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Chapter 37 Night Exam

The students were very excited, and whether they had good grades or poor grades, they all felt hope.

Xibao Middle School is not a college like No. 1 Middle School. There are only more than 400 students in junior high school and high school, and 125 places, which means that one-quarter of the students have the opportunity to get scholarships. Students with slightly worse middle school levels may be able to get there.

Some smart people, after eating, turned around and ran to the classroom, preparing to review for a while with a cramming moment. There are also students who are top students on weekdays, who deliberately or unintentionally slow down their eating speed, looking calm and gentle.

In the two bungalows connected to the cafeteria, the teachers' attitudes are polarized. Some people think it's good, and helping classmates is always a good thing. Some people think it's good, but the method is wrong.

"Yang Rui himself is a student. How can he give students a test and a scholarship?" The political teacher Qi Yuan slapped the table, but said, "Teacher Lu, Yang Rui is your student, go and talk."

The tall chemistry teacher Zhuang Musheng was happy: "Why don't you tell me yourself?"

"Teacher Lu is Yang Rui's head teacher, so he has to be responsible for managing Yang Rui. Why, I was wrong?" Qi Yuan had an uncle who became an official and transferred him to Xibao Middle School a few years ago. Although it was not a good job, he finally solved his identity as a cadre. In recent years, he has considered transferring to the county. But he knows nothing except memorizing quotations and has no diploma. The principals of several middle schools in the county closed their eyes and were unwilling to ask him, so he could only delay it like this.

However, because he was thinking about transferring, Qi Yuan was a little bit independent in school. Apart from focusing on salary and bonuses, he only had all kinds of lazy ideas left.

Teacher Lu rubbed his deep eyes and said in a little embarrassed manner: "The money from Ruixue Group and the supplies sent by Xibao Meatwork Factory are allocated by Yang Rui. This is what the principal allows. I can't participate in the management even if I go and say it."

"Let him stop the exam first, and then talk about the assignment. He is a student himself, why should he give other students the exam?" Qi Yuan actually wanted to take the work of material allocation into his own hands. It would be even better if he could also take the Ruixue Group into his arms. Unfortunately, Principal Zhao is a role that is not good and his uncle is not a high-ranking official. I can only think about this kind of thing.

Zhuang Musheng always looked down on him. He was a worker again. He spat out a cigarette and said in a strange tone: "Some people don't even have a high school diploma, why should they teach high school students? In terms of level, Yang Rui's math, physics and chemistry can get full marks, while others can't even get 20 points."

Qi Yuan's face turned red in an instant.

He went to the countryside after graduating from junior high school. He tried his best to recruit workers to the county, and then went to Xibao Middle School, and had no time to improve his diploma. Fortunately, he had enough quotations to memorize in the countryside, so it was okay to be a political teacher to fool a class.

Zhuang Musheng is also a worker, but he is a bit real. He thinks Qi Yuan has ruined the reputation of the worker and has never liked him.

However, this is the first time to speak sarcastic in front of so many teachers.

"You just collected Yang Rui's cans to help him speak." Qi Yuan tried his best to fight back.

Zhuang Musheng took a sip of cigarette disdainfully, sprayed it on Qi Yuan's face, and said too lazy to argue: "Get out of here."

Even the humiliated Qi Yuan twisted Zhuang Musheng's collar and was quickly separated by other teachers.

"Let's go and see." Qi Yuan pointed at Zhuang Musheng with his fingers, nodded Teacher Lu, and left the yard without looking back, rode his bicycle down the mountain.

"Oh, his uncle is the leader of the Education Bureau, why do you offend him? If you sue this, you will be affected by the professional title and transfer work in the future." The older teacher had no choice but to persuade. The comfortable place for the public institution is stable, and the uncomfortable place is stable. If a person works in the same unit for a lifetime, he will be suppressed for the rest of his life. Although a leader may not remember your goodness, your slight offense will be kept in the depths of his memory and stored carefully.

"I'm not afraid of him." Zhuang Musheng threw the cigarette butt on the ground and left.

The teachers also lost interest in eating and left the cafeteria one after another.

When I returned to the classroom, every class was a figure of hard work, which comforted the teachers. Some students took the initiative to ask questions, which made the teachers in each class busy.

In this passionate era, most teachers actually have lofty ideals of candles turning into ashes and tears. Expressions such as giving students free lessons and caring about their study and life are really not slogans.

It was when the whole world looked at money that the teachers reversed their thinking because of different views on society.

After all, if the nouveau riche who graduated from elementary school and their relatives try to show off their wealth every day and then mock the honest people who work silently, even if the honest people do not become bad, the honest people will urge them to become bad.

Fortunately, the school was still pure in 1982. Although teachers like Mr. Lu, who are about 40, have to go home every night, they still use the lunch time to teach students questions. Whenever they have free time, they will take up time after class and self-study. Although their level is not as good as those of teachers who have been trained in later generations, their original intentions and attitudes are completely different.

Not only that, some teachers will also actively support students with poor families. In the 1980s, there was no problem of buying houses, medical care or elderly care. Teachers with a strong job had no problem of saving money to buy electrical appliances and supporting the family. When encountering students who dropped out of school due to financial difficulties, they often tried their best to help, and some even paid a month's salary to support students.

Xibao Middle School is a township middle school, and it encounters more problems than urban middle schools.

