tenth year of teaching

Chapter 216 The Circle
Circles are a very important factor, especially for people who like to live in groups.

Xiaobai is surrounded by buddies with similar interests and hobbies. Although they can talk to each other, they are not very hard-working people.After reading the book for more than ten years, everyone is extremely boring and accustomed to muddle along.

The same is true for Tao Li, with Xia Lin's supervision by his side, and his family's extremely strict supervision after he failed the high school entrance examination.He barely maintained his position in the top thirty of his grade.But like Xiaobai, it seems impossible to go further.

This is something that there is no way to do in early summer. The class style of a class determines the academic performance of students. However, the formation of class style sometimes depends on the influence of peers in addition to the head teacher and classroom teachers.To put it simply, when a group of cats does not pounce on a mouse, everyone will turn a blind eye, and over time they will all become cats that cannot catch mice.

At this time, a cat must rush forward, and a large number of cats will inevitably follow behind.Therefore, who is the destroyer of this circle, the No. 1 who breaks out is the most important.

The No. [-] High School is already a third-category school after being pinched for the top, and it is even more difficult to find a top one.There is no way to start in early summer. Both Xiaobai and Tao Li have weaknesses that cannot be ignored, that is, they do not work hard enough and lack a strong desire to learn, although they still look good at the beginning.

Everyone was boiling frogs in warm water, waiting for who would fall asleep first.At that time, I was entering my third year of high school. This year, the school began to make great efforts to cultivate art students, especially art students.Huo School proposes to have 300 first-year undergraduate students. This is an almost impossible figure. No class has ever reached this number since the school was founded.

Wang Haoqiang gritted his teeth and agreed, thinking for a long time before assigning tasks to each class.There are a total of twelve classes. After the peak number of students in the early days of the school, the total number has now dropped to more than forty students per class, and the number of grade-level classes has also been reduced from sixteen to twelve.

Although the undergraduate admission rate in BJ City has been increasing year by year in recent years, this data is really difficult. It has never been reached and it gives everyone a headache.Complaints abounded, and Wang Haoqiang dismantled the data directly and asked each class to contribute 25 undergraduates, regardless of arts and sciences.

I was very depressed in early summer. When this class took over, it was at the bottom of the grade. Now after a year of cleaning up, although there has been some progress, it is still at the bottom.It’s not the same starting point at all. How can we achieve the same results as other classes?

Xu Hui was still partnered with Chu Xia. After the meeting, she got angry and started to curse while standing in the corridor.

"Do you understand teaching or not? Different starting points require the same results. In the end, after the college entrance examination, some people are so tired that they can't get the bonus, while some people feel comfortable for a year and finally get the highest bonus. What kind of logic is this? Why do I get it every year? Take the last class?" Xu Hui shouted loudly.

Wang Haoqiang remained silent in the conference room. He was well aware of the complaints made by many veteran teachers openly and secretly.Sometimes, I have to bite the bullet and endure it, all for the sake of school results.With the huge changes in the reform of the college entrance examination, and the fact that the No. [-] Affiliated Middle School is positioned as a school with artistic characteristics by the director of the district education committee, it has become more difficult to take the pure text of the cultural courses, and it has become more important to discover the students' strengths through different channels. .

Chu Xia understood what Wang Haoqiang meant, so on the basis of the school's overall grade meeting, she made appointments with many parents of low-achieving parents to come to school to talk about art studies and other matters.At this stage, an undergraduate degree is definitely better than a junior college degree. If it is not a specific skill, at least an undergraduate degree can help students have a wider range of jobs in the future.

"Did you know? This year's recruitment of civil servants in Yuyang District requires a bachelor's degree as a prerequisite. This is a stepping stone. If you don't have a bachelor's degree, you can't even register."

"Teacher, how much does it cost to learn this?"

Looking at the rural parents in front of them with rough palms and thick joints between their fingers, Chu Xia couldn't bear it.

"About [-] to [-] yuan. You have to ask the studio about this, because the school cannot provide special training."

"Oh, so much? Teacher, it's not that we don't want to teach our children, it's really that we can't make so much money in a year."

Most of the parents are worried about money, which is different from the urban area. Although they are all in BJ, the economy in the suburbs is much lower.Especially in a water conservation ecological zone like Yuyang, heavy industry must be sacrificed for the sake of the environment, and all pollution is not allowed to enter the zone.

The economic base determines the superstructure. I don’t know why Chu Xia came up with this sentence in my mind. Political theory does come from reality.She was also helpless. She had to be steady and ruthless in doing this kind of work. She said it was for the sake of grades, but in fact it was also for the better development of the students.

But as long as money is involved, most parents will look at schools and teachers through colored glasses.Yuyang is still too poor. Even if it is investment in education, even if it is clearly stated that it is responsible for the children's lifetime, it is difficult to continue the work.

"Has the class leader found your parents?" Liu Zijian asked Pei Xueqing.

"Looking for it, my mother doesn't agree to it." Pei Xueqing looked in the mirror and curled her eyelashes.

"Why? Your family is not short of money." Liu Zijian was surprised.

"My family is not short of money. My mother has already told me that I can just take a college entrance examination and go home to my father to get the money and get married directly. Why should I learn that stuff? I'm not that kind of material. I can eat it myself. No pain." Pei Xueqing didn't care.

Liu Zijian took the opportunity to sit on her desk and pulled down the mirror.

"Stop it, learning art is fun, don't you want to give it a try? Zhang Haotian and I are planning to go, and so is Jiang Qi. His mother has almost agreed, and has already gone to see the studio. It's a good idea to have a piece with you. ." Liu Zijian is so mean.

Pei Xueqing grabbed the mirror and said, "You have a companion, a bunch of old men, what are we doing with you? You're talking nonsense."

Liu Zijian lowered his head and continued: "Let's go together and give it a try. I won't delay anything for you?"

Pei Xueqing rolled her eyes, feeling a little excited.When I went home in the evening and told my mother, as expected, the mother who was holding her brother immediately became angry.

"Why do you want to learn that stuff? Just finish the college entrance examination and get a bachelor's degree. You are not that material at all. When you were a kid, you painted like ghosts. What a shame. Your dad has a lot of trouble. I can’t stand you being such a waste, why don’t I give you money to get married after graduation?”

Pei Xueqing curled her lips and said back: "Isn't it just because I'm afraid of spending your son's money? Virtue."

"Hey, you damn girl, I raised you so big in vain." My mother got angry and rushed up to pinch her.

Pei Xueqing ducked back to her room and locked the door. No matter how much her mother yelled and cursed outside, she put on her headphones and turned the music up to maximum.

'What university?No chance with me. 'I thought silently in my heart, so I didn't really care.

　2019.12.11 As the end of the term approaches, there are many things going on.In fact, these are all excuses. The main reason is that the story feels like it can't go on and is about to reach its darkest time.I always think about how to explain it well, including so many rich and rich lives around me, but I just feel that I am short of words and cannot describe even one percent of it.The story still has to end, but not now. I still want to settle it a little more and see how it can be put on paper?Even if few people are watching, or no one is watching, I am just telling it to myself.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)