Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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The students were very excited, whether they had good grades or poor grades, they all felt hopeful.

West Fort Middle School is not a big middle school like No. 1 Middle School. There are only many people in junior high school, high school and high school plus returning classes. There are 125 places, which means that 1/4 of the students have the opportunity to get a scholarship, and the students who are slightly lower in the middle class have a jump. , might be able to arrive.

There are smart ones who finish their meal with a snort, turn around and run to the classroom, preparing to cram for a while to review. There are also some students who are top students on weekdays, intentionally or unintentionally slow down their eating speed, and look calm and calm.

In the two connected bungalows in the cafeteria, the attitudes of the teachers were polarized. Some people thought it was good, and helping classmates was always a good thing. Some people think that the idea is good and the method is wrong.

"Yang Rui is a student himself, how can he give students exams and scholarships?" Qi Yuan, a political teacher, complained, but said: "Mr. Lu, Yang Rui is your student, you can tell."

The tall chemistry teacher, Zhuang Musheng, was amused: "Why don't you talk about it yourself?"

"Teacher Lu is Yang Rui's class teacher, and he will be responsible for managing Yang Rui. What, I said wrong?" Qi Yuan has an uncle who became an official, and he was transferred to West Fort Middle School a few years ago, although it is not a good job , and finally settled his status as a cadre. In recent years, he has considered transferring to the county. But he knows nothing but memorizing quotations, and he doesn't have a diploma. The principals of several middle schools in the county closed their eyes and didn't want him, so they could only drag it down like this.

However, because he had the idea of ​​transfer in his heart, Qi Yuan was a bit of a maverick in school, and besides focusing on salary and bonuses, he only had all kinds of lazy ideas.

Teacher Lu rubbed his sunken eyes, and said in a bit of embarrassment: "The money from the Ruixue team and the supplies from the West Fort Meat Factory are all distributed by Yang Rui. This is the principal's permission. I'm just going to say, Nor can it participate in management."

"Let him stop the exam first, and then talk about the distribution. He is a student himself, why should he give the exam to other students." Qi Yuan actually wanted to take the job of material distribution into his own hands. It would be even better to hold it in your arms. It's a pity that Principal Zhao is an unreliable character, and his uncle is not a high-ranking official, so this kind of thing can only be thought about.

Zhuang Musheng always looked down on him, and he was a worker. He puffed out his cigarette and said in a strange tone: "Some people don't even have a high school diploma. Why should they teach high school students? In terms of level, Yang Rui's math, physics and chemistry skills There are full marks in the test, and some people can’t even get a score in the test.”

Qi Yuan's face flushed instantly.

He went to the countryside after graduating from junior high school.

I tried my best to recruit workers to the county, and then went to Xibao Middle School, and I didn't have time to improve my diploma. Fortunately, he memorized enough quotations when he went to the countryside, so it is no problem to be a political teacher to fool a class.

Zhuang Musheng is also a worker, but he has some real talents. He thinks that Qi Yuan has ruined the worker's reputation, so he has always hated him.

However, it was the first time that he made sarcastic remarks in front of so many teachers.

"You took Yang Rui's can to speak for him, right?" Qi Yuan fought back with all his might.

Zhuang Musheng took a puff of cigarette disdainfully, sprayed it on Qi Yuan's face, and said without reasoning: "Go away."

The humiliated Qi Yuan grabbed Zhuang Musheng's collar and was quickly separated by other teachers.

"Let's wait and see." Qi Yuan pointed at Zhuang Musheng with his finger, and then at Teacher Lu. He left the yard without looking back, got on his bicycle and went down the mountain.

"Hey, his uncle is the leader of the Education Bureau. Why did you bother to offend him. This lawsuit will affect the evaluation of job titles and job transfers in the future." The older teacher had no choice but to persuade him. The comfortable place of a public institution is stable, and the uncomfortable place is also stable. If a person works in a unit for a lifetime, if he offends someone, he will be oppressed for the rest of his life. Although a leader may not necessarily remember your kindness, your slight offences will be carefully stored deep in the memory.

"Not afraid of him." Zhuang Musheng threw the cigarette butt on the ground and left.

The teachers lost interest in eating and left the cafeteria one after another.

Back in the classroom, every class is full of hard-working figures, which relieves the teachers a lot. Some students took the initiative to ask questions, which made the teachers of each class busy.

In this era of burning passion, the vast majority of teachers actually have lofty ideals that start with tears of ashes. It is really not a propaganda slogan to give students extra lessons for free, and to care about students' study and life.

It was when the whole world looked at money that the teachers changed their thinking because of the different views of the society.

After all, if those upstarts who graduated from elementary school and their relatives show off their wealth in different ways every day, and then laugh at the honest people who work quietly, even if the honest people don’t go bad, the people around the honest people will urge them to become bad of.

Fortunately, the school in 1982 is still pure. Teachers around the age of Mr. Lu, although he has to go home every night, he still uses the noon time to give lectures to students. Whenever he has free time, he will take up get out of class and self-study time , although the level is not as good as the well-trained teachers of later generations, the original intention and attitude are completely different.

Not only that, some teachers will take the initiative to support students from poor families. In the 1980s, there were no problems such as buying a house, medical care, or pension. Teachers with iron rice bowls, except for saving money to buy electrical appliances and support the family, did not have to save money and then save money. Students who drop out of school due to difficult problems often try their best to help, and some people even provide a month's salary to support the students.

West Fort Middle School is a township middle school, and it encounters more problems than urban middle schools.

