God-level giant, forced to raise cubs

Every year when the results of the college entrance examination come out, No. [-] Middle School will use a brush to write a list of honors on red paper.

The honor roll includes not only the list of outstanding graduates admitted by various colleges and universities, their college entrance examination scores, but also the class each person belongs to in No. [-] Middle School.

In previous years, in order to distinguish the key class from other parallel classes, the janitor who wrote the honor roll would draw a small star in front of the name of the key class students, so that everyone can intuitively feel the admission rate of the key class.

Zhao Naihuang has been the head teacher of a key class for several years. Whenever the rankings are released, he looks forward to the stars drawn in front of the names of the students, and the feeling of his class written in the back.

And this year——

Zhao Naihuang glanced at the report card on the table.

There are a total of 100 places on the first two pages of the honor list, which is exactly the number of people in the two key classes.

In the last model test, the grade's 400th score just passed 25, and there were [-] people in the top [-] in Class [-] of Senior Three.

There are only 39 students in class 100, and the remaining dozen or so students are still in the range of more than [-].According to their progress, it will be a matter of time before they break into the top [-].

Zhao Naihuang could hardly imagine what the parents would say when they saw the No. [-] High School honor list this year.

'Why are the stars in front of the key class intermittent? '

'I remember, Class Nine is the worst class in the whole grade? '

'Alas, could it be that the student has been in the key class for three years, and the result is not even as good as the worst class. '

'Don't take key classes in the future, it's useless. '

Zhao Naihuang suddenly had auditory hallucinations in his ears, and felt a chill down his spine.

"The grades of Class Nine this time are indeed in line with the standards for the key classes, and the last place in your class has a higher score than the last ones in Classes One and Two. But ah, the key classes are not just added." The principal listened to Zhao Naihuang fell silent, and then patiently explained to You Qingluan, "There are only two places for key classes in each grade, two classes for liberal arts, and two classes for science."

"It's not because there are some dead rules to abide by, and class nine can't be overtime. The main reason is that the school has limited resources and teachers. Although the substitute teachers for key classes are capable, teaching two classes is already exhausting."

"Even if I agree with Class Nine to become a key class, it's only a false name." The principal said he was tired, and after drinking a sip of tea, he continued to ask, "Mr. You, you proposed this plan, it's not for the sake of fame, right?"

"Hmm." You Qingluan didn't care about the reputation of 'key class'.

After all, Class Nine was called a 'waste shelter' before, and the students went through a lot of ups and downs one by one, who cares about those vain things?

And according to You Qingluan's train of thought, when the rankings were released, the students in Class Nine would forcefully slaughter the rankings, and then add a sign of the poor class to relieve their anger.

The reason why he proposed that plan was because You Qingluan found out that the students in this class couldn't keep up with the teacher's progress before, and after a few months of making up for it, it was the teacher who couldn't keep up with the students.

Parallel class teachers have a set of teaching plans, and the progress is slower and shallower than that of key classes.After all, the goal of the parallel class is to work hard to pass the line, keep three books and compete for two books, while the goal of the key class is to get one book for all members.

The goal is different, and the way the teacher chooses is also different.

Just like the positions in the company, higher positions correspond to better opportunities and higher remuneration.

If an employee performs well, he should be promoted and raised so that he can develop in a more suitable direction.

Class Nine has made obvious progress, but has no chance of promotion and salary increase, and has been fixed in the original position.If things go on like this, they will certainly not be able to play to their fullest ability.

"Can't you hire more teachers?" You Qingluan asked indifferently.

When the principal heard this, he looked at You Qingluan with resentful eyes, "My wife is already given to you, how can I have the money to hire a teacher?"

Outside the office, little classmate Chi Xi, who was leaning against the wall and eavesdropping, almost spit out the ad calcium milk that You Qingluan gave him.

He quickly let go of the straw and tried hard to recall, only to remember what happened to 'wife Ben'.

During the summer vacation, You Qingluan didn't have a teacher staff. In order to get into the school, he tricked the principal into saying that he didn't want a salary, and that he would be paid ten yuan for every point that the class total score was increased.

The principal happily agreed after thinking about the poor results of Class [-].

Then, he gave You Qingluan all the money from his private house, and now he still owes him five figures, and he talks miserably about his wife Ben every day.

"With all due respect, your wife is just that good. Even if I pay you back, I won't be able to hire a good teacher." You Qingluan said with disgust.

The principal's eyes lit up, "Then are you willing to give it back to me?"

"Why should I give you back the reward I earned from sacrificing my labor?" You Qingluan sneered, glanced at Zhao Naihuang, who was full of confusion from the corner of the eye, and asked slowly, "What's your opinion, Teacher Zhao?"

