Chapter 112 Character Determines Destiny

But the students below all booed. Obviously, this high-profile posture made everyone very bored.

"You are Mr. Jiang Dayun, right?" Pan Hongsheng looked at the famous brand on the other party's chest and smiled bitterly, "You are wrong. Whether you are from the school or the specific business ability, we still need to evaluate it. That's what the principal asked me to come!"

"Is it just you?" Jiang Dayun glanced at him and said, "I guess you are still in school now, right? Are you going to evaluate me? If that's the case, I won't work here. It's a joke! Is there anything wrong! Let a young man in his early twenties come to evaluate me? What can he do?

Pan Hongsheng didn't say anything, but his fan girls below quit: "What are you! Do you know who Mr. Pan is? He is a director who won an Academy Award! He is a top student of Communication University. What kind of green onion are you!"

Jiang Dayun's face was uncertain, and he suddenly pointed to Pan Hongsheng and shouted, "What on earth are you going to say? What's wrong with the model essay I just talked about? Even if I don't do this job, I still have to figure it out!"

"I'm not going to say it, but in order to make Zhang Qiang remember more deeply, I still have to say it..." Pan Hongsheng looked at the girl with glasses and a pale face.

"Teacher! I was wrong..." Zhang Qiang stood up with a red face: "In this article, I borrowed something else..."

"Reference? Plagiarize it!" Lan Xianli immediately shouted, "Mr. Jiang, your reading is too narrow. It seems that I have read this article, but I'm not sure... It seems that you don't know this kind of thing?"

Jiang Dayun's face turned red: "It's like this... I..."

"Well, Mr. Jiang, you don't have to blame yourself too much," Pan Hongsheng was a little embarrassed to see the other party's age: "In fact, as a Chinese teacher, it is normal that I haven't seen one or two articles, but please correct your teaching attitude. After all, we are all educating students. I'm also improving myself. It's never too late to learn, right?

His words were not humble, but Jiang Dayun blushed and left without saying a word.

When she left, she may have been too panicked, and her high heels were broken.

"You still wear high heels when you are old!" Dongmei and Wang Xiaojia were happy: "Mr. Pan, we don't want others to come... You can give it to us!"

Pan Hongsheng frowned with a wry smile: It seems that he must personally look for a good Chinese teacher for these children.

Many people ignore Chinese and think that these are rote things. In fact, this is the most difficult thing in many disciplines. China's writing culture is extensive and profound, which is definitely not bragging.

Otherwise, the whole Asia is the shadow of Chinese culture? The Song Dynasty style of South Korea and the Tang Dynasty style of Japan are all influenced by Chinese culture.

After meeting with Principal Zhang, he began to wander around the labor market in the city.

But most of the people who wander there are inexperienced newcomers, and they are all very impetuous and whisper how much money they don't do it. Looking at their young, frivolous and unreliable appearance, Pan Hongsheng is not interested in asking.

The salary given by the health school is relatively high, and it has risen to a monthly salary of 5,000 yuan. Although this is a salary that can survive in Beijing.

Just as he wandered around for a day and was disappointed and prepared to return, an old lady with silver hair came over and asked with a smile on her face, "Young man, are you looking for a teacher for the school? I am..."

Pan Hongsheng looked at the other party's age. He was about fifty or sixty years old, but his hair was still dark and his face was ruddy and energetic, and he also spoke with a southern accent.

"Are you from Suzhou?" Pan Hongsheng is very familiar with this accent, because Tang Shao is in this tone.

"That's right, my hometown is Suzhou..." Although the old lady is old, she is not dressed at all. She is neat all over her body. At first glance, she is a shrewd and capable person.

After chatting, I learned that this was originally a teacher at Southern University. In the early years, he went to teach abroad for a few years. Later, he came back because he was not used to the eating environment there. It was really boring to hang out at home, so he thought about this job.

Pan Hongsheng is very excited. From the other party's speech, it can be seen that this kind of person who can teach abroad is not a simple person, because foreign countries have very high requirements for Chinese teachers.

He was a teacher at Southern University and a Chinese teacher at Princeton University abroad. He felt that he had found a treasure.

Besides, the other party is very easy-going and doesn't care much about the salary at all.

From the chat, he learned that the old man's surname is Zhao; his son is a real estate businessman. Of course, he doesn't have to worry about the economy.

I came out to teach just to relieve loneliness. I had nothing to do at home at the age of fifty or sixty, which is actually a kind of torture.

There are many people who suddenly get rich. When they don't have money, they make a lot of money to make money. They are tired and sweaty every day, but there is no disaster. Once they have money, they have any problems. This is what people often say, "There is no unbearable sin, only unbearable blessings!"

In fact, once you can enjoy everything with your money, you will become boring and boring.

In fact, many successful people still struggle on the front line after being rich, not because of greed, but because they like the feeling of work.

But for the sake of caution, Pan Hongsheng still listened to the teacher's course.

"The topic we are going to analyze today is the style of literature." Pan Hongsheng was stunned by Mr. Zhao's topic: Isn't it a little deep?

After all, this is just a student of the health school. Although Pan Hongsheng hopes that these children can learn more, the first thing to face is of course the examination task.

"Let's compare the styles of Jin Yong and Gu Long. You can raise your hand to vote. If you like Jin Yong, please raise your hand!"

Her voice had a warm smell, which made these crazy girls who were usually quiet immediately.

About half of the people raised their hands.

"What about those who like Gulong?"

After this sentence, Pan Hongsheng and more than half of the students raised their hands.

"Well, everyone has seen that these two people are actually not the same in terms of literary literacy ability, but I also want to ask a question, who is good at it? Who is more easily accepted? Mr. Zhao's question seems to be a little off-topic.

"Of course it's Jin Yong!" Lan Xianli, who usually likes to read idle books, immediately replied, "Although I prefer Gu Long, Jin Yong's books are also master-level, which also makes people want to catch up!"

"Yes, this classmate said it very well. The fates of Jin Yong and Gu Long are really too far apart. Why is that? The character of the two determines the style of writing! Jin Yong was engaged in writing for many years and had a solid literary foundation, while Gu Long completely relied on talent and feelings. Both were accepted by readers, but Gu Long fell into a fishing house and drank too much and died, while Jin Yong became a palace-level master craftsman and was respected by the world and enjoyed all their fame and fortune... The personalities of the two can It is said that the fate has been decided.

Pan Hongsheng nodded slightly when he heard this sentence. In fact, he had already thought of this problem, but he did not have the courage to evaluate the two master-level figures.

"So we apply this question to everyone's studies. What I want to say is that if the composition questions in the exam have a choice and a wide range of questions, please choose according to your own personality and style. Don't write content that is not suitable for you, which will make you get twice the result with half the effort and in vain. !" Mr. Zhao's words changed from abstract to image immediately, and everyone understood.

Everyone has their own personality, and what they write between the lines is actually their own.

Pan Hongsheng had a lot of feelings after listening to the class. He wanted to talk more with Mr. Zhao in private, but the other party answered a phone call and hurriedly left.

Seeing that there was an emergency at home, Pan Hongsheng was not easy to bother. After listening to Mr. Zhao's class, he felt a lot of warmth in his heart and kept turning over his notes in the car.

Personality determines the style of writing. What a unique and sharp insight!