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

Ruan Qian buried her rosy face in her seat. Just then, the front door was pushed open. Tong Yao, holding a list of names, looked up and said "Excuse me" to the labor reform officer, then said:

"Come out with me, Jiali."

Yin Jiali raised her hand weakly:

"Teacher Tong, I'm not the class representative anymore..."

Tong Yao was stunned for a moment before she noticed that Class 7 was holding an election for class leaders.

She asked, "Who's the replacement?"

The whole class laughed.

The little girl in the first row stood up, asked Jiang Yiming to move aside, and ran shyly to her.

"Teacher Tong, I am the class representative." Ruan Qian said in a low voice.

“Ah?” Tong Yao was confused at first, then she stammered, “Oh… that’s great, come out with me.”

There were bursts of "ahs" in the classroom, and a boy shouted "Happily ever after".

"What are you making a fuss about!" the labor camp officer shouted angrily.

The head teacher's authority made the classroom suddenly silent.

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office.

"Go find the people on this list one by one. If they have questions about their winter vacation math homework, ask them to come to me one by one..." Tong Yao explained the matters. Considering the ambiguous relationship between her and the little girl, it was strange to speak in such a tone. "Also, make a copy of the answers and give a copy to the whole class."

"Hmm..." The little girl held the list and the answer in her hands, "Is there anything else Teacher Tong needs to do?"

"No more," Tong Yao paused, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard," Ruan Qian shook her head, her eyes full of tenderness, "It's not tiring at all to help Teacher Tong."

"Silly child." Tong Yao whispered, and looked into the little girl's bright eyes again, "Why... did you think of running for class representative?"

There were only a few people in the office, and everyone was concentrating on their own work.

Ruan Qian lowered her head, her face slightly hot:

"Because... I want to help Teacher Tong share some of the burden."

I want to be closer to Teacher Tong.

Teacher Tong’s class representative must be her, and only her.

When these words came out, several teachers who heard it turned around and looked at them, thinking that girls are just jealous of each other.

“Is that so…” Tong Yao’s face also became hot, “Studying is more important for you. I won’t give you too many tasks.”

Ruan Qian bit her lip and whispered, "I will do everything that Jiali can do."

"She can do the final question, can you?" Tong Yao couldn't help but joke.

The little girl was stunned, with a look of grievance on her face, and said in a low voice:

"I will try my best..."

Tong Yao chuckled, she thought this kind of softness was so cute.

"I'm just kidding. By the way, there will be a test the day after tomorrow before school starts. Good luck."

"Yes," Ruan Qian nodded vigorously, turned around and left, looking back with reluctance, "Teacher Tong, I'm going back first."

"Well, let's go."

Tong Yao stared at the little girl's back, and when she could no longer see her, she moved her gaze back to the table, which was filled with a pile of checked winter vacation homework. Among them, Ruan Qian's was the most carefully written.

It turned out that Ruanruan was her class representative...

She covered her mouth gently and her cheeks gradually turned red.

She actually felt a strange sense of guilt and excitement.

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Just one day after the class leader election, a major event happened in Class 1, Grade 2.

Their head teacher, the backbone teacher of the mathematics group, and a respected senior, Yang Ming, suddenly suffered from high blood pressure and fainted in the classroom. Fortunately, he was rescued in time and is out of danger. He is currently recuperating in the hospital.

But it is obvious that Teacher Yang is going to retire from the front line of education.

Leaving behind a lonely and helpless group.

Class 1, as the name suggests, is an experimental class among experimental classes. Even though the top student in the grade is Xu Yin from Class 4, six of the students in Class 1 are in the top ten. Traditionally, the teachers in Class 1 are experienced, have taught graduating classes for many years, and can guarantee the rate of admission to key universities. Some teachers are willing to work on the front line, while others are forced by the school to stay in the graduating class to ensure the admission rate. It can be said that they are exploited miserably.

Nowadays, the position of class teacher and math teacher has become a hot potato. There are many people willing to teach experimental classes, but most teachers are unwilling to be class teachers. There is a saying in the industry: if you killed someone in your previous life and still don't admit it, you can teach Chinese and be a class teacher in this life. This is enough to show how hard it is to be a class teacher in the eyes of teachers.

The salary is only a few hundred dollars higher, but there is a lot more to do.

Since learning that Teacher Yang was hospitalized, Tong Yao has been worried all the time - the math scores of the two classes she taught were both the best, and the school often likes young teachers to be class teachers. Young and energetic, unmarried and childless, other teachers have various reasons to refuse, and young teachers need class teacher experience to be evaluated for professional titles, so who else can they choose if not you?

The army cannot be without a leader for a day. Class 1 is the special forces of the army, and the vacancy of the class teacher cannot be delayed.

Finally, that afternoon, the head teacher with a kind face called Tong Yao out of the office.

Chapter 92: She is no longer a

"Xiao Tong, I asked you to come out today. It's mainly about the class teacher's matter."

coming.

Tong Yao thought to herself, and at the same time, she looked up at the dean who looked like a leader, sighed, and said:

"You say."

"After investigation and discussion, we found that you are the most suitable person to lead the first class in the grade's mathematics group. You have outstanding teaching ability and are well-liked by students. Do you think there is anyone else who can be the head teacher of this class but you?" The dean smiled and said, "Look at the other teachers in your mathematics group. Some are old, some have children to take care of, and some are already head teachers. Being a head teacher is also a training. What do you think?"

