Chapter 233 You are too accurate in judging people (two in one)
Night has completely fallen. The classroom is brightly lit and the ceiling fan above is humming, dispelling the sultry summer air.
On the podium, Teacher Liang took a piece of chalk and wrote the words "Welcome New Students" in large letters on the blackboard behind him.
Then, below these words, he wrote his own name [Liang Zhicheng].
Turning around, Teacher Liang looked at the audience with a smile on his face and said in a loud and powerful voice:
"Students, welcome to Xuanzhu No. 1 Middle School. After the baptism and selection of the high school entrance examination, your efforts have paid off. Here, on behalf of the school, I congratulate you on officially becoming a member of Xuanzhu No. 1 Middle School, Grade 1, Class 1!"
[Pa pa pa——]
Everyone in the class clapped in unison.
"Everyone already knows me when I reported in these two days, so I won't introduce myself any further."
"In the coming semester, I will be the head teacher of our class and will also be responsible for teaching mathematics to our class. I hope everyone can cooperate with my work and communicate with me if you have any problems in your study or life."
"Today, you are sitting here, and I am standing on the podium. I believe that our goals are the same, which is for everyone to achieve better results and be admitted to the university of their choice in the future."
"Summer vacation is over. I hope that all students can focus on their studies as soon as possible and devote themselves to the new stage of study in the best condition."
"Here, let me first explain to you the rules and regulations of our school, as well as some of my small requests to you..."
……
Time really flies.
Fang Wei sat in his seat, listening to Teacher Liang's speech on the stage, but his eyes were a little absent-minded.
The scene when I first entered junior high school three years ago seemed like it was just yesterday, and in the blink of an eye, I was sitting in this classroom as a high school student.
The head teacher on the podium was also replaced. Both Teacher Liang’s image and his teaching style were completely different from Wen Susu’s.
It's less fun and more serious; less tactful and more straightforward; less intimate and more strict; I no longer talk to them with care like I would to children, but treat them as adults, and every word and sentence is filled with the feeling of 'you are responsible for yourself'.
Perhaps Teacher Liang is the type of teacher that students most commonly recognize, but for a while, Fang Wei still felt quite uncomfortable.
"Hey, Fang Wei, what do you think of Teacher Liang?"
Zhao Yueting at the side asked him in a low voice. While asking Fang Wei, she also stared at Liang Zhicheng on the stage with her "scrutinizing" eyes.
Fang Wei knew very well that she was asking for his judgment, and then she would compare it with her own judgment.
There is nothing much to say about Teacher Liang's appearance. He is not tall, about meters, in his forties, wears high-powered glasses, has a thin figure, and wears a plaid shirt, giving people a very capable feeling.
"What do you think?"
"Let me listen to you first."
Fang Wei smiled, looked at Teacher Liang on the stage, and whispered his opinion:
"Looking at his face, his features are strong and his eyes are sharp. He habitually looks around at everyone, which is a very active observation behavior, indicating that he has a strong sense of control. And his facial expressions rarely change drastically, which reflects his high emotional stability. A serious expression is his normal state, which can create a serious atmosphere in the class and make students dare not challenge the rules easily."
"Looking at his movements, he stood straight when he spoke, and every movement was concise and precise, without any unnecessary gestures. This shows that he is rigorous in his thinking and will not waste energy on meaningless actions."
"Look at his outfit. I've seen him these past two days and he always wears the same outfit: a plaid shirt, casual pants, and leather shoes. His hair is also a crew cut, which is easy to maintain. This shows that he pursues simplicity and efficiency. He is probably a pragmatist. But even if he wears the same outfit, his leather shoes are always clean, his shirt is buttoned tightly, and there is not a single wrinkle. This shows that he has extremely high self-management and requirements."
"Listen to what he said again. In class management, he formulated detailed and numerous rules, from attendance to hygiene, from words and deeds to morality, each of which has clear standards and punishment measures. He will strictly enforce these rules. Everyone in his presence must abide by the rules and accept his strict supervision. This probably comes from his strong desire for order in his heart."
"If I were to sum up his words in one word, it would probably be 'rules'. Perhaps in his cognition or teaching strategy, rules are the key to ensuring the smooth operation of the class and the growth of students."
"Mr. Liang teaches mathematics. This relatively 'formulaic' teaching method has its pros and cons, but it is definitely the method that can best guarantee the teaching bottom line. If you want to please such a teacher, it is not enough to just get good grades. The most important thing is to abide by his order and rules and not try to be clever in front of him..."
After listening to Fang Wei's summary, Zhao Yueting was stunned.
