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    Oushun County Qingshan Ethnic Autonomous Township has 8 natural villages and 3 administrative villages under its jurisdiction. The latest total population in 2004 is 21,000, of which 1,686 are of compulsory education age, mainly scattered in 5 village primary schools and only 1 township middle school¡ª¡ª  ¡ªIn Qingshan Minzu Township Middle School.

    In 2004, there were 762 students in Qingshan Minzu Township Middle School, including 188 junior high school graduates.

    In the senior high school entrance examination that year, a total of 46 of the school's 188 students were on the general high school line, with a total average score of 367.38.  Among the students whose average score was only higher than the lowest general high school admission score in Dong'ou City, nearly one-third of them passed the test by stepping on the line in a thrilling manner.  And the highest score among them was 624 points¡ªthat is, Jiang Sen, whose total score surpassed the second place in the school by a full 39 points.

    And if it weren't for the serious loss of points in the physical examination, and the fact that the open-book "Society and History" was inexplicably only more than 70 points, the gap between him and the second place could be even wider.

    Logically speaking, in Dongou City, where the economy is already developed enough, such a situation should not have happened long ago, but the facts are the facts.  When the per capita economic conditions in the urban area of ??Dongou City have half-stepped into the level of moderately developed countries, in the mountainous area less than 80 kilometers away from the urban area, a large number of people still seem to be living in the liberation of the last century.  early days.

    In Qingshan Ethnic Autonomous Township, where the primeval forest coverage rate is as high as 89%, less than a quarter of the children who can successfully complete nine years of study and get a junior high school diploma, are basically equivalent to the ancient  It is even more remarkable to be a scholar.

    Jiang Sen's sentence of the number one scholar in the township high school entrance examination seems to be pretending to be coercive, but what is hidden behind it is the endless bitterness of the bottom of society.

    However, there are some people who will never be able to look at things from such a perspective.  Even, it is reasonable to step on these people, otherwise it seems that they will not be able to reflect their maverick and uniqueness.

    "Oh, so amazing? It's really wronged that you, the champion, came here." In the empty classroom of Class 1 and 5, at the moment Jiang Sen's voice just fell, Zheng Hong was in front of Cheng Zhanpeng, like  It was his intelligence that was eaten by a dog. He sarcastically mocked Jiang Sen's grades, and his tone was extremely sarcastic, "Will the country's development depend on you in the future? You can't even understand a few homework questions, and you still have the face to say that you  What kind of champion is it? It¡¯s really ridiculous~¡±

    That piercing voice echoed in the classroom.  Jiang Sen and Cheng Zhanpeng, who were originally focused on the topic, both couldn't help looking at Zheng Hong.  And the eyes are quite unified, the kind that looks purely at idiots.

    But in comparison, Cheng Zhanpeng's eyes are more real.

    Because he himself is an out-and-out rural kid!

    ? The old color criticizes the principal, who couldn't believe that Zheng Hong would say such a thing, and suddenly felt that something was wrong with Zheng Hong's face.  The cheekbones are high, the cheeks are fleshless, and the cheeks seem to be a little wide. Is this the face that is naturally ruthless?

    But if it's just ignorance, then that's fine, the point is, you're not even capable!  The physics scores of the two classes assigned to Zheng Hong were respectively the bottom one and the second bottom one in the whole year. Apart from being incompetent, how else to explain it?

    Originally, Cheng Zhanpeng still wanted to be tolerant of the young teacher today, and wanted to have a serious talk with her about work. After all, it is not a problem for young teachers to be inexperienced and quick-tempered, but at this moment, he feels that there is no need for this at all.  .

    A teacher who failed to teach the students well, did not reflect on himself first, but put all the responsibility on the students.  Students can't learn, you don't guide, don't care, but you still sneer and add insult to injury.  He even said such uneducated words in front of the leader!  This is not a question of IQ and EQ, but a purely unsound personality, which is lack of teacher morality!

    Cheng Zhanpeng looked at Zheng Hong's fine-grained working state, which put him beyond his control, and the more he thought about it, the more he frowned, and he regretted it deeply, why did he recruit such a guy.  You must know that just two days ago, he had already learned from Zheng Rongrong that Zheng Hong called Jiang Sen an idiot in front of the whole class on Friday.  Those who were on Zheng Hong's side thought it might be Jiang Sen who made Zheng Hong anxious.

    After all, Zheng Hong and his group were all recruited by him after interviewing them in person and inspecting them one by one. Regardless of his education background, files, or performance on the day of the interview, Cheng Zhanpeng felt that Zheng Hong's overall quality was passable¡ª¡ª

    In addition to being able to get the school's third-class and second-class scholarships every year for school performance, Zheng Hong is also a national second-class athlete.  Waiting for awards, coupled with various titles in the student union, his resume is so glittering, it doesn't look like the kind of person who can call students idiots.

    But now,?Second, do you have the nerve to talk about your grades?  also!  Don't give up, right?  Then, I will give you another chance for the last month. In the next final exam, I don¡¯t want you to do well in both classes. As long as one of you can get the third last in the whole grade, next year I I  How about letting you show it for another semester next year?  "

    At this time, Zheng Hong was timid again, and said in disbelief: "One month! How can this be carried?"

    "If you can't bring it up, it means you didn't get any grades!" Cheng Zhanpeng was about to be mad by Zheng Hong, and shouted, "Mr. Zheng, you said you want a chance, I will give you a chance, I will give you a chance, and you said  Not enough time. Where the hell is everything going your way?

