Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

At least a dozen students who were circling around and making sarcastic remarks were caught and thrown into the slop bucket to soak until night. After they endured their nausea, washed them with cold water, and fell asleep under the disgust and ridicule of their classmates. When I was about to complain to the teacher early the next morning, the red envelope for the preliminary exam had already been delivered to the school.

The reason why the envelopes containing the notices are called red envelopes is not only that the envelopes are red, but also because they will become the bright red list at the fastest speed when they are delivered to the school.

All the students who passed the preliminaries will appear on the red list one by one according to their ranking. The name is written in black ink, with a red background, which has a reddish-black feeling.

Before the red list was finished, the teachers stood in front of the blackboard in front of the gate, smiling and communicating with each other.

Since the resumption of the college entrance examination, Xibao Middle School has never been so beautiful.

In particular, the words "Yang Rui" and "628 points", which are ranked first, make people tremble all over.

No. 1 in the province, this kind of thing makes people excited.

When all young people in a province are trying to work towards a goal, winning the first honor is simply a joy rooted in genes!

This is the pleasure imprinted in people's survival instinct. This kind of victory contains too many attachments.

It was confirmed through the red seal that Yang Rui was indeed the number one in the preliminaries, and the news brought by Xue Dacheng couldn't be more real.

While discussing in low voices, the teachers quietly counted the number of people on the red list. Principal Zhao Dannian was even more happy from ear to ear, and kept saying: "Go get some more red paper, it's not enough, it's not enough."

The young man who ran twice had to remind him: "I brought all the red paper, and there is no more."

"Then go buy it." Zhao Dannian ordered without even thinking about it.

With a wry smile on his face, the little young man set off with three steps at a time.

The students who came to complain saw this scene, and their hearts were cold. Looking at the names on the red list, from top to bottom... Yang Rui, Li Xuegong, Liu Shan... are all students from the Hongrui class, and their scores are all scary 400 points and above.

The pre-examination is simpler than the college entrance examination, and the average score is also higher, but 400 points is still a high score that students cannot surpass at this time. It can be said that among the six to seven million candidates across the country, no more than 200,000 of them can score 400 points, and they are assigned to various provinces.

When did Xibao Middle School have students admitted to junior colleges? Carp jumping over the dragon's gate is not so simple.

As for Yang Rui, who specially marked the number one in the province, the students were almost dumbfounded. A score of 628 is too far away from them, and few people can figure out how to get such a score. Points are lost in Chinese, points in mathematics, points in English, points in politics, physical chemistry and biology, and 600 points are not enough. As for not losing points in a certain subject? That's just kidding.

Since four years ago, when I picked up the textbook again, probably no student has ever seen a test paper with a perfect score.

In a place like Xibao Town, apart from Yang Rui, even the former third-class students never got 100 points in the test.

95 points is easy, one is not bad, then it is too difficult.

The uncontrollable excitement of the teachers blows over like the wind, over and over again.

Li Tieqiang wasn't excited in his heart, but was out of breath. He thought back to the scene where he had snot and burst into tears in the slop bucket, thought back to the anger he felt when he bathed in cold water in the yard, thought to the smell that kept pounding his nose while sleeping at night, and suddenly felt a sense of grievance.

Too much!

Why can people in the Ruixue group enjoy the benefits of mimeographed test papers, but I can't?

Li Tieqiang couldn't bear it anymore, rushed to Zhao Dannian, and poured out all Cao Baoming's actions.

Throw the classmates into the slop bucket, and beat the ones that climbed out with the legs of the stool. Looking at the blue and red mark on Li Tieqiang's face, some teachers thought it was funny,

Some of them have unswerving expressions.

Zhao Dannian thought for a while, and said, "I know about this, Mr. Lu, take your classmates to see the wound first, and be careful not to get infected. Those who need injections, the money will be taken from the school's account first."

The students whose skin was broken fell back into the swill bucket, and they must be inflamed. Before Li Tieqiang could speak, the students behind all lined up to follow Teacher Lu.

"What about Cao Baoming and Yang Rui? What if they beat someone up?" Li Tieqiang actually wanted to talk about expulsion. He looked at the "628 points" on the red list and held back.

Yang Rui himself didn't show up, and it might be harder than going to heaven to get him expelled from the school.

Zhao Dannian laughed twice, and said: "Go and see the injury first, don't leave the root cause of the disease. I will call them over later and criticize properly."

"What's the use of criticism?" The student who came with him sniffed his sleeves and said, "My inner clothes are soaked, and my padded jacket is also dirty when I throw it on the ground. I can't just criticize."

"Well, let me understand the situation first, and then make a decision." Although Zhao Dannian smiled, his face was majestic, and the other students immediately dared not speak.

Li Tieqiang followed Mr. Lu to the clinic sullenly, always feeling that something was wrong.

After a while, Zhao Dannian had someone call Yang Rui, Cao Baoming and others, and scolded them severely, but it was not painful, so that when Yang Rui looked around boredly, he was not stopped.

Other teachers also took it for granted that in schools in the 1980s and 1990s, good study was the truth, and good grades were good students. Any great truth and great evidence are like floating clouds in front of good students.

In the same way, if you don't study well, you are a bad student. Li Tieqiang's grades were good in the past, but now compared with the students in Hongrui class, they have plummeted. It is almost impossible to get equal treatment.

