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Chapter 18 [018] Tsk Tsk Tsk
"All boys, stand up!"

After the classroom was fully attended, Zhang Muzong went straight to the topic: "Go to the library to move the textbooks first, and then go directly to the playground to participate in the flag-raising ceremony."

Xia Zhiyuan who was sitting at the last table pouted, she suddenly enjoyed the convenience of being a girl.

His eyes accidentally fell on the boy at the front table. He was thin and wearing a pair of thick glasses frames, making him look fragile.

After listening to the old class's words, Zhi Yuan noticed that the student gritted his teeth, and finally followed the team to move the textbooks.

The number of boys in the liberal arts class is relatively small. There are about forty students in the class, and girls account for about three-quarters.

"Haha, those men are so pitiful."

"Isn't that right, being used as a labor animal."

"It's really hard for them in this hot weather."

After the boys left, the remaining female students started whispering.

Zhang Muzong coughed lightly: "Stop talking, why don't you hurry up and read a book? The flag-raising ceremony will be held in ten minutes. Could it be that you feel that you are very free?"

The old class opened his mouth, and the classroom really became deserted.

After explaining the class's position on the playground, the old class shook his arms and left.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when Zhang Muzong passed by her side, Zhiyuan seemed to hear him muttering: "You know what, I'm training the physical fitness of the boys in the liberal arts class!"

Glancing at the densely packed certificates on the back wall, Zhiyuan had an epiphany: Are feelings preparing for the sports meeting?

As we all know, the number of boys in the liberal arts class is rare. Except for a few sports students, it is as difficult as heaven to beat other classes in the sports meeting.

Zhang Muzong was helpless in such a situation where yin was flourishing and yang was declining. He was the head teacher of a liberal arts class, and it was impossible to be irresponsible.

Every year, there are teachers' grades, which are linked to their year-end awards. If you don't care about it, you can't!
About ten minutes later, the familiar radio sounded, Zhiyuan closed the textbook, and slowly moved towards the playground with the large group.

Looking at the crowds of girls, Zhi Yuan couldn't help but sigh: I really envy them getting together as soon as school starts, it's not like I'm alone.

For the Guapi children who are younger than her, Zhiyuan has no intention of getting close to her for the time being.

It was the little girl I met at the door yesterday, she was looking forward to it.

"This year, our Cheng County No. 600 Middle School has 63 junior high school students with a score of 21 or more, 17 more than the previous class. Among them, there are 4 special students, [-] more than the previous class. Hope. "

The burly man standing on the podium, with a microphone in one hand and a piece of paper in the other, reported the situation to everyone.

The implication is: we are definitely not as good as No.[-] Middle School, but we can surpass No.[-] Middle School in the future.

And it also revealed a piece of information: Sixth Middle School intends to attack the first-tier high schools.

Thinking about it, in the small place of Chengxian County, the Sixth Middle School has been dormant as a second-tier high school for many years.

Now that the environment has improved, equipment has been refurbished, and teachers have been upgraded, there must be ambitions to impact first-tier high schools.

Zhi Yuan vaguely remembered that the original owner seemed to be the first choice to fill in No. [-] Middle School, but unfortunately the score was too low, and was finally picked up by No. [-] Middle School.

At that time, I followed my parents to the school to get the admission notice, and the attitude of the staff was quite cold.

Ye Haitang stopped by to help a colleague and get the child's notice on his behalf.

After the other party dug up the information on the computer, his attitude immediately changed 180 degrees.

He mistook Xia Junsheng and Ye Haitang as the parents of that child, and his eyes were full of compliments.

Harm, the score-first meeting is so realistic and cruel.

"Cai Jiajia, Qiao Ruiyi, Liu Zhihao"

"For the students whose first choice is No. [-] middle school, the school plans to award [-] scholarships to each of them. I hope they will continue to work hard!"

Zhiyuan frowned slightly upon hearing the word "Qiao Ruiyi".

She was a little puzzled, why she chose to come to No. [-] Middle School even though the score line was so high.

Just because of a thousand scholarship?
If it were her, she would rather not have this thousand and choose one.

After all, Cheng County No. [-] Middle School has a high undergraduate rate, and at least one or two students are admitted to Qingbei every year.

In fact, Qiao Ruiyi was very reluctant to come to No. [-] Middle School at the beginning. Her first choice was to apply for No. [-] Middle School in Chengxian County, but her uncle taught in this school.

With the assurance of her uncle, the persuasion of her family, and the reason of being closer to home, Rui Yi finally chose to compromise.

Colleges and universities will even offer higher prices in order to tap talents to impact the enrollment rate, so don't be surprised at all, even if it is a public school.

The newcomers obediently listened to the high-spirited and bold words of the middle-aged man on the stage.

After about half an hour, I finally finished nagging about unimportant things.

Just when everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a principal popped up. The other party still looked down on everyone's poor physical fitness, and someone fainted after standing for half an hour.

Hearing this, people couldn't help but want to roll up their sleeves and knock the headmaster's head off.

You sit in the shade to enjoy the shade, and everyone basks in the sun on the playground.

Excuse me?How thick is your skin?
Zhi Yuan suspects that the headmaster is newly appointed, so he can really cause hatred.

Fortunately, I had exercised at the end of the summer vacation, otherwise I would have passed out just like the girls in the same class.

The sun in September is still venomous, and the outdoor temperature is even more outrageous.

Sensing everyone's resentment, the principal didn't beep too much, and hurriedly dismissed everyone and returned to the classroom.

Standing in the back row, the kite ran away, and at the same time thanked herself for applying sunscreen before going out: "I'm so witty!"

Pat your cheeks with water in the bathroom to lower your body surface temperature.

This is the most effective way to prevent heatstroke, and it can also refresh your mind.

"It's time to pay the protection fee."

"Don't dawdle, hand it over quickly!"

"I do not have anymore."

Leaving the bathroom and passing the stairwell, Zhiyuan caught a glimpse of several boys from the corner of her eye, surrounding a boy as thin as a bamboo pole.

Seems a little familiar.
"Isn't he the classmate sitting in front of me?" Zhi Yuan was a little speechless.

This guy seemed to be the kind of person who was extremely easy to bully, but he was cornered in a blink of an eye.

"Don't be shameless!" The boy who took the lead kicked him in the stomach first.

The boy shrank back timidly, with a mournful face: "I really don't have any money, and I used all the money to charge the meal card. You have already asked me to collect protection fees for a year, why don't you go to someone else?"

The slightly fatter boy next to him slapped him: "Are you teaching us how to do things?"

Leaning against the paper kite behind the door and covering his face: How childish!
Forget it, pretend you didn't see it.

Zhiyuan has never been a nosy person, if on the way to school, if she sees an old man who wants to cross the road, she will help her.

If every old lady is supported once, then she will not have to go to school, and she will be the savior of the world instead.

If you are unlucky and see Pengci, the role of the savior will switch to the boy who spreads wealth.

Tsk tsk tsk, who would be so full that they have nothing to do?

PS: Refer to Xiamen City for the junior high school score line, with a total score of 655 points.As for Cheng County, there is no need to search, there is no such place.

(End of this chapter)