The rebirth of a small town, starting from birth

Seeing that the girl he had picked out casually was also so capable, Fang Anmin nodded secretly.

This year's batch of students is very good. Judging from the results of the entrance examination, it is a level better than in previous years. And... these students are not just good at grades.

After scanning the classmates in the class again, Fang Anmin stood on the podium and took out the entrance examination transcript he brought with him from his pocket, preparing to roughly call out the names and recognize these people.

"Next, I will call out the names, Chen Bing."

"Here." Chen Bing said, raising his hand slowly. After seeing Fang Anmin smiled and nodded at him, Chen Bing put his hand down.

This is Chen Bing, who got full marks in all subjects in the entrance examination, and he also knows Teacher Yun. He is a good student.

After retracting his friendliness, Fang Anmin continued to read: "Zhang Xinyu."

"Here, teacher." The beautiful girl who just helped him distribute the military training uniform raised her hand, and Fang Anmin also smiled and nodded to her. This girl is good. Not only is she graceful, but her grades are also at the level of competing for the first place in previous years.

"Shang Yunmiao."

"Here." Shang Yunmiao imitated Chen Bing and raised his hand.

This time, Fang Anmin's smile was even more blazing.

The first class of Baishi No. 1 Middle School is composed of two science and technology classes with 45 students and eight ordinary classes with 55 students. Among the total of 530 people, although Shang Yunmiao's grades are only ranked 7th, he still gave up the second, third, fifth, and sixth places and resolutely asked for his class.

As an experienced class teacher, Fang Anmin knows that the results of education will not only be reflected on paper, but also in the hearts of leaders. And Shang Yunmiao is the bridge between him and the leaders.

He still knows this news. The husband of Yunxuan, the teacher who teaches Chinese in his class, is Shang Yunmiao's father. The other party is the office director of the county education bureau.

Moreover, I heard from my old classmates in the Education Bureau that the other party had recently completed the qualification review of the superior department, and the deputy director will take office in no more than one month.

This is both an opportunity and a risk.

Letting the leader's daughter study in your class can certainly put yourself in the leader's sight. But it should be noted that this is a double-edged sword. If the class is well led, then everyone is happy. But if it is not well led, the consequences will also be doubled.

Fang Anmin is already 47 years old this year. He has been a class teacher for more than 20 years. He has also reached the position of director of the political and educational department in the school. It stands to reason that the rest of his career will be muddled through. But the heroic spirit in his heart when he was young has not been lost. Let alone other things, if he can become the principal of Baishi No. 1 Middle School before retirement, then the retirement benefits will be much better than now.

After imagining his happy life after retirement, that night, Fang Anmin slapped his forehead and decided to work hard for another three years.

Therefore, he risked his reputation and snatched Shang Yunmiao from the principal and Teacher Zhang of Class 2. Based on the above, although Shang Yunmiao's grades were not as good as the previous two students, he still showed the greatest enthusiasm.

However, his enthusiasm looked a little strange in the eyes of his classmates.

Fortunately, this enthusiastic old face did not last too long, and Fang Anmin turned to read the next name.

"Wen Xin."

"Here." A girl wearing thick glasses and looking weak raised her hand.

"Ma Lele."

"Here."

...

After reading the names of more than 20 people, Fang Anmin paused for a while after drinking a sip of water.

"Wang Qiang."

"Here!" A 1.75 meter tall, tall and strong boy stood up from the back row. His body was broad and looked like a bear from a distance.

"Okay, okay, sit down. Liu Zhuang."

"Here!" As soon as one mountain fell, another mountain rose from the ground. The person who stood up happened to be the person next to Wang Qiang. Everyone in the class saw that the two of them were almost the same size, sitting on the left and right in the back row, looking very majestic.

Seeing this scene, Fang Anmin laughed and then joked with the two: "You two are brothers, one is Xiong Da and the other is Xiong Er."

The class burst into laughter, and Xiong Da and Xiong Er scratched the back of their heads honestly, and then sat back down.

After the joke just now, the classmates in the class liked Fang Anmin a little more. Compared with the serious and solemn head teacher, of course, the humorous ones are more popular with students.

Fang Anmin also thought that his joke was good. After laughing a few words, he read out the name of the next person.

"Ma Shaolong."

"Here!"

Seeing the person who raised his hand and shouted "Here", it was the one he thought just nowWhen Fang Anmin saw the boy who was very leadership-oriented, he frowned in his heart.

29th place, this result is too bad. If I were the class monitor, I would definitely not be able to create a good learning atmosphere in the class.

After nodding to the other party calmly, Fang Anmin continued to call the roll.

One name after another passed, and when the last one, Cai Kunnan, raised his hand and called it, the class had a preliminary understanding of each other.

"Okay, after the roll call, let me talk about the precautions of our school."

After explaining the class rules, school rules, and the military training activities for the next week in a humorous tone, Fang Anmin talked about the construction of class honor. For example, we are Class 1, not only should we be better than Class 2 next door, but also look at the whole county, and compare with the Rocket Class of No. 11 Middle School, the Experimental Class of No. 7 Middle School, and the small class of Experimental No. 1 Middle School, etc., the classmates in the class were excited.

Afterwards, he briefly mentioned the arrangements for the next few days and the election of class leaders after the military training, and then issued a simple math test for everyone to kill time.

The excitement just now soon became quiet as the test papers were issued.

Some students who were intoxicated by the previous set of rhetoric were writing the test papers seriously, but there were also indifferent students who were doing their own things under the desks. But no matter which one, as time passed and the night slowly fell, they couldn't help but feel an indescribable emotion in their hearts.

They had never lived in a dormitory, many of them were strangers they had never seen, and they had never attended evening self-study classes...

For the first time, this group of children who had just turned twelve or thirteen had to leave their parents all day long and stay in school all day long. They had just come out of a happy summer vacation, but they were about to face a more tense life.

Those who were more delicate in their minds began to feel sad, and tears of depression accumulated in their eyes.

But because they are in junior high school, they can no longer cry freely like they did in kindergarten.

After finishing the test paper, Ma Lele pretended to be very sleepy and buried her head in her arms.

In fact, she was not sleepy, she just shed tears and didn't want others to see it.