Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

At least a dozen students who were circling around and talking cool words were caught out, thrown into a swill bucket and soaked in the evening, waiting for them to endure the nausea, washed them with cold water, and slept for a long time in the disgust and ridicule of their classmates. When I was about to lodge a complaint with the teacher the next morning, the red seal for the pre-test had been sent to the school.

Envelopes with notices are called red envelopes. In addition to the red envelopes, they will also become a big red list as soon as they are sent to the school.

All students who pass the pre-examination will appear on the red list one by one according to their rankings. The name is written in black ink, and the red background is blurred, giving it a red and black feeling.

Before the red list was finished, the teachers stood in front of the blackboard in front of the gate, smiling and communicating one by one.

Since the resumption of the college entrance examination, Xibao Middle School has never been so prosperous.

Especially the words "Yang Rui" and "628 points", which ranked first, make people shudder even when they read it.

First in the province, this kind of thing is exciting to think about.

When all the young people in a province try to forge ahead towards a goal, getting the first honor is simply a happiness rooted in genes!

This is the pleasure imprinted in people's survival instinct. This kind of victory contains too many attachments.

Through the red seal, it was confirmed that Yang Rui was indeed the first in the pre-examination, and the news that Xue Dacheng brought could not be more real.

The teachers were talking quietly while quietly counting the number of people on the red list. Principal Zhao Dannian happily closed his mouth from ear to ear, and kept saying: "Go and get some red paper. It's not enough, it's not enough."

The young man who had run twice had to remind him: "I have brought all the red paper, no more."

"Then buy it." Zhao Dannian ordered without thinking.

With a wry smile on his face, the young man turned his head one step at a time and set off.

The students who came to file a complaint made their hearts cold when they saw this scene. Looking at the names on the red list, from top to bottom... Yang Rui, Li Xuegong, Liu Shan... are all students from the Hongrui class, and their scores are all up to 400 points.

The pre-examination is simpler than the college entrance examination, and the average score is also higher, but 400 points are still insurmountable for students at this time. It can be said that of the six or seven million candidates across the country, no more than 200,000 people who can score 400 points are allocated to the provinces. As long as they perform normally, they can go to college if they fail to pass the undergraduate level.

When does Xibao Middle School have students admitted to college? It's not that simple for a carp to jump through the dragon gate.

As for Yang Rui, who deliberately marked No. 1 in the province, the students were almost indifferent. The score of 628 is too far away from them, and few people can figure out how to get such a score. Points lost in Chinese, lost in mathematics, lost in English, lost in politics, not waiting for physical chemistry and biology to start exams, 600 points are long enough, as for a certain subject? That's just a joke.

Since four years ago, I picked up the textbook again, and probably no student has seen a full score test paper.

In a place like Xibao Town, apart from Yang Rui, even the third-year old student did not have the time to get 100 points.

95 points are easy, if one is good, then it is too difficult.

The teachers' uncontrollable excitement blew over like the wind, over and over again.

Li Tieqiang was not excited in his heart, but to pull out the cold. He recalled the scene where he was snotting his nose in a swill bucket, recalling his anger when he was bathing in cold water in the yard, and recalling the smell of the nasal cavity that kept hitting his nasal cavity during sleep at night, and he suddenly felt aggrieved.

That's too much!

Why can people in the sharp learning group enjoy the benefits of mimeograph papers, but I can’t?

Li Tieqiang couldn't help but rushed to Zhao Dannian and poured out all what Cao Baoming had done.

Throw the classmates into the swill bucket, and use the stool legs to beat back the ones who climbed out. Looking at the green and red marks on Li Tieqiang's face, some teachers found it amused, and some looked unswervingly.

Zhao Dannian thought for a while and said, "I know about this, Teacher Lu, first take your classmates to see the injury, and be careful not to get someone infected. If you need to get an injection, the money will be taken from the school's account first."

The students whose skin was broken fell back into the swill bucket, and they were definitely going to be inflamed. Before Li Tieqiang could speak, the students from behind lined up to follow Teacher Lu.

"What about Cao Baoming and Yang Rui? What do they do if they beat others?" Li Tieqiang actually wanted to say that he was expelled, so he looked at the "628 points" on the red list, but he didn't say anything.

Yang Rui didn't show up and wanted to expel him from the school, which is probably harder than going to the sky.

Zhao Dannian chuckled twice and said: "You go to see the injury first, don't leave the root of the disease. I will call them over and criticize them."

"What's the use of criticism?" The student who came with him smelled his sleeves and said, "My clothes are soaked, and the quilted jacket is thrown on the ground and it's dirty. You can't just criticize."

"Well, I will understand the situation first, and then make a decision." Although Zhao Dannian was smiling, his face was majestic, and the other students immediately did not dare to speak.

Li Tieqiang followed Teacher Lu to the clinic boringly, always feeling that something was wrong.

After a while, Zhao Dannian made people call Yang Rui and Cao Baoming and others, and scolded them fiercely, but it was not painful, so that when Yang Rui looked around boredly, he was not stopped.

Other teachers also take it for granted. In schools in the 1980s and 1990s, good learning is the truth, and good grades are good students. Any great truth and great evidence are like clouds in front of good students.

In the same way, a bad student is a bad student. Li Tieqiang and their grades were good in the past, but now they are compared with the students in Hongrui's class. It is almost impossible to get equal treatment.

