Rebirth to 90s: Start from Scratch

But everyone in the class knew Zhang Qianxiu's name.

After all, a student who rarely comes to class will be more curious, and more importantly, Zhang Qianxiu is still in the first class.

Zhang Qianxiu was accustomed to the strange eyes of these students, sitting in his place, taking out the physics book, and flipping through it himself.

Although many things have been forgotten, I saw it suddenly, and there are still some unfamiliar things, but when you look carefully, you can quickly recall it, and occasionally one or two things that you don’t understand can be quickly understood by reading it twice. .

In other people's one-week courses, Zhang Qian can take almost one course to watch the sevens and eights, and he can understand all of them in two courses. The books of the previous life were not for nothing.

After a class was over, the teacher looked at Zhang Qianxiu and didn't say much. He felt aggrieved. The position of a top class was wasted like this.

"Zhang Qianxiu!" A somewhat provocative voice interrupted Zhang Qianxiu's self-study.

Zhang Qianxiu looked up and saw that he was a decently dressed boy with a bit of arrogance on his face: "Well, something?"

"My name is Ningboda, and I am the monitor of class 1." The boy introduced himself, but when he introduced him, he was obviously a little arrogant, and some even condescending.

Zhang Qianxiu was not in the mood to care about these students, he smiled and nodded: "Hello, monitor."

Ning Boda didn't expect Zhang Qianxiu to have such a good temper. He wanted to "learn" Zhang Qianxiu, but now he is a little embarrassed and too domineering: "Hello! Zhang Qianxiu, you are a student in our class, and our class is from the whole school. The top class can also be said to be some of the best students in the entire county."

Nowadays, there are actually some people who are not willing to go to high school, but go to technical secondary school, because secondary technical school is assigned to work. Although these jobs may be assigned to state-owned factories as ordinary employees, they are better than those who graduated from high school and did not take the exam. Going to college, nothing is good.

And there are some people who are not able to send him to college. Even if his grades are very good, he will choose to go to a secondary school. In the future, he will have at least one skill, be able to provide assignments, and give up high school.

Zhang Qianxiu smiled and nodded: "I am honored to be in the same class as the monitor."

After being praised by Zhang Qianxiu for not being light or heavy, Ningboda suddenly felt a little drifting without much social experience: "If you can enter this class, that means you are also good."

"I'm lucky. Unlike the monitor, I still have a lot of room for improvement." Zhang Qianxiu said modestly.

The domineering look on Ning Boda's face gradually disappeared, and Zhang Qianxiu's face was full of smiles: "You really don't work hard. You often don't come to class. This is not good."

Zhang Qianxiu took out a copy of "Story Meeting" from the drawer and took a new pen in the book, and handed it to Ning Boda: "Squad leader, it is indeed my fault that I often don't come. Please take care of it in the future. I just bought the pen and gave it to the monitor."

Ning Boda turned his head and glanced around. It seemed that no one had the intention to come here and wanted to accept it, but he was embarrassed to stretch out his hand: "This...this...no need..."

Zhang Qianxiu stuffed the book into Ningboda's hands: "It's all classmates! There may be something I don't understand in the future, and I have to ask the monitor. That's a little bit of my heart."

Ning Boda took the book halfway and half pushed: "Then...thank you!"

"Thank you! We are all classmates." Zhang Qianxiu smiled slightly.

"Yes, yes, they are all classmates, then... Then I'll leave first, you remember not to be absent from class all the time." Ning Boda warned.

Zhang Qianxiu nodded: "I see, thank you for your reminder."

"Yeah! I'm leaving!" Ning Boda took a copy of "Story Meeting" and returned to his seat.

Zhang Qianxiu continued to read his own physics book.

As soon as Ningboda returned to his seat, his classmates immediately surrounded him: "Ningboda, have you taught that kid?"

Ning Boda said solemnly: "There are reasons why people don't come to class, and they have a good attitude, so they can teach others what to do?"

A classmate looked at Ning Boda strangely: "Didn't you call Zhang Qianxiu a mouse **** every day? You said you should educate him well, and even kick him out of our class."

Nimboda suddenly became a little bit ashamed: "I didn't understand the situation before."

"Why didn't Zhang Qianxiu come to class?" a classmate asked.

"This...you don't need to care about this." Ning Boda said, "Don't trouble him in the future. If there is something really, the head teacher will handle it."

Suddenly, many students sneered at Ningboda.

"It depends on you."

"Why are we okay to ask him to mess with him? You said it yourself!"

Although Ning Boda is the monitor of the squad, he is blushing when you say a word to me by these people.

A female student with a sense of justice looked at Ningboda with contempt, and said: "Ningboda, as the class leader, you have the responsibility to do this. If you don't say it, I will say it."

"Wei Shuhui, don't go." Ning Boda felt that he had just received Zhang Qianxiu's pen, and now someone is looking for Zhang Qianxiu's troubles. Isn't he too shameless?

