I really don't want to make a choice

If it is said that Han Lang made progress last time, there are still people who doubt it.

So this time Han Lang's grades are completely solid, he just has the talent for reading.

688 points, even if you know the exercises in advance, for many people, you may not be able to take this score.

Before the evening self-study on Monday, Lao Zha walked into the classroom again.

He took a few pieces of paper in his hand, and his face was full of joy.

"The results of the joint entrance examination have come out, and the top 200 of the four schools have come out."

"No. 702 Middle School's highest score in science is 688, and our class, Han Lang [-], ranks third. According to the admission level of previous years, the top five in No. [-] Middle School can make it to Qingbei."

"In addition, the top five in our class are all within the top 200. According to this ratio, our class is not inferior to the students of No. [-] Middle School at all, so everyone must grit their teeth and stick to the last two months."

What Lao Zha said immediately caused an explosion in the classroom.

Qingbei?

In the history of No. [-] Middle School, there has never been one.

Damn it, Han Lang is a bully!

The total score of the joint entrance examination of the four schools is the third.

But in Huai County, apart from these four high schools, are other high schools still meaningful?

So in a sense, Han Lang's third place is also the third place in the county.

The top three in Huai County, hitting Qingbei, do have this strength.

"Well, Han Lang, come out and play."

After Lao Cha announced some results, he asked Han Lang to come out alone.

Han Lang looked confused, he didn't do well in the exam, so he needed to talk heart-to-heart.

You did so well in the exam, why do you still want to talk about it?

"Han Lang, in view of your special grades, the principal called the relevant leaders of studies and held an emergency meeting today."

Lao Cha called Han Lang to the edge of the grove outside, and said directly.

Han Lang looked confused again, what's wrong?What kind of informal means did this group of people suspect that they had used?

The conscience of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon can learn from each other!

Forget it, forget it, blame myself for doing so well in the exam.

"The principal means that you are very likely to become the first Qingbei in No. [-] Middle School."

"So I made a suggestion to arrange for excellent teachers of various subjects in the school to give you one-on-one tutoring in Qingbei every night."

"That is to say, from tomorrow night onwards, the school will arrange a special office and arrange for teachers to provide you with final assistance for the college entrance examination."

"These two mock exams have improved a lot, but your foundation is not very stable after all. This time your grades have highlighted your talent. The school thinks it's okay to pay this price."

Old Cha went on to say.

..........

What the hell, is there such a treatment?

Han Lang thought this was a good thing, at least for himself, it was indeed a good thing.

Thinking about it carefully, the principal has this idea, which is easy to understand.

The No. [-] Middle School has also started to go uphill in the past two years. The fundamental reason is that No. [-] Middle School has moved to a new county.

Some outstanding students whose homes are close to here go to No. [-] Middle School directly.

Excellent students are very important.

If No. [-] Middle School really has a Qingbei this year, then there will be no worries about the source of students in the future, and the resources of excellent teachers will be better.

The above-mentioned tilt towards other resources in No. [-] Middle School will also be different.

"Of course, you must agree to this, because one-on-one tutoring will also put a lot of pressure on you."

Seeing that Han Lang didn't speak, Lao Cha continued.

"Thank you, Mr. Zha. The school gave me such an opportunity. Of course I have to seize it. You are right. Although I have made great progress, the college entrance examination is just like thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge. No one knows the result until the end. "

"The school gave me such an opportunity, and I will definitely work harder to live up to the school's expectations of me."

Being a human again, Han Lang is no longer the proud young man who likes to be unconventional.

"Okay, then I'll report to the school right now. I'm very pleased that you think so. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. If you maintain this state until the college entrance examination, you should be able to achieve great things."

Hearing Han Lang's answer, Lao Zha was very pleased.

.........

Han Lang didn't intend to tell anyone about his one-on-one tutoring in Qingbei.

This is tantamount to making a small fuss. If I tell the outside world, I will be jealous instead.

As a human again, Han Lang would not believe that there is any absolute fairness in this world.

Just like this incident, the reason why the school does this is to play its own card.

Xia He's grades are indeed good, but their potential is limited, and it is almost impossible to hit Qingbei and other universities.

Han Lang was different, he was born out of nowhere, and all the teachers agreed with his talent for reading, believing that his potential was limitless.This kind of students will make rapid progress in a short period of time, so as long as they are stable in the last two months, they should still have a lot to do.

So in essence, opening a small stove is actually an exchange of interests.

Is this exchange of interests fair to other top students in No. [-] Middle School?

It's not fair, but in the face of the greater good, that little bit of fairness doesn't matter at all.

I can't manage that much anymore, just take care of yourself.

.........

"Take me home tonight, okay?"

When Han Lang saw Lan Feier's text message, it had been sent for almost an hour.

He is too devoted to the question now.

"Will it affect the bad?"

The last time I walked in the rain with Lanfeier and ate together, it had a great impact on me.

It's not that Han Lang is afraid of gossip, but if he talks too much, people still can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour.

But the college entrance examination is coming soon, Han Lang really doesn't want to make troubles.

If someone sees this again, Han Lang will send Lan Feier home, maybe the love relationship will be confirmed for sure.

For myself, the road is narrow.

Moreover, a beauty like Lan Feier has too many crushes, so she might just jump out and make trouble with herself.

Han Lang replied so slowly this time, Lan Feier was a little absent-minded.

This is probably the case with being infatuated with someone, always hoping for a quick and equal response.

Lan Feier was the only one who didn't reply to other people's messages, how could he not wait for an hour to reply.

But when the phone vibrated, showing that it was Han Lang, she was shocked again.

Lanfeier is sure and sure, he has never done this for any boy!

After getting this reply from Han Lang, Lan Feier was somewhat disappointed.

What is he afraid of?

"The college entrance examination is coming soon. You are a legend in No. [-] Middle School. You are too attractive. The last time we had dinner together is an example. I think we should study hard before the college entrance examination and don't distract our energy. I don't want to let you Any reputational damage. Come on!"

After Han Lang finished sending the message, he felt something was wrong, so he added another text message.

comfortable!

This text message made Lan Feier completely comfortable.

It turned out that he was afraid of these things, and he really considered it comprehensively.

"Well, listen to you! Come on!"

Lan Feier happily replied Han Lang's text message.

.......

"Auntie, do you know? That Han Lang who came to my house for dinner last time got the third place in the county. Our class teacher said he can hit Qingbei."

When I got home, Aunt Lan was watching TV in the living room. There was a half glass of red wine on the red table in the living room.

She always waited for Liu Qiaoqiao to come home, but she didn't drink before.

When Liu Qiaoqiao heard about drinking red wine for beauty, she didn't think too much about it, she only thought of being an aunt for the sake of beauty.

"Hmm. Pretty good."

Aunt Lan replied with a smile, but didn't say much.