Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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"Did this car go to West Fort Middle School?"

"Can't get to West Castle Middle School?"

The two asked the conductor on the shuttle bus in unison, and then looked at each other.

"My name is Yu Feng and I am a student at Hedong University." The girl introduced herself first. She has worked in the student union for several years and is very comfortable with others.

Xue Dacheng is also a good-spoken temperament, only because the other party is a girl, he did not take the lead in speaking. Now the other party greeted him first, and he immediately smiled and said, "I'm from Pingjiang No. 1 Middle School. You can call me Old Xue."

Yu Feng smiled: "Uncle Xue is going to work in Xibao Middle School?"

Xue Dacheng was actually less than 40 years old, but being called Uncle Xue was helpless, nodded and said: "I'm going to Xibao Middle School to find someone."

"Coincidentally, me too, let's go with him." Yu Feng didn't call Xue Ge, just to prevent Xue Dacheng from having a different mind. Now that the "generational" relationship between the two has been established, she would rather have someone go together, after all. In the towns and villages I have never been to, I may encounter car bandits, road tyrants and gangsters.

Xue Dacheng nodded in response, then looked up and asked, "Master, this car is going to Xibao Middle School, right?"

"The conductor sitting at the window was lazily and said: "To Xibao Town, on the hill of Xibao Middle School, which one will run Xibao Middle School to carry people. "

"Is it far to Xibao Middle School?" Xue Dacheng smiled and passed a cigarette.

The conductor's eyes lit up, and when he saw that it was the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, he clipped his ears and smiled a little on his face. He said, "Xibao Town to Xibao Middle School is a road. It will take a few dozen minutes to go up the mountain. Go up for ten minutes."

"The shuttle bus has been there? Why is it not going now?"

"Last time it was a car packaged by Xibao Middle School." The conductor chuckled and said, "Their school-run factory is rich."

The test paper business of the sharp school group claims to be a school-run factory. There is no such thing as WeChat and Weibo now. The gossip is spread casually. It is not easy to send a unified answer, especially for small things like this kind of small place.

Xue Dacheng nodded, beckoning Yu Feng to get in the car to find a place to sit down. The No. 1 Middle School also has its own school-run factory, which earns more than 100,000 yuan a year, which can be used to provide welfare to teachers and improve school buildings. This is a big source of their money.

The shuttle bus was quickly filled up, except for people, but also a lot of luggage. The current fare is not cheap. If ordinary farmers are empty, most of them will not take a car. Only city people like Xue Dacheng and Yu Feng can take a car everywhere.

Xue Dacheng and Yu Feng chatted without a word, and then arrived at Xibao Middle School on foot. When they reached the concierge, Xue Dacheng gave in and said with a smile: "You ask first."

Yu Feng stroked his hair, directed at the doorman's window, took out his student ID, and said, "Uncle, I'm looking for Yang Rui from your school, right here."

"Looking for Yang Rui?" The uncle put on a pair of reading glasses, looked at Yu Feng's student ID card very seriously, and said, "What do you want him for?"

Xue Dacheng also looked curiously.

Yu Feng smiled and said, "There is a project in our school. I read the paper he published, and I want to discuss some issues with him."

The uncle said "Oh" and said, "Same as that girl named Yao, do you know him?"

"Yao Yue, right? I'm a professional with her."

"Go, go in." The uncle said, stopping Xue Dacheng, and asked: "Are you together?"

"I also came to Yang Rui. I am a teacher from Pingjiang No. 1 Middle School, and this is my work permit." Xue Dacheng became more serious at this time.

The fighting power of the old man cannot be underestimated.

Yu Feng's eyebrows flew up, until the two of them entered the campus, they asked, "What are you looking for Yang Rui for?"

Xue Dacheng thought for a while, and said: "This time, Yang Rui may be the first in the pre-test for the college entrance examination in Hedong Province."

Yu Feng was taken aback for a moment and asked, "Really? How is it possible?"

She herself is a person who has passed the college entrance examination and knows how difficult it is to be number one. Except for a few cases, most people are careless with one question and lose the first place. To get the first place in the province's exams, even with luck, this difficulty is prohibitive.

In Yu Feng's impression, since Yang Rui is busy doing experiments and writing papers every day, he doesn't have much time to review textbooks. Those who are talented and smart should have the energy to cooperate.

The first place really made Yu Feng wonder what to say.

Xue Dacheng actually found it ridiculous. It is not 1979 and 80, and there are still some geniuses left in the village. Today’s senior high school entrance exams are designed to be very rigorous due to the ability to enter the technical secondary school. Many students desperately try to enter the technical secondary school. If they fail to pass the test, they will give priority to a good middle school. It is a poor family, and the better the school, the easier it is to get subsidies.

All kinds of thoughts flashed by, Xue Dacheng laughed and said: "A lot of people didn't expect it. I took his test papers and looked at it. In addition to the relatively ordinary answers in Chinese and politics, the answers in science are more concise and clearer than the reference answers. It’s comfortable to see, it is indeed the first."

If it weren't for Yang Rui's answer, he wouldn't rush over.

The mathematics teachers who went with the statistics all said that Yang Rui has a high level of science, and Xue Dacheng wanted to know the reason for his high level. Although it is very close to the exam, it is a bit despicable to do so, but as long as you communicate with the Education Bureau, it doesn't matter.

Yu Feng's eyes flickered, and said, "If you get the first place in the pre-examination, your college entrance examination results will be very good?"

