Let you teach, you play games with the worst class?

"But when it spreads out to peers, they have an amazing chemistry."

"It's like playing games to compete for the leaderboard. Once there are specific benefits, no one wants to lag behind their peers."

"How should I describe this phenomenon? In fact, it also exists in the adult world today. A simple summary is that seeing you making money is more uncomfortable than seeing me losing money. It's the inferiority of human beings~"

"It's just that the world of adults is much dirtier, and it's pure competition among students."

"And in order to prevent them from ganging up and doing badly, each class must set a score. Only those who exceed this score can participate in the election, and those who don't exceed it will directly gg."

"The specific score will be calculated according to their average score."

"Coupled with the limited time and number of people I can receive, the students will naturally know what to do."

"As long as the rules are given and enough attraction is given, they will definitely play well within the rules, and we don't need to worry about it at all."

"The children of today are so smart~"

After all, Ren Yan also sighed with emotion.

The headmaster of No. [-] Middle School gradually relaxed his brows.

After this set, the feasibility seems to be really high.

It is far more reliable than letting Class Nine cheat.

"So when do we start?" the headmaster asked.

"I'm just doing whatever I want. Why don't some students come here?" Ren Yan seemed indifferent.

"Well, let's start implementing it now. If there is no accident, the first batch of students should arrive at your place in a week. Teacher Ren, please send me the address."

"Ok."

Soon, the two finalized the details, and the principal hung up the phone satisfied.

Leaving aside anything else, he really appreciates Ren Yan now.

This matter that everyone was struggling with, the other party solved it in a few words, and the control over education was astonishing.

On the contrary, looking at the teachers in front of him who came up with some bad ideas, the principal couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

The ones raised in this family seem to be not as fragrant as wild flowers...

"Students, let's do this..."

After sighing, the principal put on a serious face and began to tell the teachers about the method Ren Yan mentioned just now.

Not long after, all the teachers left the principal's office relieved.

As for Ren Yan, after hanging up the phone, she looked at Class Nine.

"I don't know if these new guys can reinvigorate Class Nine..."

Ren Yan's eyes gradually narrowed.

......

The next day.

Within a class.

Huang Tao, the head teacher of class one, walked into the classroom with a stack of papers in his hand and a smile on his face.

It seems to have returned to the rhythm of the past.

Seeing this, the students' faces collapsed, and after a glance at each other, they were ready to resist.

I have mentioned my appeal so many times, why doesn't my teacher listen to it?

Do you still want them to continue making papers? !

Don't they have temper?

Today, they will let their teachers know.

'study?Learn a p! '

Then, at the moment when everyone was about to speak, Huang Tao took the lead and said with a smile:

"Okay, put away your tense expressions."

"Isn't it just that you don't want to do papers?"

"I understand!"

"But before that, let me tell you one thing!"

"After the unremitting efforts of the teacher and the principal, we finally reached an agreement with Class Nine, which you have been looking forward to recently."

"You also have the opportunity to go to Class Nine to experience life~"

Speaking of this, Huang Tao paused on purpose.

Sure enough, a group of students showed surprise expressions one after another, and couldn't wait to ask:

"real?!"

Huang Tao ignored it, but pressed his hand instead:

"but!"

"Before going, Teacher Ren said that he should choose some students who he thinks are reliable."

"So, what is reliable?"

"Just look at your grades!"

"During this semester, only students with the best grades in the class each month and with a total score of 650 or above can go to class nine."

"Teach nine classes for a week."

"As for the others, we can only continue to work hard!"

With that said, Huang Tao patted the test paper in his hand:

"Now, do you still think that making papers is unnecessary?"

After the words fell, he quietly waited for the students' reactions.

Anyway, the matter has come to this point, and he has no better way, so he might as well try Ren Yan's method.

Moreover, designing score cards for students, which may offend students, is better left to Ren Yan.

No matter what, I will never stick to this pot.

At this moment, Huang Tao thought clearly.

The students in Class [-] were startled for a moment, and then fell into deep thought.

