Chapter 230 Teaching and Teacher
After the tea party, the days became calm again.
Wen Rensheng patiently taught the class for two weeks, and of course, he taught the students at home on a small scale.
When teaching in the club, use one layer of overlay, and when you go home, use two layers of overlay.
The master's teaching skills are naturally extraordinary. There are three people in the family who are interested in learning from him.
Zhao Han, Wang Wenwen, and his mother Ouyang Ling.
Wang Wenwen is about to learn the mysterious spirit summoning technique, which is more than twice as fast as the students in the club.
After all, she has learned mystical painting skills a long time ago. Now she can try to perform some simple spirit summoning rituals. Even if the effect is not fake, it can also be used in many ways.
Zhao Han needs to study for a while, at least to correct her abstract painting skills first.
Although Ouyang Ling is older, she is still very enthusiastic about learning. She is learning all three skills step by step, but her time is limited, so she is not as good as two young people.
Wu Shanshan, on the other hand, is not interested at all, because her spirit summoning skills are no worse than Wen Rensheng's.
After watching the three people’s learning progress, Wen Rensheng deeply understood how Lao Zhao felt before.
If you can meet a good teacher, you are really lucky in your life.
It definitely makes sense why housing in school districts is so expensive. Empty words can deceive people, but real money will never deceive people.
It can improve children's learning progress by hundreds of percent. As long as parents have the resources, which parent is not willing to invest?
Top students all study 12 hours or even 16 hours a day, with the same efforts and the same qualifications. The final gap is due to external resources.
Teachers are one of the most important resources.
It is very different from the learning of ordinary knowledge. The learning effect of mysterious skills is immediate.
As long as you learn it, you will make money.
A large amount of general knowledge is actually only used for ranking. It can only help you enter a higher threshold to learn, but it cannot be directly used to make money in the actual industry.
If you want to turn your skills into money-making skills, you have to go deep into relevant industries and polish your knowledge into practical skills. This is an extremely arduous process that can take several years or even more than ten years.
Is it like making money if you can get 100 points on math test every time?
It’s impossible. You have to combine it with other knowledge, work hard, and even put down your face to make money.
For example, social knowledge, such as market competition awareness.
First go online and find friends who are willing to spend money to buy homework, and then successfully sell your 100% math skills, and finally turn it into a money-making skill - ghostwriting math homework.
If you only know how to study, you will never be able to achieve this thrilling leap of turning knowledge into money.
But the mysterious skills are different. Once you learn them, you can make money immediately.
There are only a few hundred thousand mutants in total, and mysterious skills have always been in short supply.
Some people take the initiative to come to you. This is a seller's market.
So he, a master-level teacher, is a treasure of strategic significance.
Both Zhao Han and Wang Wenwen understand this now.
So when Wen Rensheng was at home, he lived more and more like a wealthy landlord.
Before, Wang Wenwen was a little arrogant and alienated from him, but now he has turned into a flattering sycophant.
"Teacher, you eat watermelon. I learned to grow it from Teacher Wu in the greenhouse. It is ripened by the power of alien species. I am not willing to even feed Xiaofeng." Wang Wenwen will A plate of watermelon was served.
"Well, you are filial." Wen Rensheng leaned on the sofa, picked up a piece of watermelon and tasted it.
It's really good, it's refreshing to cool down, and eating watermelon in winter has a unique flavor.
Zhao Han was beating his shoulders from behind, like an honest maid.
Wu Shanshan walked in from the outside and gave him a disgusted look: "What is it like? Get up quickly. Today is New Year's Day. Don't you prepare anything?"
"What are you preparing for? Oh. , I remembered that after New Year's Day, I have to help Lao Liu and the others teach the new aliens, and you are among them," Wen Rensheng said suddenly.
"I don't know about those things about you. What I'm talking about is the New Year's visit. There are so many relatives and friends, why don't you take a look?" Wu Shanshan said with a headache.
When Wen Rensheng heard this, he excused himself: "Oh, just represent me in this matter. It's not the Spring Festival. You don't need to be so serious. If you buy any gifts, they will be charged to my account."
Hearing him This was obviously laziness, but Wu Shanshan was not angry, but said with a hint of joy: "You said this yourself, don't blame me if something goes wrong." "What kind of trouble can this make? My relatives are all good people. By the way, I'd better go to my master's side in person, and you can go and visit the others." Wen Rensheng straightened up.
“Humph…” Wu Shanshan’s face changed slightly, but she didn’t say anything more and turned around and left.