Wei Shuhui ignored Ning Boda and walked directly towards Zhang Qianxiu: "Zhang Qianxiu, what does it mean that you often don't come to class? Our class is a top class. Anyone can enter the top 50 of the class. If you don't want to Go to school well, then go to other classes, don't come to our class to do rat shit."

Zhang Qianxiu turned his head and saw that it was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl with an arrogant look and two braids: "Hello, classmate! Actually, I don't want to come to the top class, but I'm just being assigned. You don't need to be so indignant. Right?"

Wei Shuhui still looks like that: "I'm just for the honor of our class. All of us work hard to maintain the honor of our class. I don't want you to come in like a rat **** and lower our score."

Zhang Qianxiu turned his head and looked at Wei Shuhui with a smile: "Then I ask you, why did I lower the class score? The score for entering the class is not the lowest, right?"

Wei Shuhui was at a loss for words, because Zhang Qianxiu's grades were indeed not at the end of the crane, but at the middle level of the class.

Seeing that Wei Shuhui was speechless, Zhang Qianxiu said, "So, people like you are narrow-minded and don't understand the situation at all, so they just come up and pick up the poop."

"You...you don't know how to speak politely." Wei Shuhui said angrily.

"Why am I not polite?" Zhang Qianxiu asked back.

Wei Shuhui said: "What are you talking about, vulgar!"

The argument between the two people has caused a lot of onlookers. In fact, many people in the class still dislike Zhang Qianxiu. They feel that they are the best students in the class, and the students in that class are naturally the best. Yes, and Zhang Qianxiu is a rat shit.

But there are also some people who don't really care about this. Most people think that as long as they are good in their exams, as long as they are not bad to themselves.

Although Zhang Qianxiu often does not come, his grades may be poor in the future, which will lower the total score and average score of the class, but it does not affect them. They actually don't care.

Zhang Qianxiu asked indifferently: "This female classmate, let me ask you, what is polite?"

"Polite... is to know how to respect others." Wei Shuhui always felt that she was being fooled by explaining this low-level vocabulary to Zhang Qianxiu.

Zhang Qianxiu nodded: "You are right. Politeness is an external manifestation of a person's morality, cultural accomplishment, and communicative ability."

"You talk to me in that tone as soon as you come up, as if you were not polite at first, right?"

Wei Shuhui's face turned red immediately, and she argued: "What kind of politeness should I say to someone like you? You shouldn't be in the same group."

Zhang Qianxiu smiled softly: "Should I stay in the first class? That is determined by the teacher. From your perspective, it is also determined by the grades. My grades are already eligible to enter the first class, and there is no mid-term exam. Exam, how did you know that I would be the last one?"

"I'll tell you one more thing. Confucius once said that courtesy is good for people, but wine has a thorny effect. The gentleman is thick, and the villain is thin."

"You are not polite with people like me, and analyze according to the words of Confucius. You are a villain!"

Zhang Qianxiu's words immediately drew bursts of laughter from many people around him.

In fact, most people don't understand what Zhang Qianxiu's "Ziyue" means. People nowadays have a low level of education. This is a question of education level and extracurricular education.

In the 21st century, parents enroll their children in various extracurricular classes and buy various books for their children, hoping that their children can learn more.

But now this age is tossing over and over again, and I read only those textbooks, and very few extracurricular books.

Like Su Yuwei, she has read the four books and five classics, and she has read all kinds of ancient books and masterpieces.

Some people have done statistics. The high-tech topics in the 70s and 80s, and even the 90s, are generally simpler than those after 2010. Let the candidates of the 21st century do the college entrance examination papers of the 70s and 80s, and many can get high. Minute.

"You...you are arguing with me as a woman, do you have any gentlemanly demeanor?" Wei Shuhui couldn't compete with Zhang Qianxiu, and began to talk about gender.

Zhang Qianxiu sighed and said, "This female classmate now emphasizes equality between men and women. We great men have also said that women are half the sky."

"Do you know what equality between men and women is? It means the same rights and responsibilities. Men and women are the same. Everyone has the same rights and the same responsibilities. There is no such thing as a priority for women. Women are not like a group. Everyone respects each other."

"Like you, putting women in a lower position than men, you are embarrassing your women!"

"Ask the female classmates in the class, who doesn't want to be like boys and hope that women can be valued like men? Parents no longer favor sons, women are no longer fertility machines, and women are no longer men's vassals."

"Women can work like men, women can support their families, and women have the right to speak."

"These female classmates study hard. From a certain point of view, don't they just hope that they will have a future and can fight for this right for themselves? But what you said, abruptly lowered the status of women for a while!"

The people around were stunned. In 1990, few people said these words, and the patriarchal thought was also very serious.

Even many people in the class subconsciously feel that after marriage, women should listen to men.

Wei Shuhui was said to be blushing with a thick neck, and tears were about to come out, pointing to Zhang Qianxiu: "You...you..."

However, at this moment, there was a sound of applause at the door.

Everyone turned their heads, and saw a twenty-seven-eight with short hair standing at the door, which looked extremely capable.

This is the English teacher in the class named Tong Haiyan.

At this time, everyone realized that the class had already started, and all the students hurriedly ran to their seats.