After early self-study, Zhou Yan and Qin Ruoshu took Lao Ding's meal card, went to the "small stove" window on the second floor of the cafeteria, and had a good meal.
After breakfast, the two returned to Lao Ding's office and got to know several teachers in Lao Ding's class.
After chatting for a while, the two learned that Lao Ding had not led a graduating class for a long time. He mainly focused on physics competitions. In just a few years, he had trained five or six national physics competition winners.
Now, Lao Ding plans to teach the graduating class again because several of the contestants he has taught will take the college entrance examination in a year.
Lao Ding explained to the teacher who was leading the class together, then took Zhou Yan and Qin Ruoshu into the classroom and assigned them two seats in the last row.
"These people went out to participate in the competition and won't be back for a while!"
Although Zhou Yan and Qin Ruoshu are only seven or eight years older than these junior students, they usually decorate well. In addition, they wear sportswear and pretend to be young.
After Lao Ding left, the fire started again in the classroom, and the surrounding students joined in one after another.
"You two, are you transferring to another school or joining another class?"
"Temporary transfer student..." Zhou Yan smiled, raised his head and looked at the environment in the entire classroom, paying a little attention to the location of the "target".
Several curious babies quickly turned their heads back after getting the answer.
Zhou Yan began to search the desks.
The textbooks on the desks of the physical education students are usually used for sleeping, and they are basically spotless. Zhou Yan observed them for a while before picking out the English textbooks from the pile of books.
"It's different from the calculations in our textbooks!" Zhou Yan nodded, looked through it carefully, and lowered his voice, "It's a bit similar to the English textbooks in college!"
More than ten minutes later, Zhou Yan and Qin Ruoshu met the English teacher they had not seen in the office just now.
Another familiar face.
The English teacher on the podium opposite saw the mature faces in the back row of the classroom and was puzzled: This guy has graduated for several years, is he coming back to repeat his studies?
With some doubts, the English teacher started the class: explaining the test questions of the mock test paper and answering questions.
To the surprise of many students, the English teacher, who had always been slow and methodical, actually sped up the pace. The test paper, which usually took only one class, was completed in only thirty minutes.
"In the remaining time, you can check and fill in the gaps yourself..."
After saying that, the English teacher walked down the two stages and slowly stomped in front of Zhou Yan and Qin Ruoshu.
"What's going on with you two? Logically speaking, you have graduated from college now, right?"
Zhou Yan glanced at Qin Ruoshu: "Here, I want to stroke the tail of youth!"
The English teacher smiled and stared at Zhou Yan: "How are you doing now?"
"She is currently in her first year of graduate school in Shouhang," Zhou Yan looked at Qin Ruoshu, "She is a prospective graduate student at Capital Forestry University."
"Oh, that's not right. How did you get together?"
Zhou Yan smiled mysteriously, took out an invitation from his schoolbag, and handed it over.
"Are you two planning to get married?!" the English teacher almost screamed, "So soon?"
"Bihailantian Hotel?" the English teacher opened the invitation, glanced at the two of them with some surprise, "Which of you two is the rich second generation?"
"you guess?"
"I don't guess..."
The second class is still English. After class, there is recess exercise.
Zhou Yan and Qin Ruoshu's memories of recess exercises are still stuck in "Time is Calling", so naturally they will not go there to cause trouble and can only stay in the classroom.
Originally, the two wanted to see the differences between the junior and senior students during class breaks, but Lao Ding suddenly came to the classroom and led them to the principal's office.
"Hey, Mr. Zhou, he came to visit his alma mater without saying anything in advance..."
The principal of No. 1 Middle School has a rather special administrative level. He is on the same level as the director of the Municipal Education Bureau, so he naturally knows some things that ordinary teachers do not know.
"It was raining a while ago, and I wasn't in a good mood. I took some time to relax..." Zhou Yan smiled slightly, "I didn't expect that my alma mater would still be the same..."
The principal sitting opposite him immediately became happy when he heard Zhou Yan say that the school was still the same.
"Principal Yang, rich people like to donate to teaching buildings, gymnasiums, etc. As a nouveau riche, I should also follow the market..."
The principal was knocked unconscious by the pie falling from the sky: "No need?"
Zhou Yan raised his head and glanced at the back of the school's teaching building: "Our school should still have reserved land. I will donate a multimedia building, multimedia classrooms, multifunctional conference halls, as well as computer rooms, software and hardware that are sufficient to meet the requirements of the new curriculum standards.
Every three years, free updates..."
"Thank you so much. Now the school's faculty and staff are having a headache about the information technology courses in the new curriculum standards!"
After making a large sum of money and leaving the principal's office, Zhou Yan and Qin Ruoshu were pulled into the office by Lao Ding.
"Zhou Yan, you weren't joking with the principal just now, were you?"
Faced with such a problem, Zhou Yan could only "prove his innocence" and took out his business card from his pocket.
"Chairman of Bihailantian Hotel Management Group?"
Then, Zhou Yan took out the wedding invitation...
In the afternoon, the last period is self-study.
The school bell just rang, and Old Ding, with a smile on his face, walked into the office with his hands behind his back.
"Have a class meeting!" Lao Ding smiled and put the leather-bound notebook on the desk. "Recently, everyone has been very enthusiastic. This is certainly a good thing. However, I feel that some students are indeed a little bit distracted. Let me tell you
I found a senior to share my life experience with you..."
After speaking, Lao Ding stretched out his hand towards Zhou Yan.
"My name is Zhou Yan. I am a graduate of our No. 1 Middle School and a student of Teacher Ding." Zhou Yan smiled slightly, "Today, I stand here, not as a successful person, but as a person who has experienced it.
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"First of all, let me ask a question. Do you have a clear goal for what kind of university and what kind of major you will apply for in one year?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As soon as Zhou Yan said these words, all the students in the classroom were stunned: I really never thought about it!
"I was just like you back then, so I was always confused before the college entrance examination, and then I ended up miserably in the college entrance examination..." Zhou Yan sighed slightly, "Actually, you don't need to think about professional issues now.
, the first thing to consider is, based on your grades, what kind of school do you want to apply for? 211,985, an ordinary second-level school, or a third-level school that requires expensive tuition, or a junior college? "
"Of course, you can also take advantage of the upcoming summer vacation to consider what major you will choose in the future and what you plan to do to make a living?"
"Secondly," Zhou Yan glanced at a certain direction in the classroom, where a certain boy was being distracted by a girl. "Before you are unable to make a living, I suggest that everything should be focused on academics.
A formal job, how do you support her...she...she..."
"Don't tell me to move bricks," Zhou Yan chuckled. "The construction site doesn't work forty hours a week, from morning to night, with no rest. Of course, you can also rest, but will the contractor treat you
Once it’s open, it won’t necessarily be..."
"Finally, I would like to give you a piece of advice: cherish this hard-won last year. After one year, we will be far apart and it will not be easy to reunite..."
"Isn't there a class reunion?"
Zhou Yan was happy and looked back at Old Ding who was standing at the door: "Teacher Ding, I remember that you had a good relationship with your classmates at that time, but how many times did you have to be together at the class reunion?"
"There are eighty students in the class, and the most complete class has more than fifty students..."
