I work as a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

Chapter 120 The winner of the bet between Tetsufumi Hirakawa and Moki Hisada is——

This morning, after discussing with Shinohara Shiori at the blowing section, Tetsufumi Hirakawa returned to the office.

Afterwards, he began to sit at the desk, propping his chin with one hand and turning the pen with the other, seriously thinking about the performance part.

The wind section problem is actually really tricky.

The students themselves are not motivated enough, or the students' subjective initiative is not enough, and how to solve this problem and improve the enthusiasm of the students——

In pedagogy, especially in educational psychology, it has always been an enduring problem and a difficult problem.

Around this question, including "why" and "how", the educational circles have many opinions.

Such as "expectation-value theory", "success or failure attribution theory", "self-efficacy theory"...etc.

There are many ways to explore and solve this problem on paper. As a professional licensed teacher, Hirakawa Tetsubun remembers the knowledge he once memorized in books.

But paper knowledge is really just paper knowledge. "What is learned on paper will eventually become shallow, but you will never know that you have to do it yourself." This sentence is especially true when applied to the highly practical subject of pedagogy.

The individual differences of students are obviously not as simple as it is summarized in the books, and in the face of this kind of problem, the teacher can only help, no matter what, the lack of self-motivation is really a personal matter of the students.

To give a fairly clear example—for example, in the last life, almost all candidates can understand the importance of the college entrance examination for themselves, and everyone around them is emphasizing this point of view.

However, what the truth is, is obvious to all.No matter what, some students will give up.

Because human beings are lazy, diligent study is anti-human.

Even Hirakawa Zhewen himself often thinks of being lazy.

So at the end of the day, it's really not a problem that can be solved casually.

Shiori Shinohara really brought him a question that was enough to rack his brains.

Thinking about this matter in his mind, Hirakawa Zhewen couldn't help but let out a deep breath, and the pen that was spinning in his hand also flew out suddenly after a mistake, and fell to the ground with a "slap".

He fell at the feet of... Kuta Moshu.

"Teacher Hirakawa?"

Hisata Moki straightened up, and handed the pen he picked up to Hirakawa Tetsufumi.

"Sorry." Hirakawa Tetsubun smiled apologetically, took the pen, and thanked, "Thank you, Mr. Kuta."

"It's nothing." The female teacher's voice was always gentle, "It's just that after Mr. Hirakawa came here this morning, he seems to have been very worried. What's wrong?"

Kuta Moshu sized him up with concern.

Hirakawa Tetsubun threw the pen he took on the table casually.

"There's nothing wrong with it, just something about the students."

"Is it about the students... okay." Kuta Moshu thought for a while and decided not to ask any more questions.

However, mentioning the matter of the students reminded Kuta Moshu——

She smiled slightly: "Teacher Hirakawa, speaking of the students, do you remember what we said last week?"

"..."

Looking at her little expression, I knew what she wanted to say.

Last week, the two made a bet on the results of the half-term exam.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi put the matter of the playing department behind his head for the time being, turned to Hisada Moki, smiled back and became arrogant: "About the bet on the half-term exam? Mr. Hisada dares to mention this matter in front of me, it seems It's full of confidence."

"Of course, I have great confidence in the students in my class."

"Of course I do."

"Then the results are out now, and we'll know when Teacher Zhongli comes."

"You don't have to think about it to know the result." Hirakawa Zhewen never gave up on the momentum, "Have Mr. Jiutian thought about what to cook?"

Moshu Kuta shot back: "Ms. Hirakawa is ready, right? I still remember the photos from that day."

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi choked for a moment, and then retorted, "I just showed Mr. Jiuta that day, and when Mr. Jiuta loses, the cooking must be done according to that standard."

"...Huh?" Probably didn't expect to be able to refute like this, so the female teacher showed a little distressed expression.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen further said: "If it doesn't meet my standards, I won't admit it."

"... Teacher Hirakawa is too confident about his cooking skills."

"Isn't Mr. Kuta confident?"

"of course not."

Kuta Moshu would not admit that his culinary skills were inferior to that of a male teacher.

"Anyway—"

I haven't figured out how to answer, but I don't need to answer anymore, because——

Teacher Zhongli, who was in charge of counting the results, had already walked in from outside the office.

"Senior Zhongli."

Kuta Moshu immediately ignored Hirakawa Tetsufumi, stood up, and said hello to the teacher who walked in the door.

Hirakawa Tetsubun also turned around, took a look and stood up.

"Senior Zhongli."

"..."

The middle-aged female teacher who had just walked in the door paused after taking a few steps, looking at the two of them, a little puzzled.

"This is……?"

Before Hirakawa Tetsufumi and Hisada Moki could answer, another English teacher raised his hand next to them, as if making a small report.

"Nakasato, Hisada, and Hirakawa, they want to see the results of the midterm exam."

"Look at the results? Are you in such a hurry?"

"Last week, they made a bet that whichever class had the highest average score, they would cook for each other."

"..."

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi and Hisada Moki looked at the teacher who looked like a small report.

A large number of elderly female teachers lowered their raised hands: "I didn't eavesdrop on purpose, it was the voice of you, Kuta, and Hirakawa that got into my ears by itself."

"Senior Beishan..." Kuta Moshu was very helpless.

Teachers are often very young in mind. After all, they have been dealing with young high school students every day since they entered the job.

As the eavesdropping teacher Beishan made the bet between Hirakawa Tetsufumi and Hisada Moki public, several teachers who were doing their own things in the office also began to put down their work and looked over with interest.

Nakari also showed a very interested look: "Whoever loses will cook?"

"……Yes."

As the two youngest teachers in the office, facing the gazes of many seniors, Hisada Moki and Hirakawa Tetsufumi could only nod together.

Following the confirmation of the two, on the other side, a teacher immediately muttered loudly: "I bet on Kuta for victory."

"..."

As soon as he interjected, several teachers spoke up.

"I also Oshikuta."

"Come on Hirakawa, I'll take Kuta."

"I also want to see Hirakawa cooking, it's more interesting."

"..."

In short, several teachers joined the battle surrounding the gamble between Hirakawa Tetsuwen and Hisada Moki.

What a boring bunch.

Hirakawa Zhewen looked at these watching teachers dumbfoundedly, especially the English teacher who provoked the incident at the beginning-she faced Hirakawa Zhewen's eyes and started to write and draw with a pen as if nothing had happened. It has nothing to do with her look.

I really don't know what to say.

After about a minute, the interested teachers discussed the betting matters, and then, under the expectant eyes of a group of bored people, Teacher Zhongli took out a booklet printed on A1 paper from his bag with a smile .

With all eyes on her, she opened the booklet, adjusted her glasses, and glanced over them.

After looking at the results, she put down the booklet and stared at Hirakawa Tetsufumi with a smile.

"Teacher Hirakawa, congratulations—"

Before Hirakawa Tetsufumi showed a triumphant smile, Mr. Zhongli laughed out loud.

"You got a chance to show off your cooking skills."

"..."

"..."

So the smile Hirakawa Zhewen was going to show died halfway.

When he turned his head, Moshu Kuta smiled happily: "Mr. Hirakawa, congratulations."

"..."

In the silence of Hirakawa Zhewen, the female teacher continued to make up the knife: "But it doesn't matter, after all, Teacher Hirakawa has already prepared it."

"..."

hateful.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen decided to take a good look at the grade book to see which student was holding him back.

(End of this chapter)