Zhang Weimo has 12 classes a week and leads two classes. One is first in grade and the other is last in grade. However, she treats both classes equally.

As soon as she entered the campus, some classmates greeted her.

"Hello, Teacher Zhang."

The child's face was filled with a childish smile.

The girl in her early twenties also smiled back. In fact, she liked children very much, which was one of the reasons why she chose to be a teacher.

Zhang Weimo's office is on the second floor of Teaching Building B. There are some green plants on Zhang Weimo's desk, and there are a lot of exercise books and homework books. She will habitually do this every time she enters the office for five minutes.

Please tidy up your desktop. After all, you still need to have a good demeanor as a teacher in front of students.

Teachers in the office often compare themselves secretly. For example, sitting opposite her is an English teacher from Class 7 of the same grade. Her name is Yang Yining. She comes from a scholarly family and she is also very pretty. She wears different outfits every day.

That is to say, people talk about English teachers who have endless new clothes to wear, but not all English teachers have endless new clothes, such as Zhang Weimo.

Sitting on the right side of Zhang Weimo is Li Ke, the head teacher of Class 6, which is the last class. He is a young man who teaches mathematics who graduated two years earlier than her. He wears large-framed glasses and has a refreshing hairstyle.

He has a short head and looks pretty good.

Sitting on the left side of Zhang Weimo is an older male Chinese teacher. He doesn't have much communication with them at ordinary times. Maybe there is an age gap because he doesn't teach the same class.

There are still two vacant seats in the office, probably reserved for unknown interns.

Zhang Weimo walks into the office quietly every time she goes to work, trying not to make any noise, and rarely expresses opinions in the office. She also follows the trend in the occasional teacher activities organized. On this campus, she probably only

Children are considered best friends, and it is rare to see a naughty character like hers.

When the school bell rang, she walked into Class 3 classroom with her head held high. Almost all the students consciously read aloud the words taught last week. Zhang Weimo walked up to the podium with a pleased smile.

"G, everyooday, we have a di! Are you ready?"

Zhang Weimo spoke in fluent English.

There was a cry as soon as the words left their mouth. This sentence often appeared in morning self-study, and they knew they had to take dictation.

Although Zhang Weimo has just been an intern, he has strict standards for students' learning. The words taught on the first day need to be able to read, the words taught on the second day need to be spelled and memorized, and they need to be dictated about 1-2 times a week, so the children

I love and hate her.

"First of all, if you get 100 in dictation three times in a row, you can be exempted from one copying assignment!"

She always uses this to stimulate students' desire to win.

The watermelons in a field are of different sizes. Of course, there are excellent students and poor students in a class.

"Okay, classmates, take out your dictation books and let's start dictation."

"No.1 sleeping, N...Okay, after you finish writing, each group leader will collect the dictation book and give it to me."

After finishing the dictation, the students started to review their old knowledge after some discussion. The morning self-study went by very quickly, and the bell rang. There were still two 45 minutes and two 10 minutes left before Zhang Weimo’s English class. She

Use this time to read the piles of homework books and exercise books, and the time will pass quickly.

Each of her classes is very interesting, and she uses different methods to introduce lessons. She also tries her best to play games with the students in class. The children also like her very much. Her life has been filled with a lot of fun because of these children.

One day later, she rode her little electric donkey back home, cooked some noodles, and after eating, she took out her phone to check Weibo, then posted a few photos recording her life today, and wrote a speech about her love for life.

She likes to share everything about herself on Weibo, about life, thoughts, and the distance. She rarely lets others discover this place, and never lets her friends in real life interact with her. It is like a tree hole.

Fill her emotions and give her the energy to face a new day in her life.

She met a person named "Wu Ming" more than half a year ago, with 0 followers and a few zombie fans. There are no photos in his Weibo, only three happy things about him that are constantly updated every day. His profile picture is

From a perspective that I can’t understand, the only information in the basic information is male Gemini.

This person named Wuming attracted Zhang Weimo inexplicably. She clicked into this person's Weibo every day, as if it had become a part of her healing life. In this way, Wuming became her number one frequent visitor.

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"How are you today? Very strange but novel."
Chapter completed!