"Okay, if you don't buy textbooks, then don't blame the teacher for not teaching well when your academic performance plummets. There are more than thirty students in a class, and I can't adjust the teaching methods for you."

Wei Lina tried her best to suppress her anger and act more reasonable and peaceful, but there were quite a few threats both inside and outside her words.

The teachers who were busy preparing lessons stopped preparing lessons. They straightened their backs and raised their heads, looking at the two of them as if they were watching the fun. Li Bin also took a sip of chrysanthemum tea and made a smacking sound.

"No need to go to such trouble." Lin Yue said seriously: "I'm going to change my shift, so I'll come over and let you know."

"You want to change classes?" Wei Lina looked puzzled: "Why didn't I know you were going to change classes?"

Lin Yue is the top transfer student. Transfer students have been in Class 10 before. She is the class teacher of Class 10. Students in the class must have her consent to transfer.

"Now you know."

"Okay, tell me which class you want to transfer to?"

Wei Lina wished that such a prickly student would leave her class, but the question was, which class teacher would be willing to take over such a hot potato.

"Class 1."

"Class one?"

Wei Lina's eyes widened. Zhao Rongbao, who was writing in the textbook in the corner, shook his hand and dropped his pen. He rolled out a long way and stopped when he hit the table fence. He was frightened and turned around to look at Wei Lina's workstation.

And everyone else is looking at him.

The reason is very simple. He is the math teacher and head teacher of Grade 11.

Wei Lina looked at him and understood.

Lin Yue decided on her own initiative to transfer to Grade 11. She thought Tang Yuanming had reconciled with Zhao Rongbao in advance.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

The more Wei Lina talked, the angrier she got: "You really think of elite high schools as a place where you can act wild and no one can control you? Go to Class 1? What are the grades of the students in Class 1? What are your grades? Don't you know it in your mind? You still have to go

Ask Teacher Zhao, does class one want you?"

In an elite middle school, classes one and two are experimental classes, and the other eleven classes are ordinary classes. The number of people in each class and the list are all prepared before the start of school, unless they are like Qian Sanyi who achieved good results in the high school entrance examination.

Students, it is difficult for ordinary high school freshmen to transfer into the class, let alone Lin Yue, who is the last in his grade.

Lin Yue said: "Wei Lina, am I acting wild or are you acting wild? Remember your identity, you are a teacher and I am a student. Teachers and students are not superiors and subordinates, they are natural persons with equal status. Any decision involving the interests of both parties needs to be passed

Solve the problem through negotiation, rather than whatever you want me to do, I have to do it. All the schools with experimental classes and ordinary classes have a banner of teaching students in accordance with their aptitude. To put it externally, the experimental classes teach more in-depth knowledge points, and students with average grades can go there.

It's counterproductive and won't help my studies. I don't think I will be like this, and I will be 18 years old in two months and can be responsible for my own actions, so I don't need you to make decisions for me in the name of my own good."

"this……"

Wei Lina could only point to the school rules as an argument: "Since you have applied for admission, you must abide by the school's rules and regulations and follow the teacher's arrangements."

"Why should I abide by the obviously unreasonable rules and regulations? Why should I obey your decisions that infringe on my interests? Since elite schools are public schools, they should be responsible for all taxpayers, and fairness and justice are the core values ​​of our society.

, can you represent the school and challenge the core values ​​of society?"

Wei Lina was slapped with the label of being an enemy of society's core values. She was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak, and her face turned a little pale.

Zhao Rongbao didn't want him to enter the experimental class. When he saw that Wei Lina was deflated, he adjusted his temples and stood up and said: "You have to understand that high school is a selective education stage, not a compulsory education stage. If you do well in the exam, you will be rewarded with your own efforts."

In the experimental class, if you don’t do well in the exam, you can only be admitted to the ordinary class, what’s unfair about that?”

Wei Lina and Li Bin really wanted to applaud Zhao Rongbao. He deserves to be a math teacher and his logic is good.

"That's what you said."

However, to everyone's surprise, Lin Yue smiled, took out his phone, shook it, pressed the play button, and Zhao Rongbao's voice came from the speaker.

"You have to understand that high school is a selective education stage, not a compulsory education stage..."

"you said……"

Repeating a semi-threatening sentence, he put his cell phone in his pocket and left the freshman office very simply.

Zhao Rongbao, Li Bin and others looked at each other, wondering what the pitfalls were. Is it wrong to select education at the high school level? That's right.

…

Two and a half hours later.

The afternoon class ends.

Some students yawned and stood up, thinking about what to eat in the cafeteria later, whether to have an omelette to replenish their brains, or to buy two chicken drumsticks and stick them with fat to let the areas that should grow grow again.

There are also those who are oblivious to what is going on outside the window and continue to concentrate on reading, mumbling words without knowing what they are memorizing. This scene mostly happens to students in the third grade of high school.

Of course, there are also those students who feel as if they have found a treasure when they hear the bell, as if their pursuit of life is for this moment, just like Lin Miaomiao.

"Mouse, I heard that a new student came to your dormitory and took up all the beds in Qian Sanyi." When she said this, she glanced at the podium. The man was wearing a white shirt and blue trousers, with handsome features and a fair face, but

Walking with a cup of green tea in his hand, the district high school entrance examination top scorer who looks a bit old-fashioned and looks very good at maintaining health is being surrounded by a group of people asking him to explain the thinking questions left by the physics teacher just now.