Fang Wei was looking at Teacher Liang on the stage. She tilted her head to look at him with sparkling eyes, and for a moment she was somewhat impressed by him.
After a while, she lowered her voice and exclaimed, "You are amazing... You are so accurate, aren't you?"
“It’s all guesswork.”
"Being able to deduce these things is not something that ordinary people can do!"
Originally, Zhao Yueting wanted to show off her skills, but she was shocked by Fang Wei's performance. Compared with his observations, she suddenly couldn't express her judgment of Teacher Liang...
Compared to Teacher Liang, Fang Weicai at this moment attracted her interest greatly. What kind of experience and education could enable him, at the age of sixteen or seventeen, to have such meticulous observation and understanding of human nature?
"You, you didn't know Teacher Liang before, did you?"
"No."
"Then how can you deduce so much?"
Zhao Yueting couldn't understand why someone could tell what kind of person he was just by looking at him a few times. This ability was probably no less than her father's sharp eyesight.
"…Read more books, think from other people's perspectives, and observe more. That's all."
"Mystery books? Behavioral psychology? Micro-expression studies?"
“…I have flipped through them all.”
"..."
Zhao Yueting took a deep breath, and after a while, she uttered softly, "Great."
Fang Wei smiled and thought that he could just muddle through. In fact, no matter how many books he read, he would not be able to learn these things. Knowing people is much more difficult than knowing how to read. People have thousands of faces. Only when he has truly met many people and experienced many things, will he learn these things instinctively.
"What about you? What do you think?" Fang Wei asked her.
"Um...I...uh..."
Zhao Yueting hesitated, stared at Teacher Liang on the stage for a while, and then said, "Same as you."
To prevent Fang Wei from asking further questions, Zhao Yueting quickly changed the subject and asked him in a low voice: "Don't you like Teacher Liang?"
Fang Wei borrowed her catchphrase and said, "It's not very accurate to say that. After all, we haven't been together yet, so it's hard to say whether we like each other or not. What do you mean?"
"That's right. You didn't seem to react much to Teacher Liang. Or, you didn't seem to react much to the new students. You looked very calm, unlike the other students."
Zhao Yueting described that, generally speaking, it is normal to have no reaction to the new teacher, but as freshmen, when they first entered school, other students would more or less show some emotions such as happiness, confusion, curiosity, uneasiness, entanglement, etc., but Fang Wei was the only one who was very calm, and looked more like a repeater than a freshman.
“Because I know exactly what I want to do.”
"study?"
"Ah."
"Then everyone knows that their task is to study, so why is your performance different?"
“Because in fact many people don’t know why they study, they just know they have to study.”
"..."
Zhao Yueting pondered over these words for a long time before she finally understood why Fang Wei was different from others.
"You are really special."
"I'm nothing special."
"Really. I think you're really special."
"Well, I'm special."
"Why don't you refute me?"
“Anything that you add the three words ‘I think’ to is right. Nothing is more correct than subjective consciousness.”
"........."
Zhao Yueting wanted to hit him after hearing this. It was the first time in her life that she felt suppressed everywhere when communicating with others. She was obviously a very capable person, but in the eyes of her peers, she seemed to be controlled like a child.
I didn't want to talk to him, but I couldn't help talking to him.
Zhao Yueting elbowed him and asked curiously, "What was your former class teacher like?"
"Great."
"Can you describe it?"
"It's the distant place in dreams."
Fang Wei didn't know how to describe Wen Susu. If he really had to describe her, it would be a long speech. If he could condense it, it would just be these few words.
"The distant place in my dream..."
"Well, there's no more accurate description than that."
Zhao Yueting frowned and thought, and for a moment she couldn't figure out what this feeling was. She studied at Qingxi Middle School. The conditions in the county town were worse than those in Xuanzhu City, but much better than Baitan Town. Whether it was living, transportation or educational resources, they were actually better than Baitan.
"Is it the teacher you went on stage to request a song to wish her a happy birthday on the day of the concert?"
"Well, do you remember?"
"I'm very good at recognizing people. I remember them after I've met them once."
Zhao Yueting recalled: "I remember the camera was on her, and there were two other girls, one who competed with you in the track and field trials, and one who participated in the Mathematical Olympiad preliminary round with you."
"...It seems that if you see the criminal's face, he will not be able to escape no matter where he goes."
"You just said that Mr. Liang's teaching method is 'formulaic' and the core is rules. What was the teaching method of your previous teacher like?"
Fang Wei thought for a moment and said, "Love and responsibility."
"Love and responsibility..."
Zhao Yueting nodded, thinking back on her school years, she seemed to have never met a teacher who fully fit these two words.
