MTL - Rebirth of the Entrepreneurship Era-Chapter 73 Mistaken child

Zhe Lin Tianyi these two days, really count money to the point.

As of Tuesday afternoon, her Philharmonic training has exceeded 3,000 students.

Lin Linjie followed his elder sister and was too busy to turn around. Many times he was too busy to smoke.

四 At around 4.40 pm, the students in the elementary class of Aile Training began to come to the classroom one by one with parents to prepare for the five o'clock class.

At this time, Hu Bingwen followed Xu Daqiang of the security team and came to Lin Tianyi's registration office together.

"Hello, do you want to register your child to learn English?"

Zhe Lin Tianyi has a sales-like enthusiastic smile. Now every adult who comes here, in her eyes, is walking RMB.

大 Xu Daqiang said in Yingzhou dialect at this time: "There are several children in the family who want to learn English. I heard that your teacher is very good, so I took my father to come and find out."

She Lin Tianyi said with a smile: "Then you are really right. No one in our family can match it in Yingzhou. Her undergraduate and master's degrees are all studied at Huaxia's best foreign language university. Absolute English authority!"

Hu Bingwen was holding his hands behind him at this time, looking at the pile of graduation certificates and award certificates mounted on the wall, his face became more and more ugly.

他 In his opinion, this fraud is too levelless, even too bold!

的 A graduation certificate with Ma Mingming's name and Ma Mingming's photo printed on it is not a set of templates with the current graduation certificate of China International Studies University!

Zhe Lin Tianyi did not know where Hu Bingwen came from, and was proud to introduce: "We have now exceeded 3,000 enrollments, and there are not enough places left. You must make a decision quickly."

"Break through three thousand people?"

秉 Hu Bingwen was stunned.

You liar, recruited more than 3,000 students under the name of China Overseas? !! You are so sad!

At this time, Li Yunhui and others also walked in and pretended to take a casual look.

Lin Tianyi was trying to greet them, and Xu Daqiang hurriedly attracted her attention, saying, "We all have a lot of children, there are only four in elementary school, three in junior high school, three in high school, and the old man at home wants Children learn English well, so I want to learn more. "

Xu said, Xu Daqiang asked again, "Yes, are you going to class?"

Yuanlin Tianyi nodded and said, "Beginner class will start at five o'clock."

Xu Daqiang asked, "Could you please let us listen to him? He likes to do everything himself. If he is satisfied, we will sign up directly."

Zhe Lin Tianyi didn't think much about it. Her classroom was very large. It didn't matter if she moved a chair and let the old man go in.

A big customer after all!

也不 She didn't believe that this old man could hear anything bad.

So she nodded and said, "Since the old man wants to listen, let me have him move a chair!"

胡 When Hu Bingwen sat down behind a group of elementary school students, Ma Mingming was preparing a lesson plan in the empty classroom next door.

She doesn't understand PPT and how to make courseware, so she wrote a rough lesson plan herself in the usual way of class, ready to be used in lectures.

Ma Mingming's English level is limited, and his teaching level is more limited.

The school where she was a child of the state-owned enterprise before was very foolish and the teaching level was very low. The teacher was a mixed job and had no motivation to improve.

In her school, in order to arrange the re-employment of disabled employees who have suffered work injuries, she arranged a child to go to a child's school and became a primary school language teacher.

As for what kind of teacher qualification certificate does not exist at all, the children's school is now completely managed by the state-owned enterprise itself, and it is not under the jurisdiction of the Education Bureau at all.

Moreover, state-owned enterprises do not find it problematic to have a disabled worker be a language teacher.

Because they think that primary school Chinese is so simple, as long as it is not illiterate and can teach pinyin, it is enough to read each lesson according to the lesson plan.

In the words of school leaders, who teaches not primary school Chinese?

It is this kind of teaching atmosphere that makes Ma Mingming himself perfunctory in teaching work. Her previous work experience did not bring her any beneficial things, but she developed many bad problems.

At 5:00 o'clock, more than a hundred children sat firmly in the classroom. Ma Mingming sorted out his appearance and walked into the classroom.

Entering the classroom, she found that it was not only a group of children, but also an old man in the last corner of the classroom.

She thought the old man might be the student's parent, so she didn't go to her heart.

Formally attended the class, Ma Mingming smiled and introduced himself to everyone. She had just spoken two basic English sentences, and Hu Bingwen was out of anger.

