Chapter 172 When the parent meeting is in progress
I didn't stand outside the classroom for long.
Soon, under the auspices of the head teacher, the parents stationed in the corridor entered the classroom one after another.
The students went to the playground to study by themselves.
Of course, if you want to stay in the class, you can, but most students don't want to stay in the classroom.
Guan Lang has been away from high school for three years, and is somewhat unfamiliar with this kind of classroom where candidates are about to compete for the college entrance examination.
On the tables in two rows, there are piles of textbooks and test papers dozens of centimeters high. The ground behind the classroom is covered with books, making everything look cramped.
A folded piece of paper stands prominently on each table with the student's name written on it, making it easier for parents to choose where to sit.
Guan Lang in the crowd swept his eyes and quickly caught Wu Yazhen's card.
Although his current vision has not been specifically tested, it is indeed getting better.
At least, he used to have 200 degrees of myopia, and he usually didn't wear glasses except in class.
Therefore, when we look at the outside world every day, we are in a state of blur.
It's almost impossible to read words that are several meters apart.
But after three months, his eyesight also improved subtly.
Now, he can clearly see the normal size fonts on a piece of normal A4 printing paper from a distance of more than ten or twenty meters.
He didn't know if this was beyond the range of normal human vision.
And although IQ has not increased much, memory and the brain's ability to process various information are also increasing rapidly.
He glanced down at the row of desktops.
There are dozens of desktops with all kinds of miscellaneous things.
Folder, horizontal, glasses, knife, test paper, book, potted plant
Among all kinds of items, his brain can quickly filter all kinds of information captured by his eyes, and finally only retain those pieces of paper with names on them.
Then he picked out the paper with three small characters written on it: Wu Yazhen.
And this process only took less than two seconds.
The series of processes may sound a bit complicated, but they are all just the instinctive operation of his brain.
As for his feelings, he just glanced at the classroom, and then he happened to spot his seat in an instant.
When Guan Lang was seated, other parents were still slowly searching for seats one by one.
After the teacher turned on the projector and displayed the seating chart on the screen, parents began to take their seats.
Guan Lang sat on his seat and looked at his cousin's desktop.
Compared to other people's messy and towering desktops, hers is much simpler and cleaner. There is only a wooden bookend storage box on the desktop.
There are some stationery and stacks of test papers on it.
The large plastic storage box under the chair is filled with books.
Guan Lang smiled.
It was similar to what he remembered about the top academics in his high school class.
The desktops of ordinary students often look very scary, but the desks of those top academics are very clean.
He also specifically asked for advice at that time.
The reason why it is so clean is because everyone has different habits.
When ordinary students organize their test papers and make mistakes, they will just stuff each test paper into a folder and pile it up, storing it like treasure, and then there will be more and more, and as a result, they will not be able to read it once or twice throughout the year.
The academic masters memorize the essence of the wrong questions into the wrong question set and throw away the test paper.
The same is true for many teaching assistants.
That's why there aren't so many thick books, and everything is condensed into a few collections of wrong questions.
Although Guan Lang's grades were mediocre back then, he still imitated many of the learning methods of those top students. Although he didn't study very hard, he could still easily stay at the top of the class.
While Guan Lang was looking at his little cousin's table, a middle-aged man in his forties also sat down next door.
He should be the father of Wu Yazhen's best friend Shu Xiangjun.
His facial features are quite three-dimensional, and it can be seen that he must have been a handsome guy when he was young. Unfortunately, the hair on the top of his head is a little thinner, and it reflects the sunlight from the ceiling.
But there is nothing we can do about it, people will always face the mid-life crisis, and so do the handsome guys in the past.
Guan Lang sighed a little, and suddenly felt a little scared in his heart, whether he would become a greasy Mediterranean uncle when he reached middle age.
Uncle Mediterranean looked at Guan Lang and nodded friendly and said hello.
Guan Lang also nodded with a smile.
The teacher did not keep the parents below waiting for too long.
He held the microphone and went up to speak a formulaic formula.
In short, I would like to thank all the parents for taking time out of their busy schedules to attend the meeting, and then emphasize the importance of the senior high school exam.
"In the mid-term exam, the test scores of the students in our class were still very satisfactory. Among the top 50 in the grade, our sophomore class accounted for 12, and there were 23 among the top 100." Above.
The teacher quickly got to the point.
The grade ranking of the whole class was quickly projected on the big screen.
Of course, parents are most concerned about academic performance.
Everyone looked up and searched hard.
Guan Lang also caught a glimpse of Wu Yazhen's results, seventh in the class, thirtieth in grade, 643 points.
However, scores vary too much and fluctuate greatly with the difficulty of the test papers, so the reference value is limited.
Guan Lang only remembered that his score in the college entrance examination that year seemed to be 639. In addition, Tiannan University gave preferential admissions treatment to students with local household registration, so he was able to choose a good major at Tiannan University.
He had a sudden breakout in the college entrance examination, and his grades were very important. He got all the exams correctly.
My little cousin seems to be a bit overachieving.
Guan Lang also took a look at Shu Xiangjun's grades, and they were not very bad. He was ranked 35th in the class, 379th in the grade, and his score was in the early 500s.
It is also just ahead of last year’s first-tier ranking in the province.
An ordinary book or even some low-quality 211 may be enough.
However, because she is in a key high school such as Tiannan Middle School, her results are somewhat unremarkable.
Guan Lang glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that the Mediterranean uncle next door had a somewhat stiff expression, probably because his daughter's grades did not satisfy him.
Then the teachers of each subject came on stage one by one to tell the parents about the students' situation in each subject.
Mainly to praise some students who had excellent performance in various subjects and made great progress. Guan Lang heard that his cousin was on the list of commendations several times.
Not many times, just five times.
The reason why there were not six times was because the chemistry teacher was in class and could not make it to the parent-teacher meeting, so only five teachers came on stage.
Guan Lang felt proud when he heard this, and he was greatly benefited from the frequent envious glances from the Mediterranean uncle next door.
It turns out that parent-teacher conferences for children with good grades fall through so quickly.
Guan Langzheng smiled happily.
The female head teacher suddenly walked onto the podium.
"In the past half semester, many students' scores have improved significantly, especially students Qu Tianhua, Ren Ququ, Wu Yazhen, and Miao Qixian. I would like to ask one of the parents to share their experience."
Guan Lang's face suddenly darkened as he listened. Didn't he say before that he would randomly order it from his parents?
Why are there suddenly four chosen ones now?
For some reason, he suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart.