come teacher

Chapter 72
The evening reading class was over, and Peng An came to Li Kuailai's side in deep frustration: "I'm not good at teaching English, let someone else take English reading."

Li Kuailai shook his head and said: "Your pronunciation is very accurate, but you are a little scared, so this time you didn't take it with you to read English. Next time, you will definitely be able to do it."

"I, I'm afraid." Peng An lowered his head deeply.

"Alone, you have to constantly challenge yourself. Look at Xueling, a girl, who dares to lead a reading on the podium. Xiuqin, you are in charge of discipline in the class every day. You are a boy, why don't you dare?" Li Come and ask.

"I..." Peng Anshen was speechless.

Li Kuailai patted Peng Anshen on the shoulder: "Next time you take the reading, I will continue to come and watch. With me here, nothing will happen."

Peng An nodded deeply, if Li Kuailai was there, Ma Zhifeng and those troublemakers would not dare to cause trouble.

Tonight is Li Kuai coming to work.

They usually have an arrangement for which teacher will take the evening course for a week, but teachers often switch with each other.

After all, teachers with families have a lot of things to do at night, and when there is no time, they will switch with other teachers.

After class, Wei Xiuqin came to talk to Li Kuai, and Ma Zhifeng's self-criticism was handed in.

Li Kuailai nodded. After all, Ma Zhifeng is the same thing. He has already handed in the letter of self-criticism. Can you still go online with him?

Anyway, in the morning, he was criticized and criticized, and he also bowed his head to accept the criticism.

Li Kuailai was correcting homework on the podium. The Chinese classes in the two classes had a lot of homework.

After changing for about half an hour, Li Kuailai stood up, walked off the podium and walked around to relax his body.

Otherwise, correcting homework like this for a long time will be too much for the body.

Li Kuailai walked to Ma Zhidong's side and saw that he was copying so intently that he didn't even feel Li Kuailai's arrival.

"You copied the composition?" Li Kuailai frowned slightly, and took the composition that Ma Zhidong was copying.

This is a small work he arranged, "a meaningful thing", and Ma Zhifeng has already copied half of it.

When Li Kuailai took the "Selected Excellent Compositions of Primary School Students" next to him, he couldn't help but get angry: "Ma Zhidong, as a middle school student, you actually copied the composition of primary school students to hand in the essay?"

"Ms. Li, the middle school students' compositions are so good that you might recognize them if you copy them, but you may not be able to see them if you copy the elementary school students' compositions, and you will think our level is poor instead."

Ma Zhidong rubbed his head in embarrassment, "Brother Feng taught me this, and he copied it in the same way."

Ma Zhifeng, who was copying his math homework, was stunned: I was quietly copying my homework, but I was shot...

"No, you can't copy the composition, you can write as much as you can?" Li Kuailai shook his head.

"Ms. Li, why can other homework be copied but not composition?" Ma Zhidong didn't understand.

Li Kuailai was stunned for a moment...

Only Song Xiaofang knew how long it took Li Kuailai to make the courseware, because he returned the laptop to her early the next morning and never borrowed it again.

On Friday morning, Li Kuailai finished his first Chinese class, and Ye Mingjun was waiting for him in the corridor of the classroom.

"Come on, have you finished the courseware?" Ye Mingjun asked anxiously.

"Not so far." Li Kuailai yawned deliberately, "Director Ye, I stayed up until three o'clock in the morning last night, and I really couldn't keep my eyes open before I went to bed."

"Oh, it's really hard work for you, can it be done before ten o'clock?" Ye Mingjun asked worriedly.

Song Xiaofang happened to pass by here, and when she heard Li Kuailai's bragging, she couldn't help but mock in her heart: You, Li Kuailai, went to bed after eleven o'clock last night, how dare you say you worked overtime until three o'clock in the morning?

Because Li Kuailai has a habit of lying on the bed when he sleeps, he will always say "I'm asleep" to himself, and Song Xiaofang is also used to it.

"Then go to my office quickly and use my computer." Ye Mingjun said anxiously.

"That's great." Li Kuailai walked forward, "Director Ye, you don't know, I don't have a computer myself, so it's very troublesome to make courseware."

When he came to the teaching office, Li Kuailai sat at Ye Mingjun's desk, turned on the computer, inserted the USB flash drive into it, and began to pretend to open the prepared courseware.

Anyway, open QQ or something, sometimes read the courseware, sometimes chat with former classmates, it's pretty good.

Now most of QQ users use computers, and if they use mobile phones to access QQ, they need traffic, one yuan for one M traffic, and the experience effect is wrong, basically sending messages.

When it was almost ten o'clock, Ye Mingjun came over and asked, "Come on, are you ready?"

"Just finished." Li Kuailai didn't want Ye Mingjun to bear too much pressure.

Some things, just accept it when you see it.

"Great, hurry up and put it on the computer desktop." Ye Mingjun shouted excitedly.

Li Kuailai copied the courseware on the computer desktop, and then sent a copy to his QQ mailbox.

Today's USB flash drive is not cheap, and 32M costs tens of dollars. Li Kuailai is reluctant to spend money on a USB flash drive.

Li Kuailai handed over all the materials to Ye Mingjun, stood up and said, "Director Ye, I have a job."

"Come on, sit for a while, I'll send it to Huang Zhen first."

Ye Mingjun opened the e-mail of his unit and sent the courseware to the e-mail designated by Huang Zhisheng.

Ye Mingjun called Bu Weiguang again: "Principal, I have already sent the courseware to Huang Zhen's e-mail."

"Okay, I see." Bu Weiguang over there happily wanted to call Huang Zhisheng.

This is a good opportunity to show his merits. Of course, Bu Weiguang will not let Ye Mingjun call Huang Zhisheng.

Ye Mingjun put his mobile phone on the desk, opened the courseware and read it.

A few minutes later, Ye Mingjun finished browsing the courseware. "Come on, you really are a master at making courseware, it's really not easy."

"Director Ye has won the award."

Li Kuailai said politely, "However, I have really worked very hard these two days, and I want to go back to the dormitory to sleep now."

"You have a good sleep at noon." Although Ye Mingjun doesn't know how to make courseware, he knows how to read courseware.

It was the courseware just now, so Huang Zhisheng probably wouldn't say anything.

Therefore, Ye Mingjun continued: "Go and do your work first. If you need to modify it, I will call you."

"Okay, I'm off to work." Li Kuailai stood up, said goodbye and left.

After school at noon, Li Kuailai called Zhu Chengsheng under the big tree on the school road.

The noon sun was very strong, even though they were standing under the tree, the sunlight still fell on them.

"Mr. Li, the discipline in our class is better now. Everyone says that you manage well." Zhu Chengsheng complimented Li Kuailai.

"Cheng Sheng, this is also due to the credit of your class cadres." Li Kuailai didn't want to take too much credit.

Zhu Chengsheng is the class monitor. If you say he doesn't try his best, he also has a job.

You said he tried his best, and sometimes he was a monk hitting the clock for a day.

On the contrary, Chen Xueling and Wei Xiuqin in the class did a lot of work.

One is in charge of learning and the other is in charge of discipline. The classmates in the class call them "deputy class teachers".

"This is what I should do." Zhu Chengsheng smiled triumphantly.

"How much is the current class membership fee?" Li Kuailai asked suddenly.

(End of this chapter)