Chapter 8 Complaints and Interviews

Baizhu came back humming a little tune while carrying a lunch box. Seeing how happy she was, it seemed that the treatment of the ugly woman was quite effective.

After a whole afternoon of hard work, Song Yanjin was very hungry, so he threw the astragalus in his hand back into the basin and moved out the small table in the corner of the kitchenette to prepare for the delicious food.

The food box was placed on the table, and Bai Zhu brought out plates of hot food with a smile, "Miss, the food in the cafeteria is indeed gone. I was going to go into the kitchen to cook some noodles, but I didn't expect that Chef Yu, who was washing the pot, saw me and cooked a few dishes again."

Song Yanjin washed his hands and came over. There were stir-fried lettuce slices with meat, stir-fried yam with bamboo shoots, and egg drop soup. The refreshing side dishes made his appetite grow. He had been in the ancient times for a few days, and this was the first time he had such delicious food in the cafeteria. He sat down, picked up the bowl and started eating.

In a small courtyard in Hei Hutong alley in Xishi, Beijing

, in a house with a sign that read "Miao Jiang Witch Doctor", an old man dressed in black with black spider patterns painted on his forehead closed his eyes and concentrated on taking the pulse of the man in front of him with a dark face.

After two breaths, he opened his eyes, loosened his skinny hands, and said in a hoarse voice, "You are not poisoned."

The deep dark eyes stared at him and made his hair stand on end. Master Ge withdrew his hand in disappointment. All the famous doctors he visited said the same thing. Even the imperial doctors in the palace could not diagnose the cause of the disease. But he had clearly swallowed the black pill. Was he really going to be controlled by that bitch?

Master Ge clenched his fists. He refused to accept his fate. At worst he would find a few more doctors to see him and make sure the poison was cured.

"Thank you!" Mr. Ge took out a gold bar from his purse and put it on the table, then he stood up dejectedly and left the yard.

Baizhu from Lishan Academy went to the town early in the morning carrying medicinal herbs.

The first class of the kindergarten class ended. Song Yanjin taught the children five words, and the next class was still an activity class.

"Twist your neck, clap your hands, and exercise with me"

In the yard, Song Yanjin led the children in uniform to do full-body exercises. Manager Liu at the gate of the yard looked melancholy and paced back and forth without moving forward.

Song Yanjin saw this, so he called out the newly elected squad leader Su Xiaoxiao to lead everyone in exercises, and went to find Manager Liu.

Uncle San doesn't have many friends in the academy, and Manager Liu is one of them. He is a righteous man and has always taken good care of the original owner and Baizhu.

"Uncle Liu, you've been standing here for a long time. Do you have something to talk to me about?" Song Yanjin walked up and asked with a smile.

Seeing the cheerful little girl, Manager Liu couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Master Song's teaching method is very unique. The children all enjoy it."

Song Yanjin didn't understand and laughed, "There's nothing I can do. The child doesn't have enough concentration. I can only work harder."

He didn't understand the teaching matters. Manager Liu lowered his voice and said in a worried tone, "Song girl, the students in the neighboring courtyard are all going to take the autumn examination. The kindergarten class is making so much noise that it has caused dissatisfaction. The dean may be looking for you to talk about this matter."

Song Yanjin understood. No wonder Uncle Liu was here. It turned out that he came here to pass on a message.

"Thank you Uncle Liu for the reminder. Who will take care of the children in the yard?" He was still in class. How could he leave?

Manager Liu waved his hand and said, "You go first, I'll watch over you."

Song Yanjin knelt down to express his gratitude and went to the headmaster's attic and courtyard.

I felt annoyed along the way. The location of the kindergarten courtyard was here. Master Ge had not appeared in the academy for a long time. Could he come back to take revenge?

Behind the male teacher's courtyard was a two-story attic courtyard. The first floor was a temporary resting place for some teachers who did not live in the academy during lunch. The reception room on the second floor was the headmaster's small tea room. I walked straight up the stairs and heard faint laughter.

