I Am Just a Support Teacher

Yang Xin thought about it in the office.

Which of your students should give the halo relay props a try?

After thinking for a long time, he thought of a student in his class-Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi, 16 years old, has a talent of 93 in education, and belongs to the genius of education.

Although he is only sixteen years old, his grades in the class are among the best, and he is almost finishing his undergraduate knowledge.

If he is asked to take the college entrance examination, it will not be a problem for him to take the test of more than 740 points.

If there are preferential points, the full score of the top pick in the college entrance examination is definitely not a problem.

"Teacher, you are looking for me."

Soon, 16-year-old Zhou Yi came to Yang Xin.

"Zhou Yi, you are about to finish your undergraduate knowledge, right?" Yang Xinchao asked Zhou Yi.

"Yes, teacher, I can take the college entrance examination next year." Zhou Yi respectfully said to Yang Xin.

"Teacher has an idea." Yang Xin looked at Zhou Yi and said, "The teacher wants you to work directly..."

"I listen to the teacher." Zhou Yi nodded without hesitation.

"You have no opinion?" Yang Xin asked in surprise.

"No, in my opinion, going to university only allows me to get an extra diploma. It is better to be able to work directly. I believe that the teacher will not treat me badly." Zhou Yichao Yang Xin said.

Yang Xin was very moved when she heard Zhou Yi's words. She said to Zhou Yi: "You have almost finished your undergraduate knowledge. Don't worry about the diploma. After the teacher's normal university is completed, you will be granted a diploma."

"This time the teacher has a task for you, and that is to let you teach in county high schools in some poverty-stricken areas. I hope you can train more outstanding talents for the country."

Yang Xin said, "Of course, you are my student, and I will not treat you badly."

"Then, teacher, can I choose to go back to my hometown to teach?" Zhou Yichao asked Yang Xin.

"Of course no problem." Yang Xin nodded.

Zhou Yi’s hometown, Linhe County in Gansu Province, is a relatively poor area, and education resources are relatively scarce.

The reason why Yang Xin asked Zhou Yi to go to poverty-stricken areas instead of his Yang Normal School was because he hoped that his students could bring hope of class upgrading to more students in poverty-stricken areas.

If he wants to earn points, he directly arranges his students to lead classes at Dazhou Experimental Middle School, or to lead classes at Laozhai Village Middle School, he will definitely be able to earn points lying down.

For example, Laozhai Village Middle School scored more than 650 points in the college entrance examination last year.

According to the average score of 650, his students only need to bring out a class, according to a class of 50 students, a student earns 100 points, as long as he brings out a high school graduate, his students can help him earn 5000 The above points.

But of course he would not do this, because the students of Laozhai Village Middle School, even without him, can take so many exams.

But sending his students to impoverished areas can change the fate of more people.

As for his students, he will not treat him badly. Needless to say, in terms of money, he will definitely fight for his students in terms of honors and titles.

Zhou Yi was just the first student Yang Xin looked for, and then Yang Xin interviewed several more students.

These students are all students in Teacher Yang's education class, and they expressed their willingness to follow Yang Xin's arrangements.

And in the end, they all chose to go back to their hometown to teach.

Since his students choose to go home to teach, Yang Xin naturally has to arrange everything for them.

Soon, Yang Xin personally contacted the education department of his student's area.

For example, soon, the director of the Linhe County Education Bureau received a call from the leader of the higher-level department.

"Ms. Yang's students are coming to our county to teach? Really? That's great."

Luo Xingchao, director of the Linhe County Education Bureau, was very excited when he heard that it was Yang Xinyang's student who was coming to the county high school to teach.

It doesn’t matter who Mr. Yang’s students are. The important thing is that he is Mr. Yang’s student. If you can rely on Mr. Yang’s students to establish a relationship with Mr. Yang and let Mr. Yang help a middle school or something, then...

I didn’t even dare to think about it before...

"Ms. Yang's student is a student in your county. As the leader of the county education department, you have to help arrange it." Chao Lin and the county education bureau director Luo Xingchao solemnly said.

"Leaders rest assured, I must have arranged Teacher Yang's students properly, and I will treat this as a political task." Luo Xingchao quickly promised.

On the third day after receiving the call from the superior, Luo Xingchao met Teacher Yang's student, a teenager named Zhou Yi.

When Luo Xingchao saw Zhou Yi at the bus station and determined that Zhou Yi was Teacher Yang's student, he was a little lost.

Teacher Yang’s students are just so big? Looks like a junior high school student, can teach high school like this?

But soon, Luo Xingchao thought of Teacher Yang's fame, and also of the talented students in Yang's class, such as Liu Zichen, who was 9 years old for the college entrance examination, became a graduate student at the age of 10, and graduated with a Ph.

Teacher Yang's students can't judge their abilities by age at all.

Although the boy in front of him is only 16 years old, who can tell that he cannot teach high school students?

"Director Luo, I'm sorry to trouble you to come to meet him." Zhou Yi smiled and said thankfully towards Luo Xingchao and the people around him.

"Yes, you are a student of Teacher Yang, and you are returning to your hometown to support education in your hometown. Of course, the leader of the education department of my county has to help you arrange things properly."

"Your name is Zhou Yi, then I will call you Teacher Zhou directly. Teacher Zhou, when you come back this time, do you want to go home first, or..."

"Director Luo, can you please send me directly to the school, and I will go home for two days after I have completed the formalities." Zhou Yichao Luo Xingchao said.

"Well, I will take you directly to Linhe Yizhong."

Soon, the group came to Linhe No. 1 Middle School.

At this time, someone had already notified the school leaders of Linhe No. 1 Middle School, so when the car drove to the gate of the school, a group of people were already waiting.

"Welcome Director Luo to inspect and welcome Teacher Zhou to join our Linhe No. 1 Middle School." The principal of Linhe No. 1 Middle School said with a warm welcome.

Although he was a little lost when he saw Zhou Yi, he quickly covered up the past.

Teacher Yang’s students cannot look at their age at all.

Just yesterday, he had been informed that Zhou Yi would come to teach in their school.

The above also informed him that he was only 16 years old, so now that he sees a real person, he doesn't care too much.

"Ms. Zhou, let me take you to help with the formalities."

Under the leadership of the principal ~www.ltnovel.com~, all the formalities for Zhou Yi's entry into the No. 1 Middle School were completed.

"Ms. Zhou, since you are a student of Teacher Yang, then we are going to give you some burden. How about you directly take a class as the head teacher?" Min Wenxue, the principal of Linhe No.

Hearing Min Wenxue's words, Zhou Yi thought for a while and said, "Isn't that good? I came halfway. The head teachers of every class in high school should have counted..."

"Teacher Zhou, you can rest assured that we are going to select a few students from each class of the first grade to make a class for you." Min Wenxue said.

Although Linhe County is not large, as the only high school in the county, Linhe No. 1 Middle School has more than 3,000 students.

There are more than 1,000 students in the first year of high school, and there are more than 20 classes in total. Even if two students are drawn from each class, they can make up a class of forty or fifty people.

Hearing Min Wenxue's words, Zhou Yi thought for a while, and then said to him: "Principal Min, if this is the case, I hope that the students you draw from other classes are the ones with the worst grades."