flamboyance

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The desks in the classroom are missing corners, the tabletops are potholes, the floor is cement paste, and everything looks dilapidated.

The children sitting in the classroom obviously wore clothes from not very wealthy families, their eyes were bright, and they were looking at the young man in the white shirt on the podium without blinking.

Bai Xi bowed seriously to the children sitting in the classroom, and introduced himself: "Hello, students, I am your new music teacher. My name is Bai Xi, and you can call me Teacher Bai."

Probably the first-grade children had just learned classroom discipline not long ago. As soon as Bai Xi finished speaking, a child sitting in the first row shouted to Bai Xi: "Teacher, you are so beautiful."

After shouting, the child raised his fat little hand as if remembering something.

The child looked at Bai Xi unblinkingly with sincere eyes, raised his chubby little hand, and asked Bai Xi, "Teacher, can I put my hand down?"

Bai Xi hurriedly waved her hand, "It's fine, it's fine."

The child put down his hand, and feared that Bai Xi would not remember him, he shouted loudly: "Teacher, my name is Yang Kai!"

Bai Xi was amused, this kid is too cute.

After Yang Kai finished speaking, the other children shouted at Bai Xi as if they were encouraged.The originally quiet classroom suddenly became lively again.

The staff of the program team watched from the sidelines, and they didn't intend to step forward to help maintain classroom discipline.

Fortunately, after graduating from high school, Bai Xi worked as a volunteer teacher in a poverty-stricken area for a period of time, so she has some understanding of children.

Immediately, Bai Xi straightened his face, picked up the blackboard eraser and knocked hard on the podium table.

"Quiet! Quiet!"

Bai Xi yelled a few words, and the classroom really quieted down.

"Today is the teacher's first time in class, do you want to impress the teacher?"

The children sitting in the classroom all said in unison—"Think."

In fact, some children don't know what Bai Xi's words mean, but they can subconsciously judge what they should say based on the context.

Bai Xi persuasively said: "Then what should you do now? Take the textbook—"

The children spoke in unison, and the children read the unique elongated sound of the text: "Take-out-come-"

Bai Xi: "Put your hands—"

Children: "Put—right—right—"

Bai Xi: "Okay, now everyone, take out the music book, open the first page, and sit down."

There was the sound of flipping books in the classroom.

Probably someone had told the children in advance that the first class was a music class. Most of the children's music books were placed on the table. When they heard Bai Xi tell them to open the books, they all opened them with a clatter. up.

With a straight face, Bai Xi guided the children to open the book to read the first song in the textbook, and then taught the children to sing sentence by sentence.

Judging from Bai Xi's experience, the first class must not be too nice to the students, especially when teaching younger children. It is necessary to leave a serious and authoritative image for them, so as to manage classroom discipline.Be serious with them at first, and then be gentle and affectionate with them, so that management will be effective and children will like it more.Otherwise, if you are very gentle and amiable at the beginning, and then very serious, the children will feel cheated and easily hated by the children.

Bai Xi taught the children to sing one sentence at a time. The talents of the children are different. Some children can learn it after teaching it twice, and some children can't learn it after teaching it many times. In order to take care of those who are not talented Child, Bai Xi taught it over and over again.

When the get out of class was about to end, Bai Xi asked everyone to sing freely.

Originally, the children sang their own songs, but after singing for a while, it miraculously turned into a chorus.

Bai Xi wandered back and forth between the tables and the aisle between the tables, supervising the children's singing.When meeting a child who didn’t sing but was talking with each other, Bai Xi walked over and asked why you don’t sing. The child who was talking knew that he had done something wrong, so he started singing with everyone without Bai Xi saying anything. up.

Bai Xi wandered around under the podium, and saw a fair-looking little boy take out his homework book, tore a piece of paper from it, and then lay down on the table, not knowing what he was writing.

Sitting next to him was a little girl who was also white and clean, singing along with everyone seriously.

Bai Xi walked over gently, walked to the side of the little boy, and found that the little boy wrote a string of "123456789" numbers on the torn paper with a pencil.

After finishing writing, the little boy folded the paper and poked the little girl next to him with his hand.

The little girl who was singing was interrupted by the little boy, and she looked back at the little boy. The little boy was lying on the table and quietly handed the note to the little girl, saying seriously: "This is my phone number when I grow up, you Be sure to stay well..."

Bai Xi: ...

Bai Xi stretched out his hand from behind the little boy, knocked on the little boy's table, and asked him, "What are you doing?"

The little boy was startled, he didn't know what he did wrong, so he looked at Bai Xi innocently with wide eyes.

The little girl held up the note that the little boy had just given her, and explained to the teacher solemnly: "Teacher, he didn't do anything just now, he just gave me his phone number."

Bai Xi's voice slowed down: "Why do you have to write your phone number in class? Isn't it time to sing? Listen, what are you all doing? What are you doing?"

Hearing the neat singing of his classmates, the little boy looked at Bai Xi with big eyes, obviously knowing that he had done something wrong, but he didn't speak.

Bai Xi stretched out his hand and gently stroked the little boy's hair, squatted down, and looked up at the little boy: "Let me ask you, the teacher taught you to sing today, have you learned it?"

The little boy nodded, and replied cutely: "I have learned."

Bai Xi continued to say softly, "Then you can sing along with everyone, okay?"

The little boy nodded, and the little girl hurriedly added: "If you don't know how, I can teach you."

As if the little boy was afraid that the little girl would slander him, he retorted to the little girl: "I don't need to teach it! I already know it."

Bai Xi smiled and stroked the little girl's hair, then wandered around other children's desks.

A class is over soon.

There was only one class in Bai Xi's class schedule this morning, and Bai Xi asked the students to dismiss the get out of class after the bell rang.

Bai Xi returned to the office on the second floor, and as soon as he entered, he saw Tang Yibo lying on his stomach as if dead.

When Tang Yibo saw Bai Xi, he got up from the table like a corpse, reached out his arms to hug Bai Xi with a face of despair, and wailed in Bai Xi's ear: "I can't, I can't, if I can't, I will be given by those children." I'm so bored..."

The author has something to say: I really admire my ability to write blindly. I don’t have an outline, and I keep writing a chapter as a chapter...but when will it be considered finished?Guys, to what extent do you think the development can be finished?