Chapter 11 Becoming a colleague's high school class teacher
It was dawn when Zhou Jing washed his face and went to bed to rest.

At noon, Zhou Jing got up, took a shower, and called his high school class teacher Yang Wenwen to ask if she was at home.

Zhou Jing had previously asked Yang Wenwen to help him print out his resume for submission to the Experimental Middle School. He should have expressed his gratitude for his employment regardless of whether Yang Wenwen was a factor or not. Moreover, Yang Wenwen was Zhou Jing's homeroom teacher and Chinese teacher for three years in high school, and he had been Yang Wenwen's class monitor for three years. It was reasonable for Zhou Jing to visit Yang Wenwen before starting work at the Experimental Middle School.

Yang Wenwen's residence is not far from Zhou Jing, near Qingshan Road where the Experimental Middle School is located.

Zhou Jing dressed neatly and went out to eat. Afterwards, he found a toy store and bought a furry toy, a one-meter-tall brown teddy bear. He took a taxi to the neighborhood where Yang Wenwen lived and bought half a watermelon from a fruit stall.

After entering the community for a while, Zhou Jing arrived outside Yang Wenwen's house. He knocked on the door gently and took a step back.

"Zhou Jing is so polite. I just bought some watermelons. Come in quickly. No need to change your shoes."

Soon the door opened and Yang Wenwen, wearing a white long dress, greeted us with a smile.

"I'm sorry to trouble Teacher Yang. Teacher Yang is still so young and beautiful."

Zhou Jing went in with a smile.

"You're old. You're the first batch of students I taught, and in the blink of an eye you've already started working. Eat watermelon."

Yang Wenwen smiled and sighed, then took out the freshly cut watermelon from the refrigerator.

"Thank you, teacher. I haven't met Teacher Yang's child yet. What's his name? Is he taking a nap?"

"Yang Xin, the warm Xin, nicknamed CC, has been sleeping for half an hour. Let me see if she's awake."

Yang Wenwen took the teddy bear Zhou Jing gave her out of the plastic packaging and took it to the bedroom.

Zhou Jing sat on the sofa and watched Yang Wenwen leave, then picked up a piece of watermelon to eat.

Yang Wenwen is about 172 or years old this year, about cm tall, dignified and generous. As a teacher, she is strict when she needs to be strict, but very gentle at other times and very caring to her students. She will remind students to bring umbrellas when it rains, and remind students to keep warm when the temperature drops in winter. In the winter when Zhou Jing graduated from high school, she gave birth to a daughter. After becoming a mother, Yang Wenwen is not as slim and delicate as she was in the past, but she is still beautiful, and now she is more round and charming.

Yang Wenwen's family situation is a bit special.

When Zhou Jing was in high school, Yang Wenwen's boyfriend was studying for a master's degree. Yang Wenwen became pregnant the year Zhou Jing graduated from high school. It was thought that Yang Wenwen would marry her boyfriend who had just graduated from graduate school during the summer vacation, but they did not get married. I heard that Yang Wenwen's boyfriend went abroad to work or study after graduating from graduate school. Until now, Yang Wenwen has not married.

The child took Yang Wenwen's surname, and Zhou Jing roughly understood what was going on.

It should be because Yang Wenwen’s boyfriend went abroad and they broke up. Yang Wenwen didn’t want to fight and chose to give birth to the baby. A mother is strong. It’s a pity for such a good woman like Yang Wenwen.

"Time flies. I still remember when you were all so young and full of energy when you first entered high school. It's better to be young."

The child was still sleeping. Yang Wenwen put the teddy bear next to the pillow and went to the living room.

Yang Wenwen was filled with emotion. Zhou Jing was the first student she taught. At that time, she had just graduated from college and started working. She was full of hope and enthusiasm for life and work. She spent every day with boys and girls who were 15 or 16 years old, who were in the prime of their youth. There were joys in teaching a group of young people, but there were also times when she was frustrated by those boys who didn't like to study and were restless.

What makes Yang Wenwen most emotional is that six years later, her students have become her colleagues.

"I still remember the formal suit that Teacher Yang wore when he reported to high school in the first year."

Zhou Jing was also very emotional. If he had to say who was the most unforgettable person in high school, it would definitely be Yang Wenwen.

Which boy doesn’t like young and beautiful female teachers when he was a student?