马 This Ma Mingming's English, a strong Qilu dialect taste, it sounds really sour.

The key point is that there is still a certificate on the outside wall of Ma Mingming's first prize in the China English Oral Contest. Is this too ironic?

What makes Hu Bingwen unacceptable is that the special water in Ma Mingming's lecture was completely unfocused and out of bounds, as if he was just kidding his children.

Hu Bingwen only listened for a few minutes, and already heard a look of iron.

This is simply a mistaken child!

Qi Hu Bingwen stood up and walked away.

Ma Mingming on the podium was a little puzzled. How did the old man leave behind? Does he not understand English?

I didn't care about him anymore, so I hurried to deal with this lesson first.

With a look of anger, Hu Bingwen just came out of the classroom, and Xu Daqiang hurriedly greeted him and asked in a low voice: "Old Hu, what's wrong with you?"

Hu Bingwen's expression was difficult to hide his anger, but he held back without shaking, and waved to Xu Daqiang and said, "Go."

Xu Daqiang nodded and followed Hu Bingwen to leave the stairs.

Yuanlin Tianyi busy asked: "Master, do you think the price is expensive?"

Hu Bingwen ignored her and went down the stairs without looking back. Xu Daqiang quickly followed.

Lin Lin Tianyi felt a bit inexplicable and wanted to stop and save it, but Hu Bingwen had already come downstairs.

He was so annoyed by this training institution that he was so brazen that he had never seen a child for so many years.

Alas, the most annoying thing is that it recruited more than 3,000 students!

With the level of **** that Ma Mingming had invented, would China and overseas become a stinky **** in the eyes of more than 3,000 students?

After a while, Li Yunhui and others also came out. He busy asked Hu Bingwen: "Lao Hu, why did you leave suddenly?"

秉 Hu Bingwen said angrily: "It's too much. I can tolerate hanging sheep heads and selling dog meat, but they can't stand them hanging sheep heads and selling shit!"

As soon as Li Yunhui heard this, he knew that the quality of teaching in it was extremely poor.

So, he hurriedly said: "Lao Hu, the fake academic qualifications they showed, we have all taken photos and evidence, don't be too angry, let's find the news directly tomorrow!"

"Hmm ..." Hu Bingwen sighed and said, "Go back to the hotel first, I'll do something."

云 Li Yunhui asked curiously, "Are you looking for that genius?"

"Yes." Hu Bingwen nodded and said, "You have to dig him up."

Li Yunhui was afraid that he was not familiar with Yingzhou. He wanted Xu Daqiang to accompany him, but he refused.

Subsequently, Hu Bingwen went directly to the roadside, stopped a car for rent, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com went to Yingzhou No. 3 Middle School.

When I reached No. 3 Middle School, he first asked the guard to inquire about the principal's office.

The janitor was an old gentleman at first sight, and looked like a scholar. Not only did he stop, he also told him the direction of the principal's office directly.

秉 Hu Bingwen thanked him, walked to the principal's office of the third middle school and knocked on the door.

A middle-aged woman opened the door and asked him curiously, "Mr. Old, are you okay?"

Hu Bingwen asked politely, "Are you the principal of our third middle school?"

The principal nodded and asked, "Are you?"

秉 Hu Bingwen hurriedly took out his credentials and said, "Hello, I'm afraid to bother you. My name is Hu Bingwen, and I am the Deputy Dean of the School of English of China International Studies University."

The principal of the 23rd Middle School glanced at Hu Bingwen's certificate, and the whole person was circled.

What are the vice presidents of 211 key universities coming to this junior high school?

She said nervously, "Oh, dean Hu, please come in, come in!"

秉 Hu Bingwen asked politely: "Hello principal, what's your surname?"

"My free name is Huang. My name is Huang Ling. You can call me Xiaohuang."

秉 Hu Bingwen said, "Hello, principal Huang."

Huangling waved his hand quickly: "You're welcome, I don't know if you have come to our No. 3 Middle School in Yingzhou?"

When Huang Ling asked this question, she also guessed several possibilities.

For example, will he come for any student aid activities?

Will there be a help group with the third middle school, and then arrange some high-level students from China and overseas for internships or give lectures and the like?

At this time, Hu Bingwen said, "Principal Huang, I'm here this time, in fact, I want to ask you about a student in our school!"