Teacher Bao's diary: If the teacher only has to deal with the students, how happy he should be

In the morning, Teacher Bao went to a class, and the students said in unison: Teacher, you are wrong.

Looking at them with a serious face, Teacher Bao was a little embarrassed and quickly ran back to the office to read the class schedule.

As a result, make no mistake, it was the class of their class.

Remembering that the students had also played like this once before, Teacher Bao was a little annoyed. Coupled with the fact that the discipline of the class has been quite jumpy and loose recently, it is time to knock it out.

So Teacher Bao brewed a pot of tea, drank it while waiting, and planned to skip class once and deduct a hundred yuan.

After drinking two cups of tea, the class leader was late and invited Teacher Bao to go to class.

Hum, it's easy to give someone, it's hard to ask someone.

Teacher Bao took a sip of tea and began to talk nonsense.

Teacher Bao who went to class has gone, here is the teacher Bao who drinks tea, which one do you please?

Please drink tea with the bag teacher.

Teacher Bao, who drinks tea, only drinks tea and is a fake teacher; Teacher Bao who goes to class is the real teacher.

Then please take the lesson of the bag teacher.

Teacher Bao of class has left.

How did it go?

Gassed away.

The class leader reflected on it, quickly apologized, and said that he would educate the students in the class well.

If you have it, you can't go down the stairs, and you can't help but go to class.

Walking to the classroom, the guys smiled hippie: Teacher, you are late.

Well, the teacher of the class is gone again, and now it is the teacher of the bag with small emotions.

Teacher Bao cleared his throat and cut his hair slowly: It is not the first time that you have played like this, so Teacher Bao who came to class was angry and left, and standing in front of you was the fake teacher Bao who asked you to copy the textbook. I took out my textbook and copied the contents of the second box of the fourth lesson.

Some students muttered: We only listen to the real bag teacher.

So I'll go, and you'll go get a real bag teacher?

The student threw up his tongue and copied the book honestly.

Copied for five minutes, small punishment and big admonition, and then let them watch the extrajudicial fanatic Zhang San to ease the atmosphere. That's it.

I went to this class in the evening to study for myself, and I didn't expect the whole class to stand up and bow en masse: Teacher, we are wrong, the teacher is hard.

Teacher Bao's nose was a little sour, and he quickly stood on the podium and bowed, and all the previous fatigue and grievances were healed at this moment.

You see, that's how teachers are. In the morning, the students are angry and itchy, and in the evening, they can be melted by the students' warm little actions.

This has nothing to do with money, fame and fortune, and status, there is no deceit, intrigue and insincerity, only mutual understanding, tolerance and achievement between teachers and students.

That's how a good teacher-student relationship works. Students often make mistakes, but they are also grateful and understanding of their teachers. They choke the teacher enough, and they can warm and heal the teacher.

If the teacher only has to deal with the students, how happy it should be.

Pure education makes people yearn for infinity, when can education be more pure?

Written at the end: Teacher Bao is a fictional non-fixed image, which can be freely switched between male and female subjects and sections of various subjects, it can be any one of you and me, set so, look at the world.