"Teacher, why did Sister Shanshan suddenly become unhappy?" Zhao Han stopped the maid's work and asked in surprise.
"It's okay, go ahead and study. Learn early and practice early. Director Li of the Dongling County Sheriff's Office called me last week to ask if I had any students who had completed the course. He should be transferred to him quickly so that he can deal with the recent frequent incidents. ..." Wen Rensheng waved his hand.
"I know, I promise to learn it within a week, and I will definitely not be worse than Wen Wen." Zhao Han said with great enthusiasm and a strong desire to express himself.
Wang Wenwen gloated and said: "You, be careful if you are too greedy to learn too much, so you should make up for your lessons honestly. Wait until next year, no, after the college entrance examination this year."
"No, I I asked Sister Shanshan before, and she said that the spirit summoning technique can help develop the brain, improve intelligence, and can form a kind of companionship with my extraordinary memory," Zhao Han said eloquently.
“What are you talking about? That’s called resonance,” Wang Wenwen said with a headache. “You’ve made up nouns. Mysterious skills are imprinted on different species. If they are the same type of skills, they can promote each other. This is Similar to general knowledge, if I am good at mathematics, it will be easy to master programming.”
"Oh, I got it."
Wen Rensheng had already walked out of the living room. He picked out two large watermelons from the greenhouse in front, put them into a bag in the trunk of the car, and then drove out.
Zhao Han watched from behind and muttered secretly: "Wenwen, have you noticed that there is always something not right between the teacher, Manager Wei, and Sister Shanshan? "
"Don't ask around, that's not something you can mess with." Wang Wenwen said while eating the remaining watermelon, but she could see more.
"Alas, the world of adults is too complicated. No, after New Year's Day, I will be 18 years old, and I will also be an adult." Zhao Han said in a panic.
"What are you afraid of? Isn't it good to get older? When I was underage, if I wanted to apply for a bank card, my mother had to follow me to get it." Wang Wenwen said nonchalantly.
“But I heard them say that they look forward to birthdays before they turn 18 and hate birthdays after they turn 18. It’s really sad.” Zhao Han’s eyes were dull.
Wang Wenwen snorted coldly: "They? Those are what ordinary people say. We mutants don't have to hate our birthdays until we are 50 years old."
"That's right, teacher. With such a powerful teaching method, I don’t have to worry about becoming an expert at all.” Zhao Han finally became excited, and then said embarrassedly,
“Oh, I always feel that this is unfair, many people are smarter than me. There are many, but there is no such opportunity.”
"Is there anything fair in this world? My mother raised me, protected me and educated me, and then beat me and scolded me to control me. Do you think this is fair?" Wang Wenwen asked disdainfully.
"Well, that's fair. Hello, auntie." Zhao Han walked towards the door of the living room and greeted.
"Humph, it's all the rest of what I played before, so you don't want to play anymore. Even if she were here, I would dare to say this." Wang Wenwen mocked without raising his head.
"Very good, Wang Wenwen, do you think that since you are an adult, I can't control you?"
Wang Cuiyan's cold voice then sounded, in the winter, it can kill people Chilled to the bone.
"Mom, why are you here?" Wang Wenwen quickly stood up, took out a piece of watermelon from the plate, brought it to him, and said with a flattering look on his face, "Here, you eat the melon."
"Huh, don't be here. Pretend to be filial to me here.”
Even so, Wang Cuiyan still took the watermelon and finished it in two or three bites.
Zhao Han smiled hoarsely, as expected, they were mother and daughter, both of whom had no resistance to delicious food.
"Xiaohan, isn't Manager Wenren here?" Wang Cuiyan walked in and put a gift bag in her hand on the coffee table.
"Oh, the teacher just left. Uncle Wenren is retreating behind him. Do you want me to call him?" Zhao Han quickly replied.
"No, don't disturb his father," Wang Cuiyan shook his head and said, "Wenwen, come with me to see your grandpa today, just for two days, and I'll be back tomorrow."
" Oh, I understand." Wang Wenwen said honestly.
When Wang Cuiyan heard this, she was slightly startled, and then her mood became a bit complicated.
How can this stubborn girl be so obedient?
Why does my daughter have to be taught by a tutor to become well-behaved and sensible?
But if you live with yourself, you will have a small quarrel every three days and a big quarrel every five days?
Are you really being too strict?
But how can children know that if they didn’t teach strictly when they were young and only cared about a happy childhood, they would blame their parents again when they grow up?
After all, humans are animals born with regrets.
(End of this chapter)