At the Dean's office, Yan Cheng handed the registration form to the teacher in charge of competitions. He visited this office almost every week. The dean always used their familiarity to ask him for favors, treating him like a errand boy.
"Chengzi, you're here again! Perfect, help me tell your homeroom teacher that the midterm exams will be held right after the May Day holiday. After this midterm, we'll have a parent-teacher conference to discuss the class division with the parents. Also, have him notify the other homeroom teachers in his office."
Yan Cheng, who had already reached the door, was called back by the dean. Yan Cheng replied with a "Okay" and went to complete the task.
When Yan Cheng went to the homeroom teacher's office, Teacher Xu was eating potato chips, which stunned Yan Cheng. He was so old, yet he still enjoyed snacks favored by young people.
"Teacher Xu, the dean asked me to inform you." Yan Cheng conveyed the message to Teacher Xu.
"Want some chips?" After hearing him out, Teacher Xu offered the cucumber-flavored chips bag to Yan Cheng.
A female teacher beside them chuckled, making Yan Cheng feel a bit awkward. Should he take it or not? In the end, he accepted a chip to give Teacher Xu face.
"Thank you, teacher! I'm leaving." Yan Cheng quickly said goodbye and left.
He hurried back to the classroom. The physics teacher was already on the podium, fiddling with his equipment. It seemed like there would be something interesting to see in this physics class. Because the physics teacher was older and not familiar with electronic products, he always wrote on the blackboard during class. His approach to physics tools gave the impression of being half-baked, even a bit comical. However, his explanations of physics were very clear, likely due to years of teaching experience that taught him how to make students understand.
"Teacher, do you need any help?" Yan Cheng politely asked as he passed by him.
The physics teacher looked up, adjusted his glasses, and recognized Yan Cheng. He smiled, his face crinkling, "No need, this old man can still handle these things."
Yan Cheng nodded and returned to his seat. He saw Li Wei secretly doing something and acting furtively when he saw Yan Cheng arrive.
"Brother Wei, what are you doing?" Yan Cheng leaned over to look but didn't control his strength, almost knocking Li Wei to the ground.
"Hahahaha, can you two be more careful!" He Lele, unlike Wang Muman, reacted quickly and burst into laughter at the front.
Yan Cheng took full responsibility for this mishap. He helped Li Wei up and saw what Li Wei was doing. It turned out he was assembling a model, but what was there to hide about that? Yan Cheng wanted to ask, but the bell rang, and he had to let it go.
During the physics class, the words on the blackboard were neat and orderly, showing that the teacher was very rigorous, like an old scholar. However, his way of speaking was very approachable. He Lele's evaluation was: "Even I can understand him."
Before the end of the class, the physics teacher said, "Next month, physics class will cover electricity. Students who do not intend to choose science can slack off a bit during physics class. I can also tell from the homework that some students truly have no intention of studying physics, but the final exam will still include supplementary questions. That's all for today."
This statement caused some students to cheer. Physics was something best left to those with sharper minds.