I reach the pinnacle of life by learning

Fang Wenqing's father's company is the sponsor of Fengshen.

The club Zhao Zuan joined was Fengshen.

If there were no twists and turns in it, Qiao Yu wouldn't believe it anyway.

He dragged Zhao Zuan's contact information out of the blacklist, opened the short message and edited it many times, but he didn't know what to ask.

The game club is too far away for Qiao Yu, and has already touched his blind spot of knowledge.

So, Qiao Yu's cell phone was taken out and put away, put away and taken out again, and in the end he just edited a text message, asking: Are you okay?

He waited for a few minutes, but he didn't get a reply, so he put down his attention on this matter for the time being.

Maybe it's because of the change of teacher, or maybe it's because of the motivating effect of Qiao Yu, the No. Much better than Qiao Yu's impression.

After division, everyone should be able to go to better classes.

This was the last class meeting. After Zhang Wenjun announced the end of the meeting, no one left directly.Some emotional girls in the class even cried into a ball.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"I chose science, but this time there are only more than 100 grades in this exam, and I will definitely not be able to go to class 1. God knows that the biggest motivation for me to study every day is to look at Qiao Yu's face..."

"Woooooo, will there be no materials Qiao Yu sorted out after we are divided into classes? Just thinking about it makes me feel like a knife is piercing my heart!"

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Qiao Yu in the distance couldn't hear what they were saying, so she sighed in her heart: It's nice to be young.

After all, he is an adult at heart, far less sentimental than his peers.

Qiao Yu finished filling out the form, turned around and went to the principal's office.

Principal Hao is still very conscientious in being the principal. He spends at least 60.00% of the time sitting in the office throughout the day.

In the office, Principal Hao was reading the "Tianhai Evening News".

He picked up the newspaper from the reading room. The headline of the "Tianhai Evening News" said that the No. 3 Olympiad team won two gold medals in international Olympic competitions, one in biology and one in chemistry.There is also a piece of news that "Jiangning Group holds a Mathematical Olympiad".

Principal Hao praised in his heart. If you want to say that the students in good schools are different, it would be great if their school can also provide a national fund.

It was at this time that the door of the office knocked and opened.

Principal Hao put down the newspaper, smiled, and asked kindly: "Qiao Yu, why are you here? Is there something wrong?"

A standard smile appeared on Qiao Yu's face.

Principal Hao was very familiar with this smile.

Last time, Qiao Yu hoped that when he punished others, he would have such a considerate and gentle smile on his face.

After Wang Chaosheng and Xin Wen were punished, their grades plummeted probably because of their mentality changes.Although not counting down, it seems that he has fallen from the top floor of class 1 to about [-] or [-] in the whole class, and he is no longer as bright as when he first started school.

This is simply unacceptable to the former academic master.At the end of the semester, Xin Wen managed to catch up and re-entered the top 20 in the grade, but Wang Chaosheng is still withering up to now.

Forget it, lost the position of the cadre of the Youth League Committee of the school, lost the scholarship, and was even eliminated from the Olympiad class. These things made Wang Chaosheng, who had a smooth journey, realize for the first time what "a leak in the house happens to rain all night".

And because the previous lies were exposed, he now feels that someone is pointing fingers behind him everywhere he goes.

Looking at Qiao Yu's face, a thought flashed in Hao Cheng's mind: Who is this young man planning to mess with?

"Principal, it's like this." Qiao Yu said slowly, "Although I chose science, I feel that the environment in Class 1 is not suitable for me to study. I know that the division will re-adjust the class and sequence number, so I want to know, can I Add an 11th class..."

When Principal Hao heard this, he suddenly realized.

Oh, this young man is going to fuck me.

If the person who spoke was another classmate, Headmaster Hao would just let him stay somewhere cool, but the person who said this was Qiao Yu, so Headmaster Hao couldn't help but weigh it up.

Hao Cheng hesitated: "Class 1 is still very good."

Qiao Yu took out two report cards.

The first is the report card of class 7's entrance exam, and the second is the report card of class 7 at the end of this semester.

"The median grade ranking of class 7 was 367 when it entered the school, and the median grade ranking of the final exam was 161, an improvement of 200 in one semester. The online rate of one of the 7 classes was 1% last year, and the average in the past ten years is 0.95%, that is to say, only five students in a grade can reach the cut-off mark. Principal, this ratio is too low.”

What Qiao Yu said were all facts, coupled with his sonorous and forceful tone, Principal Hao fell into deep thought unconsciously.

"It's really low, but our school is still getting better..." He heard that there are a few good students in the second grade, such as Lu Miao, who is the first in the second grade.In the circle of top students in the second grade, the daimyo is as famous as Qiao Yu.

"I am a member of No. 7 Middle School. I don't want students and parents from other schools to mention that No. 7 Middle School is a 'garbage middle school'. I also want to do my best to change our school. To be honest, during this semester, I have done special after-school tutoring for some students in the class - such as Song Tianyu, Luo Xiaoxiao, Zhou Ziwen, you can see that their school rankings have improved by nearly 200 places on average."

Principal Hao compared the two report cards, nodded thoughtfully, and murmured in praise: "Amazing, not bad."

Qiao Yu said loudly: "Give me a class of 11, and after two and a half years, I will return you 10 heavy copies, not including me."

