Chapter 17: For Criticism
There is no news about the mathematics, physics and chemistry self-study series, which makes Zheng Jianguo, who came out of the library, inexplicably a little irritable, and then remembered what he had done with that group of "children" before, and couldn't help but show a wry smile on his face, this is not what his character can do, the most normal way to deal with it should be to ignore it directly, it is enough to get rid of the entanglement of this group of "children", they dare not provoke themselves, even if someone wants to do that, some people will think of this.
The same as recommending to go to college, the junior high school graduation and high school at this time also need to be recommended by the neighborhood committee and the brigade, and the attention to academic performance varies from city to city, junior high school students in the city still pay more attention to their grades for whether they can go to high school, while the commune and the brigade are just the opposite, and the grades generally want to study and be supported by the family to enter the recommended list, and these three alone brush up the vast majority of junior high school students.
These junior high school students generally study more, but there are not many who want to study, and they can't go to college after graduating from high school, and although they don't need to pay for learning when they go to school, they don't need to pay for learning, but the students need money for eating, drinking, and Lazar, and at the same time they will also have miscellaneous expenses for books and stationery, and the most important thing is that other people's children can follow the work to earn work, and their own not only can't earn work but also spend extra money, so there are only two or three kittens on the recommended list of each team every year.
And in the Zheng family, as the only seedling of the three generations of single transmission, Zheng Jianguo has four sisters above, and his parents are young and strong, Zheng Fugui has also been a barefoot doctor for more than ten years, not to mention how many connections he has accumulated in such a long time, he is always familiar with the Sanlibao Brigade, and there is no shortage of his labor at home, Zheng Fugui Du Xiaomei supported him to go to school, so he was given this quota that year, but the group of "children" thought that the identities of both parties were the same!
Putting the previous impetuousness behind, Zheng Jianguo returned to the classroom and saw that the classmates were lying on the table, knowing that these were taking advantage of the lunch time to rest, and returned to their seats lightly, Hao Yun seemed to have gone home and hadn't come back yet, so he came out with a notebook to read.
English learning is more difficult, there is no teacher at this time, Zheng Jianguo did not look dizzy after a while, although I feel that this learning is not good, but there is no good way to improve, at this time everyone is learning dumb English, even if there is a teacher who understands it, it is reluctant to jump out of the words, if you want to finish a sentence proficiently, it must be a professional college student, but unfortunately as far as he knows, there is no college student majoring in English.
"Zheng Jianguo, Mr. Guan asked you to go to the office. β
Hao Yun hadn't come back before class in the afternoon, Zheng Jianguo was thinking about whether something had happened to this product, Zhao Nan, who came in from outside the door, said something to him, Zheng Jianguo blinked and stood up, this teacher Guan is a political teacher in the fifth class of high school, and when he passed by Zhao Nan as if his homework had been handed in, he ignored the smell of alabaster from the tip of his nose and said, "Didn't say anything?"
"I don't think it's a good thing, maybe someone told the teacher what you said?"
Zhao Nan blinked and said, Zheng Jianguo nodded, and a smile appeared on his face: "Thank you." β
"This guy, so polite?"
Seeing the other party's back disappear, Zhao Nan sat in his seat by himself, and the scene of this previous enemy in the library came to mind, and he felt that this classmate was obviously different from before, from transparent to public.
"Teacher Guan, are you looking for me?"
At the westernmost end of the two-storey building is the office of the first and second levels of high school, the layout of the house is no different from the classroom of the second class of high school next to it, and the teacher's desks inside are not separated, but one by one, Zheng Jianguo knocked on the door twice and pushed it open, looking at the seven or eight pairs of eyes inside, when he looked at the middle-aged man with two big fish bubble eyes, another thought flashed in his mind: "There is a problem with this title! I would never be like this before, including other classmates." β
"Oh, the founding of the country is coming, come here. β
Sitting at the mottled desk and beckoning, Guan Zhengyi flicked the cigarette between his fingers, looked at Zheng Jianguo and turned around and closed the door and arrived in front of him, as if there was no problem with his expression, he licked his dry lips and took a sip of tea from the enamel jar on the table, not wanting to drink all the tea stems into his mouth, and then spit back into the tea jar and looked at him and said, "Who taught you those words you said in the library at noon?"
