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Chapter 142 Bad Premonition

Zhang Zhiyuan received the certificate, howled with excitement, knelt on his knees, and pounded his chest hard, forming a sharp contrast with his classmate Yang Wanying, who also won the first prize at the district level.

Yang Wanying put the certificate directly into her schoolbag and watched Zhang Zhiyuan's performance leisurely.

Yang Wei next to him was extremely envious, but when he learned that he had also won a prize, although it was only a second prize at the school level, he was still very excited.

I ran straight downstairs and ran a full lap quickly.

When Teacher Wang saw this, he couldn't help but rush out of the office.

"Good fellow, this guy was training to hide in the morning! He still has the energy to run! You just wait!"

"Okay, the 10 winning students will come to the podium and choose their own gifts!"

Everyone picked out what they wanted, which made the other students really envious.

"Teacher Zhao Zhao, when will the essay competition be held?"

Yu Zhaozhao smiled and replied, "I don't know about the essay competition, but the midterm exam is coming soon. Those who have improved their test scores and improved their rankings can come to the teacher to receive their prizes."

"Yeah, yeah yeah!"

"Class monitor, just wait for me. The first place in the class this time is mine."

Yang Wanying was drinking water and was almost driven away by Zhang Zhiyuan's shout.

I was choked and couldn't recover for a long time.

Looking back at the kid, I couldn't help but reply, "Come on, after being the top student in the class for six years, I really want to experience what it's like to be the second."

Zhang Zhiyuan wanted to say a few more harsh words, but suddenly thought of Yang Wanying's dominance. He cleared his throat, pretended nothing had happened, and returned to his seat.

Yu Zhaozhao laughed so hard that her stomach hurt. The interactions between the children were particularly interesting.

It is a miniature that has both childish innocence and a little maturity, and is very interesting to watch.

After finishing the first class happily, Yu Zhaozhao did not return to the office, but went directly to Class 3- to prepare.

Things like courseware, videos, PPT, blackboard writing... all need to be placed in advance.

The students in Class 3-1 have actually always envied Class -.

Not only Class 3-1, but all the classes in the Second Primary School envy Class -.

The teacher understands the students' thoughts too well, and from time to time he leads them to do some rebellious things, which completely strikes a chord with the students.

It was just that they had a very unpleasant argument with Class 1- some time ago and lost the tug-of-war competition to Class , which made the students in Class see that Yu Zhaozhao was very emotional.

So even though Teacher Meng said in the morning that Teacher Yu would be teaching the second Chinese class today, everyone was still reluctant to cooperate.

The classroom was in a mess. Not to mention anyone trying to help, everyone chose to simply ignore Yu Zhaozhao.

Yu Zhaozhao felt somewhat helpless, after all, he had a long-standing grudge against Class 3.

But just teach normally, there will always be a small number of well-behaved students who are willing to listen.

If I criticize the students again at this time, it might cause more trouble.

But soon, the trouble was solved.

Meng Zhenli came to the front door of the classroom with her books and lecture notes. When she saw the chaos in her class, she got angry.

After roaring a few times, the students in Class 3 were immediately defeated.

When it was time to go to the toilet, they went to the toilet; when it was time to drink water, they drank water; the rest of the people all returned to their seats obediently.

Meng Zhenli helped set up the tripod stand for the mobile phone and turned on the video.

"Go to the podium and get ready. I'll watch over here for you."

Yu Zhaozhao nodded embarrassedly. It was obvious that Teacher Meng also disliked him originally, so how come he... suddenly became different?

The people who have undergone the surgery are quite uncomfortable.

But there was no time to think about it, and the class bell rang soon.

Yu Zhaozhao turned on the timer and started the class.

The students in Class 3 were resistant at first, and their responses and cooperation were average.

But gradually...Yu Zhaozhao brought me into the classroom.

Yu Zhaozhao was talking about an ancient poem, "Horse Poem" written by Li He, a poet of the Tang Dynasty.

"The desert sand is like snow, the moon in Yanshan is like a hook. When will I wear a golden headband and walk quickly in the autumn."

Everyone seemed to see the white snow on the continuous Yanshan Mountains...

Meng Zhenli originally wanted to let Yu Zhaozhao take a look at her class and give some suggestions. After all, she had won the first prize in the teaching competition for two consecutive years, so it should be no problem for her to tutor a young teacher who had just started working for two years.

But when I saw the end, I almost thought I was attending a famous teacher's open class...

Yu Zhaozhao is so infectious and has great language organization skills. Meng Zhenli was pleasantly surprised to find that after one class, all the students could recite this ancient poem.

Even the students with learning difficulties at the back are like this.

Meng Zhenli suddenly felt very hurt.

However, I was also pleasantly surprised to find that the language Yu Zhaozhao used when explaining new words and introducing the background of ancient poems was very interesting.

It is these words that appear in my mind repeatedly in a particularly magical way.

Not only did I remember the new words, I also memorized ancient poems...

Meng Zhenli no longer cared about her face. As soon as Yu Zhaozhao finished the class, she excitedly went up to him and asked about the analysis of the new words that Yu Zhaozhao had just taught her.

Yu Zhaozhao did not keep anything to himself and told Meng Zhenli all his ideas.

Meng Zhenli nodded repeatedly after hearing this, "Your idea is really good!"

Yu Zhaozhao smiled slightly and wanted to ask Meng Zhenli if there was anything that needed improvement in his class.

But I don't know if it's appropriate to ask in this way.

In the end, it was Meng Zhenli who took the initiative to propose that the last link should be based on the new curriculum reform, after all, this is the general direction.

Yu Zhaozhao was inspired and thanked Meng Zhenli again and again.

"Don't worry, you will definitely have no problem winning the award for this class."

As luck would have it, when he said this, Yang Linxia came into Class 3. When she saw the situation in the class and heard these words, she instantly became unhappy.

"Oh, Teacher Meng is so kind-hearted. He helps to watch the class and borrow the class."

Meng Zhenli felt a little embarrassed when she heard this. After all, not long ago, she and Yang Linxia had said bad things about Yu Zhaozhao. This... was like betrayal.

So I asked patiently, "Do you also want to use our class for a trial class? I have another class this afternoon, do you want to use it?

If it is used, I will tell the students in our class in advance. "

"No need. I only have one lesson with your excellent teacher, Yu. Your class has already learned it in the morning. Why should I teach in the afternoon?" Yang Linxia snorted coldly and turned around to leave.

Meng Zhenli was stunned. "You are also taking this class? Didn't you say hurry?"

"I changed it. Can't I change the course before class starts?"

Yang Linxia didn't even pause and left directly without any intention of explaining further.

Yu Zhaozhao frowned slightly, and suddenly had a bad premonition, and this bad premonition was getting stronger and stronger.

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