You promised to practice martial arts, but you have mastered the golden body and Dharma?

Chapter 56 It’s time to dismantle the martial arts class system!
  At the end of the campaign, Li Jiu, accompanied by Lu Xing, went to the campus hospital to treat his wounds.

After applying the lubricating plaster, the split wound on my right arm squirmed to close, as if a centipede was crawling around the edge of the wound. It was itchy and painful, but it was nothing compared to the fierce medicinal baths before.

Soon, the doctor pulled off the white bandage and wrapped it around Li Jiu's right arm. A little blood seeped out, adding to the deterrent effect.

"Director Lu, no bones were injured. Just let the students rest for two days and not practice martial arts. If there is nothing else, I will go and get busy."

"it is good."

Li Jiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the exchange between the teacher and the doctor.

I didn't pay attention when I was on the martial arts training platform. Zhao Li's sword had actually cut three centimeters into the flesh, almost grazing the bone and scratching out without any politeness.

If you injure your bones and have to use Bone Renewal Jade Liquid, you will owe your teacher too much.

And that hurts.

"Li Jiu, how does it feel to defeat Zhao Li?"

Lu Xing stood in front of the water dispenser, picking up a stack of plastic cups with a relaxed look on his face, less serious.

"I feel a lot more relaxed." Li Jiu answered truthfully, but after a pause, he looked at Lu Xing again: "I'm just a little worried about Vice Principal Zhao Qiang."

"Don't worry, he's done."

Lu Xing pressed his index finger on the touch screen of the water dispenser, and the warm water flowed into the plastic cup. The steam was ethereal: "Before I came to Ninth Middle School, he relied on his connections in the Martial Arts Bureau to sit in the position of vice principal and monopolize resources. The assigned rights, I did a lot of things behind my back that were against my oath as a warrior."

"In the past few months, Xing Bureau has been looking for evidence of his crimes. The most serious crime is embezzling martial arts resources."

"Today, Zhao Qiang and the other three martial arts teachers will be put on trial, and the results should be available tomorrow."

"So you don't have to worry."

Lu Xing handed over a glass of warm water in his hand and placed it on the table in front of Li Jiu.

Li Jiu, who was listening attentively, his eyes glazed over for a moment: "Thank you, Teacher."

"Ah."

Seeing Lu Xing smiling slightly, Li Jiu's thoughts suddenly wandered and he asked, "Teacher, will all three ordinary martial arts teachers in No. 9 Middle School be put on trial?"

"Yes, we are all with Zhao Qiang, we can't run away."

Lu Xing said calmly.

"Then the martial arts class system has been cancelled?" Li Jiuxiao took a sip of warm water and looked at Lu Xing with a deep look.

"Yes, the principal and I do not agree with the martial arts class system. In a few days, when the principal recruits new martial arts teachers from outside, our No. 9 Middle School education system will usher in reforms." As he spoke, Lu Xing's eyes gradually deepened: "But before that, there's still a lot of mess to be sorted out."

"The whereabouts of the more than 200 remaining students in the martial arts class is a problem, there is no one to teach them for the time being, and there is also the most important problem of resource allocation."

"When the old system is broken, a new system must be re-established."

Hearing this, Li Jiu had already drank half a glass of warm water, and residual heat radiated from his chest, bringing out the long-buried stubbornness. At that moment, the first thoughts flashed through his mind.

Among the nine high schools in Xixiang City, except for No. 1 High School, which has a unique threshold, only No. 9 High School has a chance of being admitted to Wuhan University, so I came here.

I originally planned to work hard on weekdays and pass the assessment to enter the martial arts class in my senior year of high school. However, my spot was taken early. It was Xing Bureau who gave me the opportunity to squeeze into the martial arts class. But he is not the only talented student. Neither Liu Li nor Wu Qi can get the resources to match their potential. In order to enter the Wuhan University, they would rather spend money to learn boxing from themselves.

All the way up to now, the corruption of the martial arts class system has been fully visible, and the bitter taste is quite strong.

The resources that the students at the bottom struggle for and cannot get have become private benefits under the martial arts class system. Teachers like Wang Shan have been persecuting them for a long time.

They take the power of allocating resources into their own hands and allocate it to those close to them, rather than to those who are truly talented!
  It's really time to change the system.

Thinking of this, Li Jiu drank the warm water in one gulp, his eyes shining brightly: "Teacher, I think that the martial arts class's approach of concentrating resources is not wrong, but there is something wrong with the implementation plan."

Lu Xing raised his eyebrows and looked at Li Jiu, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes.

"Resources like Sword Sandalwood can only be concentrated on a small number of people. It is impossible for everyone to use it, but Martial Sandalwood can."

"Reform the system of martial arts classes so that becoming a martial arts student becomes an honor rather than a status."

"Teaching bodybuilding boxing is the same as other ordinary high schools. Teachers are no longer assigned to teach martial arts students. The inner area of ​​​​the training hall is open to all students. If you become a martial arts student, you can receive a piece of martial arts sandalwood every month, and other benefits. Business as usual."

Lu Xing looked thoughtful: "Then who decides the quota for martial arts students?"

"The students themselves."

Lu Xing's eyes flashed with surprise like the sound of strings playing on a piano string, and he squinted at Li Jiu's tough-eyed young face.

"Give the martial arts class a ranking range. Ordinary students can challenge any student in the martial arts class once every month, and the winner will take his place."

"Students who have not been able to enter the martial arts class for the time being can also be ranked. The top ten will be rewarded with one and only one martial arts sandalwood incense, ensuring that ordinary students also have the opportunity to be exposed to martial arts classes without opening up too much gap with students in the martial arts class. , and the resource consumption is not large, only one share per person!”

Li Jiu clenched his fists, feeling very excited.

Although it came from a momentary feeling, it was definitely not because of a hot head.

Saying these words, it's like the bad breath that has been accumulated for many years has finally been let out, and the trachea is clear!

He can still imagine how exciting and satisfying he would be if he could learn the complete body-building boxing when he entered No. 9 Middle School!
  If I have another chance to rely on my own efforts to obtain a Wushu University that is beyond the reach of low-level students, my sweat every day will be filled with longing for Wuhan University!
  "There is really a stubbornness from the bottom in his bones."

Seeing Lu Xing shaking his head and chuckling, Li Jiu frowned slightly and asked tentatively: "Teacher, isn't this okay?"

"No, this is good. You are much more thorough than I thought. Maybe Colonel Liu will appreciate you especially here," Lu Xing raised the corner of his mouth, his angular face was much gentler: "I will adopt your suggestion. Leave a path for promotion for ordinary students."

"Thank you, teacher."

Lu Xing patted Li Jiu's shoulder encouragingly, looking at the clean-faced young man in front of him, his thoughts flowed back to more than ten years ago.

Also in Ninth Middle School.

A middle-aged man also patted me on the shoulder. At that time, I was in high spirits, and my clenched fists despised the unfair distribution of resources.

He also held his head high and his chest high, his eyes bright.

Maybe seeing Li Jiu now is like when the teacher met him.

Xixiang City No. 9 Middle School met another swordsman genius who rose from the bottom.

(End of this chapter)