It's the students' fault if they are too popular.

She called her a senior in college, but in fact they were in the same class and even lived in the same dormitory for four years. It was just that everyone in the dormitory was three or four years older than her, and they all forced her to call them seniors, so she got used to it over time.

Xia Miaomiao has been doing self-media since college. Now she posts beauty and food videos on Bilibili, and has over a million fans. Maybe I saw her online class by accident, and then forwarded it out of friendship.

[Xia Miaomiao]: It’s a small matter, but I didn’t expect you to become a teacher. Didn’t you get admitted to graduate school?

【Children's rhyme】:I don't want to study anymore.

【Xia Miaomiao】: Stop studying and become a teacher? This is really a story of a dragon slayer turning into a dragon/funny

[Children's Rhyme]: Haha, being a teacher is really fun.

[Xia Miaomiao]: Yes, our Yaoyao will definitely be popular as a teacher. And if she turns into a dragon, she can be Xiaolongnu. Who wouldn’t like her?

Little Dragon Girl?

Tong Yao felt inexplicably guilty, as if Xiaolongnu was a master-disciple relationship.

One side calls her "Guo'er" and the other side calls her "Auntie", they are so close, just like "Ruanruan" and "Teacher Tong".

[Xia Miaomiao]: Do you have a boyfriend? Female teachers are very popular in the dating market. I heard that the lower limit of female teachers is male teachers, and the upper limit of male teachers is female teachers.

【Nursery Rhyme】: Ha, no...

After chatting for a while, Tong Yao went back to process the videos on Bilibili. It must be said that the benefits of having someone to attract traffic are indeed huge, but at the same time, the number of private messages and harassment has also increased explosively. She simply posted a dynamic statement:

"I don't have and won't have a fan base. I'm a teacher, and it's up to you to believe it or not. Age is not the point. I won't answer questions that are not related to learning."

She is a little aloof, but she never intended to become famous or create a fan culture. She just wanted to do something meaningful, at least in math class, she could help many children avoid the losses of tutoring institutions. She dared to say that she taught well and didn't hide anything. Maybe... In many small places, there are many students like Ruanruan who are looking forward to excellent and useful teaching videos.

The only thing that made her uncomfortable was the wife monsters in the comments. It didn't matter at other times, but it was very distracting in math videos. She was talking about a key point, and then a "this face awsl" popped up, which was simply vomiting blood. Imagine that she was teaching math class in Class 7, and suddenly a student shouted "wife"... If she popped up at an inappropriate time, she would definitely kick the person out.

Maybe it would be better not to show the face, but online classes without showing the face will make students lack a sense of involvement in the classroom. The teacher’s body language also plays a guiding role.

Please restrain your comments next time...

If there was anything that made her happy, it was the popular comments under the videos. There were some under every video, and they were all posted by the same person. They sorted out the specific time of the key points and knowledge points she talked about, and could be called living notes. The replies in the floor became a special question-and-answer floor, and other viewers respectfully called this person the class representative.

Who is this?

The ID is Orange. She took a screenshot and asked the girl if it was her smurf account. The girl said confusedly that it was not her and she only knew how to increase the number of views and then post three likes.

Tong Yao thought, maybe he was just a particularly serious student.

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Day after day, the life during the winter vacation seemed like a fantasy. Tong Yao hadn't interacted with anyone other than her family for a long time. She read books, recorded online classes, and called the little girl every day. She didn't know whether her life was fulfilling or empty.

In this rhythm, a big drama began——

Start of school.

Tong Yao was a little dazed, she almost felt like she was an online course teacher.

Spring is coming, and the whole school has been renewed. The cafeteria has been renovated - in fact, it is renovated every holiday. As for why and how much money has flowed into whose pocket, no one knows.

She stayed at home and had nothing to do on the first day of school.

But for students, the head teacher who waits for them at the classroom door is like a plague, a hurdle they must pass.

as well as--

"Fuck, Xu Hao, why are you so fat?"

Jiang Yiming shouted.

"It's the New Year...you'd be sorry for all the chicken, duck, fish and meat you eat if you don't gain some weight." Xu Hao, who had gained some weight, said awkwardly.

The students lined up to hand in their winter vacation homework. Those behind them saw the labor reform page being turned one by one and felt that something was wrong, but they could not escape it.

"Jiang Yiming," the labor camp sneered, "you tore up half of this calligraphy book, right?"

Before the winter break of the labor reform, the students with ugly handwriting were assigned extra homework to practice calligraphy from a copybook, but Jiang Yiming was apparently smart and secretly tore off part of it.

