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"Isn't it necessary to limit yourself to grades?"

"What do you mean by that?"

in the principal's office.

The headmaster frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.

Ren Yan explained in due course:

"It's just that you don't need to involve Class Nine for this matter."

"What you need now is to make students interested in learning again, it's not difficult!"

"You have an idea?!" The principal was taken aback for a moment, and then happily said, "Hurry up and talk about it!"

"It's very simple, tell the students in other classes that as long as they can get the first grade in the class in the future exams, they can come to class nine to participate in the teaching of nine classes a week."

"During the period, the treatment is the same as that of Class Nine."

"Aren't there eight classes besides Class Nine in Third Middle School and Senior Three?"

"Now the exam should be once a month. By the end of this holiday, I can accept eight more students every month."

"There is this kind of goal that attracts them, and I am not afraid that they will not work hard."

"And this kind of spontaneous effort is much stronger than others' urging."

Ren Yan explained slowly, and the principal understood a bit:

"You mean, the reward mechanism?"

"It's really a good way. It's similar to those parents who say that students buy a prize after they pass the exam."

"But these, can really fully stimulate their awareness of independent learning?"

Regarding this point, the principal of No. [-] Middle School was still a little worried.

This approach, many parents will do, but most of the results obtained are not satisfactory.

Often the rewards are fixed, but the students still do what they want.

In the end, not only did the grades not improve, but the rewards had to be fulfilled.

After all, most parents still can't bear it.

"That's different, Principal." Ren Yan said in a timely manner: "Parents and students are one-on-one, there is no competition, and the status is not equal."

"But when it spreads out to peers, they have an amazing chemistry."

"It's like playing games to compete for the leaderboard. Once there are specific benefits, no one wants to lag behind their peers."

"How should I describe this phenomenon? In fact, it also exists in the adult world today. A simple summary is that seeing you making money is more uncomfortable than seeing me losing money. It's the inferiority of human beings~"

"It's just that the world of adults is much dirtier, and it's pure competition among students."

"And in order to prevent them from ganging up and performing poorly, each class must set a score. Only those who exceed this score can participate in the election, and those who do not exceed it will directly GG."

"The specific score will be calculated according to their average score."

"Coupled with the limited time and number of people I can receive, the students will naturally know what to do."

"As long as the rules are given and enough attraction is given, they will definitely play well within the rules, and we don't need to worry about it at all."

"The children of today are so smart~"

After all, Ren Yan also sighed with emotion.

The headmaster of No. [-] Middle School gradually relaxed his brows.

After this set, the feasibility seems to be really high.

It is far more reliable than letting Class Nine cheat.

"So when do we start?" the headmaster asked.

"I'm just doing whatever I want. Why don't some students come here?" Ren Yan seemed indifferent.

"Well, let's start implementing it now. If there is no accident, the first batch of students should arrive at your place in a week. Teacher Ren, please send me the address."

"Ok."

Soon, the two finalized the details, and the principal hung up the phone satisfied.

Leaving aside anything else, he really appreciates Ren Yan now.

This matter that everyone was struggling with, the other party solved it in a few words, and the control over education was astonishing.

On the contrary, looking at the teachers in front of him who came up with some bad ideas, the principal couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

The family-raised ones seem to be not as fragrant as wild flowers.
"Students, let's do this."

After sighing, the principal put on a serious face and began to tell the teachers about the method Ren Yan mentioned just now.

Not long after, all the teachers left the principal's office relieved.

As for Ren Yan, after hanging up the phone, she looked at Class Nine.

"I don't know if these new guys can reinvigorate Class Nine."

Ren Yan's eyes gradually narrowed.

The next day.

Within a class.

Huang Tao, the head teacher of class one, walked into the classroom with a stack of papers in his hand and a smile on his face.

It seems to have returned to the rhythm of the past.

Seeing this, the students' faces collapsed, and after a glance at each other, they were ready to resist.

I have mentioned my appeal so many times, why doesn't my teacher listen to it?
Do you still want them to continue making papers? !
Don't they have temper?

Today, they will let their teachers know.

'study?Learn a P! '

Then, at the moment when everyone was about to speak, Huang Tao took the lead and said with a smile:
"Okay, put away your tense expressions."

"Isn't it just that you don't want to do papers?"

"I understand!"

"But before that, let me tell you one thing!"

"After the unremitting efforts of the teacher and the principal, we finally reached an agreement with Class Nine, which you have been looking forward to recently."

"You also have the opportunity to go to Class Nine to experience life~"

Speaking of this, Huang Tao paused on purpose.

