Chapter 33 (1/2)

Fresh tea house.

Fang Yan made tea by himself, filled the cup with tea in front of Huang Wenqiang with a teapot, and said with a smile, ”the conditions here are too simple, and I will certainly make a good cup of tea to entertain you later.”

”What kind of guest am I?” Huang Wenqiang said with a smile, took a sip of the tea cup and said: ”don't really say that the tea made by Mr. Fang really tastes different. Just now I saw that Mr. Fang's tea making technique is also quite skilled and exquisite --- Mr. Fang's good tea ceremony

”It's not a tea ceremony. Influenced by their elders, they usually like to drink tea with them. If you drink too much and watch too much, you will know more about it. ” Fang Yan looks at Huang Haoran, who sits next to him without saying a word and is willing to be a supporting role, and says, ”Haoran, do you like tea?”

”I like it.” Said Huang Haoran. ”But everyone in the class likes Coca Cola.”

”Maybe they will like tea in the future.” Fang Yan said with a smile.

”What can you do?” Asked Huang Wenqiang. As a journalist, he has an extraordinary sensitivity to the subtext of every possible sentence.

”I'm going to let them know something about tea ceremony.” Fang Yan said with a smile. ”Tea ceremony is the quintessence of Chinese culture. Making tea and drinking tea can make people calm, cultivate themselves and improve their personal quality and cultural accomplishment. It's a pity that such a good thing has been lost. No one can inherit, no one can inherit. If a group of people inherit together, why worry that the Chinese tea ceremony can not be carried forward? ”

”However, tea ceremony skills are not included in the knowledge of Chinese textbooks. If you teach that - you're not afraid to be expelled from school again? ” Huang Wenqiang asked doubtfully.

Fang Yan did not answer Huang Wenqiang's question, but looked at Huang Haoran and asked, ”Huang Haoran, do you think the students will like the tea ceremony class?”

”Yes.” Huang Haoran's eyes were shining. ”There must be many students like it.”

”Do you think it's good for you?” Fang Yan asked again.

”Yes.” Said Huang Haoran. ”We are also willing to learn some extra-curricular knowledge, and we also want to learn something we are interested in. However, there are too many contents in the textbook, too many extra-curricular assignments, no time, no channels, and finally we can only get over it. In fact, students like these very much. Why does the school dance club and Taekwondo club have so many members? Isn't that proof that you like it? ”

Fang Yan was very satisfied with Huang Haoran's answer, so he said to Huang Wenqiang, ”because of the failure of the exam, those who are teachers don't teach - is this really for the sake of students?”

”Now, however, all schools only focus on score theory. If you delay the students' study - ”

” who says that the students who have learned the tea ceremony will not get high marks? ” Fang Yan retorts. ”There are several months in a semester. How many pages are there in a Chinese textbook? If you study hard, one month is enough. ”

”Why does it take so long for our students to learn well? Because I'm tired of learning. ” Fang Yan himself gives the answer to this question. ”Who is born and who is dead all day? What viewpoint does this article represent? What mood does this poem express? People have been dead for so many years. Who knows what viewpoint the article expresses? Who knows the poet's mood for writing poetry? Maybe it's the sentence that I stifle when I squat in the toilet when I'm constipated, but I give it a self righteous interpretation, and then tell the students that this is the right answer - are those who interpret themselves? Is it the poet? If not, why do they think their interpretation is right? Why can't students have their own interpretation? Is the student's interpretation necessarily wrong? ”

”If every student has a way of reading, then how to judge whether to score?” Huang Wenqiang asked.

”Why do we have to rely on unity of mind to score?” Fang Yan said helplessly. ”Literature is art. Art is hard to determine originally - we use scores to put students out of one, two, three, four, five, six, seven.” yes, but don't sign my name. ” Fang Yan said.

”Why?”

”Because -” how can Fang Yan tell them that the reason why they don't want to be famous is that they are worried about ye gentleness, the violent woman who suddenly came to fight against him? ”I'm a man of few temperaments and a quiet lover. I don't like to be influenced by such vulgar things as fame and wealth.”

”There are not many such good teachers.” Huang Wenqiang exclaimed. ”No wonder Haoran said that you are different from other teachers.”

”If I have 40 students, I want to teach 40 talents in different fields, not the same model.” Fang Yan said. ”This is what makes me different from other teachers.”

”Mr. Fang has a good demeanor -”

”is there a fee for publishing the article?”

”Yes.”

”I'll give my contribution to Haoran to buy books.”

”No, no, no, the fee is yours. I will let Haoran bring it to you.”

”Reporter Huang is so kind ----””Don't be too polite, Miss Fang.”

--------There are two Chinese classes in the afternoon, so Fang Yan didn't go back from work in advance.

When he was sitting in the office reading, Chen Dahai came in with a tea cup.

”Mr. Chen is here.”

”How can group leader Chen have time to visit our Chinese group?”