covet her

"Remember a little thing for such a long time, what's the point?" Jiang Ming was full of anger, angry and impatient, "The dead are the first, and grandma is the elder. What's wrong with the grandchildren? What is there to care about?"

Jiang Linlin and Lin Shixi have a good relationship, and they know a little about the inside story. Now that they heard such an outrageous sentence, they immediately rolled their eyes.

"Wow, what kind of living Bodhisattva is this?" Jiang Linlin's attitude was unceremonious, "Am I still in No. [-] Middle School? I always feel as if I'm standing in Daleiyin Temple."

Shen Wang glanced sideways, the impatience in his eyes was obvious, and his tone was cold: "Because it's still early today, you take your ID card, go to Jiangzhou Airport, buy a ticket to Leshan, Sichuan, there is a Big Buddha, let it come down, you go up."

"..."

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd.

Jiang Ming's face suddenly brightened, and suddenly the sound of a loudspeaker came from behind the surrounding students, and it was Shi Sang who was shouting: "The student union temporarily checks people, and if they don't return to the classroom within 3 minutes, twenty points will be deducted, and they will be fined for cleaning." Two weeks in the library toilet; the last one to return to the classroom, ten points will be deducted, and the cleaning of the auditorium will be fined for one week.”

As soon as the words fell, the melon-eating crowd disappeared in an instant.

It was replaced by another group of people - the teachers of the Ninth Middle School.

It was Liner who called.

Because a group of students wearing vocational school uniforms came across the road, and there seemed to be teachers from their school among them. Lin Er thought that if the other teachers were here, then the Ninth Middle School must also find teachers to support the scene.

She was really thoughtful.

But what she never expected was that the teachers of both sides started fighting when they disagreed.

And they fought in the dark, with no distinction between the enemy and ourselves.

Director Qian's front teeth were broken in two, and he never backed down. People said that two fists are hard to beat four hands, but he forcefully swung his fists with the momentum of "one man guards the gate, ten thousand men cannot open it". .

In the end, the teacher on the other side was beaten into a daze, and fled the scene with all four feet lifted off the ground by the students.

In the end, Lin Shixi didn't go to the old lady's funeral.

The security guard at No. [-] Middle School was very strong, and he was determined not to let students from other schools come in. Under Jiang Zonghuai's and the old man's instructions, Jiang Ming came to her several times, but was stopped by the security guard.

These days in school have calmed down. Apart from classes, there are usually exams.

Major exams, small exams, monthly exams, weekly exams, plus classroom exams.

Lin Shixi suddenly remembered the special bank card issued by the school for student scholarships, and went to check the balance on purpose, seven digits, and the number of the balance was still rolling up steadily and rapidly.

There are many exams in the third year of senior high school. After each exam, the school will issue scholarships according to the results. The top ten in the class will receive a scholarship of 1 yuan, and the number one in a single subject will receive another [-] yuan in scholarships.

On the day the results are issued, the scholarship will arrive on time.

Lin Shixi thought of those bright red banners he saw on campus when he first started high school. .

——"When you come to Ninth Middle School, you don't need Sicong to be your husband."

——"If you work hard, buying a house with bonuses is so easy."

——There is also a horizontal comment: "Learn to be rich."

The Ninth High School really did not deceive her. Learning can not only make you rich, but you can also get rich suddenly.

In mid-March, the Jiangzhou one-model exam began.

Ninth Middle School is good at science, but its overall scores in liberal arts are a bit lower, especially Chinese. Although Lao Chen is the head teacher of the next class, he is also the Chinese teacher of the second class. When Chinese is mentioned, he starts to frown.

The class bell has already rang, and the papers have not yet been handed out. Lao Chen picked up the top test paper, looked at it and began to sigh: "I have to say this classical Chinese part [-] times. Why do some students Why don’t you just listen? It’s less than a hundred days before the college entrance examination is full, and if you don’t study hard, the college entrance examination will be full of absurd words and tears of bitterness.”

After rambling on for a long story, he finally got to the point: "Your test paper really made my blood pressure go up to [-], so let's talk about this translation question for points, 'There is no one else, but you are familiar with it'— —How many times have I told this question? Why do some students translate it wrong? Who translated it into "That's it, it doesn't matter if you have a hand?"? This student stood up and showed me."

The stage was quiet.

No one stood up, and the students all looked around, and this master who could do it with hands was also very curious.

Seeing that there was no response for a long time, Lao Chen looked down the stage: "Why, are you still embarrassed? I don't mean to criticize you, but I want you to stand up and tell everyone your thoughts and what you think."

Still no one.

Lao Chen shook the paper in his hand: "Then I'll call the roll?"

His eyes fell on the column of the name, and he opened his mouth and shouted: "Shen—"

Then came a sudden brake, and swallowed the word "arrogant" that was about to blurt out. Old Chen was stunned for a moment, and after a closer look, the name column was indeed written with the word "arrogant".

Ah, it's the students in their class.

Old Chen was silent for a while, then coughed twice, and put down the paper: "I'm sorry, I took the wrong one, I probably didn't pay attention when sorting out the papers, and someone from another class came in, let's move on to the next one." Classmates."

He picked up another copy and continued to talk about the problem of classical Chinese translation: "It's still the same question, how did this classmate translate it--'It's nothing, just familiar with it'. Oh, when doing the question, you need to use Think about it carefully, is this translation really smooth? Don’t you think it’s a bit scary? Come on, the classmate I mentioned just now, stand up first—”

He habitually looked at the column of names, and saw a familiar name——Xie Yan.

Lao Chen: "..."

Old Chen finally realized that something was wrong. He seemed to have taken the wrong paper. This stack of test papers should be from the same class.

No wonder the more he read down, the higher his blood pressure.

Okay, let's not talk about the test papers in today's class, let's talk about something else first.

It seems that it's not that there is a problem with the Chinese scores of the second class, but that there is a big problem with their first class.

After the grades were obtained, the school also held a commendation meeting, asking the parents of the students to be present as much as possible. The head teachers of each class will speak on stage. Parents can take this opportunity to communicate with the teachers and understand their children's learning situation.

The vice-principal asked to print out the photos of the top ten students in the grade department, turned them into huge posters, and pasted them at the entrance of the auditorium.

At first glance, it looks a bit like a photography art exhibition.

The top students who were hung on the wall were ashamed and really didn't want to see their huge, life-sized posters. When they went to the auditorium, they always walked around the main entrance.