Super Teacher

Seeing that the students didn't move, Wang Feng nodded his head and smiled: "Okay, let's start the class. Before class, please listen to an English song, "The Sound of Silence", sung by me. "Don't worry, Old Wang from the class next door has a good throat."    

    

"Haha …" The students smiled with goodwill before returning to their serious state of teaching.    

    

One had to say, the students of the Important Class were truly in the heavens when it came to lessons. Their class eight was on the ground floor of the eighteenth floor.    

    

"Hellodarkness, myoldfriend..." The moment Wang Feng started singing, everyone was stunned. Even Hee Minxuan, who heard Wang Feng sing for the second time, was also stunned.    

    

Wang Feng's voice was hoarse and low, but it was full of magnetism, which was different from the high-pitched, sissy voices of pop stars. It was so mesmerizing to hear, along with the melody and lyrics of the song.    

    

"This is …" A professional singer is so good! "    

    

"No, even professional singers can't sing such a melody!"    

    

"This is too extreme!"    

    

The others only thought Wang Feng sang very well, but Hee Minxuan heard sadness and loneliness from the song. It was like a scar on her soul that she couldn't heal even if she wanted to.    

    

"He's a man with a story …" Hee Minxuan's gaze turned softer as she looked at Wang Feng.    

    

After he finished singing, there was a moment of silence. After a while, thunderous applause rang out, "Alright!"    

    

"It's so nice to listen to!"    

    

Only Teacher Huang muttered below: "Acting coquettishly! Flowery! I really don't know what singing has to do with today's class! "    

    

"Thank you, thank you." Wang Feng regained his calm smile, "The reason why we have to sing this song is because this song is related to the text we learned today..."    

    

Wang Feng started with a song and explained slowly.    

    

Compared to the class he taught in his own class, Wang Feng's class was taught in English all the way without using half a Chinese word.    

    

His voice was slow and steady, and his tone was soft. It was as if he were telling a very good story.    

    

Wang Feng also interacted with students during this period, and the interaction was completely real because he didn't even know the students' names. All he knew was to point at them and shout "thishandsomeboy" and "thatbeauty".    

    

After the first class ended, only when Wang Feng announced that forty-five minutes had passed and stopped did everyone realize that the class had already ended. While they were cheering, they also felt like they were not done yet.    

    

However, all the students and teachers still stood up and applauded Wang Feng at the same time: "Teacher Wang, you're awesome!"    

    

"Teacher Wang, I hope that I can still listen to your lessons in the future!"    

    

"Sure." Wang Feng laughed, "The gate of Class 8 is wide open. A voice is shouting: Come in, you can all hear Teacher Wang's English class."    

    

"Haha …" The students of class one laughed heartily in their hearts. Even the teacher in charge of listening felt his heart warm up when he saw that scene.    

    

"To be able to leave such a deep impression on a student in just a single lesson, this is what a true teacher is like!"    

    

"To be able to prepare a lesson within five minutes, that is strength!"    

    

Teacher Huang's face was as white as paper and he stopped talking.    

    

She knew that she had lost a lot of face this time.