novelbin Chapter 335 Rebirth 80 as a Supporting Teacher (11)
Chapter 335 Rebirth 80 as a Supporting Teacher (11)
Chapter 335 Reborn 1980 as a Supporting Teacher (11)
Li Chuyue's face turned red from being suppressed by the children's laughter, tears were rolling in her eyes, and she stood on the podium somewhat at a loss.
Ling Lian clapped her hands beside her, motioning everyone to be quiet: "Why do you laugh at her because she is the only girl in the class?"
"Because there is no second girl! We are all boys! We are different from her!" A child rushed to answer.
"Then why are you guys laughing at her?" Ling Lian asked again.
"That's because, because..."
"In the teacher's hometown, all the boys would never laugh at a girl. If there is only one girl in the class, we will protect her, because she is the only flower in our class, called the class flower."
"Then why are girls flowers? What are we boys?"
"Boys, boys are green grass. The green grass is strong and brave, and will not be bent over by the wind and rain. The flowers are beautiful and gentle, emitting their own light and dotted with green grass. In fact, our class is a big garden. Now there is only one flower in the garden, if the flower is damaged and there is no flower, can it still be called a garden?"
"No!" Another child rushed to answer.
"A garden without flowers can only be called a meadow, and it will not be protected by a fence. If there is no fence, maybe sheep will come and eat it."
"what……"
Those children seemed to understand it, but they didn't seem to understand it. They looked at Li Chuyue with rolling eyes.
But when Ling Lian said this, the children stopped laughing and tilted their heads to think about what Ling Lian said.
Li Chuyue looked at Ling Lian with flushed cheeks, and then whispered her name.
He also said that because she was born in Chuyue, she was called Li Chuyue.
After a few hasty introductions, Li Chuyue ran off the podium and huddled in her seat, folding her arms and burying her head in it.
When copying the curriculum, Linglian also copied a copy for them. Some children didn’t even know what the day of the week meant, so Linglian gave the children a popular science on the year, month, day and week number when the class was about to end. .
On the first day of school, Linglian didn't teach them anything.
Zhao Jianguo could only discuss whether he could shorten the noon class time.
Change from going to school at [-] o'clock to going to school at [-] o'clock, and then leaving school at [-] o'clock.
Because they found that the children came back after noon, and they had to walk more than 20 kilometers to and fro on the mountain road, and they had to come back quickly after going back to eat in a hurry to help with farm work, and there was no time to rest.
It's better to rest here for two hours at noon, and let them go back early in the afternoon, without them having to walk an extra mountain road back and forth.
"It's because we didn't think about it," Zhao Jianguo said.
At that time, Ling Lian had just returned from watering the vegetable garden outside.
Seeing Zhao Jianguo take off his shoes early and go to bed, she picked up the book on the table and patted him on the head without thinking.
Zhao Jianguo rubbed his head in pain after being slapped by Ling Lian, and asked Ling Lian why he was beating him all the time.
"What do you think I'm going to do?" Linglian threw the book to Zhao Jianguo again: "Today, I pour the dishes, cook the dishes and do the cleaning. very?!"
Zhao Jianguo looked at Ling Lian resentfully: "Then, then I don't know how to cook either...or...I'll water the vegetables tomorrow..."
"You have to do the cleaning!" Linglian added, "I can cook."
Livestock from other villagers would often run over in the yard, eating, drinking, and messing with indescribable things everywhere, seriously affecting her appetite for food.
When it was time to sleep, the kerosene lamp was still on.Ling Lian turned over in the middle of the night, feeling in a daze that the lights in the house hadn't been turned off, rubbed his eyes, and saw that the man was still lying on the small table on the kang with his clothes on, not knowing what he was doing.
"What are you doing?" Ling Lian's sleepy voice suddenly came from above his head.Zhao Jianguo looked up, Ling Lian didn't know when he got up and leaned on the table with one hand and looked over at him.
In front of Zhao Jianguo was a book in a foreign language, and next to it was a black grid paper. The latest page had already written more than half a page with eloquence.
Is this reading at night and taking notes?
Zhao Jianguo said: "It's okay... I'm translating foreign books. When I came here, I signed a contract with the publishing house, responsible for translating the books they gave me, and submitting the manuscript once a month. It's nothing to pay attention to. Go to bed first. "
"Hmph~ Books..." Linglian stared sleepily at the grid paper in front of the man in front of him.
She still seemed sleepy, but didn't intend to go to bed.
Ling Lian climbed down from the table, walked around the table with hands and feet and crawled towards Zhao Jianguo.
Seeing the woman approaching without any warning, Zhao Jianguo subconsciously moved back.
"Let me see..." She sat next to Zhao Jianguo, stretching her head to see what Zhao Jianguo translated.
"He looked at her body under the moon, clean and flawless, and couldn't help but remind him of the lily flower he saw yesterday. The fragrance of that flower seemed to wrap around her body at this time, making her exude infinite charm. She was entwined by that seductive fragrance, just as he entangled her body..."
The last paragraph that was written was such a sentence, Ling Lian felt like laughing for some reason.
She turned her head and looked at the man next to her: "You stay up most of the night just to translate this kind of thing? Isn't the book a serious book?"
"It just happened to be translated to this paragraph." Zhao Jianguo clenched his fists and coughed on his lips in embarrassment, and even dared not look directly into Linglian's eyes, "Books...books are also serious books, very popular in foreign countries ...Foreigners are quite open-minded, so it is inevitable that there will be such descriptions in the book..."
"That's such a coincidence." Ling Lian chuckled, "You just translated it here when I saw it."
"I……"
"Anyway, go to bed early." Ling Lian gave a huff, sat up again and went to sleep on her bed, "I said that reading at night is bad for your eyes, but if you don't listen, the degree will get worse by then Don't blame me for not reminding you. You have so much time the next day, you can translate during the day."
"I have to do farm work and clean up during the day." Zhao Jianguo looked at Ling Lian with innocent eyes.
"Those things don't take up much of your time."
"No." Zhao Jianguo shook his head, "Translating books is not copying books. When translating, we must take into account the meaning of the whole book, recall and take into account the plot of the previous chapter, and what vocabulary to use in the next one will make it easier to read and not be beaten. I have to find a quiet time to translate when no one is disturbing me, because there will always be trivia interrupting my train of thought during the day, and the translation is prone to mistakes, so I can only translate at night.”
(End of this chapter)