Soon, Liu Chen wrote the key points on the blackboard.

Everyone stared at the blackboard. Many teachers were dumbfounded. There were constant praises from below. Teacher Liu’s handwriting was so beautiful.

Many teachers below kept saying, "Oh my god, Teacher Liu's handwriting is strong and strong, making people feel as smooth as flowing water, and every word is upright, fresh and elegant, like a handsome young man."

Anyone who reads it will feel comfortable and pleasing to the eye. The words are just like the words written by the person."

"Yes, his handwriting is beautiful, powerful, clear yet elegant, calm and pleasing to the eye."

Liu Chen really didn't expect that all the teachers below him would praise him for his casual chalk writing.

Many teachers said they liked it after reading it, and they were full of praise.

In fact, Liu Chen's handwriting is really good. Mainly when he was in school, his mother Hu Xiurong enrolled him in a calligraphy class, and he has practiced calligraphy for several years. Besides, he really likes calligraphy. In his previous life, after get off work, , when I had nothing to do, I would practice with pens and calligraphy brushes for hours. After coming here, I have never practiced again.

In the past, Teacher Zhao had the best handwriting in the whole office. Every time there was a blackboard report and when writing was needed, it was Teacher Zhao who did it. In the school, Teacher Zhao was recognized as the one with good calligraphy.

There is really no one who can compare with him. No, there is actually a boy who can surpass him in words.

Teacher Zhao below felt very uncomfortable. He had always been held in the palm of everyone's hands, and this sudden praise was placed on him. After his good "aura" was taken away by others, he felt very uncomfortable, but he looked at Liu Chen's chalk

The handwriting is indeed better looking than mine, but I can't help it.

Liu Chen continued, "Teaching is a job that requires strong expressiveness. Especially for teachers in educational institutions, students will not be willing to learn from you without classroom expressiveness. How to improve classroom expressiveness? Improve teaching performance

What are the eight magic weapons of strength? The first magic weapon: everything

All can be hacked to attract attention. The second magic weapon is to design classroom games. The third magic weapon is group PK. The fourth magic weapon is to tell stories. The fifth magic weapon is to have a loud and emotional voice. The sixth magic weapon is humor.

.The seventh magic weapon: exaggerate the movements. The eighth magic weapon: keep smiling.”

Liu Chen extended each magic weapon one by one. When he talked about life in a lively and funny way, he was laughing loudly. Liu Chen thought to himself, it turns out that the teacher is also very humorous in class, and he can't help but laugh.

ah.

Before I knew it, Liu Chen had been talking all morning. Liu Chen's mouth was parched as he talked. Fortunately, he brought the teapot over, otherwise he would have been really thirsty.

Liu Chen thought to himself, it’s not easy to be a teacher. I’ve been talking about it all morning and my throat is almost smoking. No wonder many teachers don’t have good voices. I only face a few teachers. Other teachers are like

After a whole day, and facing so many naughty children, is this not tiring?

Liu Chen looked at the watch on his wrist. Time flew by so fast. In the blink of an eye, it was already eleven o'clock at noon.

Liu Chen clapped his hands and said with a smile: "That's it for the morning. Let's continue in the afternoon."

Liu Chen was about to leave. At this time, Teacher Zhao walked up to Liu Chen and said, "Teacher Liu, your handwriting is really good. You are running script. Can you write regular script?"

What Teacher Zhao writes best is his own regular script. In school, he is ranked first, and no one dares to say second.

"It's not bad, I know a little bit."

When Teacher Zhao heard Liu Chen say that he was good at writing, it was probably because he was not very good at writing and he said that on purpose.

"Teacher Zhao, get out of class is over. I'll write again in the afternoon. I'm a little hungry now. I have to go to eat. You go to eat too."

As soon as Liu Chen finished speaking, Teacher Zhao said angrily: "I'm hungry now, and I don't even have the spirit to work hard. It's only what time, so what if I eat later?"

Liu Chen really doesn't want to write anymore. Mainly because he didn't eat much in the morning. He got up early and has no appetite. Now his stomach is growling. It's better to eat first. As the saying goes, "People are like iron rice or steel."

If you don’t eat one meal, you will feel hungry.”

"Write it for me. I want to see how you write it in regular script."

Liu Chen was also speechless. Why is this Teacher Zhao so annoying? He wants to go to dinner but he is not allowed to go. What should he write? It is better to fill his stomach.

"Writing in the afternoon, I went to eat. The canteen of the health center today steamed multi-grain rice and stir-fried cabbage with tofu. I have to eat it, otherwise the rice will be cold."

After Liu Chen finished speaking, he opened the door and left.

Teacher Zhao felt uncomfortable not only because Liu Chen didn't write regular script, but also because he heard that the food in the health center was great, including tofu, which he hadn't eaten in a long time, and cereals.

Rice, my God, I haven’t eaten it in a long time.