Sure enough, a group of students showed surprise expressions one after another, and couldn't wait to ask:

"real?!"

Huang Tao ignored it, but pressed his hand instead:
"but!"

"Before going, Teacher Ren said that he should choose some students who he thinks are reliable."

"So, what is reliable?"

"Just look at your grades!"

"During this semester, only students with the best grades in the class each month and with a total score of 650 or above can go to class nine."

"Teach nine classes for a week."

"As for the others, we can only continue to work hard!"

With that said, Huang Tao patted the test paper in his hand:

"Now, do you still think that making papers is unnecessary?"

After the words fell, he quietly waited for the students' reactions.

Anyway, the matter has come to this point, and he has no better way, so he might as well try Ren Yan's method.

Moreover, designing score cards for students, which may offend students, is better left to Ren Yan.

No matter what, I will never stick to this pot.

At this moment, Huang Tao thought clearly.

The students in Class [-] were startled for a moment, and then fell into deep thought.

Not long after, someone took the initiative to take the test paper and began to answer it seriously.

Since then, there have been more and more students of this type, and they seem to be more active than each other.

After a moment of hesitation, Yang Yang was also about to leave his seat.

He had already thought clearly that the method the teacher mentioned clearly meant for everyone to compete.

There are still about four months until the end of this semester.

Calculated according to the progress of one person per month, at most 4 people in the class can go to the ninth class to experience the life of the ninth class.

Although Yang Yang felt somewhat offended by this forced competition.

But looking at the enthusiastic expressions of his classmates, he felt a burst of urgency in his heart.

There are only four places, but now there are more than fifty people vying for them.

It's a lie to say no rush.

After a brief thought, Yang Yang quickly came to the head teacher, took a test paper, sat back in his seat, and began to answer seriously.

As for the 'learning' I thought before, learn a P? '

Have you really thought about it?

Didn't I think at the time, 'Isn't learning really fragrant? ! '

Gradually, the corners of Yang Yang's mouth began to curl into a smile.

He suddenly felt that this feeling that the goal was close in front of him was not bad at all.

And the same thing was happening in the other seven classes.

At the same time, Wang Yu, who had been away for many days, returned to the warehouse again.

The courier sent just arrived at the Jiuban warehouse.

This time he not only brought back a full set of high school textbooks.

I even bought a bunch of miscellaneous books in the bookstore.

These include but are not limited to "Introduction to Basic Programming", "History of Shipbuilding Development", "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea", "History of Chinese Construction", "Relationship between Chemistry and Life", "Advanced Mathematics", "Introduction to Practical Physics".
Looking at such a dazzling array of books, the five senses of everyone in Class Nine squeezed together again, looking deeply at Wang Yu, who was dusty but full of glory.

A strange feeling rose in his heart.

This Xueba, did he misunderstand himself and others?

Are the books you bought us able to understand now? !
Even Ah Wei didn't care about Wang Yu's expenses at this time, but began to look back on his current life of more than ten years.

When did you make people feel that you were very knowledgeable?

Don't say these books are him, can his father understand them?

After a brief moment of astonishment, everyone began to rummage through the books Wang Yu had brought back, wanting to see what weird things this top student had brought back.

Not long after, Li Chengcheng pulled out a book with an interjection with a smirk on his face, and shouted loudly on purpose:

"Come on! University bully, didn't you accidentally stuff your own secret garden into it?"

""The Secret History of the British Royal Family"?!"

"What the hell is the illustration version?! The taste is not bad!"

As he spoke, Li Chengcheng flipped through two pages, and then his eyes gradually enlarged.

This book is more exciting than he imagined.

It even caused the other students on the side to look sideways, and Ren Yan also glanced over curiously.

However, Wang Yu was unmoved: "I bought this book for you."

After saying that, all the boys in class nine blushed and looked at Wang Yu with a look of "you know".

This college bully is still very sophisticated in some respects~
The girls squinted slightly unluckily.

Wang Yu explained in a timely manner: "Although this "Secret History of Bringing Britain" is an unofficial history, it can more or less let us know something about foreign countries."

"Especially this kind of gossip, which is usually the best talking point for ordinary people."

"Knowing this, it may come in handy when we actually go to sea."

"Just because of this?!" Li Qi said in disbelief.

Wang Yu looked at the other party puzzled: "Otherwise?"

"In addition to these unofficial histories, I also bought a lot of official histories, all of which are Chinese versions from abroad. We can read them as stories."

While speaking, Wang Yu took out works such as "Once Upon a Time in the Lighthouse" and "Epic of the Nile".

