This final exam is a joint examination of three schools, No. 1 Middle School, No. 3 Middle School and the High School Affiliated to Normal University, which are also the three best high schools in Hong Kong. For this reason, the papers of the joint examination of the three schools have always been more difficult to pass than the unified examination.
Especially this year, especially mathematics, I don’t know what the teacher who wrote the test was thinking. The last three big questions were like three mountains. Each mountain was higher than the other. When Tan Zhao came back from invigilating the mathematics test, he saw his colleagues in the office.
The math teacher is struggling with the last question.
"Teacher Su, come and take a look, the third question of this question all involves Mathematical Olympiad knowledge..."
In order to tutor the kid in Class 13, Tan Zhao specially picked up high school knowledge. All the teachers in the office knew about this, but the original owner had never studied the Mathematical Olympiad, and he, a senior class teacher, had no need for the Mathematical Olympiad, so naturally he did not learn it.
, but he still took over the math teacher’s question.
About eight minutes later, Tan Zhao used his high school knowledge of functions and algebra to solve the problem, but the process was a bit complicated.
The math teacher took the answer and finally spoke after a moment of silence: "...Teacher Su, why couldn't you think of learning Chinese in the first place?"
Why, you look down on Chinese language!
Just as the next exam was about to begin, Tan Zhao took a sip of water and went to invigilate the exam again.
The two days of exams passed quickly and the results were not out yet, but when Tan Zhao walked into Class 13, he could already clearly feel that the children's fighting spirit was low.
He put the book on the podium and said: "Teacher thought you were crying because you were embarrassed. Yes, it seems that your ability to resist being beaten is pretty good now."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Teacher, we are all crying in our hearts!"
"This test paper is too difficult. It's so difficult! Was the last question in mathematics done by a human?"
"Not a human being, simply not a human being!"
Teacher Su who has already made it: "..." Okay, considering that you have just experienced the beating at the end of the semester, I won't bother with you about this.
At this time, the grade director happened to pass by Class 13, and when he heard a cry of wailing, he thought to himself, it seemed that this test paper was difficult, and Class 13, who had just risen up, might be depressed again.
With such an uneasy feeling, the final exam results finally came out.
Because it is a joint examination of three schools, the test papers of the three schools are approved and revised together, and there is also a joint report card of the three schools. The top ten on this chapter's report card are all strong contenders for the city's top pick.
Zhou Kai and Wang Xiaoting from Class 1 and Li Zhiming from Class 2 of their school were among them.
But outside of the top ten, there is a very eye-catching name and a very eye-catching class. This person is Zhao Jia from Class 13.
Who is Zhao Jia? Even the freshmen who have just entered No. 3 Middle School know his name. He is a famous school bully. He has four younger brothers and never talks to anyone else. I heard that when he was a freshman in high school, he once killed someone in the school.
People's heads have been broken.
Brother Jia's name is even louder than the school emblem in No. 3 Middle School.
Originally, it would have been a fantasy for Zhao Jia to enter the top ten of his grade. Now look at the ranking, he has already entered the top five of his grade. It only took him one semester to go from the top fifty to the top five. What magic pill did Zhao Jia take?
The grade director touched the top of his head, which was getting sparse, and showed a Maitreya-like smile on his face. Hey, who would think there are too many good students?
And when the separate report card of No. 3 Middle School came out, the grade director no longer wanted to say anything. The results of Class 13 seemed to have... improved!!!
So what do you call a ghost who is still crying?!
The grade director scratched his head and felt that the test papers were still too short, so he immediately found someone to arrange them and found a lot of good questions.
At the same time, Tan Zhao also got the results of this exam. Well, it was much better than he imagined.
Simple papers have simple test methods, and difficult papers have more difficult test methods. You won't be able to do difficult questions, but as long as you make sure to get points in relatively easy ways, you can still make progress.
"Teacher, what do you think? It depends on whether I eat flat pork with bamboo shoots or braised pork elbow when I go home!"
Teacher Su showed a sinister face at this time: "You may not need to eat bamboo shoots and flat meat, but... you can't go home."
"Ah? Why?"
Teacher Su pushed up his glasses and said: "Welfare for senior high school students, make-up classes until the 25th of the year. Are you happy? Are you surprised?"
"..."
Compared with the big strides made by Class 13 last time, the progress this time is naturally not obvious, but such a difficult test paper has not led to any regression. It is not visible in the scores, but it is very clearly reflected in the grade ranking.
Even Chang H, who had just returned, moved forward a few steps.
"hh, you are so awesome!"
"No, Jiajia, you are so powerful. In a while, you will catch up with me!"
The little best friends who had reconciled as before were exchanging business compliments in a very decent manner. After speaking, they both laughed and felt happy when they held their report cards.
The top five grades in No. 3 Middle School all receive bonuses, which are donated by well-known alumni to their alma mater to encourage the progress of younger students.
Brother Jia did not expect that he would get this money at the end of his senior year of high school, nor did he expect that he would stand in the school auditorium with Li Zhiming to receive this honor.
If it weren't for Su Jinglin, Zhao Jia might not have come to school today at all.
When Brother Jia came down from the stage, Tan Zhao clearly felt the change in Brother Jia's mood: "What's wrong, Brother Jia?"
