I asked you to teach the worst class, but you made it the best in the school?

Zhou Yu didn't say this deliberately to comfort them.

How could Zhou Yu not know what the current situation of these students was?

During this period, Zhou Yu had added so many growth points to these students every day, and he was already familiar with the situation of these students.

Without exaggerating, if the current batch of students in Senior 3 (27) were directly taken to the examination room for the college entrance examination, they would also have the strength to fight.

Moreover, Zhou Yu dared to guarantee that with their current situation, among the 50 students in Senior 3 (27), at least half of them, if not all of them, would have been admitted to a key university. For example, the top students Hu Huanhuan and Xu Jiahao would definitely be admitted to a key university.

Of course, in order to prevent these children from being complacent and giving rise to some unnecessary pride and underestimation of the enemy, Zhou Yu would not tell them these words directly and clearly, so as to prevent these students from mistakenly thinking that they don't need to work hard.

However, it is also possible that after Zhou Yu told them this fact, they would work harder in their studies, but Zhou Yu didn't dare to bet.

As if Zhou Yu's words had magic power, a few words made the students present not only calm down, but also become more excited and excited, and they couldn't wait to go to the examination room and compete with others.

"You may think that what the teacher said is just to comfort you. If you think so, then I can only say that you are totally wrong!" Zhou Yu encouraged the students under the podium, "I don't want to explain anything, but this is the fact! In my opinion, you are the most powerful group of people in the whole No. 2 Middle School!"

"You are the best group of students I have ever taught. Your efforts are beyond others, and the results you have achieved are far better than those of students from other schools!"

"So, in tomorrow's exam, let the people from other schools see how powerful our No. 2 Middle School Class 27 is."

The last sentence, Zhou Yu said in an extremely calm tone, which was unusual. The people under the podium were silent for a second, and then the atmosphere of the entire Class 27 classroom was instantly ignited.

Everyone was screaming and shouting under Zhou Yu's inspiration, as if they were already in the examination room that was like a battlefield. Facing thousands of vicious enemies, they picked up their weapons and went forward without hesitation, showing their last killing moves to the enemy.

The atmosphere in Class 27 was so heated that the other high school students who had not left the classroom cast curious eyes in the direction of Class 27, as if they wanted to find out what was going on in this classroom.

Zhou Yu's words had a good effect. Everyone was no longer nervous and began to look forward to tomorrow's exam.

The heated atmosphere in the classroom lasted for a long time, and Zhou Yu did not stop it. Instead, he let it ferment. It was not until a few minutes later that the classroom gradually quieted down.

After seeing that everyone present had calmed down, Zhou Yu gave a few more notes on the exam and left the classroom, asking everyone to go back early and rest well to prepare for tomorrow's exam.

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Zhou Yu didn't know whether the senior high school students in other schools, or the students in other senior high school classes of Ruxu No. 2 Middle School, were cramming and studying until late at night for the upcoming exam the next day.

But the students in his Class 27 basically did not study past 12 o'clock. In order to ensure that they had a good spirit to deal with the exam the next day, even Zhang Li, who usually did not go to bed before 2 o'clock in the morning, turned off the lights and rested early that day.

Teacher Zhou, the head teacher, just said in the afternoon that everyone was already great, so there was no need to cram until late at night. It was better to pay attention to rest and have a good spirit to face this joint exam. Teacher Zhou's words must not be ignored!

Of course, Zhang Li thought so too, so that night, when the pointer of the alarm clock on the table reached 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhang Li hesitated for a moment, but put down the pen in her hand. For the first time, she did not continue to study, but chose to get up to wash and prepare for rest.

During this period, Zhang Li has become much more cheerful. Since the last parent-teacher meeting, even though Zhang Li has not been home for more than a month, she only occasionally called home to ask about her parents' situation, but her mother's tone is no longer as aggressive as before.

Although Zhang's mother's tone is still relatively stiff, she still tells Zhang Li to eat more meat and not to save money in an impatient conversation. In addition, she should pay attention to keeping warm. The weather is starting to get colder, which surprised Zhang Li for a while.Zhang Li could tell that her mother was concerned about her, but how long had she not heard such words? Zhang Li had almost forgotten them.

When did her mother start to change? It seemed to start after the last parent-teacher meeting? Zhang Li thought.

Zhang Li was grateful to Zhou Yu for this young head teacher who had only been in contact with her for more than three months and had brought her great changes and left a deep impression in her heart.

Zhang Li often thought about it after studying. Teacher Zhou was so good to her. She had to do something to repay Teacher Zhou.

But after thinking for a long time, Zhang Li didn't know what she should do to repay Teacher Zhou. She had nothing, and her parents were also migrant workers and farmers. What could she do for Teacher Zhou?

After thinking carefully, Zhang Li felt that she couldn't lose to others in her studies. Not to mention that her grades were better than others, she must improve every time than the last time. That was the best reward for Teacher Zhou.

So, after that, Zhang Li put more enthusiasm into learning, reviewed and read more carefully, and tried to absorb every bit of knowledge.

And Zhang Li also took Zhou Yu's words as a guideline.

Zhou Yu asked her not to study so late, and Zhang Li changed it, and never studied until three in the morning again.

So this time when Zhou Yu asked everyone not to study until midnight, go to bed early, save physical strength and spirit, and use the best appearance to face tomorrow's exam, Zhang Li also implemented it seriously.

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The next day.

When I woke up again, it was already eight o'clock in the morning.

This sleep, Zhang Li had enough sleep time, so when Zhang Li opened her eyes again in the morning, she immediately felt relaxed all over.

After stretching, Zhang Li felt that she had never woken up so early in the morning with full energy and clear mind like today.

Zhang Li did not wake up early in the morning like other people, fearing that she would have problems with the first Chinese exam. She also took out the ancient poems and classical Chinese texts from before and started to recite them intensively.

In Zhang Li's opinion, she had learned everything she should learn and recited almost everything she should recite. There was really no point in reciting them temporarily.

What's more, reciting them intensively before the morning exam might disrupt her rhythm. If something went wrong, it would be a bit of a loss.

After changing clothes and washing up, she took the exam supplies and went out. When Zhang Li bought breakfast at the stall at the school gate and arrived at school, it was already 8:23.

At this time, the main road of the school was bustling with students. Some were walking towards the teaching building; some were walking hurriedly towards the cafeteria, apparently not having eaten breakfast yet; and some were still holding a book slowly and reading while walking.

Others looked at the man who was holding a book and pretending to walk and read, and more or less revealed a trace of disdain, ridicule, or surprise, but Zhang Li just took a look and retracted her gaze, and ignored it.

Teacher Zhou said that everyone has their own set of learning methods, and there is no need to feel strange because some are eccentric. Thinking of the example the teacher had given before, Zhang Li thought, what if the other party is a hidden boss, a master like the sweeping monk?

While thinking wildly, Zhang Li had already walked into the examination room where she was assigned, sat down quietly, ate breakfast, and waited for the exam to come.