Let the boys in class nine look sideways.

The girls turned their contemptuous eyes from Wang Yu to the other boys, and gave the boys a painful crit.

As a high school student, how can I have such messy thoughts!

Simply placing the newly arrived books in the library area, Class Nine started to get busy again.

From now on, whether they like it or not, some 'professional knowledge' beyond high school has been mentioned on their agenda.

Otherwise, they really can't address future incidents that the ship might encounter.

The days passed as usual.

A week passed without knowing it.

On this day, in Class [-] of No. [-] Middle School.

Like other students, Yang Yang looked at the head teacher on the stage expectantly.

The latest monthly exam has ended, and today is the time to announce the results.

At the same time, it is also to decide who is the first student to go to Class Nine to experience life.

In this regard, we all have the same expectations.

Yang Yang is no exception.

Soon, Class One teacher Huang Tao began to announce the results.

"Dong Hao, 667 points."

"Zhao Ting, 670 points."

"Yan Kai, 651 points."

As the grades of one student after another were read out, the atmosphere in the class gradually became anxious.

It is different from last month's bottoming.

This time everyone's scores have improved significantly.

Last month, the average score was around 640, but this time it was around 655.

The intensity of the competition can be imagined.

Yang Yang's heart also hung up.

This time, he felt that he performed very well, but when he heard the scores of other students, he suddenly felt a little uncertain.

According to his estimation, he should be able to score about 665 points in the test, which is considered a considerable improvement.

But even so, facing those monsters with 670 points, Yang Yang felt uneasy.

I can only keep praying in my heart:

"It must be above six hundred and seven, it must be above six hundred and seven"

As time goes by, a brand new score refreshes the class record:

"Hu Feifei, 674 points."

In an instant, the whole class burst into sighs.

674 points, a score they have never touched.

Except for the former Xueba Wang Yu, almost no one in the first class can exceed this score.

This is already the limit of the limit.

Yang Yang's heart was also instantly shattered, and he cast an envious look at the quiet Hu Feifei.

However, the next moment, the whole class, including him, was dumbfounded again.

"Yang Yang, 675 points."

Huang Tao read out the last score, and then looked at Yang Yang with a smile on his face:

"Yang Yang, you did well in the exam this time, which means you can still do it if you work hard."

"make persistent efforts."

After saying that, Huang Tao sat on his seat, quite at ease.

Although Yang Yang may have to leave the first class for about a week, and there is a risk that he will never return.

But the rate of improvement in class grades still made him feel happy.

If it can continue like this, then Class One may break the school record again in the future college entrance examination.

Moreover, Ren Yan has also promised that students will only be allowed to stay with him for a week.

Thinking about it, even if Yang Yang wanted to stay, it was unlikely.

For this point, Huang Tao still believes in Xin Yan's character.

So this time, Huang Tao was in a really good mood.

The moment Huang Tao took his seat, all the students in class one looked at Yang Yang in surprise:

"Yang Yang, you are hiding something! 675? Awesome!"

"Made, I thought my 667 would be stable, but you all compare one by one!"

"Understood, let's learn secretly, and then amaze everyone."

Hearing the compliments from his classmates, Yang Yang couldn't believe it. He didn't feel at ease until he saw his score.

With a smile on his face, he clasped his fists at his classmates:

"I'm sorry, everyone, let me go!"

"Who made my buddy lucky this time!"

Then he turned his attention to the class teacher and asked the question he was most concerned about:
"Teacher, how often can I go to Class Nine?"

"After this class." Huang Tao replied: "Class Nine is currently in Qinhuang City, and this is their specific address."

"After this class is over, the school will arrange for you to go there, don't worry."

Hearing this, Yang Yang sat down straight away, and began to wait patiently, while at the same time, he kept imagining the experience after Class Nine in his mind.

I can't listen to this class anymore.
Soon, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Yang Yang rushed out of the classroom recklessly, leaving only the envious eyes of other students.

The gate of No. [-] Middle School.

The eight lucky ones in the third grade took the bus under the arrangement of the school.

Qinhuang City is not too far from the imperial capital.

So the school decided to make a unified arrangement.

This is not only safe, but also prevents other things from happening, and sends the students directly to the warehouse of Class Nine.

Although it may take a little longer.

But these are not a big problem for students.

Soon, the bus started.

Yang Yang embarked on a new journey together with seven other students whom he did not know.

At this time, in Class Nine's warehouse.

All the students in Class Nine didn't know what was going on until now, and they all looked at their teacher with surprised eyes, a little unbelievable.