I couldn't help but feel a little envious.
"It seems that she is really well."
……
Teacher Liang, who was sitting on the podium, had no idea that he was being used as a target and being analyzed.
Fang Wei guessed correctly, order and rules are the most fundamental things in his teaching principles. This may not enable him to achieve outstanding teaching results, but it is the best way to ensure the lower limit of teaching.
You can't say that what he did is wrong. In fact, after so many years of teaching, this is the only set of methods that is most applicable to most students.
Especially in No. 1 Middle School, where everything is determined by grades, students are under a lot of pressure, and teachers are also under a lot of pressure.
Even though it is only the first year of high school, the daily management and requirements are completely different from those of junior high school. Junior high school may have to spend more time on the adolescent growth and care of students, but in high school, there is only one goal: the admission rate.
After Teacher Liang finished explaining the detailed and numerous rules and requirements for class management, it was like a warning to others. Many students in the class felt the pressure and remained silent.
"I never favor any student. I treat everyone equally, whether they are top students with excellent grades or naughty students with learning difficulties. I hope everyone can understand what their goal is and what they want to achieve when they sit here. I hope that in the future study life, we can cooperate with each other and strive to get better results."
[Pa pa pa…]
The applause was not as enthusiastic as at the beginning, but everyone still clapped in cooperation. Faced with this intimidating head teacher without getting angry, no one wanted to be the first chicken to be killed to scare the monkeys.
Zhao Yueting also sighed: "I feel a lot of pressure..."
Fang Wei smiled and said, "It's a good thing to have clear rules. That's not the law. You may not know what you should do, but you know what you shouldn't do, and that's enough."
"Now that you mention it, it seems so..."
This is actually the so-called "learning environment". The learning environment of No. 1 Middle School is different from that of No. 3 Middle School, and the learning environment of ordinary classes is different from that of key classes. It seems a bit high-pressure, but it is better than a messy class atmosphere.
……
"Today's evening self-study is mainly for our entrance training. Starting tomorrow, we will officially start classes."
"While we have some time now, let's change our seats."
Teacher Liang took out the seating chart that had already been arranged and simply copied it on the blackboard so that everyone could see it.
We have just started school, so you can sit anywhere you want.
The students in the class came from different schools, about half of them had studied in the city, and the other half were from other counties like Fang Wei. Some students who knew each other would sit with their familiar classmates, and if there was no one familiar, they would sit with their roommates.
Fang Wei had no familiar classmates or roommates, so he didn't care where he sat.
He is now sitting at the end of the second group. His deskmate is Zhao Yueting, who came up to him on her own. They will probably be separated after they change seats.
"By the way, is there anyone from Baitan Middle School in our class? Except you." Zhao Yueting said strictly.
"No."
Fang Wei said, and then asked her: "How many of you are from Qingxi Middle School?"
"There are six including me, but they were all in a different class from me before."
Zhao Yueting pointed and said, "They are my roommates."
"So you didn't sit with your roommate at first?"
"You came too late and there's no room left."
Zhao Yueting looked at Fang Wei and smiled: "And I think you are more interesting."
"Okay, bye~"
"Bye~"
The two packed up their things, stood up with their bags on their backs, and waited for their new seats to be assigned.
There are many students in the class, and Teacher Liang is slow in copying the seating chart. He has just finished copying the first group's.
They all sit at the same table in pairs. Unlike Wen Susu's previous arrangement of pairing the first place with the last place and the second place with the second to last place, Teacher Liang's seating arrangement seems to be random, based on approximate height.
Moreover, there are no boys and girls sitting at the same table. Boys sit with boys, and girls sit with girls.
Soon, when writing to the fifth row of the second group, Zhao Yueting saw her name.
Then, when writing to the sixth row of the second group, Fang Wei also saw his name.
"Haha, what a coincidence, I'm sitting right in front of you!"
Zhao Yueting seemed quite satisfied with the seating arrangement. After all, she didn't know many people in the class, and Fang Wei was the most interesting one.
Fang Wei also looked up at the blackboard. As his name was written, the name of his deskmate also appeared.
"Liu Bo."
My goodness, whatever you think comes true!
Fang Wei was very satisfied with his new deskmate. He had always been very interested in this kind of real super academic master. He could observe from a close distance how the other person studied and thought, which was of great help to him.
"Don't all stand. Students who have already been assigned seats, please change seats first."
Teacher Liang on the podium said while writing.
So everyone who was standing in the class started to move, taking their bags, water cups and other items, and heading to their new seats.
Zhao Yueting pulled out a chair and sat down at the table in front of Fang Wei's seat.