"I, I think... this problem really should be solved." Zhao Naihuang gritted his teeth and said reluctantly.

Compared to when the stars in the key class were interrupted by class nine, it would be better to let class nine become the key class.

In this way, when the rankings are released, there will be stars again, and he can continue to boast about the prosperity of the key classes.

The big deal is to secretly tell the school staff not to write classes this year, Zhao Naihuang thought secretly.

"It's definitely too late to recruit a new teacher. Even if you find a new teacher now, the students may not accept it." Although Zhao Naihuang often trips You Qingluan, as the team leader of the third grade, he still knows the situation of the students.

"Besides, the teachers in our ordinary classes are not bad. All of them are excellent teachers who graduated from prestigious schools. It may be that they haven't taught key classes all year round, so they slack off."

Zhao Naihuang rolled his eyes twice, and said with his hands behind his back, "Well, I'll call a meeting with the third-year group later to discuss this matter."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you." The principal came out of the state of resentment and said to Zhao Naihuang, "Mr. Zhao, I know you have a lot of opinions recently, and you always feel that things don't go your way."

Is this considered which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted?

Feeling that he was bearing the burden of humiliation, Zhao Naihuang had a dark face and was about to say something.

The principal didn't wait for him to speak, and continued, "But you have to remember, as teachers, we have to think more about our students. You've been busy trying to save face with Mr. You these past few months, have you ever thought about your two classes? Students? When they came to your class, they were the best children in the whole grade. As a result, the scores in the two exams were lower than the first, and they were caught up by the following classes. Have you ever thought about their feelings?"

"I..." Zhao Naihuang opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

After failing the exam twice in a row, Zhao Naihuang lost his temper almost every day in class, scolded the students at every turn, and often stimulated them with Class Nine.

Thinking about it carefully, the grades in the key classes are not advancing but regressing, which has a lot to do with the class environment.

He always liked to lose his temper, and these days it got even worse.

And what about Class Nine?He went to the class twice and obviously felt the atmosphere was different.

For the first time in his life, Zhao Naihuang actually had the meaning of 'reflection'.

"Well, Teacher You." Zhao Naihuang reached under the wig, scratched his scalp, and rarely spoke to You Qingluan in a good voice, "When the grade group meets, you can come too."

In the past, You Qingluan never attended the meeting of senior high school teachers. A blind person could see that Zhao Naihuang rejected him, thinking that the team leader didn't want You Qingluan to go.

In fact, they don't know the real reason.

"No." You Qingluan refused very simply, "Too much nonsense."

"You! You!" Zhao Naihuang's good intentions disappeared immediately, and he stretched out his fingers to poke You Qingluan tremblingly, "I want to solve the problems of your class, why don't you come?"

"If I want to listen to Mr. Zhao's meeting, I feel like it's a waste of time." Although You Qingluan has never attended a grade group meeting, he can still imitate Zhao Naihuang's meeting style, and said lightly, "Well, it depends on the principal's opinion." For the sake of face, I will send a student to participate."

"Huh?" The principal who was pointed out was suddenly flattered, "I still have face."

Zhao Naihuang...

Be sober, your little face is not worth his attendance in person.

You Qingluan solved this problem, walked out of the classroom, and saw little classmate Chi Xi who had finished drinking a row of ad calcium milk because of boredom.

"Cub, is it good?" You Qingluan asked with a smile.

"Hi." Chi Xi hiccupped and said with disgust, "It's so delicious, why did you give me this stuff all of a sudden?"

"Celebrate from afar." You Qingluan replied.

"Huh?!" Chi Xi felt very confused.

You Qingluan didn't explain, Gogou led him out of the school with his fingers.

In fact, today is the day when he and Mr. Chi decide to date, and someone with a sense of ceremony must be tying a bow on the champagne bottle again.

He had to develop a good habit of drinking ad calcium milk from an early age, so as not to get drunk and go crazy when encountering such a situation in the future.

——You Qingluan didn't know that Mr. Chi was filling milk into a champagne bottle tied with a bow tie at this time.

"Will my boyfriend really like to drink this?" Mr. Chi expressed his deep doubts.

After he was drunk, he was prone to fragmentation, and he had already forgotten about the phone call that day.

"Forget it, never mind." Mr. Chi felt he was ignoring those details, "Anyway, Little Phoenix said that he likes to celebrate with ad calcium milk."

You Qingluan took Chi Xi, who was full of milk, back to his dormitory to learn English all afternoon as a celebration.

Chi Xi was dying, lying on the table, thinking about how to escape from the devil's lair.

On the other side of the No. [-] Middle School, the little hand that was about to move pushed open the half-closed door of the big office of the third grade group.

