that is."

"You are jealous, Teacher Zhao is so pretty."

"Who is jealous? Who is ungrateful when you see beautiful women."

"Who is ungrateful? I didn't let her give birth to Teacher Qin to give birth. If she is going to give birth, do we have to wait for her too?"

"It doesn't matter who teaches it, it's the same, as long as it teaches well."

"Teacher Zhao came from Beijing Normal University."

"Teacher Qin came from Wuzhou University, so it's not bad!"

Chen Nuotuo held his cheeks, sighed long, and whispered in his ears. Another female classmate Zhou Lu sitting next to him approached and said, "Chen Nuo, where did you go to play during the summer vacation?"

"I didn't go where to play."

"Are you not going abroad?"

"..."

"Look, this is a photo I took on Sunset Boulevard!"

Chen Nuo Young Ao Jiao turned his head directly, and Zhou Lu Maiden's heart was also broken. Didn't she have heard that he had been to California for a month before wanting to play.

Chen Nuo couldn't lift his interest, so suddenly someone ran into the classroom and said, "Ms. Zhao is here!"

Only then did Chen Nuo cheer up and sit up straight. After a while, she saw a slim woman walking into the classroom. She is wearing a red short-sleeved shirt, black A-line skirt and black high heels. She has a graceful figure. Even without red lips and smoky makeup, she looks full of aura when she walks into the classroom.

Zhao Qingyi stepped onto the podium and swept down her phoenix eyes. The curiosity student had already stopped the discussion, and at this time, the look was robbed of momentum.

Zhao Qingyi glanced at it, and there were no empty seats. There were 48 students in a class, and the faces were all the faces they had seen when they signed up.

So she omitted the naming environment, but spoke in standard English.

"Hello everyone, my name is Zhao Qingyi and my English name is Michelle-Zhao."

She directly picked up the chalk and wrote on the blackboard "Zhao Qingyi" in Chinese and "Michelle-Zhao" in English. Qi Xiu Jin Jin, the awe-inspiring Chinese name and the fluent and natural English signatures also surprised these young girls secretly.

"I am your new head teacher and English teacher. I hope we will get along well in the days to come. Uh, another point, if you have anything to communicate with me, you can speak Chinese or English, but I almost always Speak English to you unless you can’t understand it. As an English teacher, I hope to help you create a better English daily environment. In China, you have countless opportunities to listen, speak, read, and write Chinese. In comparison, , English is less common. However, in terms of scores in the college entrance examination, English and Chinese are the same."

The classmates couldn't help looking at each other. Suddenly a student raised his hand, and Zhao Qingyi motioned to her.

"Ms. Zhao, you are not a foreign teacher. There are three spoken foreign teachers in the school."

Zhao Qingyi smiled and said: "Please sit down. I speak better than them, and I do not charge an additional fee for oral teaching. You are enjoying additional benefits. If you want to refuse, if you get the consent of your parents, you can ask the school for a change for this reason. Class, I will respect your decision."

The students looked at each other, and some were so humble, boasting that their English was better than their spoken foreign teachers. It is also popular in middle schools to invite foreign teachers, but most of the foreign teachers do not understand Chinese and cannot undertake the teaching task of taking the college entrance examination. Therefore, the oral class is like an interest class. Let them open a window and become familiar with the English environment.

This group of teenagers was also suppressed for a while. Even if the students in the city had not good oral English, they still understood Zhao Qingyi's expression in simple English.

Zhao Qingyi knows very well that the high school students are more ghosts than anyone else. If they don't show their vigor and real talent at the beginning, they will be overwhelmed by them in the future, without a trace of respect, but secretly mocked.

Zhao Qingyi smiled again, and exchanged understanding with each other like a foreign teacher, chatting more easily.

Ask the students what they did during the summer vacation, and many students expressed their enthusiasm. Zhao Qingyi smiled and praised and corrected or improved his English expression. From time to time, he would write a vocabulary that could be used in expression on the blackboard.

Then the students asked her where she was and how old she was, and asked boldly "Do you have a boyfriend?", which caused the teenagers and girls to laugh.

Zhao Qingyi made a look of heartbroken, and sighed: "Not yet, so you can't fall in love earlier than the teacher, it's still early, now the most important thing is to study."

Zhang Xiao asked: "Teacher, you are so beautiful, are there no boys chasing you in college?"

Zhao Qingyi smiled generously and said in English with a smile: "Thank you for your praise! But do the boys who chase me have to accept it? I have high demands on my boyfriends. I like highly educated academic bullies and men with strong living abilities. University. Many boys here can't even be financially independent, and there are no people whose knowledge and demeanor can attract me. I don't like to waste time."

There is really no such thing as a teacher who communicates with the students on an equal footing and is so confident and generous. She also answered so calmly about the gossip that young girls are most concerned about.

But this kind of worldly angle, this kind of rational answer that breaks away from the level that young girls like or dislike, still sweeps away the innocent and naive atmosphere of young people.

Chen Nuo sat in the position, her mind was also led by her, and the heart of admiration was poured cold water. He is still only a high school student, with no academic qualifications, and no strong living ability.