Teachers usually bring some cereals to steam for school. Teacher Zhao also brought them, but not a lot, barely enough to eat. There was no other way. He had an 80-year-old mother who was sick all the time and had five children.

My own salary is only this small, and my daughter-in-law can't make much money even if she works, so her life is still tight.

This school doesn’t care about food. How great would it be if the school also cares about food?

He really envies Liu Chen's job now, doesn't he at least have food to eat?

"Let's go, Teacher Zhao, let's go have dinner."

"Let's go and eat."

At this time, I saw Teacher Zhao very close to Kang Lei, as if he had something to say, but he swallowed it again.

Kang Lei couldn't tell that Teacher Zhao was worried. He knew that. In fact, Teacher Zhao was more serious and demanding, but other things were fine.

"Teacher Zhao, if you have any questions, just tell me. If I can help, I will try my best to help."

At this time, Teacher Zhao stopped, looked at Kang Lei, and spoke his mind with all his heart.

Some time ago, Teacher Zhao's mother fell ill and went to the county hospital with her. This cost a lot of money. The family was really running out of money. They borrowed everything they could from relatives and neighbors. The more times they borrowed it, the more they borrowed it.

Many people don’t want to borrow money anymore. After all, in this era, everyone is in trouble, so who has the heart to care about you?

Kang Lei's expression at this time was also very unnatural. He had not received his main salary yet, his family's situation was also very special, and he had little money.

Seeing Kang Lei's expression of embarrassment, Teacher Zhao lowered his head and said, "It's okay, Teacher Kang. If you don't have money, forget it. I'll think of other ways."

There is nothing you can do, you are a mud Buddha crossing the river, who is still capable of helping you?

"Oh, I remembered it. I borrowed it from someone else for you."

Teacher Zhao stared at Kang Lei. He would not have borrowed money from Kang Lei unless he had no choice. He also knew about his family's situation. Who could be better than the other?

"Can you borrow money?"

"Yes, definitely, we can borrow money from Teacher Liu and Liu Chen."

"What? Teacher Liu? It's impossible. Judging from his youth, he is probably just a junior in the health center, and his salary is not much higher than ours, right? Let's forget it."

Kang Lei shook his head with a smile and said: "You don't know, Liu Chen is rich? Two or three yuan is really nothing in his eyes. His salary is forty yuan a month, and

There are so many subsidies.”

"What? Forty yuan a month? Is this fake?"

Teacher Zhao was shocked. Oh my god, forty a month is hundreds of dollars a year. This is enough for a member to work for many years. My family only earns a few dozen yuan from working for a whole year.

Money, Liu Chen only earns 40 yuan a month, which is too high.

Teacher Zhao stood looking at Kang Lei with his eyes wide open, a little unbelievable.

The secretary of this commune only earns more than 40 points a month. Why is the salary of a small doctor in this health center so high?

"Little doctor, he is not a little doctor. He is now the director of the health center. Didn't I tell you, his medical skills are very good. Oh, by the way, you can also let Liu Chen take a look at your mother's illness.

Maybe it can be cured."

Kang Lei told him that some time ago Liu Chen cured Teacher Wang's grandfather's leg pain. Not only that, he also cured all the illnesses of the sick elderly people in Teacher Wang's team.

After Kang Lei finished speaking, Teacher Zhao was really impressed by Liu Chen. The young man was very capable.

Soon, everyone had finished their meal, and after resting for a while, Liu Chen came here again.

Liu Chen had nothing in his hands, so he was just thinking and talking, talking about where it came from.

Liu Chen also talked about a lot of knowledge points next time, and the teachers also remembered a lot of knowledge points.

After all, primary school teachers in this era are not very well-educated, and there are really not many college students. Anyway, there are really no teachers at Lianqiao Commune Primary School.

Liu Chen talked eloquently, and there was another burst of writing. He listened more seriously this afternoon than in the morning. There was no way, Liu Chen's ability should not be underestimated, and everyone had seen it now.

At this time, those teachers who looked down on Liu Chen no longer dared to say anything. They were asked to explain what Liu Chen said. They actually said it, and they were not able to explain it at that level.

"Oh, Teacher Zhao asked me to write regular script this morning, so I'll write a song."

Liu Chen picked up the chalk and started writing on the blackboard. I saw that Liu Chen wrote in regular script, with a strong posture, strong bones and a strong body, which was extraordinary and refined.

After Liu Chen finished writing, he saw the following boiling again: "Oh my god, Teacher Liu's regular script is so beautiful. The vertical and horizontal characters are like the beams of a house. They should be straight and straight, not tilted."

"Isn't it? With one stroke, it looks like an unbridled horse soaring into the sky and away from the dust; it is also like a dragon flying in the sky, moving around, coming from nothingness, and returning to the void again. This is almost crazy and primitive."

Everyone below was so full of praise that Liu Chen felt a little embarrassed. Fortunately, he was thick-skinned, otherwise he would have been really embarrassed.
Chapter completed!