10 heavy copies!Adding in Qiao Yu, that's 11.

The number of students in the 7th middle school is small, and the number of students in the whole school is not equal to the number of students in a grade in the 1st middle school. Therefore, as long as there are 10 more first-year students, the school's first-year rate will immediately increase by a large amount!

From the backward level of the city, it jumped to the middle level of the city.

Principal Hao's heart was beating "thumping", and he felt more nervous and exciting than when he went to his wife's house to meet his father-in-law.

However, after all, he is also a person who has experienced strong winds and waves. Principal Hao calmed down after a while.

Hao Cheng: "You can do things that teachers can't do, and the task may be more arduous."

Hao Cheng said this very tactfully, he didn't directly say that Qiao Yu couldn't do it, but stood on the other side's point of view, as if he was thinking for Qiao Yu.

"How will you know if you don't try it? The newly established Class 11 does not need the people in Class 1 or Class 2. I hope to keep all the students who choose science in Class 7. There are only 500 students in the whole year, and there are only 50 students in one class." People, I hope that the number of people in class 11 will not exceed 35. Our class has a total of 19 students who choose science this time, and the other 16 places. I hope to adopt the method of voluntary registration and then screen..."

Setting up another class actually involves a lot of problems, which will inevitably disrupt many teaching arrangements.

But the 10 life stories that Hao Cheng told Qiao Yu were really crazy.

He looked up and looked at the student in front of him.

The confidence on Qiao Yu's face was unobstructed, and he leaned forward slightly, which inexplicably made Principal Hao feel a sense of oppression.

Qiao Yu said: "Anyway, according to the original ranking of the whole school, these people, except me, have no way to get a copy. If that's the case, why don't you let me try?"

Hao Cheng's brain became hot, and he immediately said: "Okay, okay."

Qiao Yu went to the principal's office for nearly half an hour, and when he came back, almost everyone in the classroom had left.

The crowd dispersed, and the lively classroom looked deserted.

Song Tianyu was waiting for him in the classroom, with a Bluetooth headset hanging by his ear, and fell asleep lying on the desk.The setting sun shone in from outside and landed on the back of his neck, revealing a layer of soft white down on his neck.

Qiao Yu's heart softened suddenly, she walked over, lowered her head and pinched his nose.

"Hmph... hum..."

Song Tianyu opened his eyes due to shortness of breath, and the anger on his face turned into joy when he saw Qiao Yu.

Song Tianyu: "You are finally back! Let's go, the driver is waiting outside, I will take you home."

Because of the winter vacation, Qiao Yue decided to go back to her old house in the city center for the Spring Festival.

She grew up there, every plant and tree in the house was arranged by Qiao Qianlong himself, Qiao Yue actually missed him very much.

Two days ago, Qiao Yue went back to the old house to tidy up.Going back with her is also the nanny.

Qiao Yu said "OK".

He got into the car of Song Tianyu's family, and Song Tianyu leaned next to him and began to chatter, like a primary school student at the end of a spring outing.Thanks to the partition board between the driver's seat and the rear seat, it will not attract the eyes of the driver in front.

Qiao Yu listened quietly, occasionally replying with a sentence or two, until Song Tianyu said he was tired, then took out his phone.

He turned on his phone to send a message to Qiao Yue, but found that his phone had received more than a dozen text messages in a row.

The sender is Zhao Zuan.

Qiao Yu clicked on each item to browse, the more he looked at it, the heavier his heart became, and even his face unconsciously became a little ugly.

He is usually very taciturn and expressionless, but now he has not aroused Song Tianyu's suspicion.

Zhao Zuan didn't know how to describe his mood.

When he saw Qiao Yu's text message, he lay down on the table and cried loudly at that moment, startling the coach beside him.

The coach's complexion changed: "Shouldn't I just scold you? As for what? It's like I abused you."

But what surprised him was that Zhao Zu'an, who had been submissive before, suddenly raised his head at this moment and glared at him: "You know what a fart!"

After speaking, he didn't look at the coach again, but edited the text message.

He talked a lot, saying that he actually understood why Qiao Yu was disappointed, but he really wanted to earn money to support his family as soon as possible. His mother was in poor health and spent 400 yuan a month to prescribe medicine for treatment.

He said that the youth training camp is actually quite good. Although the coaches are a bit strict and the roommates are not very happy to get along with, the food and housing will not be deducted from wages. He has been here for more than two months and has received more than 2000 yuan. , were handed over to Zhao Shanfeng.His brother is playing in the national league recently, and his expenses are high, but his brother said that he didn't use his money and had saved it for him.

"I'm fine! Thank you."

Zhao Zu'an sent this message and added: ... Fang Wenqing borrowed my mobile phone to call you before, but then I couldn't get through when I called you. I thought you didn't want me anymore.

Qiao Yu: Do you still have contact with Fang Wenqing?

Zhao Zu'an: Yes...what's the matter?

Qiao Yu: When are you free, let's meet another day.

At this moment, the system suddenly "puchi" smiled.

Qiao Yu was inexplicably upset: "What are you laughing at?"

"I just feel that the host has always advertised himself as a hard-hearted person, but he is actually a very soft person."

"..."

You talk a lot.