"Apply what you've learned. β
Zheng Jianguo frowned, he didn't expect that some of those people would make a small report to the teacher, and then remembered that this is also the limit of what students can do - don't normal students make a small report to the teacher or parents after being bullied?
Thinking like this, the corners of Zheng Jianguo's mouth couldn't help but pull, Guan Zhengyi, who didn't want to be at this moment, was staring at him with a pair of fish bubble eyes, and when he saw him smiling, he flicked the cigarette in his hand again: "What's funny about you?"
"I laughed at the fact that they were all sophomores in high school, and there were people who lost the fight like children who had never been in a fight, and went back to complain to the teachers and parents. β
Zheng Jianguo silently looked at Guan Zhengyi, who was obviously stunned, and continued without waiting for him to speak: "So, you called me, do you plan to preside over justice?"
"You-"
Guan Zhengyi almost couldn't believe his ears, turned his head to look at the tables next to him, and found that there was no one to find, and said, "You also said that your behavior in the library is a fight." β
"That's a metaphor, and I'm pointing out the difference between me and them. β
Zheng Jianguo's voice was not loud, and there was no caution and cringe that students should have when facing the teacher, and at this time, the teacher who was watching the play as if nothing had happened next to him was also in the mood to watch the play, and a middle-aged man with glasses opened his mouth and said: "You are no different from the identity of other classmates, you are all students, and you come to the school to learn knowledgeββ"
"Teacher Chen, I'm afraid you didn't understand what happened in the library before. β
The teacher who spoke was the head teacher of the first class of the second year of high school, Zheng Jianguo only knew that it was Teacher Chen, who taught chemistry, and after interrupting his words, he turned his head to look at Guan Zhengyi, who was silent, and continued to speak: "Teacher Guan, do you know what happened in the library before?"
"No, I don't care about what happened in the library before, I only care about the identity you said now, can you tell me what is the difference between your identity and theirs?
Guan Zhengyi put down the enamel jar, he can take half of the sophomore politics, and he naturally has his own set of methods in it, and a student found him before to talk about the office, although he knew that what he said was right, but what he said was not very right: "Aren't you here to study?"
"You ask me the difference between me and them?"
Zheng Jianguo couldn't believe his ears, and then looked the teacher's appearance up and down, and a bright smile appeared on his face: "I am Zheng Jianguo from the second group of the third squad of the Sanlibao Brigade of the Kansai Commune, and the appearance column on my school registration is different from that of you and other classmates. β
"Ahemβ"
A violent cough came, Zheng Jianguo turned his head and smiled at the coughing female teacher, and continued without waiting for Guan Zhengyi to speak: "You didn't even ask the reason clearly, so you called me over for questioning, and you asked these questions, I think these students should go to the countryside as soon as possible to receive re-education, where learning can not only learn knowledge, but also help them establish good values and world view, what do you think?"
"What you said, the latter is right. β
Guan Zhengyi's cigarette had already been pinched, he didn't expect to hear such a brilliant sound with a gun and a stick from a student's mouth, Rao is a political and ideological teacher for more than ten years, to be precise, it is precisely because he has been doing ideological work for so long that he knows more deeply that this unspoken thing makes him not have the slightest superfluous thoughts: "I just called you over, not to blame you, but I want to ask you the reason why you want to find a physical self-study book seriesββ"
This is a slogan that has been engraved into the memories of all the people here, and whoever is allowed to go down to receive re-education is now 7 or 800 students in the first and second grades of high school, and even all the teachers present here can also be included in this range.
Zheng Jianguo directly pulled out this slogan, which was almost incomprehensible at this time, especially when he vaguely pointed out that after Guan Zhengyi dared to crook his mouth, then Zheng Jianguo would be happy to be more serious.
It's just that after hearing Guan Zhengyi's statement, Zheng Jianguo was a little embarrassed, his small eyes blinked, and his little face showed a solemn look: "In order to criticize, criticize those stinky old nine dross-do you have it?"
"I don't β but I know where it might be. β
Guan Zhengyi was choked by this sentence, and automatically ignored a certain word that made him very uncomfortable, and squinted at the student in front of him who looked more like old fritters than students, and lost the slightest sympathy for those who provoked this: "Don't think about the school and the library of the material company, if you have it, you will also send the paper mill to turn waste into treasure, if you really want to find it, you can consider going to the waste recycling station in the city, if you are lucky, you may find itββ"