Tong Yao wanted to say it was not very good, but she held back and said:

"I think... I still need to study harder to improve my teaching skills and experience. I can wait a few years before becoming a class teacher."

"Hey, little boy, you're wrong to think like that. Youth is your asset. Having experience as a class teacher early is the fastest way to improve yourself. It will also be helpful for you to be evaluated for professional title in a few years." The dean of studies patiently advised.

"Ha... Director, I don't really care about job titles..."

"Oh, how can you not care about your professional title? You have a problem with your thinking and you are not motivated. We are educators and we should set an example for students. If you are a senior teacher, parents will trust you more, right?"

The main thing about making the nursery rhymes understood is to convince the parents.

"...Director, let me think about it again."

"That's fine, but you have to hurry up." The dean didn't force her. "If it doesn't work, I'll go talk to Teacher Zhang again."

Teacher Zhang, my colleague in the Nursery Rhyme Mathematics Group, is a nice person, but his children are in junior high school, so I’m afraid he can’t focus fully on his students.

More importantly, the teaching level is average.

I can't say I'm bad, but I'm afraid I can't teach a class of students well. It's embarrassing for a teacher to not be able to keep up with the students' active thinking. Moreover, not only teachers will evaluate students, but students will also evaluate teachers secretly. Who teaches well, who teaches poorly, who prepares lessons carefully, and who just reads from a textbook, all can be clearly seen by comparing them.

Good students are not picky about their teachers, but if you don’t teach well, they will dislike you, ignore you, leave you on the podium and bury their heads in their own work.

Tong Yao thought, isn’t this pushing Teacher Zhang into the fire?

After one semester at the school, she has learned how the higher-ups work. If the teaching is good, it means the students are working hard, but if the teaching is bad, it means you are incompetent. As for teachers, they only know how to change but not how to help.

In fact, she was not too averse to being a class teacher. She didn't mind working a little harder for the students. Moreover, if she wanted to get promoted, being a class teacher was the only way. The education industry particularly valued qualifications. With continuous promotion, she might even be able to become a principal in the future, and she could do much more than a teacher.

But she wasn't ready yet.

Moreover, if she teaches Class 1, she will have to give up one of Class 7 and Class 4. It is impossible for her to teach math to three classes.

She asked several senior teachers, and they all thought she could give it a try.

"There is no better class to lead than Class 1," they said.

From the perspective of class management, teaching Class 1 can be said to start with the simple mode, Class 7 is normal, and as for Class 9, skipping the difficult mode, that is purgatory.

If you become a class teacher again in the future, you may not have this opportunity. A truly ambitious and capable teacher will not miss this God-given opportunity. As long as you have the ability, the results of the class are guaranteed, and the honor of the students in the future will be your honor.

At least, you can claim that you have "taught dozens of people who graduated from Tsinghua University and Peking University."

She grabbed her hair in a tangled way, her heart already leaning towards teaching Class 1. She was not a person without goals. With her personality, even if she was a teacher, she wanted to be the best. For those who looked down on her as a teacher, she wanted to do a good job to show them.

but……

Because of that unspeakable reason, she couldn't give up Class 7.

Class 4, Xu Yin, Chen Mo... She felt guilty and reluctant to leave these lovely children.

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The news that a class's head teacher was going to change to a nursery rhyme spread like wildfire.

Class 1 was quiet. They were still immersed in the sadness of Teacher Yang's serious illness and only expressed their welcome in their discussions. But it was different for Class 4 and Class 7. They realized that they might have to change their math teacher. Everyone was worried. A few smart kids even came to the office to ask:

"Teacher Tong, will you teach Class 1?"

Tong Yao looked at their faces and suddenly found that she couldn't say something like "I'm going to teach a class."

"I don't know either..." This was all she could say in the end.

Before the small test at the beginning of the school year, she taught classes in classes four and seven and found that these children were particularly active in raising their hands to answer questions. The last time this happened was on Teacher's Day.

It would be a lie to say that I am not impressed.

After the math class, Ruan Qian was instigated by a group of people to follow Tong Yao out. She followed for a while before Tong Yao discovered it.

"Why are you following me?" Tong Yao wondered.

"I..." The little girl blushed, "They asked me to come and keep you..."

"..."

That sounds a bit strange.

What is this? A honey trap? Sacrifice? Marriage? Serve the devil?

No, she is a little fairy no matter how you look at it.

"Then...how do you plan to keep me?" She suddenly wanted to tease the little girl.

Ruan Qian lowered her head, her earlobes red as blood:

"Teacher Tong...can you please stay?"

The nursery rhyme was melted by her cuteness, and then the little girl said:

“I don’t want to be another teacher’s class representative…

"I am...yours."

A knowing blow.

Tong Yao was stunned and felt that she had made a mistake.

I just wanted to tease her, but ended up making myself very confused.

"Okay... I didn't say I was leaving." She suddenly felt a little flustered and her heart was beating very fast.

"Really?" The little girl looked up, "Teacher Tong... I have a test tomorrow and I'm nervous."

When I get nervous, I can't sleep at night.

If you can't sleep at night, then...

"Then... come and sleep at my place?" Tong Yao blushed. "I haven't stayed here for a whole winter vacation, but I cleaned it yesterday and your room is very clean."

She didn't give it for nothing, she was just worried that the girl wouldn't be in good condition for the exam.

It’s the routine for every exam, nothing more.

Ruan Qian suppressed her inner joy and said:

"Then Teacher Tong, I'll come over in the evening."

After that, the little girl rushed to class again. As soon as she returned to the classroom, she was immediately surrounded by a group of people.