MTL - Reborn As a Top Student In the 1990s-Chapter 133 new teacher

 Chapter 133 New Teacher

 Chapter 134 New Teacher

 In order to do this job well, Wen Ning then specifically asked relevant professionals.

For children with autism, as a guide, you must be more patient and loving. No matter what problems the child encounters or what reaction he has, as a teacher, you must be by your side throughout the process and guide him gently and patiently until the child finds himself. Only when you are interested in things will you gradually emerge from your autistic state.

Wen Ning explained to Fang Qing what he knew about autism, which made Fang Qing admire him, "Okay, you know a lot!"

Wen Ning smiled and said, "The parent of a student I tutored before was a psychiatrist, so I went to ask him for advice."

Fang Qing hugged Wen Ning's arm and smiled sweetly and comfortably, "It's great to have you here, and you are so considerate."

“Hmph, you just remembered me at this moment, why did you go so early?”

Fang Qing immediately rubbed someone's shoulders and patted his back, "How is that possible? In my heart, President Wen has always been the best..."

Hearing this, Wen Ning's ears turned red unconsciously, and he coughed to cover up. He avoided Fang Qing's harassing claws, stood up and straightened his clothes, "Let's go, I heard that a new canteen opened today, go Give it a try…”

 The two of them made detailed plans for Zicheng's situation, and three days later they went to the villa to officially start the education work.

 Seeing Wen Ning again, Zicheng didn't have the same resistance as last time, but relatively speaking, Zicheng preferred to stick to Fang Qing.

Fang Qing tried to use digital animals to interpret stories for little boys and explain mathematics at the same time.

Wen Ning was playing the piano to provide background music to the story between the two.

 Such a lively and interesting teaching method quickly attracted Xiao Zicheng’s attention.

 From being impatient at the beginning, he gradually calmed down. At first he sat far away, then slowly approached Fang Qing and Wen Ning, and finally took the initiative to grab a digital model and handed it to Fang Qing and asked a question.

Such a huge change made everyone present very excited. It meant that Zicheng was slowly accepting the two teachers, so he was not far away from being out of autistic state.

 After the two of them taught like this for two weeks, Fang Qing and Wen Ning were able to sit closely with the boy Cheng.

Wen Ning was holding a history book and telling Zicheng historical stories in an emotional voice. Fang Qing sat aside and quickly drew the stories they told into simple drawings. The cooperation of the two made Zicheng I was very interested and didn't lose sight of it all afternoon.

Zhang Ting watched from a distance. During this period, she watched the two people use various methods to guide her son to study. They must have done a lot of homework behind this, and her original doubts finally stabilized.

 At the end of today's class, when the two of them said goodbye and walked to the door, the little boy suddenly ran out. He took Zhang Ting's hand and pointed at Fang Qing and said, "Paint."

Zhang Ting was very excited. She didn't know how long ago it was that her son became interested in learning, and she didn't expect that it would be this little girl who made her son speak again.

As a mother, she suddenly felt a little sad, but she was also more pleased. As long as her son was willing to ask, she would be willing to move out of the country.

So after obtaining Fang Qing's consent, Zhang Ting placed several easels in the child's study room, preparing to teach the child how to draw when Fang Qing comes again next time.

 But a few days later, when Fang Qing and Wen Ning came to the villa again, they found an old man and a middle-aged woman wearing glasses chasing Zicheng all over the house.

“Zicheng, stop, how can you be so rude? Grandpa has found the best teacher for you, who is specially here to teach you... Stop!”

The old man ran a few steps and then stopped panting. He pointed at his grandson who had already run away and was trembling with anger. "You bastard! Your grandfather and I have trusted so many connections to find the best resources for you. You... you actually... cough Cough! What are you doing standing still! Catch him quickly!"

The old man looked angrily at the servants and housekeepers standing around with their heads bowed. When he saw that no one came forward after he had been talking for a long time, he immediately became even more angry.

“It seems that none of you want to do it anymore, okay, I’ll evacuate you all later!”

Fang Qing and Wen Ning stood behind the crowd and saw Zicheng running around, with panic in their eyes. They were very worried about the child's condition and were about to step forward to dissuade him when someone suddenly held their shoulders.

 A maid who was familiar with Fang Qing shook her head at Fang Qing, and then gestured behind the two of them with her eyes.

"It's not your turn to intervene here yet." Meng Ting appeared behind everyone in time, and only then did Zicheng, who was running around in the room, find the backbone. He fell into his father's arms, trembling uncontrollably.

　　Seeing that his son was so frightened, Meng Ting's already serious face became even more gloomy and terrifying, and he looked at his father with sharp eyes.

“Dad, you should know that Zicheng is afraid of strangers, why do you bring people here without saying hello, and force him like this? His situation has just improved..."

Before Meng Ting could finish speaking, the old man immediately reprimanded: "What kind of stranger? This is the best gold medal teacher I have ever hired! The most powerful Teacher Zhang in the capital! Is this your tutor? Huh, as expected, he is as virtuous as your mother... "

Speaking of his mother, Meng Ting finally lost his patience and twitched the corners of his mouth in a sneer, his face full of sarcasm.

“I’m really sorry. When I was a child, I only had the education of my mother. There’s nothing I can do about it if my tutoring is not good. After all, I don’t have a father to discipline me. There’s nothing you can do about me if you don’t like me...”

This sentence alluded to his father's cheating and neglect of the family when he was a child. The old man blushed and his neck was thick at these words. He stared at Meng Ting angrily for a long time, then he snorted, turned around and sat down.

"You have strong wings now. I can't help you, but I came here today to consider my grandson's future. This is Teacher Zhang, who is left to teach Zicheng, lest he behave like you in the future and have no rules." culture!"

Teacher Zhang, whose name was mentioned, stepped forward calmly, bowed slightly to Meng Ting, and introduced himself with a smile without being affected by the atmosphere at all.

Fang Qing and Wen Ning stood in the crowd and couldn't help but admire the teacher's resume.

This teacher is indeed very good. Every student who has been taught by her has made great progress, and several students are outstanding student representatives in previous years. It seems that this teacher is really capable.

Thinking of this, Fang Qing suddenly felt worried. Would a half-hearted tutor like him be replaced?

Before Fang Qing could figure it out, the old man suddenly said, "I heard that you two actually found two students to teach my grandson. Isn't this a joke? Resign immediately! Teacher Zhang is enough! A bunch of young boys who are still young. You bastard, you dare to call yourself teacher..."

Meng Ting frowned when he heard this, "Meng Haidong! You are taking too much care!"

 (End of this chapter)