"Is she OK?" Teacher Yang murmured from behind.

Other teachers were also very nervous. They had heard a little about Ning Yunxi's poor performance at the Normal College before.

Ning Yunxi followed Wang Jingmin into the classroom.

Wang Jingmin turned around and saw that she was calm and calm, her eyebrows couldn't help but raise: It was rare to see a teacher student with such confidence and confidence.

"What I want to give this lecture is Lin Hai. I should have sent you a notice before." Wang Jingmin said.

Although the lecturer and lecture room were temporarily changed, the teaching content did not change. The teaching questions were notified to the teacher students before. Ning Yunxi nodded: "I have done my homework."

"Okay, today we will work together to tell these children about Mr. Lao She's composition." Wang Jingmin turned to the podium.

Ning Yunxi immediately got busy below, put the textbooks and lesson plans on the podium, and then stood in the corner next to him, ready to call at any time.

Other teachers and teacher students who were listening to the class moved small stools and sat around and in the back row of the classroom. The small classroom would not be crowded with people.

Since it was a temporary notice, the students in Class 3 were also a little nervous when they saw so many teachers coming.

"Get up and salute the teacher."

"Hello teacher!"

The students stood up in unison, saluted Wang Jingmin, and sat down again. This means that the class began.

"Today, what we are going to talk about is the second lesson of the 11th volume of the primary school Chinese textbook, Lin Hai, the author Mr. Lao She. - I always thought that the strange peaks and strange rocks of the Great Xing'an Mountains were unattainable. This time I had the opportunity to see it, and walked into the primeval forest, stepped on the pine needles that were several feet thick, and touched the ancient trees with my hands, which confirmed that this pleasant name was so friendly and comfortable."

With Wang Jingmin's aloud reading, the students below and all the teachers who were listening to the lecture nervously turned the textbook to the page of "Linhai".

The sound of flipping through books fills the entire classroom.

Some students who were half a beat slower did not turn to the accurate pages for a while.

Ning Yunxi immediately stood up and walked back and forth between the two rows of seats in the classroom. He saw students on unknown pages walking over to help and guide.

When she walked to Meng Chenjun, she glanced at her and saw that the problematic boy turned over that page, she nodded in her heart and walked away.

Meng Chenjun turned to look at her back and thought: Teacher Ning has great powers, and as Teacher Ning said, I will talk about Lin Hai today.

"Okay, now, I want to ask a classmate to read this text aloud." Wang Jingmin glanced over and saw Meng Chenjun turning his head, and clicked, "You, this classmate."

Seeing that what was clicked was exactly what I was most worried about, Teacher Yang raised his throat.

Meng Chenjun turned around and saw Wang Jingmin looking at him, but he didn't look panicked at all. He stood up and held up the textbook with both hands. He knew that there was a pair of eyes behind him protecting him like an angel. It was Teacher Ning's eyes, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

"The word "Daxinganling" -"

The child read too hard. Although he said it a little last night, there must be some nervousness. So many people were watching. Ning Yunxi silently stared at his brother's back.

A little sweat broke out on Meng Chenjun's forehead, and he seemed to hear some laughter, including teachers and classmates.

Calm, calm down, Teacher Ning was watching him there.

What did Teacher Ning say? Teacher Ning said that this is a grand prose, with a grand sound, nothing wrong with a loud sound, but it is not enough to have a loud sound, and you also have emotions, like the announcer on the radio, with a broad, loud and emotional voice.

Think about it, why did Teacher Ning take him to read yesterday?

"There are indeed many ridges here, high, short, long, short, horizontal, and along, but none of them reminds people of the dangers of the clouds crossing the Qinling Mountains. How many ridges are—"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, including Wang Jingmin.

I heard Meng Chenjun's words, how many ridges suddenly became wide and the tone of the hot and widening really seemed to bring people over the Greater Xing'an Mountains. There were so many ridges from a high altitude, so spectacular and gorgeous.

Next, Meng Chenjun read it more and more easily, and he completely remembered every word Ning Yunxi had when he read this text to him.

When the child read two to the third paragraph, Wang Jingmin suddenly remembered that he wanted the child to only read one paragraph as a punishment for distracting from listening to the class just now. Unexpectedly, the child reads so well, making people unable to help but want to interrupt.

Meng Chenjun read the third paragraph and suddenly found that the classroom was too quiet. He couldn't help but ask: "Teacher, do I continue reading?"

"You read very well." Wang Jingmin couldn't help but smile, "Have you done your homework before?"

"yes."

"Who took you to read?"

Meng Chenjun secretly looked at Ning Yunxi.

Wang Jingmin seemed to have his own answer and said, "By the way, your sister has good grades in her studies, especially her Chinese grades, which are the homework she takes you to do."

Wang Jingmin's words reminded other teachers and students. Even if Meng Chenjun is not good at studying, his brothers and sisters are really strong people in studying.

"This child is the first in Chinese in the middle school entrance examination. His brother is even more amazing. He is the first in mathematics, physics and chemistry in the province." When Wang Jingmin said this, he did not ignore Meng Chenjun's little eyes secretly looking at Ning Yunxi. "Meng Chenjun, you will answer the first question later."

"Ah?" Meng Chenjun turned around suddenly, but continued to calm down, "Yes."

While Wang Jingmin was giving a lecture, Ning Yunxi came to the blackboard and helped him write on the blackboard and waited for the students to test the questions.

Pan Qi and Lin Youting, who were sitting in the back row, couldn't help but feel happy because they knew that Ning Yunxi's chalk calligraphy was the worst in the class in the Normal College, and was once called the ghost painting talisman by the teacher.

Wait, what did they see?

Some surprise calls began to spread in the classroom.

"It's very beautiful, like ancient steles and calligraphy."

To describe it as a stele and calligraphy, it is definitely the highest praise for chalk characters. Because chalk characters are hard-width characters, it is not easy to write on the chalk board on the hard-patterned blackboard. If it is well written, of course it looks as beautiful, elegant and graceful as the fonts of famous ancient calligraphers on the stele.

Wang Jingmin saw that all the students below were looking at the blackboard with bright eyes. He couldn't help but look back. It was very spectacular. He saw rows of regular script reflected on the blackboard, just like the forest in this class, as grand and free as the mountains and ridges.

Judging from the eyes of him, a senior teacher, it is rare for normal students who are so young and want to practice such temperament and chalk calligraphy. I don’t know if I can find one in a city.
Chapter completed!