The students in the fast class and the repeat class are all seed players, and their academic performance is generally relatively good, most of them can be admitted to one, and the worst can be admitted to three.

Like the three classes of the repeater class, basically half of the students in each class can be admitted to major universities.

Therefore, the students in these classes have a sense of superiority in the eyes of all teachers and students in the school, because being able to be assigned to these classes means that one of the two legs has entered the undergraduate college.

However, whether it is a fast class, a repeat class, a parallel class or a slow class, most of the students have already sat in the class and read loudly in the morning before the bell rings for the morning self-study.

Those powerful reading voices are the cry of the sprint before the college entrance examination, and they are also the last struggle against fate.

The sound of reading rushed into the air through the windows, ceilings and walls, shouting and complaining, and the sound of hitting the air was so brave and powerful, it was clearly a situation to turn things around.

Ye Zirong walked into the teaching building, deeply shocked by the thriving morning reading scene, but there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

Although Ye Zirong doesn't like to study, he doesn't want his classmates to love learning too much.

Although he will skip classes and ask for leave, he has the confidence to be admitted to a good university.

Many students who study hard have sprinted on the single-plank bridge and accidentally fell into the ditch, missing the university they yearn for. They either repeat their studies for a year and waste a year of youth, or they leave the campus and go to work in society.

Students who study hard may not be admitted to a good university, and students who love to play may not necessarily fail the list, Ye Zirong doesn't know how many times he has heard of such an example.

Quality education in China was put forward as early as 10 years ago, but it has not been effectively implemented. There are practical reasons, such as the fact that it is not easy to get a college student in a poor area, and where can we take into account the quality of education? There are also institutional reasons, and under the confinement of the system, education will only be led by the nose.

Ye Zirong hopes that today's students can break through the obstacle of the system, study and comprehend with their hearts, and do not be slaves of learning, nor carriers of knowledge, but processors and creators of knowledge.

Walking in the corridor on the third floor of the teaching building, Ye Zirong was still thinking, and when he was admitted to a prestigious university, he must take a time to share his learning methods with everyone.

Although he usually uses his divine consciousness to learn, through his divine sense, he has also mastered a set of effective learning methods, which in his opinion are quite effective.

But just as he was about to walk into the classroom, he was bumped into by Zuo Qingcheng, a classmate who came over.

"Ye Zirong, you're finally here today!" Although Zuo Qingcheng's face was mixed with a trace of fear, he still had an arrogant and domineering tendency.

"It turned out to be Zuo Qingcheng's classmate, what's the matter, I'm afraid I won't come?"

"That's not it, since you dare to let Huang Zhiqiang come to the school to look for you, I knew that you would definitely come, it's just that you came a little late!" Zuo Qingcheng's eyes were in a trance, and there was something in his words.

"What do you mean?" Ye Zirong asked.

"You'll find out later. After Zuo Qingcheng finished speaking, he shook his arm vigorously and strode away.

"It's only been a few days, and the kid is arrogant again. Ye Zirong couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Zirong, come over quickly!" At this time, He Boming suddenly walked out of the classroom.

"What's wrong? Ye Zirong asked with a puzzled face.

He Boming hurriedly pulled Ye Zirong to a corner outside the classroom, combed the few thin hairs on the top of his head with his hands, blinked a pair of big eyes, and said with a frightened expression: "Zirong, are you here to ask for leave? You hurry back and don't have to go to class today. ”

"What's going on, Teacher He, I'm here for class today, why are you sending me away?"

"Hurry up! Don't say what I said, you're in trouble!" He Boming's tone became very nervous.

"Teacher He, if you don't make it clear, I won't leave. Ye Zirong's attitude was very firm.

"Someone from above is looking for trouble with you, and several people are blocking the principal's office, saying that they want to arrest you!"

"Arrest me? Did I make a mistake? What did I do?"

"I heard that you got into a fight and made trouble, and you broke the hand of the head of the bureau! Huang Benfa, the director of the Education Bureau, and Ji Changping, the head of the bureau, are now reasoning with the principal, saying that they will arrest you in the institute for investigation! Yours, leave quickly! Don't tell others that I have leaked the news. The more He Boming spoke, the more nervous he became.

"Then I can't go!" Ye Zirong looked very calm, turned around, and walked straight to the principal's office.

Ye Zirong is not a cowardly man, he doesn't cause trouble, but he is not afraid of things. This is his usual style.

"You kid, why don't you listen to people's advice? The head of the Education Bureau is high and powerful, and he has endless ways to deal with you, this little Luo!" He Boming reminded behind him.

"I'm not afraid!Teacher He, thank you for the reminder!"

The principal's office was full of people.

In addition to Principal Li, there is also a middle-aged man with a pork kidney-faced face full of meat, this man is bald, the top of his head is very shiny, wearing a black suit with a red tie, revealing a polite and scholarly appearance, trying to hide the butcher's aura exuded from his body.

This pig-waisted man is Huang Zhiqiang's father, the director of the District Education Bureau, named Huang Benfa.

Huang Gongzi didn't go to self-study in the morning, and followed him to the principal's office.

Huang Zhiqiang shrank all over, and a palm that had been broken by Ye Zirong was tightly wrapped in a white medical strap and hung around his neck. The arm was already swollen like a gourd stick, making the Second Ancestor's teeth chatter in pain.

Behind Huang Benfa stood a tall man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, dressed in a police uniform.

The two young policemen next to the "thick eyebrows and big eyes" stood straighter than the telephone pole, and they looked serious in a serious posture waiting for the bureau's chief to give orders.

Huang Benfa has a Great China in his mouth, and he keeps swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

"Thick eyebrows and big eyes" are also unambiguous, holding a cigarette that Huang Benfa lit for him in his hand, and constantly exchanging glances with Huang Benfa.

The two wolf-like men spitted smoke at each other, and the whole office was suddenly filled with smoke, and the smoke scene was very spectacular, as if a bundle of straw had been burned.

"Come on, Principal Li, you smoke one too!" Huang Benfa took out a cigarette from the red cigarette case and handed it to Principal Li.

Principal Li didn't dare to slack off at all, hurriedly took the cigarette, took two puffs on the Givenchy brand lighter played by Huang Benfa, spit out a circle of smoke, and said resignedly: "Boss, isn't it just such a trivial matter, why bother you to run in person?" As long as you say hello, I will immediately mobilize all the physical education teachers in the school to catch Ye Zirong's little brat, and I will personally send it to the office. ”