Brother Jia has always been very cool. When he heard this, he just shook his head and said it was okay. He was still the steady and mature Brother Jia. Tan Zhao did not continue to ask, but his eyes fell on the other four top students who were stepping down from the stage.
"Teacher Su, Teacher Su!"
Tan Zhao finally came back to his senses: "Oh, just come."
After attending this conference, the first and second graders of high school were on winter vacation. As the head teacher of the third grade of high school, Teacher Su naturally had to continue working until the 25th of the year, when the job finally ushered in a long vacation.
Feng Xiulan did well in the final exam, especially in chemistry and English. She ranked 199th in her grade. She was the most improved student in Class 13 and received a certificate for this.
"How's it going? Does it feel very novel?"
Young man Feng is used to being tough: "It's nothing, who hasn't won it when they were young?"
"..." Young man, are you getting old so soon? When you were still young, Teacher Su said very rudely, "Okay, I'm not young, classmate Feng, let's go to the supermarket with the teacher~"
"Not going."
Then half an hour later, Feng Xiulan pushed a cart and accompanied Teacher Su to go shopping in a crowded supermarket.
Looking at the crowded supermarket New Year market, Feng Xiulan was in a daze for a moment. He suddenly remembered the small cake that Teacher Su brought him on his birthday on December 1st.
That day was a very ordinary Wednesday in the senior year of high school. He had a day of classes. It was only after the evening self-study get out of class that he realized, oh, it turns out today is his birthday.
Originally, he just wanted to try his best and leave as planned if it didn't work, but... Feng Xiulan looked at the people carrying fruits not far away. At this moment, he had to admit that some people have this kind of magic power.
He is unwilling, resentful, and exiles himself. In fact, he does not want to reconcile with himself or anyone else. If he chooses to leave, he will definitely come back one day in the future.
Teacher Su is right, since he wants to come back, then why not go away! It is not his fault, he wants to get back what belongs to him in an upright and upright manner.
"Teacher Su, don't buy any more fruit! I can't carry it back!" Do you have too much money to burn your hands? Stop it!
However, Mr. Su was so arrogant and said that he wanted to brew Zhuangyuan wine for his students, and even nine oxen could not get him back.
When he got home, Young Feng fell down on the sofa exhausted. He was too tired to persuade the teacher to spend less money. If he goes to college elsewhere in the future, Teacher Su is afraid that he will live on the street?!
Um, no, it seems that when he "picked up" Teacher Su, Teacher Su was Yazi who was living on the street.
"..." It's too real. What will Teacher Su do with her future partner?!
Tan Zhao arranged the fruits he had brought back, and when he came out, he saw the student's expression of vicissitudes of life: "What major issues in life are you thinking about?"
Feng Xiulan glanced at his teacher and said, "I wonder if the teacher still has money in his pocket for the New Year."
"..." The child was heartbroken.
Teacher Su decided to act like he didn't hear anything and took apart the wine-making tools he bought online. Modern society is so convenient. You can buy whatever you want without having to go out. It's a blessing for lazy cancer.
"Teacher, please say goodbye, I think..."
"I don't want you to feel it, I want me to feel it."
Feng Juvenile: "...Teacher Su, don't read the news on the Internet if you have nothing to do."
Before Tan Zhao traveled through time, he did not drink alcohol due to physical reasons. Later, when he traveled across the world, knights and wine always went hand in hand. He was not addicted to alcohol, but he really enjoyed the process of making wine.
So even in modern times, he does not want to give up this hobby.
Considering that the students will all be adults, the wine this time is not so much wine as wine-flavored fruit juice. It uses all sour and sweet fruits. It is sour fermented and has a sweet taste.
On New Year's Eve, it suddenly snowed heavily again.
Neither Tan Zhao nor Feng Xiulan knew how to cook. The former cooked the kitchen, but the latter didn't want to learn, so they bought the hot pot base ingredients directly to avoid soaking the New Year's Eve dinner. The soup base was made accurately by Feng Shaojun according to the instructions.
As for cutting vegetables, Tan Zhao's knife skills are pretty good.
Just before dinner, an unexpected guest came.
Feng Xiulan really hated these parents who talked to themselves. Why did they come to him for New Year's Eve dinner in the heavy snow and talk about caring, but their eyes were like giving alms.
"Please leave immediately."
"Xiu Lan, it was mom's fault. How about you go back with mom? Mom will prepare your favorite dish..." Mother Feng came here alone.
That's it. Feng Xiulan has heard this on the phone countless times. After being blocked, he changed his number and called. He was still able to call after changing his number. He later simply answered the call and treated it as a book, but after listening for a long time,
He hated it even more.
"I said I won't go, don't you understand?"
Feng's father drove over. When he heard this, he immediately became angry: "Feng Xiulan, she is your mother, how can you talk! Today is New Year's Eve, you are not at home, where else do you want to go!"
The look in Feng Xiulan's eyes when she looked at Feng's father was as warm as the ice and snow.
"Mr. Feng, this is the first time we meet. I am Su Jinglin, Feng Xiulan's class teacher. Since you and Mrs. Feng are both here, do you mind if I do a 'home visit'?"
Feng Xiulan turned around and saw a man walking slowly with an umbrella in the wind and snow, until he came to his side and covered him with the cold wind and snow.