Chapter 46: Teacher Zhang’s Difficult Choice

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The students were mischievous and did not seem to want to learn at all. They never listened to the teacher.

Especially the students this year, they were even more unruly.

When school had just started, some students complained that she was too strict. The parents of the students even went to look for the principal, and she was even scolded by the principal.

This further dampened her passion for work!

She was even scared out of her wits by the ‘pet’ that her student was raising.

This did not seem like the daily life of a form teacher!

The situation in the class was giving her a headache.The grades in the class were so bad that it was difficult to look at them. The class was at the bottom of the cohort which only had a few classes and there were barely any students who were serious about their studies.

Among the class monitor and committee members selected, none of them took their position seriously.

As the form teacher, she had no presence. Her students kept calling out “Chaochao, Sister Chaochao” as if she was the one speaking in the class.

It was almost Teachers’ Day. In the office, the teachers of the other classes were talking about the gifts given by the students in their class. She felt even more upset.

She received nothing except anger. She wasn’t bothered by the gifts, but she felt that the students didn’t care about her at all.

When she returned to the teachers’ dormitory assigned by the school at night, Zhang Xiaohan was extremely depressed. She accidentally flipped to the letter her father had written to her, and felt even more exhausted and confused. She was a girl who had left home to work outside. Her father would write to her every week.

Previously, her father had written letters asking if she was busy with work and had told her about the things that had happened in the family recently.

However, the content of the last letter made Zhang Xiaohan feel terrible.

It said that her cousin had only gone to primary school before but had gone to the big city for more opportunities. Now that she had found a partner, she was even planning to build a house for her family and so on.

Later on, he even told her work in the big city with her cousin. There was no future for her teaching in this small mountain village.

This letter placed even more pressure on Zhang Xiaohan.

She liked teaching and liked this profession. This was also what motivated her to insist on becoming a university student.

However, dreams were different from reality. She had only worked for a year, but she was already exhausted. This letter from her father made her even more confused

Did she make the wrong choice?

She shouldn’t have stayed in this small mountain village, letting her parents feel like they were being mocked?

Whether she should leave this place and go to the big city made it difficult for Zhang Xiaohan to decide!

The next day, when Zhang Xiaohan arrived at the classroom, the school bell had already rung. The class was still chaotic.

The class monitor and her deskmate were chatting happily.Wang Xiaomei, who always complained to her parents, was applying adult makeup on her face.

The students with the worst grades in the class were not seated and were playing around.

Even the “Sister Chaochao” who had the most say in the class was leaning on the table listlessly.

This situation made Zhang Xiaohan feel even more exhausted.

At this moment, she decided to give up this job and explore the big city with her cousin.

Zhang Xiaohan silently stepped into the classroom. Only then did the students in the class restrain themselves a little, but they did not stop making noise.

She no longer had the motivation to teach. It was useless anyway, she would only waste her breath.

She seemed to not notice the situation of the students below the podium and said expressionlessly, “We will be starting on a new topic today. Flip to the firstâ€;”

Before she could finish speaking, she became silent.

When she bent down to pick up the chalk, she saw a bouquet of flowers under the table..