"Mr. Fang is partial." Ouyang Yun saw the little girl coming over, his face turned from sunny to gloomy in the middle of his words, and the hand holding the kettle reluctantly poured more tea, "Master Song is finally here."

Song Yanjin reluctantly knelt down and saluted, "Shanzhang, Master Fang."

Mr. Fang was over 70 years old, with gray hair and wrinkled face. He was dressed in an elegant green robe and sat cross-legged opposite the headmaster's tea table. When he saw the teacher of the kindergarten class next door who had been making a lot of noise all day coming over, he smiled and waved, "Teacher Xiao Song, come here quickly. I am discussing the kindergarten class with the headmaster."

As a junior, how could she sit at the same table with the elders? She declined politely and stood still according to the rules.

The headmaster sneered with satisfaction and said, "Ms. Song is a good girl, but she is too young and lacks some experience in teaching. Old Fang, please bear with her."

"Look at what you said, Master Song taught those kids very well. His teaching method was innovative and the kids learned knowledge happily. We didn't have such a good teacher when we were young. It's all because those brats lacked self-control. If they really get punished, how can they write a good essay in the noisy Imperial Examination Hall?"

After Master Fang finished speaking, he raised his glass gracefully and drank the whole drink in one gulp.

Ouyang Xun looked embarrassed. This old man never played by the rules. He was thought to be willing to join in scolding Master Song.

Lao Fang was a famous teacher that he had painstakingly recruited from Shuyuan Street. The Minister of Personnel in the court was his most proud student. Ouyang Yu patiently refilled his tea. "That being said, it was still a bit noisy and had a lot of impact on the hardworking students. What do you think, Master Song?"

The weak ones are the ones to be squeezed. Mr. Fang has the qualifications and he dare not say more. Song Yanjin smiled sarcastically, "What the headmaster said is true. The autumn exam is important. I will change the way I teach the kindergarten class and make sure I don't disturb the students next door."

When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Just now, Mr. Fang was speaking for himself. It seems that someone else is making the complaint.

After finishing another cup of tea, Mr. Fang stood up with a smile, "Master Song, don't be embarrassed. Strong people don't complain about the environment. They know how much those kids think. It doesn't matter whether the kindergarten class makes trouble or not."

Song Yanjin knelt down to thank Master Fang, "Thank you, Master Fang. It is understandable that you change your teaching method to stop the gossips."

Poor girl, without a backer, she can only compromise when faced with difficulties. It is useless to intervene too much. After all the twists and turns, she still has to stand up on her own. Mr. Fang sighed helplessly, "It's up to you. Everything is arranged by the headmaster."

After saying that, he turned away.

Seeing Lao Fang coming downstairs, Ouyang Yun stopped pretending and put down his teacup and started cursing, "You are such a jerk. I will try it in August, and you are screwing me."

"If you fail to pass the imperial examination, the reputation of the academy will be ruined. Can a little girl like you take responsibility for this?"

"It's not my responsibility as the headmaster."

Tired of scolding, he raised the cup of tea he had poured for Song Yanjin and drank it all. "I think you are just a show-off. What a mess you made of the kindergarten class some time ago. The prefect reported it to me. Look at the trouble you have caused. It doesn't matter who is in charge of the kindergarten class. You will leave the academy tomorrow."

Song Yanjin's heart sank. He glared at him coldly and raised his voice, "Shanzhang, I have made it clear that I want to change my teaching methods. Why are you still being so aggressive? Three years ago, it was you who went to drink with my father and asked me to be a female teacher in the academy. Otherwise, I would have passed the imperial examination long ago."

Feeling guilty, Ouyang Xun stroked his beard awkwardly, knowing that he had scolded the little girl too much. His stern expression softened and he poured the girl another cup of tea.

"Look how anxious you are. Have a cup of tea to calm down. Someone has reported this to me, so I have to express my attitude."

He had just chased people away, and now he was acting like that again. Song Yanjin stopped pretending and was too lazy to argue with him. "The headmaster, the kindergarten class is unattended right now. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Without waiting for him to say anything more, she straightened her back and turned to leave.

Ouyang Yun: "."

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