"I was a class teacher right after I started working, and I was very nervous. Teacher Wang Yonghua, who taught high school mathematics, was pregnant and needed to take a leave for the next semester. I heard that you were asked to take over. Was there any pressure to teach high school mathematics directly?"

Yang Wenwen poured two glasses of water, brought the coffee table, and sat on the sofa, holding up her skirt.

"It's OK. I taught classes in a tutoring class in college and also tutored the children of college teachers."

Yang Wenwen nodded. "You have no problem with math. Where do you live now?"

"I rented a house on Baoning Road. Which grade will Mr. Yang teach next semester?"

"In the first year of high school, being a homeroom teacher is very troublesome and tiring. You have to be mentally prepared."

Yang Wenwen has been a class teacher for six consecutive years. Initially, she accepted the task of being a class teacher in order to earn a few hundred yuan more and subsidies every month. Now, because those who have been class teachers for more than ten years can be given priority in professional title evaluation, she does not want to give up halfway, so she wants to be a class teacher for a few more years before her child goes to kindergarten.

"In fact, working in a company may be more tiring and boring. Being a teacher at least allows me to take some time off from my busy schedule."

Zhou Jing knows the hard work of being a high school class teacher.

I have to arrive at school at 6:50 in the morning to accompany students for jogging, supervise students' morning reading after breakfast, supervise students' radio gymnastics and eye exercises during breaks, watch self-study classes and evening self-study. These are daily work. Sometimes I also have to check the dormitories of boarding students, organize some activities and competitions, etc. Teachers can have a much easier time if they are not class teachers.

Therefore, many teachers would rather earn less money and give up the opportunity to be a priority in professional title evaluation than to be a class teacher.

"That's true. Compared to many jobs, teaching is indeed easier."

Yang Wenwen is undeniable.

Zhou Jing joked, "Teacher Yang, are we the worst class you've ever taught?"

"I've taught two classes in total. Your class has a higher rate of admission to the second-tier universities than this year's class, and a lower rate of admission to the first-tier universities. Overall, your class is better." Yang Wenwen smiled, stood up, and found Zhou Jing's graduation photo in the cabinet. She sat next to Zhou Jing and said, "Do you keep in touch with your high school classmates a lot?"

"We contacted more during our freshman year, but gradually we contacted less and less."

Zhou Jing found himself among the more than 50 students in the photo at a glance, sitting in the middle of the last row. Three years ago, he was so young and there were really no beauties in the class. Looking back, there were no more than three girls in the entire grade who could be called beauties.

"It's all the same. There are more than 50 people in a high school class. After graduating from college, if you can maintain a social circle of 10 people, that's considered a lot."

As someone who has experienced this, Yang Wenwen certainly understands that none of the five high school classmates she is in touch with now have any.

"Teacher Yang hasn't changed at all except that she's gained some weight."

Zhou Jing said as he looked at the teachers in the first row of the photo.

"Because I didn't dare to feed my child the third-party formula last year and didn't do any postpartum recovery, I have lost some weight after I weaned my child this year."

Yang Wenwen smiled bitterly helplessly. The clothes she wore three years ago are basically unwearable now.

"It's good now. I was a little too thin before."

Zhou Jing felt that Yang Wenwen's slightly plump figure was better now. If she was too thin at her age, she would lack charm.

"I didn't deliberately lose weight, I just didn't pay as much attention to nutrition as I did in the past two years." Yang Wenwen looked at the photo and said, "I wonder what majors your class is studying."

"Wang Bo is studying at some medical university in Northeast China, majoring in clinical medicine. Bai Hui repeated a year at a technical secondary school and took the entrance exam for the intellectual property major at Yantai University. Wu Jingni is studying at Tangdu Medical College, and Zhang Yong is studying at Northwest University of Political Science and Law."

"Mom~" Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen were talking about their high school classmates when Yang Wenwen's daughter came out of the bedroom.

The little girl was holding the teddy bear that Zhou Jing gave her, which was almost as tall as her. She called out "Mom" before noticing Zhou Jing's presence. Then she stood in the living room and looked at Zhou Jing curiously. The little girl had her hair loose and was wearing a pink dress. Her face was fair and cute, and her big watery eyes were like a real-life version of the series of people trying to trick people into giving birth to a daughter.

"CC come here, do you know who sent the bear?"

