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Chapter 34: The Teaching of Literature(2/2)

Since you have taught students, of course you have to leave homework. This is also your responsibility to the students.

"What? There's still homework?"

Yang Ying slapped the table and stood up with raised eyebrows.

Zhang Yu glanced at her and said quietly: "Sit down."

Yang Ying's face suddenly turned red, her eyes widened, she clenched her fists, groaned twice, and then... she sat down.

Several attendants stood outside, but they looked ahead and pretended not to hear.

Zhang Yudao: "The class is over, it's not your fault. Remember the rules and don't break them again next time." After saying that, he unfolded his sleeves, stood up, and walked out.

He had just walked out of the school, but he heard urgent footsteps chasing after him, as well as the sound of gasping, so he stopped and looked back and said, "An Chu'er, what's the matter?"

An Chuer ran up to him, bowed solemnly to him first, then handed him an umbrella in his hand, and said gratefully: "Sir, do you still remember that you lent the student an umbrella that day?

I want to find an opportunity to return it to sir."

Zhang Yu glanced at the umbrella and said, "It hasn't rained these days, so why don't you always keep the umbrella with you?"

An Chuer nodded seriously and said: "Yes, the student doesn't know where the husband lives, so he just thought that if he met him one day, he could return the umbrella."

Zhang Yu took the umbrella over and said, "I just noticed that you are the most attentive student in the school.

An Chuer felt happy when she was praised and said seriously: "Sir, I will continue to work hard."

"Well, that's good. Remember to do your homework."

After Zhang Yu said these words, he walked along the ramp to the bottom of the platform.

At this time, in the hall separated by a wall from the school, a handsome young man walked out. He looked at Zhang Yuyuan's retreating figure, smiled slightly, and walked off the platform from another direction.

He arrived at a secluded house in the southwest of the academy. After greeting the assistant in front of the door, he walked without any hindrance into a garden full of fragrant fragrance.

Qiu Xueling was watering the flowers here at the moment. When he heard his footsteps approaching, he asked without looking back, "How are you doing?"

The young man stood behind him, clasped his hands together, and said, "Teacher, this assistant teacher Zhang is very good at teaching. While speaking the language, he also analyzes the cultural sources behind it thoroughly, making it easy to understand."

Qiu Xueling said: "Very good."

The young man asked at this time: "Teacher, do you need the students to repeat what they said today?"

Qiu Xueling waved his hand and said: "It's not necessary. My original plan was to get the language of the Hard Claw tribe from him, and then communicate with that tribe first, so that we can leave him alone. But since

Now that he has the upper hand, everyone knows that this language was taught from him, so there is no point in continuing. You just need to listen carefully and try to replace it when you have formal communication with the Hardclaw tribe.

good.

The young man smiled and said: "Yes, teacher, the students will work hard."

……
Chapter completed!
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