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"OK."

Soon, the two finalized the details and the principal hung up the phone with satisfaction.

Not to mention anything else, he really appreciates Ren Yan a little now.

This was a matter that made everyone worry, and the other party solved it in a few words. His strong control over education was shocking.

On the contrary, when looking at the teachers in front of me who had some bad ideas, the principal couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

This family does not seem to be as fragrant as wild flowers.

"We will do this for students."

After sighing, the principal put on a serious face and began to tell the teachers about the method Ren Yan mentioned just now.

Soon, the teachers left the principal's office with relief.

And after Ren Yan hung up the phone, he looked at Class 9.

‘I don’t know if these new guys can inject some vitality into Class 9’

Ren Yan's eyes gradually narrowed.

The next day.

In class one.

Huang Tao, the head teacher of Class 1, walked into the classroom with a stack of papers in his hand, with a spring breeze on his face.

It seems to be back to the rhythm of the past.

Seeing this, the students' faces collapsed and they looked at each other and prepared to resist.

I have mentioned my own demands so many times, why doesn’t my teacher listen?

Want them to continue doing the test papers?!

Do they have no temper?

Today, they will let their teachers know.

‘Study? Learn a P!’

Then, just as everyone was about to speak, Huang Tao took the lead and said with a smile:

"Okay, I'll stop your tense expressions."

"Don't you just don't want to do the test paper?"

"I understand!"

"But before that, let me tell you something!"

"After the unremitting efforts of the teacher and the principal, we finally reached an agreement with the nine classes you are looking forward to recently."

"You also have the opportunity to go to Class 9 to experience life~"

Speaking of this, Huang Tao deliberately paused.

Sure enough, a group of students showed surprise expressions and couldn't wait to ask:

"real?!"

Huang Tao ignored it and instead pressed his hands:

"but!"

"Before going, Teacher Ren said that he would choose some students he thought were reliable."

"So, what's reliable?"

"It depends on your achievements!"

"This semester, only students with the best grades in the whole class every month and a total score of 650 or above can go to Class 9."

“Conduct nine classes for a week.”

"As for the others, I can only continue to work hard!"

As he said that, Huang Tao also patted the test paper in his hand:

"Now, do you still think it's unnecessary to do the paper?"

After the words came, he quietly waited for the students' reactions.

Anyway, since things have come to this point, he has no better way, so why not try Ren Yan's style.

Moreover, it is better to design a score card student, which may offend students, to Ren Yan.

No matter what, I will never touch this pot.

At this moment, Huang Tao was thinking very clearly.

The students in Class 1 were stunned at first, and then fell into deep thought.

Soon, someone took the test paper and began to answer it seriously.

Since then, there have been more and more students of this type, and it seems that one is more active than the other.

After hesitating for a while, Yang Yang was also ready to leave his seat.

He had already thought it very clearly that the method mentioned by the teacher was clearly intended to allow everyone to compete.

There are about four months left before the end of this semester.

According to the progress of one person per month, up to 4 people in the class can go to Class 9 to experience the life of Class 9.

Although Yang Yang felt a little offended by this forced competition.

But looking at the students' enthusiastic expressions, he felt a sense of anxiety in his heart.

There are only four places, but now there are more than fifty people going to compete.

It's fake to say that you don't have to hurry.

After thinking briefly, Yang Yang quickly walked to the head teacher, took a test paper, sat back on his seat, and answered it seriously.

As for what I thought before, "Study, learn a P?"

Have you really thought about it this way?

Didn’t I think at that time, ‘Is it so good to study?’

Gradually, a smile began to appear on the corner of Yang Yang's mouth.

He suddenly felt that the feeling of the goal being right in front of him was not bad at all.

The same thing happened in seven other classes.

At the same time, Wang Yu, who had been away for many days, returned to the warehouse again.

The express delivery also arrived at the Jiuban Warehouse.

This time he not only brought back a full set of high school textbooks.

I even bought a bunch of miscellaneous books in the bookstore.

These include but are not limited to "Introduction to Basic Programming", "History of Development of Ship Construction", "Twenty Thousand Miles Under the Sea", "History of China Construction", "The Relationship between Chemistry and Life", "Advanced Mathematics", "Introduction to Practical Physics".

Looking at such a dazzling array of books, the facial features of the members of the Nine Classes squeezed together again, and looked deeply at Wang Yu, who was covered in dust but full of glory.

A strange feeling rose in my heart.

Does this academic master have any misunderstandings about himself and others?

Are the books you bought that we can understand now?!

Even Awei did not care about Wang Yu's expenses at this time, but began to look back on his current life for more than ten years.

When did you make people feel very knowledgeable?

Don’t say that these books are him, can his father understand them?

After a brief shock, everyone began to churn the books that Wang Yu brought back, wanting to see what strange things this academic master brought back.

Soon, Li Chengru pulled out a book with a smirk and shouted out loudly:

"I'll make it! College Master, you accidentally stuffed the secret garden you kept in!"

""Taking the Secret History of the Royal Family"?!"

"What a fucking illustration version?! It's very good taste!"

As he said that, Li Cheng turned two pages casually, and then his eyes gradually magnified.

This book is more exciting than he thought.

Even other students on the side were attracted by it, and Ren Yan glanced over with curiosity.

However, Wang Yu was unmoved: "I bought this book for you."

After the words came, the boys in Class 9 turned red and they all looked at Wang Yu with a look of "you understand".
To be continued...