From the perspective of the physical and mental development of students, it is naturally painful and disgusting to encounter unequal treatment if they do not study well.

However, even a man like Zhao Dannian who devotes his life to education takes it for granted. There is no kind of education, and it is always fun. Only the children of the rich can have the education and no kind. The children in the village do not learn well, and there is only one way out, and go home to work in farming.

After they become farmers, there will be more painful, disgusting and unequal experiences waiting for them, and they are endless, so that they will not be treated fairly when they are old.

Everything in the school is just a preview of the society.

Xue Dacheng from No. 1 Middle School watched everything coldly, and finally gave up all his thoughts.

Yang Rui is obviously a very thoughtful student. He neither needs to go to No. 1 Middle School, nor does he seem to want to go to No. 1 Middle School.

As for the other students in Hongrui's class, even if it is Li Xuegong, who has scored more than 400 points in the exam, it is not worthy of Xue Dacheng's invigorating teachers to change his student status. Although the No. 1 Middle School does not have 400-point students in groups, there is no shortage of such students. As a provincial key with a 30% enrollment rate every year, they are somewhat reserved.

The teachers at Xibao Middle School were unable to arouse Xue Dacheng’s interest, which made Xue Dacheng’s outsiders feel deeper.

"It's almost time to leave." Xue Dacheng was thinking, and the surrounding teachers let out a burst of exclamation.

"All members of the Hongrui class passed!"

"Really all members passed?"

"The sophomore students also passed?"

"No, I still remember these students, their grades were average, and I didn't expect that they also passed the pre-examination."

Xue Dacheng pouted his lips. The second-year high school students in the first middle school can basically pass the pre-examination. However, it is not easy to pass all of them. After all, the second-year students taking the college entrance examination have actually only studied for one and a half years.

"There were a lot of student self-government classes in the Republic of China, maybe you can try it?" Xue Dacheng thought deeply.

But the cheers around him grew louder and louder, and the students who came one after another announced that the water blocked near the blackboard was impervious. Freshmen and repeat students want to know their grades, and high school and junior high school students are also willing to join in the fun.

The happiest one is the students of Hongrui class. One is that they all passed, and the other is that their scores are high, especially the students who come from the factory-run children's school, so they don't cry.

Shao Liang, who always thinks about selling jeans, also stares at the red list without saying anything. In fact, his family is not short of money. Shao Gong, an engineer at the Xibao Meat Union Factory, can get a lot of money from home every year, and Shao Liang ran to sell jeans. , Is also an idea that came up with poor academic performance. It has a taste of proving oneself.

Passed the pre-examination, but completed all the proofs.

"Okay, 321 points?" Lu Zhisheng, who was also raised in the Western Union University, touched Shao Liang with his shoulder and said with a smile: "It's not the same that I came here a long time ago."

"how much you?"

"308, another half a year, it should be enough for college and secondary school." Lu Zhisheng took a cigarette out of his pocket, stuffed it into his mouth, and lit it with a lighter.

The lighter made a crisp "bang" sound, which attracted the eyes of several teachers, but no one came to collect it.

Obviously, Lu Zhisheng enjoyed the treatment of a good student today.

"I don't think so many points." Shao Liang shook his head.

Lu Zhisheng vomited a smoke ring, and agreed: "Me too, just feel that you are doing it and you are done. I don't have any impression of what I have done. I guess I have done too much and got used to it."

"Yang Rui is still a bit powerful." Shao Liang was forcibly arrested by Yang Rui to study that day. He was often punished by corporal punishment, so he was always reluctant to acknowledge Yang Rui's status. Now he saw his scores, but his psychology was different.

If you really come back from the exam, and nothing else, at least you don't need to enter the slaughter workshop of the Xibao Meat Union Factory. With this alone, Shao Liang's happiness at UU reading www.uukanshu.com dilutes his dissatisfaction.

After reading the red list, the students in the ordinary class slowly withdrew from the innermost circle, standing outside, looking at the middle with an obscure expression, with a lot of confusion in their eyes.

Some of them were initially unwilling to apply to join the sharp learning group, and some were eliminated after joining. No matter which type they were, it is now impossible to join the sharp learning group.

However, the scores of the members of the sharp learning group have been soaring for all to see, and now it is a breakthrough in the sky that all members have passed the pre-selection...

Although many of the students present passed the pre-selection, none of them can get a score of 400, and even those with a score of 350 or more are very poor. What makes it even more difficult for them to understand is why they study hard for months or even In one or two years, the scores will not rise by 20 points, but the scores of the students in the sharp learning group have risen steadily.

This kind of increase in points is the most envied by students, but it is impossible for other classes to learn.

Zhao Dannian also stopped his criticism and education activities early, and nodded instead, saying: "Learn hard in the future, don't worry about it. If you have time, why don't you do a few more questions?"

After speaking, he carried his hands on his back and went back slowly.

Cao Baoming, who was released, couldn't wait to laugh three times and whispered: "I used to make mistakes. At least I have to stand for a few hours."

"If you want to stand, go back to the classroom and stand." Yang Rui rubbed his ears and said angrily.

"No need, no, ah, the two girls are here, I'll go first." Cao Baoming turned around and slid, crowded in a crowded circle, letting him make a way out.

Yang Rui looked back, but Yao Yue and Lu Zhi walked one after another, but their eyes were on the other side.

It was Yu Feng who was standing there.

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