For a long time, Zhong Yihan has always had a slight social fear because of his inferiority.
Although he has seen many scenes now, it is much better, but such things as speaking in public will be nervous even if he typed out the draft in advance, let alone as unprepared as today.
If it weren't for so many people watching him, he would run away.
Principal Tang said, "Just a few words, anyway, the parent association is just an ordinary sharing meeting, not a formal report. Whatever you say, everyone wants to hear what our champions in Anping County have learned."
Zhong Yihan looked at the principal Tang and looked at the expectant headteacher and parents, his frown frowned and loose, knowing that he could not escape, and had to admit fate: "Well, then."
After he goes back, he must hit Zhong Qiaoyue.
When the headteacher saw Zhong Yihan agreed, she said happily: "A warm welcome, the county's 'first student', Zhong Yihan from Anping No. 3 high School shared his experience with parents.
In a rush of applause, Zhong Yihan walked to the podium.
In other words, this is the first time he has looked down from the podium in class. This feeling is very wonderful, as if suddenly standing in the center of the world, so eyes are focused on him.
Teachers teach lessons in such sight every day, and their psychology is really strong.
Zhong Yihan felt that just standing here, his palms were sweating slightly.
Although he is now No. 1 in Anping County, in the final analysis, this is only a high school ranking, and he is only a high school student.
This is why Zhong Yihan does not want to endorse advertisements and communicate with fans.
The halo surrounds the easiest to lose heart.
Zhong Yihan hopes that he can go further on Kung Fu road, rather than get lost in the power of money.
"I used to watch Zhong Qiaoyue's brother on TV, but now I see real people, the guy is really good."
"Look at Zhong Qiaoyue and her brother. They are so talented and hard at work, look at you again."
"Hey, If only my child had half his talent."
Zhong Yihan's hearing became much sharper than before so that the whispers between parents and students could be heard clearly.
When hearing what they said, Zhong Yihan suddenly felt a little emotional.
It turned out that before he knew it, he became a child of someone else's house.
Silence for too long is not good, Zhong Yihan thought for a while and said, "I'm just a high school student, I can only share a limited amount. If you don't mind, then let me share some of my practice experience."
At this time, Zhong Yihan thought of Zhang Shou. In order to help them, he told them everything that he knew.
Although he has limited knowledge and many secrets, it is not difficult to share some experiences.
In the eyes of everyone who is looking forward to worshiping, Zhong Yihan talked about the problems he encountered while practicing the 72 styles of Kung Fu, as well as the solutions. In the continuous training and learning, Zhang Shou passed his knowledge, which has completely become his own things, he used his own understanding to explain them more simply and deeply.
Zhong Yihan's talking lasted for about an hour and a half, and this is just a rough talk from the first form to the tenth form of Kung Fu 72 Styles.
He can't really finish everything, even if he could, the students may not be able to digest it.
So, after finishing the tenth, Zhong Yihan stopped.
The classroom was very quiet, both students and parents were lost in thought.
Obviously, Zhong Yihan's content inspired them more or less.
Zhong Yihan looked back at the entrance of the classroom and was almost startled by the crowd.
Unconsciously, the parents of the students in the two surrounding classrooms were also crowded outside the door. If it wasn't for President Tang that they were blocking the door, these parents would have come in early.
After a while, Zhong Yihan said: "This is my share, thank you."
After Zhong Yihan finished speaking, he took the initiative to step off the podium.
The enthusiastic applause is endless, and many people are very sorry that Zhong Yihan did not continue to talk.
As for the principal Tang at the door, he was happy because he listened to the teacher next to him. The experience that Zhong Yihan shared just now is really good. Many of the contents in it, even they listened, they felt amazing, even suddenly realized.
If they hadn't already passed the age of laying a foundation, maybe they would wish to practice the ten styles.
Although Zhong Yihan's sharing came to an abrupt end, even in the future, even if relying on these ten types of content, the teaching quality of their Anping No. 5 Middle School will be improved by another grade.
President Tang was very happy.
In order to improve the quality of their school's teachings, he used to go to Yazun, No.1 high school and others. There is no school to teach them, but now he has benefited a lot from a student. Thanks to Zhong Qiaoyue.
With Zhong Qiaoyue's qualifications, he believes that when she takes the entrance exam, she will certainly be amazing.
Zhong Yihan sat down in worship, and Zhong Qiaoyue happily said, "Brother, you are awesome."
Zhong Yihan said silently, "Go back and settle with you."
Zhong Qiaoyue didn't care but laughed more and more happily. She is in the limelight today. Whoever has such an elder brother can be proud.
After the parents' meeting, Zhong Yihan was surrounded by parents for various discussions and consultations. Among them, there were even some status people who voluntarily talked to him with an inferior tone. this is the effect of strength.
Zhong Yihan did not leave immediately but responded patiently one by one. Although he will leave for the college entrance examination after another half a month, Zhong Qiaoyue will have to stay at this school for at least one year, to establish a good relationship with parents. they can take care of her in the future.
After he finally got home, Zhong Yihan was paralyzed and sat on the sofa, without any energy.
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Zhong Qiaoyue brought a glass of water and handed it to Zhong Yihan: "Brother, you have such a good foundation, and you have time to teach me?"
Zhong Yihan said: "Want to learn?"
Zhong Qiaoyue nodded immediately.
Zhong Yihan laughed: "That's not easy. I told Teacher Zhang that it would be ok if he teaches you."
Zhong Qiaoyue's face suddenly changed, she knew how scary Zhang Shou's devil training was.
That was even Zhong Yihan's torture. She was only in her second year of junior high school and did not want to experience hell.
"Why don't you talk? Did you learn? You nodded and I'll call Teacher Zhang. "
Zhong Qiaoyue ran straight, leaving a sentence "Brother, you bad guy!"
Zhong Yihan hummed twice, drank the water in the cup.