I Am a Light Novel Master in Japan Chapter 805
The math teacher seemed to have something to hide, so he thought for a while before speaking.
However, soon, vaguely, the entire grade heard some quarreling sounds.
All the students heard the voices that seemed to be those of the foreign teacher and the director, and started to commotion.
"This conclusion is recognized by all Chinese teachers!"
"This result is unfair. I asked all Mandarin teachers to discuss it and select the score for the essay."
"Stop being unreasonable, you are still new."
"Then I can't stand that my students would be commented upon so carelessly."
Akamatsu Yui was stunned when she heard it.
Children are naturally easily attracted by new things and did not dare to take any action at first. But when even the math teacher went to the door to check the situation, all the students left their seats and crowded towards the windows and doorways. past.
"What are you doing? Come back to your seat quickly!"
No matter how much the teacher scolds, the students want to take a look at the situation in the office.
Yui and everyone else saw a somewhat unexpected scene.
Wearing a shirt and being calm, Teacher Li Yan was facing the director and several Chinese teachers in the corridor. They were arguing about something. Although it was not a serious argument, there was still a smell of gunpowder.
At this time, the teachers noticed the commotion and began to tone down their voices.
"If you are not satisfied with this matter, go to the principal to judge."
The director saw this, and he dared not speak out in anger. He turned around and prepared to go to the principal's office. He glared at Li Yan fiercely and said.
"call……"
Hikigaya Hachiman breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the director seemed to have said a pretty good method.
In front of Yui's eyes was the back of the teacher who was arguing alone.
Somehow, she understood why this teacher did this.
He asked her seriously if she liked her composition.
Li Yan seemed to be aware of the gaze. He turned his head and looked across the corridor and saw a group of students sticking their heads out, including a student named Akamatsu Yui.
The foreign teacher in the distance said nothing. He silently looked ahead again and walked towards the principal's office. He was so out of place and isolated by many teachers.
Principal's room.
Both the director and Li Yan came to the principal and explained the causes and consequences of this incident.
The burly director looked at Li Yan sideways with a sarcastic tone and said, "Really, young people nowadays are always so emotional. Just now, I ruined the teacher's face in front of all the students. Teacher Li, I know you have been studying in the UK for several years, but you are a newcomer, a rookie. This result is recognized by all the Chinese teachers, and you still raise an argument. You really don’t understand the rules here."
Li Yan ignored the director's provocation and said, "I'm sorry. I know this offended the director, but I still can't accept using comments that are superficial, off-topic, and have no profound meaning to deny my student's article."
He looked at the director without fear and said: "I have read the articles of all participating students, so I raised objections to this. I suggest that all Chinese teachers should decide the ranking of this competition."
"Every teacher will naturally protect the students in his class. Teacher Li, isn't that what you are doing now?"
The director sneered and said.
Li Yan's situation cannot escape this. He said: "It is true that the protection is true, but what I am protecting is that my students should not be treated like this. I cannot give such transcripts to my students."
He declared seriously: "I can't do such a thing to destroy a student's passion for writing."
"As a teacher, every subtle action will affect and determine a student's concept of right and wrong for a long time. I am a Chinese teacher, and it is even more difficult for me to accept that an article that can touch the soul is dismissed like this. Because of the lack of profound truth. , there are no references to World War II, famous quotes, no touching renderings, as a colorful peaceful world in the eyes of a child, the content that a third grader should write... has been denied in this way."
Li Yan expressed his opinion without hesitation and said: "How well do children understand the concept of peace? The first place used the paper cranes of World War II to illustrate, the second place used the Tokyo Olympics to support it, and the third place It is history. I admit that the writing skills are very good, but looking at the world from the streets and families, and from the eyes of a child, the subject matter, emotion and meaning of this essay written by my student are not bad. She put her heart into it. He wrote what he believed to be peace. Even if he can’t win an award, he definitely can’t be evaluated like this, as a bottom runner.”
However, Li Yan's words were laughed off by the director, leaving Li Yan slightly stunned.
"Teacher Li, don't you understand yet? Your student's essay is quite problematic." The director said disapprovingly.
question?
Li Yan didn't understand.
At this time, after listening to the opinions of the two people, the old principal showed a kind smile, interrupted their conversation, and said: "Haha, so that's what happened, I probably understand... Let me take a look at their compositions. .”
The two handed their essays to the old principal. After carefully reading all the entries two or three times, the old principal was silent for a moment.
Unexpectedly, the old principal looked at the director, smiled and said, "Shibasaki, this is how the grades are arranged."
This sentence made Li Yan stunned for a moment, while the director had a normal expression.
"You heard me, a rookie from Oxford." Director Shibasaki said.
"However, your comment is indeed wrong. The article written by this child is indeed very good. I was very moved after reading it... Teacher Li's vision is correct, and he can be ranked third."
The old principal changed the topic and continued to talk to the director.
Director Shibasaki, as if he had been slapped in the face, persuaded in shock: "Principal, this is not a good idea..."
The old principal looked at him and said: "You did make a mistake in grading this essay. You go to work first. I want to have a good chat with Teacher Li."
Director Shibasaki hesitated for a moment. His face looked as ugly as possible, but he could only nod, bow to the principal, and then turned and left.
Although Li Yan got back the game, he didn't quite understand the principal's intention of keeping him.
The old principal walked out from his desk and said to Li Yan: "Teacher Li, your evaluation is correct. That student's composition is indeed very good. Although the director's comments were a bit excessive, they are still according to the school's standards. , and he didn’t do anything wrong.”
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Li Yan didn't quite understand what the old principal said.
"Because the exams are all based on this." The old principal said.
"Forehead!"
Li Yan's heart thumped, but he couldn't say a word after that.
"You are not wrong, but this is not a problem that you and I can change. It is not only necessary to write the deepest emotions, but also the writing style, meaning, connotation and knowledge must be exquisite, which is the point for getting points in the high school entrance examination."
"If it were based on the standards of the secondary school entrance examination, this child's composition would probably have received a low score."
"Sometimes it's so contradictory. The content about the streets is indeed not as profound and calm as the paper cranes, the Olympic Games and history that are symbols of Japanese culture. Only when I got older can I understand how precious peace is in the eyes of a child, but in middle age How much can a teacher learn in just a few minutes of review..."
"She is still in the third grade. I also agree with this child's composition, but... you have to remember to remind her that this is the East, this is Japan. For the sake of students, sometimes we can only go with the trend."
The old principal raised his head and looked at the young teacher and expressed his point of view.