Only when teachers work harder can they barely give the school some admission rate. Xibao Middle School, as the best township middle school in nearby townships, can produce several college students and more than a dozen junior college students every year, is the greatest comfort and achievement of teachers.

It is precisely because of this that although Yang Rui's behavior is outstanding, most people agree with it.

More old-fashioned teachers will also take a wait-and-see attitude because of the principal's consent.

There are more than 30 faculty and staff in the school, just like Qi Yuan.

He went to complain, and no one in the school stopped Yang Rui's work anymore.

After school in the afternoon, students from the Ruixue Group appeared in various classes and directed the students to move tables and chairs to the playground.

The Ruixue Group is all in the refrigeration class and the graduation class, which helps students in the lower grades to relax and smoothly. After a while, the grass grows and the tables and chairs are filled with tables and chairs.

Xibao Middle School does not have any teaching buildings, and the classrooms are all bungalows, so it is easy to move tables and chairs to the playground. The school also has various headlights bought by the Ruixue Group. They pulled the wires over and the lights were illuminated as soon as they were turned on.

Yang Rui looked at him with satisfaction, stood on the rostrum for a while, and said, "Just take the exam in the playground."

"It's really an open-air exam?" Huang Ren didn't expect to do this, and said, "What if it rains or is strong windy."

Yang Rui said indifferently: "Anyway, everyone's conditions are the same. If the rain is too heavy, then just hand in the paper and answer the scores as much as possible. The same is true for the wind, and we will rank in the end."

"Some students write faster, while others are more meticulous, but they write slowly..."

"What do you do if you do that much?" Yang Rui looked at him helplessly and said, "We are either a college entrance examination or a scholarship assessment. If the grades are really good enough, then we should write well and fast, just write quickly or well. Whoever ranks depends on money, that's luck. If you can't get the scholarship, you can only blame yourself."

"Other students probably won't think so."

"Follow them, my classmates who are glass-hearted, it's better not to look for me."

Huang Ren actually admired Yang Rui's decision very much, but he did not have such a decision, so he explained it to the students for a long time until Yang Rui pulled him back.

"Okay, let's start the exam." Yang Rui looked at the table and said, "It's 7 o'clock now, the exam time is 5 hours, that is, until 12 o'clock in the evening, you can apply to go to the bathroom in the middle, just go alone. Cheating is not allowed, speaking is not allowed, and the test paper is exchanged. If you find it, you will be recorded and the test paper is zero."

"For 5 hours in a row?" The students in the front row immediately shouted out.

"Yes, I will take 5 hours in a row. In addition, the six subject test papers will be sent to you together. You will do whatever you want to do first. When you finally calculate the score, it is calculated based on the total score. That is to say, we will take six subjects at a time, for a total of 5 hours. You can also answer Chinese first, and then give up English completely, or answer small questions in each subject late, and then do big questions. In short, there are 5 hours and six test papers, and how much do you calculate last night. However, don't worry, the number of questions in this set of papers is smaller than the number of questions in normal test papers. If you work harder, you can still do a lot of questions in 5 hours."

When Yang Rui mentioned the exam method, he suddenly felt a lot of grief and loudly opposed it appeared.

Yang Rui pointed to the clock under the headlights and said calmly: "It's 9:01 now, cherish the time."

After he said this, the students had to start working hard to do the questions.

Teacher Lu walked up to the rostrum in confusion and whispered: "If you do this, it will be difficult for students to use their strength. Moreover, mixing the papers will make their thinking confused."

"This method is often used when taking the exam in Japanese middle schools." Yang Rui spread his hands and said, "The conditions are limited, so you can't really take the exam for six days in a row."

Hearing that Japanese people use this method, Teacher Lu nodded reluctantly and said, "It's really troublesome to organize exams."

"It's not only troublesome, but even the six-day exam is probably going to be leaked. Besides, there is no need to waste students' time like this." Speaking of this, Yang Rui stopped and started talking about it: "Teacher Lu, can you help me find a few familiar teachers and start reviewing the test papers tomorrow?"

“All the test papers?”

Almost all students in the school took the exam. Except for students like Hu Yanshan, even those who are not short of money are willing to fight for honors. On the contrary, some students in the Ruixue Group have to give papers and invigilator exams, but they did not take the exam. However, no matter how they calculate, the workload of correcting the exam papers is very high.

Yang Rui asked him to think for a while before quietly saying: "The Ruixue Group still has some financial resources. Teachers can make the papers, can it be considered a little bit of moistening the pen?"

"Ah? I can't give money, but I can't give money..." Teacher Lu hurriedly pushed back.

Yang Rui held his hand and said steadily: "Don't worry, the money is not for you alone. Besides, the paperwork is done in your spare time. Ask the teachers, if you want to participate, come, and if you don't participate, you don't force it. Just settle the settlement according to the standard of 2 yuan a day."

2 yuan a day is the teacher's daily salary. Of course, the normal daily salary is calculated based on working days, and gentlemen with latte rice bowls like to use natural days.

No matter how you calculate it, it is a good income. Teacher Lu thought for a while and said, "Then I'll ask people."

"Please give me some trouble." Yang Rui expressed his gratitude and nodded secretly: If Ruixue Group starts paying teachers, the Ruixue Group's status in Xibao Middle School will rise.

Teacher Lu didn't know that Yang Rui was thinking so complicated, and he was still struggling with whether he should charge money.
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