Not long after, someone took the initiative to take the test paper and began to answer it seriously.

Since then, there have been more and more students of this type, and they seem to be more active than each other.

After a moment of hesitation, Yang Yang was also about to leave his seat.

He had already thought clearly that the method the teacher mentioned clearly meant for everyone to compete.

There are still about four months until the end of this semester.

Calculated according to the progress of one person per month, at most 4 people in the class can go to the ninth class to experience the life of the ninth class.

Although Yang Yang felt somewhat offended by this forced competition.

But looking at the enthusiastic expressions of his classmates, he felt a burst of urgency in his heart.

There are only four places, but now there are more than 50 people vying for them.

It's a lie to say no rush.

After a brief thought, Yang Yang quickly came to the head teacher, took a test paper, sat back in his seat, and began to answer seriously.

As for the 'learning' I thought before, learn a p? '

Have you really thought about it?

Didn't I think at the time, 'Isn't learning really fragrant? ! '

Gradually, the corners of Yang Yang's mouth began to curl into a smile.

He suddenly felt that this feeling that the goal was close in front of him was not bad at all.

And the same thing was happening in the other seven classes.

......

At the same time, Wang Yu, who had been away for many days, returned to the warehouse again.

The courier sent just arrived at the Jiuban warehouse.

This time he not only brought back a full set of high school textbooks.

I even bought a bunch of miscellaneous books in the bookstore.

These include but are not limited to "Introduction to Basic Programming", "History of Ship Construction Development", "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea", "History of Chinese Construction", "Relationship between Chemistry and Life", "Advanced Mathematics", "Introduction to Practical Physics"...

Looking at such a dazzling array of books, the five senses of everyone in Class Nine squeezed together again, looking deeply at Wang Yu, who was dusty but full of glory.

A strange feeling rose in his heart.

This Xueba, did he misunderstand himself and others?

Are the books you bought us able to understand now? !

Even Ah Wei didn't care about Wang Yu's expenses at this time, but began to look back on his current life of more than ten years.

When did you make people feel that you were very knowledgeable?

Don't say these books are him, can his father understand them?

After a brief moment of astonishment, everyone began to rummage through the books Wang Yu had brought back, wanting to see what weird things this top student had brought back.

Not long after, Li Chengcheng pulled out a book with an interjection with a smirk on his face, and shouted loudly on purpose:

"Come on! University bully, didn't you accidentally stuff your own secret garden into it?"

""The Secret History of the British Royal Family"?!"

"What the hell is the illustration version?! The taste is not bad!"

As he spoke, Li Chengcheng flipped through two pages, and then his eyes gradually enlarged.

This book is more exciting than he imagined.

It even caused the other students on the side to look sideways, and Ren Yan also glanced over curiously.

However, Wang Yu was unmoved: "I bought this book for you."

After saying that, all the boys in class nine blushed and looked at Wang Yu with a look of "you know".

This college bully is still very sophisticated in some respects~

The girls squinted slightly unluckily.

Wang Yu explained in a timely manner: "Although this "Secret History of Bringing Britain" is an unofficial history, it can more or less let us know something about foreign countries."

"Especially this kind of gossip, which is usually the best talking point for ordinary people."

"Knowing this, it may come in handy when we actually go to sea."

"Just because of this?!

"Li Qi said in disbelief.

Wang Yu looked at the other party puzzled: "Otherwise?"

"In addition to these unofficial histories, I also bought a lot of official histories, all of which are Chinese versions from abroad. We can read them as stories."

While speaking, Wang Yu took out other works such as "Once Upon a Time in the Lighthouse" and "Epic of the Nile".

Let the boys in class nine look sideways.

The girls turned their contemptuous eyes from Wang Yu to the other boys, and gave the boys a painful crit.

As a high school student, how can I have such messy thoughts!

Simply placing the newly arrived books in the library area, Class Nine started to get busy again.

From now on, whether they like it or not, some 'professional knowledge' beyond high school has been mentioned on their agenda.