She was not tall, probably about the same height as Liu Zhiyi, about meters. She was also thin, with short shoulder-length hair that swayed naturally as she moved. There were no signs of exercise on her body, but she was wearing a pair of sneakers on her feet. Judging from her generous personality, it was probably because she was more comfortable wearing sneakers.
"Will it not block you?"
Zhao Yueting turned around and asked Fang Wei.
"What do you think?"
"That shouldn't happen. You're so tall, they should be worried that you'll block the students behind you."
Zhao Yueting smiled and turned back to extend her hand to her new deskmate: "Hello, Zhao Yueting."
"H-hello."
Her deskmate was Zeng Youqing, who wore a pair of glasses on her nose and had a ponytail. Compared with Zhao Yueting, Zeng Youqing was much more shy. When the girl greeted her, she was stunned for a moment, stretched out her hand to shake it, and then sat down and didn't say much.
After all, it is a key class in No. 1 Middle School. Most of the students are quiet and well-behaved. Moreover, the myopia rate is very high, and many students wear glasses.
Zhao Yueting is such a social butterfly, and she looks a bit like Cai Ling. Fang Wei even thought that if they knew each other, maybe they could become good friends?
Not long after, Fang Wei's deskmate Liu Bo also came over.
Liu Bo held the schoolbag in his arms, pulled out a chair and sat down, looking back at Fang Wei. Fang Wei nodded to him, and he also nodded.
With just one glance, Fang Wei could tell that his buddy was a simple and pure person. He looked down at Liu Bo's shoes. They were brand-name shoes. He must have come from a well-off family, but he didn't care much about appearance. He didn't even notice that the socks sticking out from the shoe openings were two different colors...
His hair was messy, looking unkempt, with some pimples on his face and a very obvious beard. He looked more than ten years older than his peers, and he was indeed growing up too fast.
Fortunately, the level of hygiene is still guaranteed, but people are too casual about things like clothing and hairstyle.
Liu Bo was also quite bad at interpersonal communication. Facing his new deskmate, he didn't have much to say. He just smiled shyly. After sitting down, he took out a book from his schoolbag and started reading.
Fang Wei took a look at Liu Bo's book, which was related to physics competitions, but the questions and knowledge points were completely new to Fang Wei.
No, buddy, aren't you a math Olympiad student? Why are you reading Physics now? If I remember correctly, you won the third prize in the Mathematical Olympiad finals? Did you switch to Physics?
Compared to mathematics that we learn since elementary school, physics is something we start learning in the second year of junior high school. The physics in junior high school is quite basic, and the physics competitions in junior high school are mainly fun and applied knowledge competitions. Fang Wei doesn't know much about this aspect, but after seeing the books that Liu Bo has read, I'm afraid that the physics knowledge he has learned exceeds the scope of general high school assessments.
It is said that people who are good at math may not be good at physics, but people who are good at physics must be good at math. You can't just do math as a side job, right? !
Fang Wei wanted to ask, but he held it back.
After all, we just met, and different people have different personalities. For someone like Liu Bo, it’s best not to disturb him unless necessary.
Seeing that his buddy's lips were a little chapped, probably because he forgot to drink water to moisturize his lips after thinking for a long time, Fang Wei kindly reminded him: "There is a water dispenser next to the podium."
Liu Bo raised his head, squinted his eyes, pushed his glasses, and looked at the front of the classroom. Sure enough, there was a water dispenser!
Seeing that he suddenly realized something, Fang Wei asked uncertainly, "You didn't realize it before, did you?"
"I really didn't notice that...Thank you!"
"..."
Who is this?! How can you not even see such a big water dispenser? Could it be that after a semester, you don’t even know who your classmates are…
Liu Bo stood up with the empty cup, walked quickly to the water dispenser to get some water, and drank while walking. When he returned to his seat, only half of the cup was left. He screwed the lid on, but didn't care. He picked up the pen and started writing and calculating again.
Fang Wei said nothing. His new deskmate was also a strange person.
But many times, geniuses are out of tune with other people.
Fang Wei wasn't sure whether Liu Bo was really a genius, but at least he had proven that he was out of place.
……
Since there was no need to move chairs to change seats, all the seats in the class were changed quickly.
There are seventy-two people in the class, and there is no distinction between arts and science. The number of boys and girls is almost the same.
Comparing the names on the seating chart on the blackboard, Fang Wei looked at his classmates, trying to memorize everyone's appearance and name.
Zhao Yueting was doing the same thing, checking the seating chart with great interest and trying to remember every classmate.
Fang Wei could sense her talent for recognizing people. She was like a face recognition device, able to remember who was who with just a glance. Such talent was indeed rare...
