A great director who grew up happily

"Student Wang Yidi, is there anything so funny?" Lin Lei'er asked in confusion.

Wang Yidi waved her hands repeatedly, then moved behind Chen Jinnian, holding his backpack strap with her small hands, and followed behind him.

"Don't worry about her." Chen Jinnian said depressedly, "Just continue talking."

"Oh, actually I don't know much. I know that after evening study yesterday, my cousin received a message from Qiao Yingzi and hurried to the fourth floor. Then my aunt came back very angrily. After a while, my uncle-in-law and cousin also came back."

Lin Lei'er thought about it for a moment and continued, "They must have had a quarrel. My aunt and cousin didn't say a word to each other this morning, but my uncle-in-law said he would enroll my cousin in English tutoring to help improve his grades."

"Last night?" Chen Jinnian said with a frown. He met Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie last night and mentioned the art exam, but for some reason he angered Tong Wenjie.

Could it be because of him that what happened afterwards happened? It can’t be such a coincidence.

While Chen Jinnian was still wondering how his words could have such power, he had already walked into the community.

Wang Yidi's mother, Wang Qing, was waiting at the intersection with her backpack on her back. When she saw her daughter coming back, she immediately rushed over and said, "Didi, hurry up and go with mom. Today, Nengcheng Education has invited Mr. Zhao, a retired teacher from the High School Affiliated to the Normal University, to give a free chemistry class to the old students. If you go too late, there will be no seats left. Hurry up."

"Is it really Teacher Zhao? That's great. Mom, let's go quickly." Wang Yidi said excitedly.

Chen Jinnian quickly handed the schoolbag he was holding to Wang Yidi.

Wang Qing saw all these actions, but she didn't say anything. She had known her daughter's little thoughts for a long time, and as long as she didn't cross the line, it would be fine.

At the same time, he said with a smile, "I have two spots in hand. Jinnian, you should go too, otherwise it will be wasted."

Chen Jinnian had no interest in attending the class. Under normal circumstances, he would have refused, but today Lin Lei'er was also here, and he was afraid that if he refused, Wang Qing would give the spot to the other party.

He was not an NTR, so he agreed reluctantly.

The location of Nengcheng Education was not far away, just past two traffic lights. In just over ten minutes, the three of them arrived at the training academy.

Inside is a small school. The lights on several floors are bright and the chatter of conversation lingers in the ears. Many classrooms are already full of students. The lobby and corridors on the first floor are crowded with parents who come to send their children for tutoring.

This kind of "prosperous era" with raging fire and boiling oil may be the reason why the double reduction policy was formulated a few years later.

"Yidi, is it like this here every day? There are so many people." It was Chen Jinnian's first time here, and he couldn't help but ask when he saw such a grand scene.

"Ah, it's okay now. There will be more people here on the weekend. Let's go quickly. The evening class at 9:30 will start soon." Wang Yidi pulled Chen Jinnian and asked him to walk faster to catch up with Wang Qing in front.

He felt like he was following two people, twisting and turning in the building, and finally arrived at a relatively large classroom. Judging from the desks arranged, it could probably seat seventy or eighty people.

The first few rows were already filled with eagerly awaited students. After registering, the two of them went in and found a seat by the window at the back.

The table is an old-fashioned double table with a clean and tidy surface, which is not very common in schools nowadays. Fortunately, the seats are not long benches, otherwise it would be too retro.

“Are all the tables here like this?”

"Of course not. It seems there are only two large classrooms. It should be convenient for more people to sit. Usually when I teach, there are only 20 people in a class at most." After Wang Yidi finished explaining, he took out the chemistry handouts and iPad from his schoolbag.

There weren't many other students, some even brought their laptops. They looked like office workers having morning and evening meetings. You couldn't tell whether they were there to attend the class or just to talk.

Chen Jinnian just casually put a test paper on the table. He felt that it was a bit out of place for him to sit there, just like a primitive man mixed in among a group of Trisolarans, seeming out of place.

After seven or eight minutes, the classroom was full. They even added two rows of seats at the back to accommodate late students.

In front of the classroom, a white-haired female teacher walked in. She had a kind face and a gentle smile.

Chen Jinnian lowered his head and asked, "Who is this teacher? He has attracted so many students. The classroom is almost full."

"How come you don't know anything?" Wang Yidi rolled his eyes at him and whispered, "This is the famous teacher Zhao Xiaosu. He's one of the best chemistry teachers in all of Xicheng District. It's just that he's old now and rarely teaches students, so you should be happy to meet him today."

Then, she made a proud expression and said, "Why don't you thank me quickly?"

"If I have to thank you, it should be Auntie. What does it have to do with you?"

"Why doesn't it matter? If I hadn't taken so many hours, how could there be two spots?"

Teacher Zhao, who was standing on the podium, saw the two of them bickering with their heads down, so he smiled and said, "If you have anything to say, you can talk after class. Come on, let's hurry up and start class."

When Wang Yidi heard what Teacher Zhao meant, he kicked him lightly, then sat up straight and listened to the class attentively.

Chen Jinnian also leaned back in his chair and listened to the teacher begin to explain the questions.

This class is only forty minutes long, so not much can be covered, but Teacher Zhao is worthy of being the leader of Xicheng District. After listening to the class, the students present have gained something to varying degrees.

When the class was over, everyone spontaneously applauded Teacher Zhao. They all respected the 70-year-old teacher who still chose to stand throughout the class.

After class, many students gathered in front of the podium, seizing the opportunity to ask questions. It can be seen that Teacher Zhao was physically exhausted, but his mental state was very good and he accepted all questions.

Wang Yidi also lined up with his test paper to ask for advice, and he came out to ask Wang Qing, "Auntie, is there a painting training class here?"

"Painting class? I think there is, but I didn't pay much attention to it. Wait a minute, I'll find a teacher to ask for you." Although Wang Qing was a little confused and didn't know why she asked this, she still took him to find a teacher.

"We do have a painting class, but the training started as early as the winter and summer vacations. If you learn now, it will be too late. The art joint examination is coming soon." Teacher Li, who is in charge of admissions, said a little entangledly.

"I'm not an art student. I just want to improve my painting skills so that I can pass the entrance exam for the directing department of the Beijing Film Academy." Chen Jinnian explained.

The Beijing Film Academy entrance exam includes a painting test, which is understandable. Directors also need to draw storyboards. If you have no painting skills, then you can only learn from a certain director named Jiang and draw a bunch of stick figure storyboards.

It wouldn't sound good if it got out.

After understanding his needs, Teacher Li also breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he was not here to cause trouble.

I immediately gave him a lot of class schedules and training promotional materials, and said it would be best for his parents to come as well, so that professional teachers could help him make a study plan.

Chen Jinnian naturally agreed. After taking out the information, he saw Wang Qing and Fang Yuan chatting. To be precise, Wang Qing was talking incessantly while Fang Yuan was just listening awkwardly.

Fang Yuan, who was at a loss, saw him and waved enthusiastically, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, "Jinnian, here."