Chapter 312： Teach the **** down the stove (Yujie baby +)

"Mr. Huang doesn't know pinyin, C and Ch are not, S and Sh, R and l are indistinguishable, and there are many characters that are unrecognizable. Spring reads as Cuntian, and colorful reads as 'Zhaziluhong', which is full of vitality. It's all mispronounced as 'Senji Yanglan'."

Tang Xiaonan repeated it aloud. She didn't exaggerate at all. Huang Fengxian was really full of grass and no ink. She couldn't even teach the first grade of elementary school. I really don't know how this woman finished high school.

She didn't know that Huang Fengxian had failed since elementary school, and her grades were comparable to Tang Aijun's, but at that time, regardless of grades in school, it was all about the composition. Take Gu Yunchuan, for example, he ranks first in the school every year, but he can only go to primary school, not even middle school and high school.

Although Huang Fengxian's grades are not good, but her composition is good, so she stumbled all the way to high school, and then reluctantly graduated. In fact, she really has no ink in her stomach.

Moreover, her mind was spent on hooking up with men, so how could she still have the mind to prepare lessons, let alone self-study to recharge, every day in class is a perfunctory thing, and it is strange to have a good class.

However, because she was teaching the first grade, seven or eight-year-old children would not know whether the teacher was teaching right or wrong, Huang Fengxian read it wrong, and the children read it wrong, and parents would not check their children's homework every day like modern times. Even if they are checked, they may not know right or wrong. Few of them barely graduate from primary schools in rural areas.

So Huang Fengxian has been a teacher for two years, and no one noticed her serious mistakes in work, but this year she met Tang Xiaonan.

Tang Shaozheng frowned slightly, if what Tang Xiaonan said is true, this Huang Fengxian is too outrageous, and the students who teach it will be hell.

"Grandpa Six, I'm not lying. That's what Teacher Huang taught. If you don't believe me, ask others." Tang Xiaonan thought Tang Shaozheng didn't believe it.

Mopanshan has several first-grade children in Gu Village. It is easy to ask for evidence, but she never slandered Huang Fengxian.

Tang Shaozheng and the village chief whispered a few words, the village chief nodded, the group returned to the village, there were a few children playing, the village chief waved, "Come here, Xiaomao, I ask you something, Xiaojie and Yu Mei is coming too."

Three children came over. They were Huang Xiaomao, Huang Xiaojie, and Huang Yumei. Huang Xiaojie was Yu Laidi's precious little son, and Huang Yumei was the granddaughter of Accountant Huang, the second richest household in the village. The girl has a bad temper.

Tang Shaozheng squatted down, took a stone and wrote 'spring' on the ground, and asked the three children to read it in Mandarin.

"Cuntian."

The three children spoke in unison, and proudly held out their small chests.

Tang Shaozheng wrote Colorful and Vibrant again, but it was too complicated. The three children didn't know each other. He glanced at Tang Xiaonan in surprise. This girl knew more characters than the third and fourth graders.

He then wrote some pinyin, and it was exactly the same as what Tang Xiaonan said, no reflexes at all, fourteen and forty read the same sound, orchid and Nanfang read the same, and mathematics, all of which are a small one It's been a month's class, and I didn't teach anything as simple as two plus three. I only taught numbers every day, and there were only ten numbers in total. As for recognizing one month?

Even the village chief heard something wrong. What kind of book is this teaching? No one can teach one, two, three, four or five. Even he can teach it. This **** taught by Huang Fengxian is too disgusting.