From the perspective of students' physical and mental development, it is naturally painful and disgusting to encounter unequal treatment if they do not study well.

However, even a man like Zhao Dannian, who has dedicated his life to education, takes it for granted. There is no discrimination in education, it has always been a joke, only the children of rich families can be educated indiscriminately, and the children in the villages do not study well, so the only way out is to go home and work in agriculture.

After they become farmers, there will be more painful, disgusting and unequal encounters waiting for them, and they are endless, so that they will not be treated fairly when they are old.

Everything in the school is just a preview of society.

Xue Dacheng from No. 1 Middle School watched everything with cold eyes, and finally gave up all his thoughts.

Yang Rui is obviously a very thoughtful student. He neither needs to study in No. 1 Middle School, nor does he seem to want to go to No. 1 Middle School to study.

As for the other students in the Hongrui class, even Li Xuegong, who scored more than 400 points in the test, was not worthy of Xue Dacheng mobilizing everyone to change his student status. Although there are no groups of 400-point students in No. 1 Middle School, there is no shortage of such students. As a provincial key point with a 30% admission rate every year, they are somewhat reserved.

The teachers of West Fort Middle School were even less able to arouse Xue Dacheng's interest, which made Xue Dacheng feel more like an outsider.

"It's almost time to go." Xue Dacheng was thinking, when the surrounding teachers let out a burst of exclamation.

"All members of the Hongrui class have passed!"

"Is it true that everyone passed?"

"The sophomores also passed?"

"No, I still remember these students, their grades were average, and they passed the preliminaries unexpectedly."

Xue Dacheng curled his lips. The sophomores in No. 1 Middle School can basically pass the preliminaries. However, it is not easy to pass all of them. After all, the sophomores taking the college entrance examination now have only studied for one and a half years.

"There were quite a few self-governing classes in the Republic of China, maybe you can try it?" Xue Dacheng thought deeply.

The cheers around him grew louder and louder, and the students who came one after another blocked the area around the announcement blackboard. Freshmen and repeat students want to know their grades, and high school and junior high school students are also willing to join in the fun.

The happiest of them are the students of Hongrui class. One reason is that they all passed, and the other reason is that their scores are high, especially the students who came from the factory-run school, so they managed not to cry.

Shao Liang, who always wanted to sell jeans, also stared at the red list without saying a word. In fact, his family did not lack money. Shao Gong, an engineer at the Xibao Meat Factory, made a lot of money from his family every year. Shao Liang went to sell jeans , is also an idea that I came up with when my academic performance was really bad. It has a taste of proving myself.

Passed the preliminary exam, but completed all the proofs.

"Okay, 321 points?" Lu Zhisheng, who is also the dean of Western Union University, touched Shao Liang with his shoulder, and said with a smile, "It's different when you come here."

"how much you?"

"308, another six months, it should be enough for a technical secondary school." Lu Zhisheng took out a cigarette from his pocket, stuffed it into his mouth, and lit it with a lighter.

The lighter made a crisp "bang" sound, which attracted the eyes of several teachers, but no one came to collect it.

Obviously, Lu Zhisheng enjoyed the treatment of a good student today.

"I don't have so many points by my own calculations." Shao Liang shook his head.

Lu Zhisheng blew out a smoke ring, and agreed: "Me too. I just feel like I'm done doing it. I don't have any impression of what I did. I guess I've done too much and I'm used to it."

"Yang Rui is still a bit good." Shao Liang was forced to study by Yang Rui that day, and he was often physically punished, so he was always reluctant to admit Yang Rui's status. Now seeing the scores, his psychology is different.

If he really came back from his studies, among other things, at least he wouldn't have to enter the slaughtering workshop of the Xibao Meat Factory. Just because of this, Shao Liang's happiness dilutes his previous dissatisfaction.

After reading the red list, the students in the ordinary class slowly withdrew from the innermost circle and stood outside, looking at the middle with a confused expression, with confusion in their eyes.

Some of them were unwilling to apply to join the Ruixue Group at first, and some were eliminated after joining. No matter which one they are, there is no possibility of joining the Ruixue Group now.

However, it is obvious to all that the scores of the members of the Ruixue group have skyrocketed, and now a preliminaries have passed...

Although many of the students present have passed the preliminary selection, none of them could score 400 points, and even those with a score of 350 or above were pitifully few. What made it even more difficult for them to understand was why they had studied hard for several months, even For one or two years, the score could not increase by 20 points, but the scores of the students in the Ruixue group rose gradually.

This kind of score increase is what the students envy the most, but it is something that other classes can't learn.

Zhao Dannian also stopped his criticism and education activities early, nodded instead, and said, "Study hard in the future, don't bother. With that time, wouldn't it be good to do more questions?"

After finishing speaking, he put his hands behind his back and walked back slowly.

Cao Baoming, who was released, wanted to laugh three times, and said in a low voice: "I made mistakes before, at least I have to stand for a few hours."

"If you want to stand, go back to the classroom and stand." Yang Rui rubbed his ears and said angrily.

"No, no, oops, the two girls are here, I'll go first." Cao Baoming turned around and slipped away, he was forced to fight his way out of the crowded circle.

Yang Rui looked back, but it was Yao Yue and Lu Zhi walking up one after the other, but their eyes were on the other side.

It was Yu Feng standing there.

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