In the office, the senior three teachers noticed the movement outside the door and showed different expressions.

The substitute teacher for Class Nine was curious who You Qingluan would send over.

They also discussed for a while, thinking that they should find Zhu Ran or the school committee member Gan Feng, or Chi Xi, who is number one in the class, is also possible.

As for the other teachers, after hearing about this incident, their expressions became very strange, and they didn't know how to deal with the students in Class Nine who had once despised them.

"Report." It was a boy who replaced You Qingluan in the meeting, and he sounded quite polite.

His voice didn't sound like Chi Xi's, it should be that of study committee member Gan Feng.

"Come in." Zhao Naihuang said sullenly.

The door was pushed open a crack, and the boy outside leaned half his body in to have a look, "Hello, teachers."

Seeing those joyous eyes clearly, a substitute teacher in Class Nine's eyes went dark.

You Qingluan is really a talent for choosing people.

Why did you choose this clown to take the meeting instead of him?

"Hello teachers, you don't know me yet?" The boy walked briskly to the middle of the office with only his homework book and a pen in his hands, occupying the C seat in the office.

"Please allow me to introduce myself! My name is Jing Yuxuan, Jing of the scenery, and Yuxuan with a magnificent appearance, do you think I live up to my name?" Jing Yuxuan was not stage-frightened at all when he attended such an occasion for the first time, as if he had come to own personal concert.

"My nickname is Jing, and I am Teacher You's most valued student. I have a close relationship with him like a father and son, so I call him Dad affectionately."

"Teacher Dong," Jing Yuxuan continued, and began to interact with the audience below, "Are you surprised to see me coming to the meeting instead of Zhu Ran?"

"It's a bit." Dong Bin said cooperatively.

Jing Yuxuan said triumphantly, "That's because, in my father's heart, my status is far higher than Zhu Ran. I believe that if he re-elects the monitor now, he will not hesitate..."

"Have you said enough?" Zhao Naihuang interrupted him impatiently.He always thought he could talk nonsense, but he didn't expect someone who was more verbose than himself.

Suddenly, I understood why You Qingluan didn't want to come to the meeting.

"Uh, I didn't say enough, but I'm here for the meeting on behalf of Teacher You. For the sake of the overall situation, I can bear with it." Jing Yuxuan suppressed the rest of the conversation, and consciously found a seat to sit down.

Zhao Naihuang glared at him before continuing, "This meeting is mainly about discussing the issue of Class Nine. In the principal's office just now, Teacher You suggested that Class Nine should become a key class."

"I agree." Dong Bin was the first to express his opinion. "The students in Class Nine are really serious. Every day when I go to the dormitory to check the dormitory, I can still see the students in Class Nine squatting in the corridor doing the questions."

"They are still reciting words when they run and do exercises every day."

"Yeah, it's been a lot of hard work."

The substitute teachers for class nine echoed.

The teachers in other classes wanted to say something, but when they heard this, they all shut up.

With the grades of Class Nine in place, it is only natural that it becomes a key class.Just thinking of what Class Nine can do, but they can't do it, the teachers are inexplicably a little shameless.

Although Zhao Naihuang had accepted the incident, he still felt very upset when he found no one protesting.

"The problem now is that after Class Nine becomes a key class, they will enjoy the treatment of the key class. Their current teaching intensity and depth are far behind the key class, so we have to find a solution."

"I'm in charge of teaching the mathematics of Class [-] and Class [-]. In the future, I can make two lesson plans according to the students' level and teaching progress." Dong Bin didn't bother, and said with a good temper, "It just so happens that I feel recently that our Class [-] It has a lot of momentum and can gradually increase the difficulty.”

Classes [-] and [-] have been in a state of healthy competition, and currently occupy the first and second places in the parallel class.

"I can do it too." The English teacher is a quiet female teacher with a gentle voice, "The students who were the worst in English before Class [-] all passed the exam this time, and I want to tell them more."

Chi Xi, who had the worst English, suddenly sneezed.

"The teachers of the main class say so, so of course I don't mind if I have few classes."

"It's becoming more and more difficult to teach students now. Last time I wanted to tutor Chi Xi for a chemistry competition, I didn't even know how to do his questions."

"I have also been stumped by their questions. As teachers, we have to learn more."

The teacher next to me heard it, and suddenly said, "Class Nine is making such fast progress, it feels like a dream."

"Teacher." Jing Yuxuan raised his head and said in the middle of writing the minutes of the meeting, "If you come to our Class Nine, you won't feel like you're dreaming."

"Each of us worked very hard and wanted to give ourselves and our class teacher a sigh of relief."

"During the summer vacation, some people said that Mr. You was a useless head teacher."

"We don't want him to be scolded a second time."