"There is such a person."

"I heard it's pretty crazy?"

Jiang Tianhao withdrew his eyes from Deng Xiaoqi, tapped the ballpoint pen on the table, and boasted: "I am the dormitory manager of 205. When it comes to my territory, a strong dragon must be coiled by me, and a powerful dragon must be laid down by me.

With a mountain like me to hold him down, how could it be his turn to be arrogant?"

"Classmate, you can do it, you are the pillar of the elite middle school." Lin Miaomiao gave him a thumbs up.

Obviously, she also heard about the new student named Lin Yue who opened the map cannon.

The elite high school is not good enough for me. Even Qian Sanyi didn't dare to say such things, although his behavior showed that you are all scum in front of my high IQ.

Just when Jiang Tianhao wanted to say something hypocritically modest and ask Lin Miaomiao why she didn't go to the cafeteria immediately, the radio that was playing music suddenly stopped.

"What are you doing? This is a radio station."

"Get out, which class are you in, get out."

"Ouch."

The sudden noise made all the students in the school look confused. Those who were about to walk to the cafeteria also stopped and looked up in the direction of the radio station.

In the classroom of Grade 11, Lin Miaomiao murmured to herself: "This is... my master's voice. Who is it? Dare to interrupt my master's broadcast?"

"Master?"

"That's right, I'm a third-year high school student. He said he won't be broadcasting for a few days. He wants to focus on the college entrance examination. He asked the webmaster to give him two more days of tasks to keep some good memories."

Just as Lin Miaomiao was explaining her relationship with the announcer, a conversation came from the loudspeaker.

"Wei Lina, am I acting wild, or are you acting wild? Remember your identity, you are a teacher, I am a student, teachers and students are not superiors and subordinates..."

"..."

"You have to understand that high school is a selective education stage, not a compulsory education stage. If someone does well in the exam, he or she will be assigned to the experimental class based on his or her own efforts. If you do not do well in the exam, you can only be admitted to the regular class. How is this unfair?"

For those in Grade 11, the voices of the man and woman in front are very unfamiliar, but the voice of the person in the back... is very familiar to them. It is Zhao Rongbao, the head teacher of Grade 11.

What's going on here?

Everyone who was listening to Qian Sanyi's lecture ran to the door and listened to the radio with open ears. Only Deng Xiaoqi still had her hands clasped in fists, staring at her boyfriend with stars in her eyes.

"Hello, fellow elite middle school students, my name is Lin Yue, and I am a new transfer student. The above words are from a conversation I had with Zhao Rongbao, the head teacher of Grade 11, in the office of the first grade of high school. He said that experimental classes and ordinary classes will be divided into grades based on their grades.

The class is fair, so I would like to ask the school leaders, if a student falls ill during the high school entrance examination, because of a fever, cold, stomachache and enteritis, he is assigned to a regular class and does not receive instruction in accordance with his aptitude. However, the students in the experimental class are not taught according to their aptitude.

His grades have declined due to personal reasons and he cannot keep up with the teaching progress. He has become a poor student who is not as good as the top students in the ordinary class. Is it unfair to the top students in the ordinary class to let him continue to stay in the experimental class? Therefore, since the school is based on merit-based selection

Mechanism, please rank according to the scores of each monthly exam, and let those who deserve to be ranked higher and those who deserve to be ranked lower, right, Teacher Zhao Rongbao?"

What the hell……

Lin Miaomiao pushed up her myopia glasses. Just now she was talking to Jiang Tianhao about him. Does this mean that Cao Cao has arrived? The point is, he is so good at being a monster that he dares to go to the radio station to challenge the teacher. She looks like

I have never seen such an arrogant person in my life.

She pushed her chair, stood up and ran out.

Jiang Tianhao shouted from behind: "Lin Miaomiao, what are you doing?"

"What am I going to do? To the radio station, of course."

Jiang Tianhao looked out the window and saw a row of classmates standing in the corridor, all listening with their ears perked up.

He was very unhappy. He gritted his teeth for a while and thought it was good for a while. If you wanted to ask why, the answer was simple. Lin Yue kicked the people out of the radio station and used the broadcasting facilities to speak privately. This was worse than bumping into Li Daokui on the roof of the dormitory building.

, will the principal let him go? How is it possible!

"Hey, what are you doing? Qian Sanyi hasn't finished talking yet."

Hearing the voice coming from the podium, he looked up and saw that the goddess in his mind was frowning, with a look of resentment on her face, urging the students who were attracted by the broadcast to calm down and continue listening to her male god explain the topic.

Qian Sanyi was actually quite unhappy. He continued to write answers on the blackboard alone with no one interacting with him. It was undoubtedly very boring. Even though he looked like a cool academic who didn't care about anyone every day, he was so knowledgeable and knowledgeable.

In this regard, he still hopes to be recognized and admired by the people around him, just like he has always regarded Jiang Yuwen as his idol, otherwise he would not be kind enough to popularize science for everyone every day, and even compete with Jiang Tianhao on the issue of using computers to play games.

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As for Deng Xiaoqi...she was selectively ignored by him.

Seeing that no one came back, he threw the chalk on the podium and walked towards his seat.
To be continued...