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Chapter 64

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    The No. 7 Middle School is not far from Songtao Garden. Tian Feng briefly introduced it to Wenxin in the car.

    "There are several night schools in Shanghai with poor teaching standards. Zeyang specially asked someone to arrange for you to enter No. 7 Middle School. It is a key high school in our city. It has high-quality teachers and complete examination materials. It opened last year. It is a bit late now. There are many people in it.  It¡¯s all full, so it¡¯s not easy to get in, but luckily there are people in the school. There is a good friend¡¯s aunt in Zeyang Courtyard who is a teacher in No. 7 Middle School, so you can just enter her repeat class.¡±

    The sweet little lady hurriedly said: "Then do I need to bring a greeting gift? What is that teacher's name?"

    "Her surname is Zhang. I can just call her Teacher Zhang. You don't have to worry about it. Zeyang will take care of it himself. You can just go there."

    The teaching level of the Shanghai No. 7 Middle School College Entrance Examination Review Class is at a relatively high level in Shanghai. Many people want to enter, but the number of places is limited. Except for those who have taken the college entrance examination before and failed in the school, they can enter the class without taking the exam. Others who want to enter the college entrance examination review class  Everyone in the class has to take the entrance test, and this year's registration time has passed, and the classroom is full of people. Wen Xin is using the teacher's back door to force his way in.

    It¡¯s a special case.

    "Two iron gates, an old school building, a large playground, some students are walking around, but it still looks empty, and the surrounding houses are still a bit shabby.

    This is the No. 7 Middle School of the city.

    During this period, the entire city was under construction, and it was not only the schools that were dilapidated, but also even more dilapidated residential buildings.

    Tian Feng drove the car into the playground, attracting the attention of many students.

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    Teacher Zhang's college entrance examination review class has long been full. Now there are only four months until the college entrance examination. Her nephew insisted on asking her to open a back door and let someone in, claiming that he was his good friend. When I asked, the other party had not read it.  In high school, I don¡¯t know what level I have studied.

    To be honest, she really doesn¡¯t want to accept someone like this. She hasn¡¯t gone to high school and is reviewing on her own. Her level is definitely not good, and time is so tight. It¡¯s okay that she passed the exam. Whose problem is it if she doesn¡¯t?

    "But she couldn't stand her nephew's teasing, and finally agreed. Of course, it was also because of the other person's background. Who knows what might happen to someone else's family, and maybe one day they would be able to marry each other.

    When people came in, she definitely had to take care of him more in her class, but she was still reluctant. She was afraid that everyone would not be able to help Adou. She had spent all her energy and effort, and would end up in a bad situation.

    When Tian Feng led someone to her office, Teacher Zhang looked up and her heart immediately sank when she saw the person. She looked so good-looking and dressed so fashionably. How could this look like studying in school?

    But since she had agreed and they were already here, she could only welcome him into the office and ask Wen Xin a few questions.

    "Where did you go to primary school?"

    Wen Xin: "Primary school" She was stuck. She wanted to give the name of a primary school in Longzhou. She couldn't remember it, and she couldn't make it up. Longzhou and Huzhou are so close, and there are only so many primary schools in one city.  The secret was revealed.

    "Have you been to middle school? How many years have you been studying?"

    Wen Xin bit the bullet: "I haven't read it" She quickly added, "But I am eager for knowledge and have been studying by myself." Whether she has read it or not is secondary. She must first pursue her own understanding and understanding.  A progressive attitude is expressed.

    Teacher Shen's face became serious when he heard that she couldn't name her elementary school at first. She probably hadn't even gone to elementary school. Judging from her age, she should have been in those ten years. It was really possible that she hadn't even gone to elementary school.  But if you can¡¯t even recognize the characters, how can you take the college entrance examination?

    However, after hearing what she said about self-study later, Teacher Zhang's face softened a bit. Thanks to that movement, a large number of grassroots workers' children and educated youths who went to the countryside are now self-study. They all lack the environment and conditions for various reasons.  Study, but since the college entrance examination was resumed, many people have been working hard to create conditions. Not having studied does not mean that you are uneducated.

    It's just that his nephew's friend is too good-looking. Looking at her fashionable clothes, her eyebrows are furrowed. Teacher Zhang himself prefers unpretentious students and those who can devote all their attention to studying.  Knowledge, students who concentrate on passing the college entrance examination.

    For a female classmate who dresses so brightly, she feels that the college entrance examination is not optimistic. Now she just wants to stop being illiterate, right?

    She didn¡¯t say anything anymore, she just took out a few papers and put them on the table, ¡°Take these test questions and leave them empty.¡±

    The teacher's office at No. 7 Middle School is very simple, with white walls and a half-person-high light green painted wall. There are a few scattered old wooden tables and wooden chairs. Each table has books and papers on it, and a drink of water at hand.  cups and teapots, and a heater on the windowsill.The ghost followed them all the way, leisurely laughing at them with a loudspeaker behind them. This was not enough. They also asked their company commander to laugh at them, mocking them as inferior to women, cowards, and worthless. It was better to go home and have children like women.  .

    Of course, there are other reasons why they train so hard.

    If you fail to pass the half-year assessment, you will be sent back to the original army. Yes, these soldiers are all the most physically fit recruits from all over the world, and they are concentrated here.

    No one wants to be deported. In the original army, they were all the top physical players who looked down upon the new recruits. But here, in the mouth of Yan Motou, they have become a bunch of weak chickens and a bunch of uncultured chickens.

    They are not convinced!  They have to prove they have the guts!

    Therefore, they must not be sent back. Wouldn¡¯t they really become weak chickens if they go back?  How can they hold their heads high? They have to endure it.

    Also because the regiment leader would occasionally smile and say lightly, "You are worthy of being my soldier."

    A group of soldiers have been practicing like crazy all day long, because their commander is watching, so they can't be scared!

    That¡¯s it, most of the time the devil is still dissatisfied, it¡¯s too slow!  What kind of soldier would a weak chicken be?  I don¡¯t need weaklings in my group, okay?  Just go back!

    The playground is dusty and physical training is going on at high speed.

    Someone ran over from the sentry post and said, "Report to the regiment leader, a female comrade who says she is your partner has arrived at the sentry post. Can you go and pick her up?" The soldier had no doubt that the other party was Yan Tuan's target.  Identity, because he looks like the leader of the group.

    ??????????????????????????????????????? Why do they look alike? It¡¯s because they are beautiful, dazzlingly beautiful, red and tender. The leader¡¯s partner, well, should be so beautiful.

    As soon as he mentioned the target, the ears of the soldiers nearby stood up. The target?  Does the group leader have a partner?  What does it look like?  Want to see it!

    Just when they thought the group leader was going to pick up the target, they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

    Demon Head Yan¡¯s expression did not change, and he did not even glance at the gate. He stared at these weaklings and said coldly:

    "Let her stay in the reception room and go back."

    "Yes!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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