"You're the one who gets hurt when you fool the teacher!" The labor reform officer scolded Jiang Yiming a few words, but since it was the beginning of the new school term, he didn't say much and let Jiang Yiming leave in disgrace.

"Ruan Qian is here!" Xu Hao patted Jiang Yiming's butt.

The young man raised his head quickly. Ruan Qian, who was passing by him, looked at him suspiciously and said the same thing as him:

"Xu Hao, why are you so fat?"

Xu Hao: "..."

Jiang Yiming tried to strike up a conversation, and reminded him: "Laogai students have to read their homework page by page, so be careful."

Ruan Qian looked at him and laughed: "I wrote it seriously. Besides, it's too late for you to tell me now. Did you tear a few pages or didn't write it and was discovered by the labor camp?"

Jiang Yiming was stunned for a moment, and then he saw his deskmate turned his back on him and put his homework in front of the reformatory.

Laogai's expression was obviously becoming more and more satisfied the more he looked at it.

"Do you still like Ruan Xi?" Xu Hao asked in a low voice, "I feel like she's a bit like a goddess."

Jiang Yiming's face fell: "Of course... I like it more."

This bitter feeling fermented deep in my heart, becoming sour and sweet.

On the day of reporting, Ji Chen didn't need to wear a school uniform, so he wore a British style outfit, with socks of different colors on the left and right. He went to England during the winter vacation, so he had more opportunities to chat with his classmates, and his spoken English was very good. Yin Jiali didn't change much, she ran to Ruan Qian and said:

"Your hair has grown longer again."

"Yeah. Jiali, I feel like you've lost weight again?"

"Hey, really?"

Back to school, isolated from the reality and cruelty of society again, although it is a bit hard for students to be in school, it is still the best time.

"Have you watched Teacher Tong's online class? I've followed him." Someone started a discussion.

"Of course, I didn't go to cram school. My mom asked me to take extra classes, saying that online classes are not trustworthy. I told her that our math teacher taught it in person, and she immediately stopped talking, haha."

In class nine, Yan Zhi put her homework on the teacher's desk. She only wrote the questions she thought she needed to write, because the head teacher didn't care much anyway. She noticed that there was a missing seat in the classroom and asked:

"Teacher, who left?"

It’s not uncommon for people to drop out of this crappy class.

"What?" The head teacher looked up and realized, "Oh, you mean Wu You, she switched to liberal arts.

"It takes courage to change majors at this time."

Yan Zhi shrugged and left. It had nothing to do with her anyway.

In Class 4, Xu Yin was already sitting next to Lao Liu to help collect homework. Those students who didn't do well in their homework would tacitly hand it to her, and she would also tacitly help out. And those who thought they had done well would hand it to Lao Liu themselves, asking for praise. The class fee incident did not affect her prestige. She used the bonus for first place in the nine-school joint entrance examination and a little money from her family to fill the hole. If nothing unexpected happens, she will still be the class monitor this semester.

As for Wu You, she stood in front of the unfamiliar door of Class 12, not knowing anyone there. Those students probably thought she had gone to the wrong class.

Thus, the new semester began, accompanied by the familiar school bell that would ring on time even when there was no class.

Chapter 91: Class Representative and Class Teacher

On her first day at work, Tong Yao learned that great changes had taken place in the school.

Tong Jiansheng was promoted to become the principal of a good high school in the next city, and the new female vice principal took over his position. The party secretary and principal of No. 1 Middle School rarely appear, and the school is basically managed by a few vice principals. I wonder what kind of waves this new official will stir up in the school.

Tong Yao never cared about these things until she heard that the key teachers around her were secretly giving gifts and wishing New Year's greetings to the new vice-principal a few days before school started. Then she felt a little uncomfortable.

Do you want to give something as a present?

Forget it.

The day before school started, she and Lu Bingjie had a long-awaited midnight snack. Lu Bingjie advised her to at least show some appreciation:

"Why are you so stubborn? You are so young and you teach mathematics. You have a bright future. Be more diplomatic so that it will be easier for you to get a professional title in the future."

"It's okay. I don't really care."

"Don't underestimate this. Li Hanqiang, your class 7 teacher, is he good at teaching Chinese? He's almost fifty, but still has a mid-level professional title, and his salary is about the same as yours. Liu Jian, the one in class 4, has a senior professional title in his early thirties."

"...It's a bit scary." Tong Yao sighed.

