After holding it in for so long, Teacher Zhou finally had a chance to take out the report card and show it to Father Zhang.
Zhang's father handed it to Zhang Jinhai conveniently: "I know the word, but I don't know it."
Zhang Jinhai took a look and found that the scores in almost every subject reached more than 95% of the total score. The score in foreign language was the worst, equivalent to about 95% of the total score in that subject.
Zhang Jinhai felt a little inexplicably nervous and didn't know why.
Maybe it's intuition.
Teacher Zhou, the head teacher, smiled and explained the situation. The school only sent transcripts to students. The ranking list was there, but it was not sent out.
Zhang's father asked anxiously: "Teacher Zhou, has Zhang Jinhai passed the high school entrance examination?"
Teacher Zhou, the head teacher, smiled and said: "Of course I passed the exam.
He is ranked second in the county for his high school entrance examination results, but he can’t even pass the high school entrance examination.”
Zhang's father asked anxiously: "Then with his grades, can he pass the technical secondary school entrance examination, the kind that can shed his farm skin and be assigned work?"
Teacher Zhou, the head teacher, smiled and said: "Based on past performance analysis, his ranking is enough to be admitted to a technical secondary school."
Father Zhang turned red with anger, raised his head, and stretched out his hand.
On the eaves of the thatched house, he quickly pulled out a 60-70 cm long yellow wattle stick and pretended to hit Zhang Jinhai: "I'm so angry.
If it weren't for the sake of your greater contribution to the family during this period.
I have to spread your ass today."
Seeing that the situation was a bit tense, Zhang Jinhai ran out at a sprint speed of 50 meters.
Teacher Zhou quickly stood up and pulled Zhang’s father to persuade him.
Advise him not to have too high demands on his children.
The school has never produced a county-wide ranking as good as Zhang Jinhai's.
It's enough.
It’s not like Zhang Jinhai must be ranked first in the county.
Father Zhang rubbed his chest and said depressedly: "Teacher Zhou, you don't know.
My family is very poor.
I just hope that Zhang Jinhai can get into a technical secondary school and get out of his farm skin as soon as possible and make money as soon as possible.
It can also reduce some of the burden on the family.
How did he know that he had to go to this high school?
Thinking of his excellent grades, he asked me to spend money to support his studies.
It's just a little irritating.
If you don't read the free books, you have to read the ones that cost money.
It’s so annoying.”
Teacher Zhou, the head teacher, comforted: "Yes, yes.
Any rural family would be a little annoyed if this happened.
But, Lao Zhang, you have to think openly.
You kid, if you can keep your composure, you will become a big figure in the future.
He didn't even ask me for such important high school entrance examination results.
Instead, I was thinking about how to cook Ga'er for me to eat.
From such a small behavior, it seems that he has a very good altruistic thinking.
This is a sign of high emotional intelligence.
You have to cultivate it well and don't damage a good seedling."
Father Zhang chuckled.
It seems to be saying, isn't it? I haven't read the book, so don't lie to me.
Teacher Zhou, the head teacher, added a serious explanation: "How could I joke with you about such an important matter?
Today's task has been completed.
Oops, I’m so full from eating.
This Zhang Jinhai gave me two big bowls of rice.
I could only eat one bowl of rice, but I had to eat three bowls today."
Zhang's father felt a little sorry for Mi, because Zhang Jinhai didn't know how to save, and he was a little unhappy.
Teacher Zhou is preparing to leave the Zhang family and return to school.
Zhang Jinhai ignored the matter of sending Teacher Zhou off and ran out again.
On the way back, I met Zhao Jin's brother Zhao Jun who was pulling pigweed.
The two of them were sitting on a field by the roadside chatting.
…
There is something called sweet potato in the local area. Its scientific name is Diguo. It is a plant of the genus Ficus in the Moraceae family. Its other names include Diguo, etc.
Came to the edge of a cliff.
This is a treasure land that Zhao Jun accidentally discovered today when he was pulling pigweed and cutting sweet potato vines.
The two of them climbed on the edge of the cliff using their hands and feet, pushing aside the sweet potato leaves along the sweet potato vines and searching for the sweet potatoes with their eyes.
When you find the sweet potatoes, dig out the mud with your hands, pick up the sweet potatoes, and put them in your clothes pocket.
Occasionally, they would break it and pop it into their mouths. The sweet and sour taste made the two of them hooked.
Some people say that there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and misfortunes and fortunes happen to people every day.
It is said that there are male and female sweet potato fruits. The male ones are inedible. They are black, very hard, and hollow inside. They will break into two pieces if you pinch them lightly with your hands. They are poisonous and cannot be eaten.
However, Zhao Jun accidentally ate a male sweet potato: "Oh, bah, bah, bah!
It’s terrible, it’s poisonous.”
My feet slipped, my hands failed to hold on, and I fell straight down the cliff more than three feet high.
Zhao Jun was seen lying on the ground under the cliff with his back stretched out.
Zhang Jinhai immediately climbed to the top of the cliff and quickly ran along the path to Zhao Jun.
I heard a small voice saying: "I'm going to die."
I won’t be able to pick sweet potatoes with you anymore.”
Zhang Jinhai was angry, what kind of arrangement did God have?
After finally traveling back in time, I originally wanted to live a good life.
It's a good thing now, even picking a sweet potato can kill someone.
If Zhao Jun died like this, wouldn't he be beaten to death by Zhang's father when he returned home?
We can't just accept our fate like this!
I thought silently in my mind: "Travel to the future 3000 AD!"
A vision flashed before my eyes. Fortunately, I was transported to the elixir shop again.
It's different when you have experience, and he said skillfully: "My friend fell down a cliff three feet high and ate poisonous sweet potatoes and was about to die.
Give me a healing elixir."
I knew I couldn't ask for more, so I only took one.
The robot's voice was a little weird: "I have a resurrection pill, but it's not free?
You need to exchange your most precious things."
It was free last time, why not this time?
Very strange.
The most precious thing has a fart.
I had just traveled through time and had nothing on me except my clothes.
Oh, no.
There is another thing, sweet potatoes.
Zhang Jinhai hurriedly took out all the sweet potatoes in his pocket, carefully selected all the edible female sweet potatoes, held them in his hands and said, "This handful of sweet potatoes is my most precious thing."
The robotic arm quickly took it away and analyzed: "It has high nutritional value for humans, can alleviate cancer, and has miraculous effects on coronary heart disease.
It has no effect on robots."
In this situation, Zhang Jinhai had no choice but to do anything.
I had no choice but to hold a few public land melons in my hands and said, "Then how do you analyze these?"
The robotic arm took it away and analyzed: "There is a public land melon virus.
It is highly toxic to humans and a good medicine to robots.
The robot's computer chip can be integrated with it to form a natural emotion chip body, which can completely simulate human emotions.
If developed to the extreme, it would be equivalent to giving robots real human intelligence."
Zhang Jinhai just wanted to know whether he could get the resurrection pill.
What is the use of all this analysis by your strange robot?
Zhao Jun was still lying on the ground, his life or death unknown.