Only by working harder can the teachers barely increase the school's enrollment rate. As the best township middle school in the nearby ten miles and eight townships, Xibao Middle School can produce several junior college students and more than a dozen technical secondary school students every year, which is the greatest comfort and achievement for the teachers.

Because of this, although Yang Rui's behavior was outstanding, most people recognized it.

The more rigid teachers will also take a wait-and-see attitude because of the principal's consent.

There are many teaching staff in the whole school, and there is only one person like Qi Yuan.

He went to sue, and no one in the school stopped Yang Rui's work.

After school in the afternoon, students from the Ruixue Group appeared in each class and instructed the students to start moving tables and chairs to the playground.

The sharp school group is all from the returning class and the graduation class, which makes it easy for the lower grade students. After a while, the grass grows and fills the tables and chairs.

West Fort Middle School does not have any teaching buildings. The classrooms are all bungalows. It is easy to move the tables and chairs to the playground. The school also has all kinds of headlights bought with the money of the Ruixue group, and the wires are pulled over. Once the electricity is turned on, the lights are brightly lit.

Yang Rui looked at it with satisfaction, and after a while he stood on the rostrum and said, "The exam is on the playground."

"A real open-air test?" Huang Ren didn't expect to do it, and said, "What if it rains or there is a strong wind."

Yang Rui said indifferently: "Anyway, everyone's conditions are the same. If the rain is too heavy, then hand in the paper directly, and the score will be counted according to the number of answers. The same is true for windy weather. We will rank at the end."

"Some students write faster, some students are more detailed, but write slowly..."

"What do you care about so much?" Yang Rui glanced at him helplessly, and said: "Ours is not a college entrance examination, but a scholarship evaluation. If the grades are really good, then we should write well and quickly. Fast or well-written, whose ranking depends on money, that’s all luck, if you don’t get a scholarship, you can only blame yourself.”

"Other students probably don't think so."

"Follow them, glass-hearted classmates, it's best not to look for me."

Huang Ren actually admired Yang Rui's decision, but he didn't have such a decision, so he explained it to the students in detail for a long time, until he was pulled back by Yang Rui.

"Okay, let's start the exam." Yang Rui looked at his watch and said, "It's 7 o'clock now, and the exam time is 5 hours, that is, until 12 o'clock in the evening, you can apply to go to the toilet in the middle, just go alone No cheating, no talking, no exchange of test papers, if you remember your name, the test paper will be scored as zero."

"Consecutive exam for 5 hours?" The students in the front row shouted out immediately.

"That's right, the test lasts for 5 hours. In addition, the test papers of the six subjects will be given to you together. You can do whichever one you want to do first. When calculating the final score, it will be calculated according to the total score. That is to say , we have six exams at a time, a total of 5 hours. You are willing to answer the Chinese first, and then give up English completely, or you can answer the small questions of each subject late, and then do the big ones. All in all, five hours and six parts Papers, last night counts as much as you want. But don’t worry, everyone, the amount of questions in this set of papers is less than that of normal test papers. If you work harder, you can still do a lot of questions in 5 hours.”

As soon as Yang Rui explained the examination method, there was a lot of mourning, and everyone who opposed it loudly appeared.

Yang Rui pointed to the clock under the headlights, and said calmly: "It's 9:01, cherish the time."

When he said this, the students had no choice but to start working hard on the questions.

Teacher Lu walked up to the rostrum in doubt, and said in a low voice: "If you do this, it will be difficult for students to display their strengths, and if they are mixed up with papers, they will confuse their thinking."

"This method is often used in Japanese middle school exams." Yang Rui spread his hands and said, "The conditions are limited, so we can't really take the exam for six days."

Hearing that the Japanese all use this method, Teacher Lu reluctantly nodded and said, "It's really troublesome to organize the exam."

"Not only is it troublesome, but even after six days of the exam, the exam questions will probably be leaked. Besides, there is no need to waste the students' time." Having said this, Yang Rui stopped and started another topic: "Mr. Lu, can you help me?" Shall I find some familiar teachers and start marking the test papers tomorrow?"

"All the test papers?"

Almost all the students in the school took the exam. Except for students like Hu Yanshan, even those who are not short of money are willing to fight for honor. On the contrary, some students in the Ruixue group had to produce papers and invigilate the exam, but did not participate. But no matter how you calculate it, the workload of correcting the test papers is very heavy.

Yang Rui asked him to think for a while, and then quietly said: "The Ruixue group still has a little family property, and the teachers mark the papers, is it a little bit of polishing?"

"Ah? Give me money, I can't give you money..." Teacher Lu hurriedly pushed back.

Yang Rui held his hand, and said steadily: "Don't worry, the money is not for you alone. Besides, grading papers is something you do in your spare time. You can ask the teachers. Anyone who is willing to participate will come. Those who don't participate don't force it, and the settlement is based on the standard of 2 yuan a day."

2 yuan a day is the teacher's daily salary. Of course, the normal daily salary calculation is based on the working day, and the gentlemen of the latte rice bowl like to use the natural day to calculate it.

No matter how you calculate it, this is a good income. Teacher Lu thought for a while and said, "Then I'll ask someone."

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Yang Rui expressed his gratitude and nodded secretly: If the Ruixue group starts to pay the teachers, then the status of the Ruixue group in Xibao Middle School will rise.

How did Mr. Lu know that Yang Rui's thoughts were so complicated, and he was still struggling with whether he should take money or not.

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