"Alright, Wang Ling, you can sit down now," Lan Wei sighed deeply. She had already foreseen that teaching this class would be like living through a nightmare.
After one class, Lan Wei felt completely disoriented. She had no idea what she had taught; she mechanically went through the curriculum. The lack of engagement from the students made her feel like she was talking to herself.
Back in her office, Lan Wei was surprised to find another older female teacher who seemed to be searching for something.
"Hello, are you also a teacher for Grade 3, Class 8?" Lan Wei inquired eagerly.
The older teacher looked at Lan Wei suspiciously and then nodded, saying, "Oh, I remember you. You're Lan Wei, the new homeroom teacher for Grade 3, Class 8, right?"
"Yes, that's me!" Lan Wei's eyes welled up with tears. Finally, she had a chance to seek advice from another teacher in Grade 3, Class 8, on how to handle these difficult students.
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