Chapter 149 Let him lose his security in the evening
"I have applied to the school to set up a top science class in Class 6, and an entrance exam will be held immediately. Only the top 60 in the school can stay here!"
"Some students behave arrogantly, have vicious thoughts, and do not want to make progress in their studies. What should I do with them this time?"
Zhang Ping finished the call viciously, and then looked at Yang Jianguang specifically, her face obviously showing a bit of pride.
After Zhang Ping left, the entire class 6 students were excited.
When a top class is established, only the top sixty can stay?
Because compulsory education was not universalized in the 1990s, and the number of people attending high school was relatively small, there were only 10 classes in Yongzhong, 5 liberal arts classes and 5 science classes, with a total of just over 600 students.
It is actually not difficult to get into the top 60 among more than 300 students in science, but for students like Yang Jianguang and He Bing who are always in the middle and lower reaches of the class, it is a huge problem.
Therefore, the students in the middle and lower reaches looked sad, while the students in the upper reaches also breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking at the performance of the students in the back row, Jiang Chen smiled proudly, especially when he saw Yang Jianguang, the smile on his face became even brighter.
Sure enough, there are differences between people!
Yang Jianguang, Yang Jianguang, is it useful to be so arrogant?
The entrance exam is the day after tomorrow. With your grades, you should definitely go to the regular class!
Zhou Yating put down the pen in her hand, glanced back inadvertently, and finally settled on Yang Jianguang who was calmly memorizing words.
He didn't look as sad as others!
Is it because you have long accepted this fact?
Thinking of this, Zhou Yating smiled slightly.
This is normal. With Yang Jianguang's usual grades in the upper and lower classes, it is almost impossible to stay in Class 6!
As for me, as one of the top students in my class, it was a piece of cake for me to get into the top 60 in my grade this time.
Whether he goes to a regular class, let him accept this reality early, and save him from having unrealistic illusions about himself in the same class every day.
In the back row, He Bing murmured with a face about to cry. "It's over, it's over. My mother has been very strong in this life. If my mother knows that I have been kicked into the ordinary class, she will tear me alive!"
His grades are similar to those of Yang Jianguang in the class. He is usually ranked in the top 200 in the grade. It is basically impossible to get into the top 60!
Zhang Shuai, who was next to him, curled his lips and couldn't help but complain. "What's the matter with you, He Bing? If you don't get good grades, you still have to live. Why are you crying and crying?"
"Besides, parents are all the same in this world. How strong can your mother be?"
"You know shit." He Bing retorted desperately.
"I still remember the Phoenix bicycle I rode when I was a kid. I accidentally got my foot stuck in the wheel while sitting on the back. My mother felt that she couldn't pedal anymore, so she stood up and pedaled..."
"Yes, that's right! Just stand up and kick. I said, "Mom, stop kicking." My mother turned her head and looked back at me with a smile and said: It's okay, Mom can kick!"
After hearing He Bing tell the story with a sad face, a group of boys nearby also took a breath.
In the end, they patted He Bing on the shoulder sympathetically and left with sympathetic faces.
When others left the classroom one after another, He Bing also looked desperately at Yang Jianguang who was reading a book at the side. "Jianguang, what should we do? We are going to be kicked out of Class 6!"
Without even raising his bald head, Yang Jian wrote down the English words he had just memorized in his scratch pad and replied, "This is the test, what else can I do?"
He Bing sighed, that's right.
Yang Jianguang and himself are evenly matched, what can we do as brothers in distress?
Just when He Bing was about to leave, he accidentally glanced at Yang Jianguang's draft paper.
He was suddenly stunned and asked in disbelief. "Let me go, Jianguang, your handwriting in English, why do I think it looks better than Zhang Youde's?"
Obviously, last semester, his and Yang Jianguang's English was ridiculed by Zhang Youde in class because their English writing looked like chicken feet. How come Yang Jianguang's English writing is so beautiful after disappearing during the summer vacation?
If it were not certain that this beautiful and neat English word was written stroke by stroke by Yang Jianguang, He Bing would have doubted whether this was someone else's draft paper that Yang Jianguang picked up somewhere!
Next to him, Yang Jianguang nodded slightly, "I practiced for a while during the summer vacation."
However, Yang Jianguang also complained silently in his heart. He had been writing English for twenty or thirty years and it still looked like chicken feet. Then he could start his life over again.
"You are so awesome!" He Bing hurriedly gave his friend a thumbs up.
But soon he thought about the exam again and began to frown.
"I'm dead, I'm dead. After this exam, I'm afraid my mother will take me back from my mother's womb. If I had known this, I would have studied hard."
He Bing kept talking non-stop, and Yang Jianguang had no choice but to put down the pen in his hand.
Seeing He Bing's sad face, Yang Jianguang hesitated for a while, then lowered his voice and said.
"If it really doesn't work, I'll put down the test paper during the exam. You can copy more of my multiple-choice questions and see if you can get into the top 60."
As soon as these words came out, He Bing made a disapproving sound.
Copied Yang Jianguang’s entry into the top 60.
Stop talking nonsense.
Who doesn’t know what level they are at?
To put it bluntly, if you copy from the last to the second, can you still get the first place in the exam?
So He Bing didn't take this matter to heart at all. He casually responded to Yang Jianguang and left with a sad face.
Seeing this, Yang Jianguang also shook his head, closed the book in his hand, and began to organize his things.
The top 60 in Yongzhong are probably between 520-550. With my current level, I should be able to get this score.
However, even if he did not pass the exam and was assigned to the ordinary class, it was not something that was unacceptable to Yang Jianguang.
By the time he reached the third year of high school, the new courses had been taught, which were basically exam review patterns, so it made no difference to him which class he was in.
It was just this time for the entrance exam. He planned to seize the time in the past few days to continue to review and go all out to see what level he would be when he returned from decades later.
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In the next few days, Yang Jianguang was immersed in constant review.
At this moment, Cheng Lin quickly reported the situation at Qiaodong Bookstore to Zhang Xiong.
After hearing that Qiaodong Bookstore's business was booming, Zhang Xiong's face became visibly unhappy.
How could so many people come to buy books from just a broken bridge?
When Cheng Lin saw this, he quickly took the opportunity to tell the story about Zhong Wenhua.
"Boss, it's all that Zhong Wenhua's fault. He's still unethical at such an old age. He works as a lobbyist for this guy Xinwu and promotes his crappy "Shu Xian"!"
Hearing this, Zhang Xiong suddenly became furious.
He slammed the table and shouted angrily.
"Huh, this old guy, when I asked him to help promote the book of our Tianhai Publishing House, he refused to agree! Now he is running to help Xinwu advertise!"
"A crappy novel written by an unknown author, and he shamelessly praised it to this extent?"
"Just wait for me, I'll contact the literary community right now to prevent him from being saved for the rest of his life!"