Thinking about the serious imbalance in the girl's subjects, Fang Wei didn't know why her liberal arts scores were so much worse than her science scores when she obviously had a good memory? The most likely possibility was that she didn't study hard. From her tone, it was not difficult to see that she really didn't like liberal arts.
There was also some noise coming from upstairs. It seemed that classes five and six were also changing seats.
Fang Wei subconsciously looked up at the ceiling, but unfortunately he didn't have the ability to see through it, so he couldn't see what was going on above. He wondered if Cai Ling and Zhi Yi's wish to sit at the same table with Yu Shan and Pei Pei had come true...
Looking at the rearranged seating chart below the stage, Teacher Liang was very satisfied. It was still a mess, but now he felt it was much more orderly.
"Students who have special requests can raise them. If not, we will just sit like this for now."
"Okay, then, let's do it this way for now. I hope that everyone can get along well and make progress together in the future. We will be re-divided into classes next semester, but laying the foundation this semester is also very important."
"In the following time, everyone will take turns to go on stage and introduce themselves. We are all classmates from now on, so don't be shy. Which student will go on stage first to introduce himself?"
"..."
It's obvious that no one would take the initiative to step forward for something like this.
There was no other choice, so Teacher Liang called on people, starting from the first group, first row, and had them take turns to go on stage to introduce themselves.
Everyone's self-introductions were simple and Teacher Liang did not ask for too much.
Soon, Zhao Yueting walked onto the stage.
"Hello everyone, my name is Zhao Yueting, and I'm from Qingxi Middle School. I hope you can take care of me. Thank you."
It was a very standard introduction template. After introducing herself confidently, Zhao Yueting picked up the chalk and wrote her name like other students, then returned to her seat.
When he sat down, he patted Fang Wei's desk and reminded him, "It's your turn."
"Hello everyone, my name is Fang Wei, from Baitan Middle School, nice to meet you all."
Unlike many shy or clownish boys in the class, Fang Wei had a very special temperament. He was calm and confident, his voice was loud and generous, his back was straight, and he did not look timid. In addition, he was tall and handsome. When he went on stage, he naturally attracted the attention of most of his classmates.
[Why?]
[Fang Wei, who ranked second, scored 789 points in the high school entrance exam!]
[I feel like I've seen him somewhere before...at a concert! It's him!]
[Is he a sports player? He seems to be in good shape...]
[So handsome...]
These were all true words. In fact, the class was very quiet. Only after Fang Wei finished writing his name and bowed and left the stage did everyone burst into applause.
Teacher Liang watched from the side with his hands behind his back. Having been a teacher for so many years, he could still tell which student had the most appeal in the class. He didn't know if Fang Wei had any experience as a class monitor before. He wanted to make him a class monitor. After all, they had met each other when Fang Wei signed up before. The young man was remarkable both in academic performance and in his interpersonal relationships.
Just as Fang Wei returned to his seat, Liu Bo also came on stage.
My buddy's self-introduction is as casual as his outfit.
He hadn't even stood firmly on the podium yet. It was as if a sniper was aiming at him. He just popped his head out of the podium, said "Liu Bo", and then walked down without writing his name. The whole process took less than ten seconds.
After he returned to his seat to continue doing his homework, everyone in the class came to their senses and applauded sparsely.
"Cough cough..."
Teacher Liang couldn't do anything about him. After all, Liu Bo was a student that the school had asked him to pay special attention to, so he couldn't ask for too much...
……
The learning pace at No. 1 Middle School was very fast, and Fang Weicai felt it on the first night.
After the self-introduction, Teacher Liang organized the students to go to the Academic Affairs Office to collect textbooks. Classes will officially begin from the first class tomorrow morning.
Although it is unlikely that too much classroom content will be covered in the first class, the tight pace still makes many freshmen feel stressed.
"In addition, we will select temporary class leaders for tomorrow's class meeting. Students who are interested in serving as class leaders can also prepare well."
"understood--"
Before I knew it, it was already 9:50 in the evening. The bell rang and the teaching building became bustling.
Teacher Liang talked for a while longer, and when Fang Wei looked out the window, students from other classes had already left the get out of class.
In the crowd, in the corridor outside the classroom window, Fang Wei saw the figures of two girls.
Xu Cailing and Liu Zhiyi stood together, looking at him in the classroom with a smile, their little mouths moved in the air, and Fang Wei understood their lip language -
Class isn’t over yet?
You, class, are so slow!
(The update is late. I was delayed for a while in the afternoon due to something o(╥﹏╥)o)
(End of this chapter)
