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Chapter 45 Found a Vulnerability

It will soon be time for lunch, but the school is carrying texts and English, and it is the time when it is in full swing.

Zhang Guimei walked with Chen Xing on the second floor, pointed to the students in the classroom and said: "This is the third year of high school, and the college entrance examination will be held next year. Like other schools, we treat the students who are about to take the college entrance examination more strictly."

Chen Xing had never experienced this kind of stage. He used the camera to take pictures of the students in the classroom who were staring at the test papers.

There should be an English class in the classroom on the third floor. The teacher led the students to read the words. Every time the female teacher said it, a group of students would recite it. Chen Xing had just acquired English skills, and felt that the way of pronouncing something was wrong.

But then I thought about it, maybe it was taught like this in the first place.

Thinking about it carefully, the English they teach in junior high school and higher vocational education is actually pronounced differently from what he had in mind.

Teacher Zhang introduced the students as well as the teacher.

"Our school now has 27 teachers. Since I appeared on several programs a few years ago, the school's situation has also improved. We think that after this batch of students graduate this year, we will recruit 18 more teachers from the society."

"Teaching such students should give the teacher a sense of accomplishment."

He and Mr. Zhang walked in the corridors outside each classroom like the head teacher patrolling the class. From the perspective outside the window, he could clearly see the movements of most of the students, such as whether anyone was sleeping, reading novels, playing with mobile phones, etc. .

But no one is making small moves, and everyone is listening carefully.

Zhang Guimei said with a smile: "The children are good children, and they understand their situation. At least in our school, there are very few students who are willing to degenerate."

The environment is very important. Even a lazy student will start working hard unconsciously if he is in various environments for a long time.

"Last year we had nine candidates out of 150, nine specialists, seventy ones, and seventeen with a score of over [-]. This is a good result for Huaping County, and it is already the best for girls in mountainous areas. The result has been achieved, and many people are praising it, but I am not satisfied."

"Is it good already?"

There are more than 150 people, and half of them have read one book, so what about two or three books?

Changing to another school, I must be very happy.

"I'm not dissatisfied with the students, I just feel that with their hard work, it's really not worth it to go to two books and three books."

Chen Xing took a picture of a girl writing at her desk outside the window. There were stacks of books on her desk.

He wanted to ask something, but the bell rang.

The teacher looked at the time and said, "get out of class is over."

The students stood up and shouted: "Goodbye, teacher!"

Chen Xing hadn’t seen this kind of scene for a long time. The senior vocational school he was in was not happy with this, or most of the senior vocational colleges and junior colleges would not stand up and say goodbye to the teacher after class. From the moment I got a higher vocational education, I was already half a member of the society.

The students in red school uniforms came out in a file, and when they saw Zhang Guimei standing outside the classroom, they shouted, "Mr. Zhang."

"Hello, Teacher Zhang!"

Zhang Guimei nodded and said, "Go, go and eat."

Then he said to Chen Xing: "Let's go too, I'll take you to the cafeteria to have a look, I like the photos you took very much, when you take a photo of us this time, you must send me a set of photos first , I put it in my office."

Chen Xing smiled and said, "That's for sure."

When I was in Chunmanzhai before, everyone would only say that Chen Xing's photos are beautiful, and only Mr. Zhang, a cultural person, can say something about Chen Xing's photos.

On the way, Chen Xing asked, "Has Song Shulan come back to class?"

"Not yet. She has to go home first, and then come to school again. She has wasted so much time not attending class, and I don't know if she can keep up with the progress when she arrives at school."

"Is she doing well?"

"At the middle level, if you work harder, you can get a book."

Chen Xing was speechless, did Song Shulan work hard enough to be able to write a book?
Then I used to be so bad that I couldn't even go to high school.

If you don’t think about it carefully, he will almost forget what happened at the beginning. Chen Xing’s personality is very different from when he was young. If you narrow down his current age and compare him with his childhood self, it’s hard to guess that it’s the same person. .

Teacher Zhang suddenly said to a few chatting students: "Run up and run up, chat and do what you are doing here, aren't you hungry? If you are not hungry, go back and memorize the text."

The girls were startled and ran away quickly.

When the two walked into the cafeteria, the noise inside suddenly stopped, and everyone stopped their chatting voices by coincidence.

Zhang Guimei wanted to help Chen Xing cook, but Chen Xing hurriedly did it himself. He is also a person who has just walked out of school, and he is quite skilled in cooking in the cafeteria, but their school does not have such strict rules. .

Finding an empty place to sit down, Chen Xing said: "It can be seen that you have a high prestige in school."

"Prestige is useless, I just hope they study hard."

The girls sitting around looked over frequently. As a boy who was almost the same age as them, Chen Xing was so handsome and had a camera, which made them all curious.

Who doesn't like to see handsome men and beautiful women?

Zhang Guimei glanced at it, but didn't stop it, after all, the girls didn't speak.

Chen Xing had just eaten, so he didn't eat much, and mainly tasted the dishes in the cafeteria.

There are few dishes, just two dishes and one soup, but the taste is really good, better than most restaurants outside.Although there are few dishes, there are also meat and vegetables, and the nutrition is balanced, which will not delay the growth of the students.

Eat without speaking, sleep without speaking.

This is Zhang Guimei's request to the students.

But this rule is not for traditional politeness, but to let them think more about their studies. During this period, making friends, family and friendship are all secondary things, and nothing is more important than grades.

She said to Chen Xing: "No matter how hard and tiring you are, there are only three years, which is better than a lifetime of hard work and ignorance."

"I understand, Mr. Zhang, I've been thinking recently that it would be nice if I met you back then."

The school is not big, and there are even fewer places to shoot.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the two of them were already sitting in Teacher Zhang's office. Teacher Zhang made a cup of tea for Chen Xing from the students and said, "Many young people like to drink beverages now, and they don't want to drink tea. Something with a bitter taste."

Chen Xing took a sip.

It is a bit bitter.

However, there will be sweetness after bitterness, and perhaps this is the reason why many people like tea.

Chen Xing heard the students speak English again.

There are also people who read texts in Mandarin, but Chen Xing is not sensitive to Mandarin now, and his teacher still teaches in Sichuan dialect. ?
Chen Xing said: "aluminum, the English teacher said it is metal aluminum, but shouldn't this word be pronounced aluminum?"

Teacher Zhang looked at Chen Xing suspiciously and said, "Your English is pretty good, and you are not very old. Have you ever considered taking the college entrance examination to go to university?"

"how?"

"The aluminum you read is the pronunciation and words of American English. We teach British English. Actually, I am not very proficient in English. I can understand it, but I can't speak it at all. You look much better than me .”

It turned out to be the case.

Chen Xing laughed twice.

He thought he had found the flaw of the English teacher, but it turned out that he had too little knowledge.

(End of this chapter)