Ryan had always listened to advice since he was young. He pursed his lips and accepted the plaster.
The students' baseline test ended on Tuesday evening, and Ryan left a group of students for evening self-study. As planned in the morning, Teacher Dawa went to the home of Dasang Quzhen and another elderly person who needed care, cooked dinner for them, and made their beds. There was also a child in Class 1 whose elderly was unable to move around, so Teacher Tsering went over to help him clean and put him on the bed.
Ryan felt much more relaxed after the students put on the school uniforms with their names printed on them. There are only about thirty students in his class, and there are six whose names contain "Zaxi". At present, he can only identify Zhaxi Zhuoga.
The students were studying downstairs while he was sitting at the podium grading papers.
Ryan hopes that he can bring the most ordinary and common life in the third year of junior high school to his students. His idea has always been simple. He is here to teach, not to spread love. A graduating class should look like a graduating class.
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