"No, Teacher Ren, can't you inform us in advance about such a big event?!"

"We might as well arrange it in advance, and do our best to be a landlord~"

"Now, let other students see it and think that our Class Nine is rude?"

Awei frowned.

As the class monitor, he felt that it was necessary for him to set up the appearance of Class Nine, and not let others think that Class Nine would not be able to do things.

However, Ren Yan waved his hand indifferently:

"Pull it down, and return the friendship of the landlord. The place you are talking about seems to belong to you."

"Besides, you can't afford to welcome them."

"It's their own choice for them to come, and you can do whatever you want."

"Don't give them special treatment."

"In that case, it will appear that you are too humble."

"Remember, they are begging you now, not you begging him."

After all, Ren Yan pulled out a chair and sat on it:

"However, there is still one thing to pay attention to."

"The students who can come this time will not have bad grades. It is conservatively estimated that the worst one is also a player with a total score of 460 points."

"Now your shipbuilding progress is above a bottleneck."

"Since the completion of the various compartments and the hull, you have hardly made any progress."

"What about adding some buildings to it?"

"It's been almost a week, and there has been no progress, is it ashamed?"

"If this is seen by students in other classes, it won't be embarrassing."

"Of course, you may think it's not important, but teacher, I still want some face~"

While speaking, Ren Yan patted her cheek with a little dissatisfaction on her face.

Everyone in Class Nine was also ashamed.

It has been five days since they built the hull, and it has been a week since Wang Yu returned.

But their progress did get stuck.

The buildings on the deck and the interior of the cabin are completely two concepts.

In the cabin, just consider some issues of force and weight.

The hull will help them withstand all waves.

But above deck, they have too many things to consider.

The tolerance of the building, which includes not only the washing of the waves, the shaking of the hull body, but also whether the baking of the sun will change the material.

Secondly, location and practicality must also be considered.

If an accident does happen, will these buildings cause any damage to the hull itself, or affect the use of some spaces.

What if this thing is struck by lightning?

These are all things they need to consider.

However, their knowledge is really not enough. On this kind of issue, their own teachers ask foreign aid to provide only help, not ideas.

Let them think for themselves.

Only after completing the most basic ideas and feasibility, can foreign players get started.

This makes them feel worse.

In desperation, I can only study those "celestial scriptures." '

But in a short period of time, they really couldn't understand these 'books from heaven'.

You can only ask your own teacher or foreign aid, and you can imagine the progress.

So much so that they have now silently postponed the ship completion time until the holiday.

After all, these new knowledges are too difficult, too complicated, and it really tests patience.

They now prefer to learn how to make sails and tie knots of ropes rather than learning these boring "books from heaven".

This thing is much simpler than something like "Advanced Mathematics".

But now, they still feel a little uncomfortable when they hear their teachers use other classes to 'drive' themselves.

"Teacher Ren, it's okay."

"The books that Wang Yu brought are so difficult that even he can hardly understand them, let alone us."

"We need time~"

Ah Wei looked miserable, and quietly glanced at Wang Yu next to him.

Wang Yu's face turned red.

Ren Yan was unmoved: "That's your business."

"I knew that when students from other classes came, you would be nothing more than that~"

"That look, I can probably imagine now~"

"Also, who told you that you must understand everything after reading the book?"

"It's sometimes a way to not ask for deep understanding~"

"Now that there are so many books to read, if you really want to cover everything, even if you are given another 500 years, don't even think about it."

"Looking at things to gain knowledge, you also need to pay attention to the basic law~"

"Can't you pick the things you need the most first?"

"When you come across something you don't understand right away, don't you just let it go for a while?"

"If it doesn't work, we can divide the labor~"

Hearing this, everyone in Class Nine was startled.

It seems that this is really the case?
Recently, they have been reading books carefully from the first page to the last page, seeking a mastery.

But in this way, the speed is indeed slow and difficult.

But just looking at the part that is needed, it seems, is it okay?
At this moment, Class Nine seemed to realize something.

After many days, my teacher finally gave another method!

In this way, the progress may continue to advance!
As long as the progress is advanced, can the students in other classes still despise us? !

Of course not!

Thinking about it, everyone in Class Nine smiled, ready to study their professional knowledge.

But when they got to the library area, they were suddenly taken aback.

This scene always feels familiar.
External force, comparison, guidance, learning.
'Made, my teacher is forcing me to study again! '

The next moment, they were ready to raise their middle fingers to Ren Yan again.

Then the goal was just an empty chair, and my teacher had disappeared.

Only a group of belated students were left, staring at each other in the library area.