"Guess what, last time I went to the amusement park, I saw Liu Jian playing with the principal's son." Lu Bingjie said mysteriously, "That's what we call smart."

"You really care about this," Tong Yao handed her a skewer of barbecue. "If you hadn't said anything, I would have thought this circle was quite simple. After all this talk, did you give any gifts?"

Lu Bingjie groaned and said vaguely:

"...No. I'm an only child. I don't have to worry about buying a house. I live a good life. I'm just a music teacher anyway. Who wants to have to face the boss's bad face?"

Tong Yao laughed. It is true that few children who are spoiled by their parents are willing to accept the society. Only after experiencing the bitterness of society can one know the sweetness of studying.

"But you are different, sister. When you get promoted, work hard and become a special-grade teacher, that will be amazing. You can give lectures and write some reference books. Making money is secondary. You will be famous all over the country." Lu Bingjie grumbled while eating. "The more famous you are, the more students you will teach. Just think about it. Students all over the country will use the reference books you publish. You will have many students all over the world."

"You're thinking too far ahead," Tong Yao said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Drink less."

But after hearing what Lu Bingjie said, she felt a little moved.

Which teacher doesn’t want to write a complete explanation of Xue Jinxing’s teaching materials or a study plan of Wang Houxiong?

Unlike exercises like the Wusan, these books are truly books that help students develop their learning abilities. Even without a teacher, students can learn on their own to a large extent with the help of these books. Many teachers even teach based on these books. For the education industry, these books are truly great.

This is probably the ultimate dream of a high school teacher.

With no team, she could probably write a high school mathematics reference book. If she did write it, she would put it online for students to download, and whoever wanted to use it could print it out.

But no gifts required.

She didn't think that others giving gifts was flattery, but that she gave gifts because she was forced to do so by the situation.

She's just lazy.

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On the evening when school officially opened, the words “Class Leader Election” were written in large letters on the blackboard of Class 7.

"I hope everyone will volunteer. This is an opportunity for you to hone your skills," Laogai said. "When you go to college, your experience as a class leader will be very important."

There is no point in saying this because the position of class leader is like a monopoly industry. Whoever becomes the class leader at the beginning will often be the one who becomes the class leader in the end. Few people will go on stage to compete, because they do not want to lose badly in the competition or affect the relationship between classmates.

But if someone resigns, that’s another story.

For example, the former study committee member felt that being a class cadre affected her studies, so she took the initiative to resign. Ji Chen wanted to be the class monitor, so the only person left who could succeed was Yin Jiali, who had the second best grades. Everyone knows that you can't take on a job without the right tools, and the position of study committee member is really not something that ordinary people dare to do.

"Yin Jiali, are you still going to be the math class representative?" the labor reform officer asked kindly, "You are the only one who can be the study committee member."

"Well..."

Yin Jiali was a little conflicted. Holding two positions would inevitably take up more study time, but... she also really liked being Teacher Tong's class representative.

"I think we should give other students a chance," the labor reform officer smiled but would not tolerate rejection, "otherwise it will affect your studies."

Knowing what forced labor meant, Yin Jiali sat down sullenly, looking reluctant.

"Who wants to be the math class representative?"

There was a commotion in the class.

Being the math class representative, I have a great opportunity to be close to Teacher Tong. I can go to her office whenever I want and get some snacks. It is truly a Feng Shui treasure land in No. 1 Middle School.

A few boys who had a crush on the beautiful teacher were blaming each other and talking big in the dormitory, saying that they would confess their love to Teacher Tong after graduation. But when they really got to the classroom, they didn't even dare to say a word.

Amid the chattering discussion, a hand was raised first. Everyone looked over and almost whistled.

——Ruan Qian.

The little girl walked to the podium with a red face. Although she felt uncomfortable, she still mustered up the courage:

"Hello everyone, I want to run for math class representative. If elected, I will be responsible and conscientious, help everyone solve math problems, and actively communicate with the teacher... Please, please vote for me."

So nervous.

The little girl's heart was beating like a drum.

It seemed like it was her first time to give a speech in front of the whole class. She held on to the podium with her hands, trying not to show her timidity. Would everyone choose her? In fact, she didn't have much confidence.

For Teacher Tong, she risked her life.

Her worries were unnecessary. After her speech, the class erupted in booing and applause. Everyone was very supportive. Laogai didn't know why, but after confirming that no one else was running for the position, he announced that Ruan Qian would be the math class representative.

The class representative...is the subject teacher's secretary.

I will spend more time with Teacher Tong in the future.