Yang Wenwen stood up and carried her daughter to Zhou Jing.

The little girl shook her head.

"It's Uncle Zhou. Thank you, Uncle Zhou."

"Thank you, uncle."

"You're welcome. How old is CC?"

Zhou Jing gently pinched the little girl's face and said.

The little girl rolled her eyes and thought for two or three seconds, then raised three fingers on her right hand and said, "Three years old."

"CC is so smart."

Zhou Jing picked her up.

Yang Wenwen rubbed her daughter's head and looked at Zhou Jing and said, "By the way, Zhou Jing should thank your English teacher Gu Jia. Gu Jia taught you English for a year in your senior year. When I printed your resume, Teacher Gu Jia happened to be in the office. She read your resume and submitted it to the school."

"Oh, Teacher Gu Jia, that's because of Teacher Yang, otherwise she wouldn't remember me."

Zhou Jing recalled an interesting incident. Gu Jia often wore short skirts to class in summer. One time, the idiot behind Zhou Jing used a pen with a small mirror to shine a light from behind Gu Jia. Zhou Jing just took a curious look and then suffered.

There was a period of time when Gu Jia would test Zhou Jing and that idiot on reciting English texts in every English class, and would not let either of them pass the test, and would then make them stand on the left and right at the back of the classroom.

I didn't expect that Gu Jia would let bygones be bygones and allow the school to directly recruit Zhou Jing. It seems that he has an extraordinary background.

"Teacher Gu Jia is very enthusiastic. Do you have her phone number?"

"No, Teacher Yang will tell me."

Zhou Jing thought he should find time to visit Gu Jia.

"CC is watching TV with Uncle Zhou. Mommy will go cook for you, okay?"

After leaving the phone call to Zhou Jing, Yang Wenwen half-hugged the little girl and said.

The little girl was a little shy and just nodded.

Yang Wenwen turned on the TV and went to cook. Zhou Jing took the remote control and asked, "What TV do you want to watch, CC?"

The little girl blinked her big eyes and said, "Pleasant Goat~"

The little girl had just woken up and her hair was messy. Zhou Jing switched the TV to the children's channel that was broadcasting Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf. "Can you give me a comb so I can comb your hair?"

"Ah."

The little girl put down her teddy bear and ran to the bedroom to get her own little comb.

Zhou Jing combed the little girl's hair carefully, trying not to pull her scalp.

"Gray Wolf got knocked away again!"

The little girl pointed at the TV with her little hand, looked up and said with a smile.

"It will come back. CC, do you know which sheep are in the sheep village?"

Zhou Jing gently pinched the little girl's nose.

"Pleasant Goat, Beautiful Goat, Boiling Goat, Lazy Goat, and Warm Goat." The little girl thought and said, "And the village chief."

"What's the village chief's name?"

"Hmm Slow Sheep."

"What other small animals are there in the green grassland?"

"Grey Wolf, Red Wolf, Elephant." After Zhou Jing's interaction, the little girl was no longer so shy. She hugged the teddy bear and said, "This bear is almost as tall as me."

"CC, do you like the big bear or the small bear?"

"Big Bear, I have another Big Bear."

The little girl ran to the bedroom and took out another big teddy bear.

"Does Zhou Jing like children?"

Yang Wenwen came into the living room carrying a bowl of egg dumplings, which exuded the fragrance of green onions.

"I like it very much. I like children of this age the most."

If a child cries too much when he is one or two years old, even dogs will dislike him when he is six or seven years old.

"Children aged three or four are indeed the least worrying," Yang Wenwen said with a smile as she sat down, "Who combs CC's hair?"

"Little uncle."

The little girl said in a sweet voice.

"Then let Uncle Zhou eat your meal, okay?"

Yang Wenwen continued to smile.

The little girl glanced at Zhou Jing and nodded.

"CC is really sensible. Uncle is not hungry. Children should eat well every day."

Zhou Jing held her and faced Yang Wenwen.

It was inconvenient to take the kids out for dinner, so Yang Wenwen invited Zhou Jing to dinner at home in the afternoon, as a welcome party for Zhou Jing as a former class teacher. Zhou Jing stayed despite being polite. There would be many opportunities to work with Yang Wenwen in the future. Moreover, with Yang Wenwen in such a situation, Zhou Jing wanted to help as much as possible. Once a teacher, you are my teacher.
(End of this chapter)