The course schedule is clearly written, the last class in the afternoon ends at 6 o'clock, and the evening tutoring classes start at 7:30, both junior and senior classes.

It's six-thirty now, who else will stay at school? Yao Yi turned to look at the front door of the classroom and saw a boy wearing a school uniform carrying a schoolbag. After bent down to pick up the English book that fell to the ground, the boy immediately took a step back, but Yao Yi still captured the panic and ashamed expression on his face.

Yao Yi felt a little familiar, so she walked off the podium curiously.

When I left the classroom, I saw the boy standing by the door, pressing the English book of one yuan and three yuan on the wall with his left hand, and holding a ballpoint pen of 50 cents per piece in his right hand, recording the words Yao Yi wrote on the blackboard.

After taking notes, the boy put down the paper and pen, turned around and lowered his head to Yao Yi, and whispered like a mosquito: "Teacher, I'm just standing outside and listening, okay?"

Seeing the boy's face again, Yao Yi finally remembered that this was the boy she saw in the corner of the corridor following Yu Yongmei into the classroom.

At that time, Yao Yi thought that he was a naughty student who often skipped classes, so Yu Yongmei ignored it, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"Why should I stand outside and listen?" Yao Yi pointed to the security door, "If you want to hear, you can sit in the classroom and listen. Isn't the classroom door open for students?"

The boy raised his head, lowered his head quickly, and said embarrassedly: "I didn't pay the tutoring fee."

I see.

Looking at the school uniform that was washed until faded and patched on him, the worn cartoon school bag behind him, the cheap English book and ballpoint pen in his hand, all of them showed a fact: his family conditions were not very good.

Therefore, he did not enter the classroom during class because he did not pay the tutoring fee and was not allowed to enter the classroom.

Since the beginning of the industrialization of education, the doors of classrooms are no longer open to students but to money. This is a sad and helpless fact.

But the little boy in front of him was unwilling to give up. Maybe he believed that knowledge changed his destiny, or maybe he really loved learning. Even if he couldn't pay the tutoring fee and was turned away, he still stood by the door with strange eyes and eavesdropped.

No wonder, no wonder he ran to the third floor when Yao Yi waved to him in the afternoon. Maybe that was the only way he could think of to keep a little bit of self-esteem.

Thinking of what Yu Yongmei said, "Principal Li said he didn't care about him", Yao Yi was speechless.

Principal Li’s approach is not wrong, at least he did not drive away students who did not pay.

The reason is a bit cold-blooded, but the fact is that Shangyang English is a commercial institution that exchanges teaching for tuition, rather than a charity that gives unconditional charity.

It is not difficult to put an extra table and chair in the classroom, but Principal Li cannot let a student who has not paid the tutoring fee sit in the classroom like other students, because this is unfair to paying customers, which will arouse parents' disgust and resistance, and will make business more difficult.

After all, not everyone has compassion, not everyone is willing to see the weak enjoy the same treatment as themselves without paying a price, even if they know that the weak do not have the ability to pay.

"It's okay, go in and sit if you want to hear it." Yao Yi sighed, and saw the boy not moving, and said again, "It's not class time now. I stayed in the classroom after school to talk about something I'm willing to say. It has nothing to do with Teacher Yu, Principal Li and others. Listen to me to share some experience in learning English, and there is no need to pay. Do you understand? If you understand, go in and find a seat to sit."

After his eyes touched the notes on the English book, the boy no longer hesitated, sincerely thanked him, and followed Yao Yi into the classroom.

Seeing the boy enter the door, Xigua waved at him: "Hello~~~"

"You know each other?" Yao Yi asked.

"Liang Fulin used to make up for the lessons with me." Xigua Tou patted the table on his right hand, "He used to sit here."

Yao Yi knew that the child valued self-esteem very much and did not want to talk about it anymore, so he quickly changed the subject: "His name is Liang Fulin? Haven't you asked what your name is yet?"

"Teacher, my name is Song Ci. I am not Song Ci in "The Great Song Dynasty Critics", but Song Ci in Tang poetry and Song Ci." Xigua put away her tears and burst into tears to laugh, "Where are you, teacher?"

Tsk, "The Great Song Dynasty Criminal Officer", a classic mystery and suspense drama starring He Bing, Guo Da, Luo Haiqiong and other powerful players, once surpassed "News Broadcast". Yao Yi was a must-see in every episode, but now she can't remember the plot. If Xigua Tou hadn't mentioned it, she wouldn't have remembered such a classic work.

When I have time, I have to read "The Great Song Dynasty Criminal Officer" again. Yao Yi secretly wrote down this matter, nodded to Liang Fulin and Song Ci, "My surname is Yao, Yao Xu, uh, Yao Ming's Yao. Okay, let's continue. The er we just mentioned is called the word suffix. What is the word suffix? This noun may be a bit awkward to you, but it will be easy to understand just by saying it in another way."

After saying that, Yao Yi picked up the chalk and wrote a line of Chinese characters on the blackboard: typing, picking, hanging, looking, pushing, throwing, lifting, dragging, sweeping, lifting, picking, folding, copying...

Song Ci seemed to have some understanding, and the boy named Liang Fulin showed a puzzled look, not understanding why the English teacher wrote so many Chinese characters on the blackboard.

"What did you see?" Yao Yi pointed to the blackboard, saw Song Ci raise his right hand, and smiled, "Don't raise your hand, just say it."

"These words are all next to the handle." Song lyrics are much more active than before. "Teacher Yao, are you trying to say that the suffix of words is like radicals of Chinese characters, right?"

"That's right." Yao Qi gave a thumbs up, "Chinese characters are composed of radicals, left and right radicals, upper and lower radicals. English words are composed of prefixes, roots and suffixes. The so-called prefix root suffixes are actually radicals. The difference is that the structure of English words is simpler."

"You see, how many structures are there in Chinese characters? Up and down, left and right, upper and middle and lower, left and right, single characters, combined characters, full-encirclement, semi-encirclement, interspersed, font shapes, eight types! And how many structures are there in English words? Right and left and right, single characters, gone."

"In contrast, do you think the structure of English words is particularly simple? This is not an illusion. If you don't believe it, think about it again. In addition to the eight basic strokes of Chinese characters, how many radicals are there? Can you count them clearly? And what about English words? It's much simpler. So, many foreigners learn Chinese and learn it in a difficult situation because Chinese is much more difficult than English."

"You can even learn Chinese with such a difficult time, how can you not learn English well?"

A bowl of old chicken soup was just right to pour it into the hearts of junior high school students in 2009. Liang Fulin and Song Ci heard the English teacher say such a "disrespectful" English view for the first time, but they thought that Teacher Yao's words made sense, and they immediately felt that fighting spirit was in their hearts and light lit up in their eyes.
Chapter completed!