Chapter 5082: Wen Xuan Tang Tang Travel Notes (41)
Chapter 5082 Wen Xuan Tangtang’s Travel Notes (41)
Each time Ke Zhiyi, Xin Wan would stop for a while, and this time it was the same.
On the way from departure to school, Ruan Tang and Wen Xuan have been talking about the local customs, and the director would say two words from time to time, but Xin Wan did not say a word.
Because the program team greeted the relevant people in the town in advance, the town also organized a meeting, so the school also received the news.
Although I was prepared for a long time, I still couldn't believe it when I saw Ruan Tang and Wen Xuan.
Especially the young teachers and some of the teachers who came to support the teaching basically grew up listening to Wen Xuan’s songs and playing Ruan Tang’s games. At this moment, seeing the two of them was simply too excited.
"Ms. Wen, Mrs. Ruan, and these two teachers, please come inside!"
Hearing different names, Xin Wan and He Zhaomu changed their faces at the same time.
Don’t they always have names with them?
Because of this, Xinwan looked at the teachers who received them from the very beginning.
Returning teachers, one or two are so snobbish, you can’t wait to lick them when you see the famous ones, and they are so perfunctory and disrespectful to them. What qualifications do such people have to be teachers?
However, the previous education has given too much, and Xin Wan didn't start making trouble in front of the camera.
"Ms. Wen wants to teach music?" the dean asked.
Although I have studied university courses by myself under the guidance of Ruan Tang, I may have even learned the content of postgraduate doctorate, but in terms of real academic background. He did graduate from high school.
Wen Xuan glanced at Ruan Tang, Ruan Tang immediately gave a positive look.
"Yes, I want to teach children music. If my experience method is not suitable for children to learn. Then I will perform a musical instrument for them, hoping to arouse their love..."
"Mr. Wen, the children here are not so good at home. Even learning music is a luxury, and musical instruments are even more..."
He Zhaomu didn’t finish, the director said, “Mr. Wen has donated one million yuan of musical instruments to the school. It should be delivered today. As long as they like it, the children here can still learn music.”
He Zhaomu's face was slightly stiff. He originally wanted to give Wen Xuan a pot of "why not eat meat" and let the keyboard man scold Wen Xuan and let the netizens see Wen Xuan's essence. The result was self-defeating and gave Wen Xuan enthusiasm.
Yes, it’s heat.
After hearing that Wen Xuan had donated musical instruments, several teachers were very excited, especially the two teachers who came to teach, and tears of excitement came out.
"Teacher Wen, thank you so much, we want to thank you for the children!" said the female teacher.
The other said, "Music classes have been on, but only to teach some knowledge of music theory. No matter how much musical instruments are taught, there is no way to understand the exercises. Now it’s good, our students have everything!"
During , He Zhaomu has been clenching his teeth.
One million is nothing to Wen Xuan, but it is not a small number to him.
He didn't have that much money, so he didn't do anything, and Wen Xuan was so rich, how could he donate only one million?
Dignified singer king, just donate such a little, no need for others to say, netizens will naturally teach him to be a man!
After entering, Ruan Tang said that she wanted to give the children a lively animation class, and asked if there is a larger classroom, so that the children can be gathered after class, and she can give lectures according to the time when she returns home from school.
Teachers think this proposal is very good. It can not only let the children relax when they see their favorite cartoons, but also arouse their curiosity and love for language.
I heard everyone praise Ruan Tang for his creativity. Xin Wan snorted coldly, she didn't believe that Tang Ting's game was originally the CV of Ruan Tang alone.
A lie is a lie after all.
(End of this chapter)