"It's hard to tell if I haven't seen anyone, but even if the next test is worse, it will be one or two points less." Xue Dacheng thought: If 620 points out of 20 points, there will be 600 points.

Yu Feng used five hundred and seventy-eight points for comparison, and the conclusion was not much different, which made her frown. Obviously, Yang Rui's situation is different from what she expected.

The two asked people all the way and found Yang Rui at the bench press.

Yang Rui, who was exercising, was only wearing a vest, and his shoulder blades and arms were exposed. The sweat hung on the muscles, shining brightly.

Yu Feng's face turned red in an instant, and Xue Dacheng was a little uncomfortable, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Fitness." Yang Rui gave the position to others, stood up and wiped his sweat, looking up and down at them.

Xue Dacheng asked puzzledly: "Do you want to be a bodybuilder?"

Bodybuilder is a word passed from the south, and it is also the only fitness result known to the Chinese people.

Yang Rui smiled and shook his head, and said, "It's for good health and strength."

Sportsmen and so on, now I talk to them, they are all playing the piano against the cows.

Yu Feng instinctively thought it looked good, but he didn't dare to stare at Yang Rui, bowed his head and said, "You put on your clothes first."

"Wait a minute, I'll take a shower by the way, and I'm all sweaty." Yang Rui called Wang Guohua over again and asked him to entertain the two first, and then went back to the dormitory by himself.

As the weather turned colder, stoves were burned in every room, which greatly increased the supply of hot water. Yang Rui spent money to build a large iron basin and pour hot and cold water into it to take a bath. Although the amount of water is limited and not pleasant enough, it is much more convenient than going to Xibao Town for washing.

Xue Dacheng was a little unhappy when he saw Yang Rui just leave, he still held back his temper and waited.

A quarter of an hour later, Yang Rui went back to the playground neatly dressed, but with a smile on his face, saying, "What are you two looking for? Excuse me, I don't have an office or anything, let's talk about it here."

It's easy to find a place to sit. The cafeteria is good, but it's a pity that Yang Rui's mind is not on them at all.

He also felt that his pre-selection test was good. Next, besides the essay, what he cared about was the college entrance examination. For the two local adults, Yang Rui first felt trouble.

The last thing Yang Rui needs now is the trouble of growing out of knots.

Xue Dacheng didn't realize this and introduced himself, saying, "Yang Rui, you haven't seen the transcript of the pre-test."

"I heard that it was in the past two days and I haven't received it yet." Yang Rui guessed a little when he heard his name, and his expression became even lighter.

Although Pingjiang No. 1 Middle School is the best middle school in Hedong Province, what does it have to do with him?

Xue Dacheng felt a little bit this time, he habitually took out the cigarette, trembling and did not pass it out, the other party was too young.

He tweeted, and said, "To tell you the truth, I came here after seeing your pre-test results. Do you think, how many points did I score this time?"

"600 points up and down." Yang Rui has absolute confidence in his science scores. If he has been a tutoring teacher for several years and can't handle mathematics and physics, he won't have the confidence to start a business. Losing points can only be due to language and politics. Yang Rui only gave a 600-point answer after he was more generous.

Xue Dacheng squinted his eyes and nodded, and said, "628 points, first in the pre-test. Many people were surprised when they saw the paper. I also want to come and see what kind of person Yang Rui is. By the way, where are your teachers? ?"

He still has the thought of digging a corner. Nowadays, due to the lack of talents, it is very common for people with diplomas and levels to mobilize, especially young people, inevitably, there is the idea of ​​water flowing to a higher place. In this regard, cities such as provincial capitals and capitals have inherent advantages. The reason why Pingjiang No. 1 Middle School is the best middle school in Hedong Province~www.NovelMTL.com~ is also because of its rich political resources. If Xibao Middle School had really good teachers, Xue Dacheng would definitely not let it go.

Nowadays, playing the piano can be the reason for the digging of enterprises and institutions, not to mention the middle school under the baton of the college entrance examination.

Yang Rui was a little surprised, but also a little funny.

Surprised because the pre-exam is number one, and the funny is Xue Dacheng's attitude.

Yang Rui didn't think too much, and pointed to Teacher Lu's office, and said: "The teachers are here today, you can find them if you look for them in the past."

"Okay." Xue Dacheng noted the place and said: "By the way, Yang Rui, have you been to Pingjiang?"

"Have been there once or twice."

"Like it?"

"I don't like it very much, it feels a bit dirty."

Xue Dacheng looked down at the dirt on his pants and feet, and said with a smile: "The city is still quite clean, like the square in front of our No. 1 Middle School. It is cleaned every day..."

"Apart from my grades, did you get the report card?" Yang Rui interrupted him.

Xue Dacheng patted his head and said with a smile: "Look at my memory, I made a photocopy, do you want to read it?"

"That's the best." Yang Rui waited, and saw Xue Dacheng took out an envelope from the inside pocket of his jacket, and took out a neat stack of copy paper.

The words, scores and "pass" are written densely.

"Huang Ren, one more one. Check the list." Yang Rui handed over the copy paper directly and said: "First to our Hongrui class, tell me if you have passed it, Cao Baoming, clean up and do something.

Xue Dacheng pondered the meaning of Yang Rui's words, but Yu Feng quietly covered his mouth, and watched as several strong men packed their equipment and flexed their muscles.

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