I started a senior citizen university after being unemployed, and I became the favorite of my uncles

Lin Qinglan plans to ask Teacher Xia Xia to focus on training a few uncles and aunts in preparation for participating in the World Seniors Competition in two months.

The "World Senior Competition" is not really a competition, but rather a cultural exchange activity for the elderly.

The organizers invite seniors from all over the world to exchange cultural skills and promote the international development of the world of senior education.

This year is the first time that the event is held in the capital.

Since we want to participate in international exchanges, English is essential.

In addition to cultural exchanges, Lin Qinglan’s currently known activities include sports meets, talent shows and skill exchanges.

When the project is announced, a selection will be conducted within the Evergreen University for the Elderly, and then the uncles and aunts will be taken on a "business trip" to the capital to participate in the World Senior Competition.

As an important bridge of communication, the English class must have people participating, so Teacher Xia Xia was entrusted with the important task.

"That was a close call. I thought I was going to be fired." Xia Xia touched her chest, feeling a little scared.

She couldn't be expelled, she hadn't had enough of the school meals.

"Don't worry, Principal! I promise to complete the task." Xia Xia stood up and asked carefully, "After the meeting, can I make a small request?"

"You say." Lin Qinglan poured her a cup of tea and said with emotion, "Teacher Xia Xia has a really good appetite. She can drink two pots of tea with the melon seeds in the office."

"Can you set up a table for me in the cafeteria? Leftovers are fine, as long as they are cooked by Chef Wu."

What bad intentions did Xia Xia have? She just wanted to eat two more dishes.

"Of course, no problem. We'll set up a separate table for you to celebrate. How can we let you eat leftovers?"

Lin Qinglan decided to ask Master Wu to set up a table at her own expense. Not only Xia Xia loved it, she also loved it.

……

On the other side, in the Chinese painting class, Teacher Huang was explaining the techniques of painting peonies.

"We should pay attention to the brushwork when painting peonies."

"Uncle Fu, turn your head around and stop talking."

"Be sure to also dip the base of the brush into the paint, so that the petals will be fuller."

"Uncle Li, you and Uncle Jia, can you two talk to each other even though you are so far away?"

“When drawing on paper, always press the brush onto the paper and push it away, don’t trace with the tip of the brush.”

"What are you three talking about? Speak louder so we can hear it."

Teacher Huang really can't stand Old Fu, Uncle Li and Uncle Jia.

After the last seat adjustment, Mr. Fu has been sitting next to the podium.

Uncle Li originally sat with Uncle Lu, but they quarreled every day, and Teacher Huang’s persuasion was futile, so he had to separate them.

After the adjustment, Uncle Li was two rows away from Old Fu, and Uncle Jia was further away from them, in the last row.

It is impossible to whisper at this distance, but they speak openly and refuse to change despite repeated admonitions.

Teacher Huang took out three “little bees” that he had prepared long ago.

"Little Bee" is the loudspeaker used by the teacher in class. Teacher Huang does not use it himself, but prepared it specially for the three of them.

He put down his brush and called out the names: "Uncle Li, Uncle Fu, Uncle Jia, the three of you line up and come up, each wearing one."

Old Fu was confused: "Why do you want me to bring this? I don't teach."

Old Fu imitated other teachers and put the microphone on his head, which he found very novel.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he regretted it.

His voice was infinitely amplified and spread to every corner of the classroom, and he suddenly became quiet.

The loudspeaker was like a golden hoop, locking his mouth as he tried to speak.

Uncle Li didn't believe it, "I can just say no in a lower voice."

His voice was already very small, but it was transmitted indiscriminately.

Seeing this, Uncle Jia stepped onto the podium first, adjusted the position of the microphone, and faced Aunt Cui: "Cui'er, I want to confess my love to you..."

Halfway through his words, he was attacked by Aunt Cui's eyes.

After the three of them were disciplined, they returned to their positions with the "golden hoop".

……

The three people had different expressions.

One is "Customer Service". Uncle Li has already adapted to the "little bee". He puts on the same attitude as the customer service, smiling and saying, "Hello, I am glad to serve you. How can I help you?"

One is "slightly dissatisfied". Uncle Jia was warned by Aunt Cui to stay away from her. Uncle Jia was very hurt and wanted to talk to Aunt Cui, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he remembered that he was still wearing a microphone and what he said would be heard by the whole class.

He is not afraid of losing face, but if he makes Aunt Cui lose face, she will definitely ignore him.

The last one, Old Fu, was “unconvinced”. After putting on the microphone, Old Fu felt itchy all over. He looked at Teacher Huang stubbornly, trying to resist the injustice, but Teacher Huang completely ignored him, and Old Fu sulked alone.

The effect of bringing "Little Bee" was immediate. The three talkative people now dared not even breathe loudly.

The microphone couldn't be turned off even if they wanted to. Teacher Huang's microphone was wireless, and the loudspeaker with a switch was placed on the podium. The three of them could only listen to the class attentively.

Teacher Huang couldn't suppress her laughter. "Next time, if anyone wants to speak, I'll give you a microphone. Speak loudly. Don't worry."

Meng Wenwen, who was checking classes outside the classroom, passed by and said in surprise, "Such a big business, it needs three customer service representatives."

……

This semester, Lin Qinglan clearly felt that time was passing quickly. March was over very quickly and the midterm exams were coming up in mid-April.

She still remembers the midterm exam last year, when the uncles and aunts all came up with some surprising strategies, and this semester the school is preparing to use some "dirty strategies".

Let the kids also feel the charm of the midterm exam at the senior citizen university.