Chapter 1277: Her Part-Time Job

He Xiyan headed to an art school at Ye City after cla.s.s. This school had just opened the year before and mainly focused on teaching art to five to six-year-olds

She had been teaching at this school for two weeks. She mainly taught two cla.s.ses on Thursdays and Fridays, and four cla.s.ses on Sat.u.r.days and Sundays. She mainly taught small group cla.s.ses. Most teachers could earn between 100 to 200 dollars for each cla.s.s, but she was only paid 50 dollars per cla.s.s because she was still a student.

She wasn’t too bothered by this because she hadn’t graduated and didn’t have a lot of experience, so there was no way she could compare to the more experienced teachers.

She thought 50 dollars per cla.s.s was a good deal because this meant that she could earn 700 dollars a week and almost 3,200 dollars a month including additional allowances.

She would always arrive 30 minutes before her cla.s.ses and made use of this time to prepare for her lessons. She would also show her lesson materials to the more experienced teachers who taught at the school and those teachers would also give constructive comments that helped her constantly helped her improve.

She remembered that she had been so nervous that her face flushed red when she taught her first lesson. However, after those two weeks of teaching at this school, she could now teach confidently and naturally in front of her students and looked more like a proper teacher.

She believed that she would only get better as she gained more experience.

She taught two cla.s.ses that day and it was 8:40 PM by the time she finished.

She cleaned the cla.s.sroom after her students left. She kept the drawing paper and brushes before she mopped the floor clean.

It was 9 PM by the time she had finished cleaning the cla.s.sroom. The princ.i.p.al approached her after she was done.

The princ.i.p.al of the school was very young and he was only in his thirties.

“Miss He…” Mr. Li said as he gave her a pat on the shoulder.

He Xiyan turned and smiled at him.

She felt a little nervous because she was afraid that she would be fired for not doing a good job.

“h.e.l.lo, Mr. Li…” she said.

Mr. Li, the princ.i.p.al, smiled warmly at her and looked at her contemplatively.

“Miss He, I’ve noticed some improvement in your cla.s.ses and you’ve been doing well over the past few days. However, your dressing…” he started before he stopped.

She bent down and studied her clothes. She wore a white t-s.h.i.+rt and dark blue jeans paired with a pair of white canvas shoes. These were very ordinary clothes.

These were all she could afford and she couldn’t afford to buy anything that was more expensive.

He Xiyan stiffened in embarra.s.sment. She guessed that the princ.i.p.al probably felt that her clothes were too ordinary because the parents who sent their children here would have the impression that the school paid such low wages that they couldn’t even afford to buy proper clothes.

Mr. Li opened his bag, dug out his wallet, and took out a wad of cash. He counted the money and handed her 14 notes.

“Miss He, this is your hourly pay for the past two weeks of lessons. We normally pay the teachers on a monthly basis but I’ll give you your salary in advance. Please buy more mature-looking clothes and some make-up for yourself. I’m sure you know that the parents place a lot of emphasis on a teacher’s experience. You dress like a teenage girl, so the parents would suspect that you don’t have any experience. I’d like you to dress more maturely in the future and try to make yourself look like a teacher in your twenties.”