Mr. Bao and his son: Only use Stankang for hair oil

Chapter 91 Bao Guowei!One hundred percent!

"Master, go home!"

After getting off the rickshaw, Lao Bao and Bao Guowei walked through the courtyard and opened the door to enter their home amid the respectful greetings of Wang Xiaowu and Wang Dachui, two stick-wielding doormen.

Sure enough, as Lao Bao said, there are two maids at home, and they are standing in the living room cleaning at the moment.

"Master, Master!"

The two maids were both wearing ordinary coarse cotton-padded clothes. When they saw the master and young master coming home, they said hello in a somewhat reserved manner.

The older maid is about thirty years old, with a broad face and slightly dark skin. According to what Old Bao said, this is the cook of the Bao family. Her surname is Li. Maybe she should be called Aunt Li in the future?
The other one heard from Lao Bao that he was only eighteen or nineteen years old, his surname was Wang, his name was Wang Xiaoxiu, and his appearance was average, otherwise he wouldn't have taken the job as a servant.

Seeing Bao Guowei's clothes and appearance, the maids felt that he was a normal person and felt relieved.

What servants fear most is having a bad-tempered young master in their family who beats and scolds servants at all times - even if it is a master who is physically aggressive, it is always better than beating and scolding the servants.

However, the Bao family started from servants, so they naturally know the difficulties of servants. It is probably a blessing for these two to be servants in the Bao family.

Bao Guowei took a look and found that everything in his home seemed a lot brighter now: the exquisite marble on the floor had been mopped very clean, and some landscape paintings were hung around it.

However, it is still mainly white, with a rather literary atmosphere.

The small bookcase from the old house in the south of the city has been moved back and placed in the west corner of the living room. Not only has it been wiped clean, but it also contains a pile of old newspapers, magazines and other reading materials.

Counting the two concierges, two servants, and the father and son, there were already six people in the huge home. It finally no longer looked so empty and had a somewhat populated atmosphere.

"Master, let me get you some water. Do you want to wash your feet?"

Xiaoxiu came over on her own initiative, holding a new suit that Bao Guowei bought a few days ago. Bao Guowei frowned when he saw it:
"No, I take a shower every day. Just go and wash my shoes for me. And don't go into my room casually in the future."

Since moving to his new home and having a shower room, Bao Guowei has taken a bath every day.

Firstly, it is to relax the body and mind, and secondly, the hair oil is applied on the head. If you don't wash it and just lie on the bed to sleep, it will easily stick to the pillow.

What's more, new hair oil heralds the beginning of a new day, and it has become Bao Guowei's habit to apply Sidan Kang hair oil every day.

"Okay, then I'll boil the bath water for the young master."

Bao Guowei looked at the dining table again. Today's dinner was obviously not cooked by Lao Bao:

A large bowl of ham sausage mixed with hot dry noodles, a bowl of brown salty sauce, a large chicken leg, and a bowl of tea to relieve fatigue.

After eating, Xiao Xiu immediately brought clean napkins and cleared the dishes on the table.

I have to say, this feeling of being served is really good.

……

The first weekly test at the beginning of each school year is often used as the basis for selecting class representatives in provincial middle schools, and is undoubtedly taken very seriously.

It's near dusk and the sun will set.

There are dozens of teachers sitting in the correction room of the provincial middle school, using the residual light of the sun and the lights on the ceiling to correct today's test papers with extremely fast efficiency.

As usual, all test papers that can pass Grade A will be singled out, then compiled into a book, and compared according to the scores.

As time passed, piles of test papers were marked and completed, and then someone picked them out and put them away in categories.

There are 440 first-year candidates in the school. With the cooperation of dozens of teachers, this work can be completed quickly.

The most important indicator for measuring the educational level of Xinxue is undoubtedly the number of first-class students in each subject.

After some statistics by teachers in each subject, the number of first-class results in each subject in the school is as follows:
"Calculated as Grade A, seventeen."

"Grade [-], six."

"History Class A, 48."

"Class A in Chinese Language and Literature, 78."

"Chemistry A, 21."

"Western Literature A, etc., 41." After correcting A, B, C, and D, students still have to be ranked according to the specific scores in the exam, which is very cumbersome.

From now on, I will still be busy counting the top three and four top students...

When Teacher Shen got the results of his class, he was very excited, and even his lips trembled. His emotions were a bit complicated, on the one hand he was angry, on the other hand he was happy.

Anyway - he had a whole night to calm down.

……

Early the next morning, under the service of two female servants, Bao Guowei took care of the issues of dressing, eating and hygiene early.

I left home with the greetings of the two door gods and started my journey to school today.

Mr. Shen seemed to have arrived a little late today. He came after everyone had already stood up and read for a while during the morning reading class.

"Boom!"

A stack of test papers was thrown on the table. Teacher Shen frowned and knocked on the table a few more times.

The classroom immediately fell silent, and the students all looked at him.

"All sit down."

Teacher Shen looked around the classroom and his eyes stayed on Bao Guowei's face for a while:
"There are 34 people in one class."

"I won't talk about other subjects for now. Just arithmetic, it's nineteen cents! How did you study during this time?"

"As long as you listen carefully in class, you won't be able to get a D. The basic questions above are enough for you to get a C.

"This is simply the worst class I have ever led!"

Mr. Shen gave many students a scolding on the podium.

The students in the class all know the temperament of the arithmetic teacher. As long as they learn arithmetic well, they can do whatever they want. If they don't learn arithmetic well, they won't look good on anyone.

Anyway, I'm going to have bad luck today.

All the students already know what they will face next, and those who feel that they have passed the Ding class are ready to copy the test papers.

Mr. Shen looked at the transcript in his hand again:
"Especially Guo Chun! Wang Laowu! Liu Da! What did the three of you study this week! Forget about taking the exam, you actually got zero points? Did you study seriously?"

The arithmetic exam at this time was different from the later ones. There were no multiple-choice questions or true-false questions. They were all fill-in-the-blank and application questions. This resulted in a significant increase in the number of people who scored zero in the exam.

Mr. Shen became more and more excited as he spoke. After taking a deep breath, he finally calmed down:
"I can't attend the morning reading class this time. Why should I study if my arithmetic test is like this? It will be changed to arithmetic class. The person whose name I read will come up and get the test paper."

"Li Hongwei! 21 points, Ding! Copy the test paper again!"

The student named Li Hongwei trembled, with a painful expression on his face.

"Li Xianfeng! 46 points, C!"

"Wang Laowu! Zero points, copy!"

"Yuan Xiaofang, sixty points, B!"

……

I read the names of more than a dozen students in a row, and most of them stayed at the level of C or D.

"Bao Guowei!"

When Bao Guowei was called, the whole class paid attention.

After all, on the first day of school, he solved several math problems in a row, leaving a deep impression on the class - How many points can Bao Guowei score?

Mr. Shen's powerful tone suddenly stopped, and his tone no longer had the fierceness before, but became a little softer:
"One hundred points, A!"

　I originally wanted to post three chapters together, but many people couldn't wait, so I had to post two chapters first.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)