    Work is inherently difficult, if there is no difficulty at all, why should I ask you?  I recruited you to teach, not to find reasons and excuses with me. If you insist on being so free and undisciplined and disobedient to the school's work arrangements, then I can only seek truth from facts and talk to the city.  Report the situation!  "

    These words were harsh enough, Zheng Hong finally grew some brain cells when he heard the word city leader, and he didn't dare to make further progress, so he temporarily shut his mouth.  Cheng Zhanpeng shook his head, let out a long sigh, and said speechlessly, "You can choose for yourself. You can either just look at the final grades of this semester, or be honest and teach senior one next year. I'll give you another year's chance."

    Zheng Hong felt guilty when she heard it, and secretly compared the two classes under her.

    Jiang Sen and his class five, the overall level is not high, and the physics performance is relatively good. Including Hu Jiangzhi, Zhang Rongsheng and Chen Junjie who is very partial to physics, but how can three people be enough?  In the next month, it is almost impossible to improve.  Moreover, Class 1 and 5 of senior high school was originally the lowest average score in the entire period.  In this case, there will only be Class 6, and there is a slight possibility of turning around

    After much deliberation, she hesitated for two or three minutes. She frowned only when Jiang Sen finished writing the second question on the blackboard with chalk and began to work on the third question.  Reluctantly, he muttered: "Then wait for the final grades to come out. Anyway, this class has no hope. I think Class 6 is okay. But in fact, I really laid their foundations quite well.  , next year will definitely produce results"

    Cheng Zhanpeng didn't care about Zheng Hong's self-contradictory and stupid words of fighting each other, but said lightly: "Whether you can achieve results or not depends on the results."

    Zheng Hong asked tangledly again: "What if the grades in the whole section at the end of the semester are similar?"

    "Almost?" Cheng Zhanpeng turned his head and glanced at her, and said in a bad mood, "Even if they are almost the same, isn't it just letting you teach the bottom three, how difficult is it? I didn't ask you to take the third place in the entire eight classes.  Three, I didn't let you take the first place, is it difficult?"

    He became more and more angry as he spoke, and pointed at the blackboard, pointing at Jiang Sen's fluent answer, and asked loudly: "This kid is obviously quite good, why can't he be in your hands? I just want you to teach him  It¡¯s only 70 to 80 points, and it¡¯s not for you to get a full score. Why is it so difficult? Why do you learn it after two days of self-study for a topic that others can¡¯t do on Friday? Is it because the child is not good at learning, or is it you?  If you can¡¯t teach well, don¡¯t you still have no idea?¡±

    Cheng Zhanpeng didn't want any detours directly, and simply opened the skylight to speak plainly.

    And Zheng Hong, who couldn't even bear the euphemistic criticism, was not surprised to hear such straightforward words. With a twitch of his brain, he said on the spot: "Principal Cheng, last Friday's question he is obviously memorizing the answer."  ! Are you too naive?"

    Jiang Sen, who was writing furiously, suddenly stopped writing, and turned to look at Zheng Hong, who was furious.

    This idiot, I'm afraid he really doesn't want a job

    Then he turned his head and looked at Cheng Zhanpeng. Cheng Zhanpeng's face was really ugly and indescribable.

    "Do it, keep doing it." Cheng Zhanpeng said softly to Jiang Sen.

    Jiang Sen hurriedly turned to do his own work.

    After hearing it again, Cheng Zhanpeng said to Zheng Hong in a deep voice: "Mr. Zheng, if the results of the two classes are not satisfactory at the end of the semester, and if I can't even get the last third in the whole section, I have to call the city in advance.  hello.

    I think our 18th Middle School is still a small temple, so we may not be able to afford your big Buddha.  "

    Zheng Hong looked at Cheng Zhanpeng's expression that didn't look like a "friendly warning", and suddenly felt as if a muscle had been flicked in his mind.

    Get out if you can't teach well?

    She stared blankly at Cheng Zhanpeng, but after Cheng Zhanpeng finished speaking, she only looked at the blackboard.

    At this time, in front of the blackboard, Jiang Sen finished answering the third question, took out the second pack of biscuits from his pocket, and said to himself: "I asked my classmates to ask these questions on the weekend."  .I feel that the students teach better and can understand.¡±

    "It's good if you can understand." Cheng Zhanpeng said lightly, "You can learn from anyone, and the key is to be able to understand."

    Jiang Sen grinned at the corner of his mouth, turned his head, and seemingly inadvertently showed a killer smile at Zheng Hong: "Yes."

    Zheng Hong's eyes glared, and blood and hatred were instantly written in his eyes.  It felt like he was on the verge of remaining blood, and suddenly met a peerless assassin who had squatted in the grass for two hundred years, and was stabbed in the heart with a knife, taking away the last sliver of life.

    first-blood!  </div>He continued lightly, "You can learn from anyone, and the key is to learn and understand."

    Jiang Sen grinned at the corner of his mouth, turned his head, and seemingly inadvertently showed a killer smile at Zheng Hong: "Yes."

    Zheng Hong's eyes glared, and blood and hatred were instantly written in his eyes.  It felt like he was on the verge of remaining blood, and suddenly met a peerless assassin who had squatted in the grass for two hundred years, and was stabbed in the heart with a knife, taking away the last sliver of life.

    first-blood!  </div&gt
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