Of the 68 candidates in the 18th class, 54 of them carried the disciplinary decision, and the punishment was extremely rich in content, including almost all the mistakes that students could make. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info these students were admitted to the same 57th Middle School.

Even the dozen or so students with average grades who were transferred to this class later were admitted to the 57th Middle School.

All of this is saying that Zhang is very capable and has the ability to improve students' grades.

There is no class in teaching, and it is really reflected here in Zhang Fear, basically that no matter whether you are a mule or a horse, you can be admitted to the fifty-seventh middle school when you come to him.

There are some key middle schools and some good teachers, but which teacher can do this?

Although junior high school does not allow transfers, people don't want to transfer, so they only send their children to Zhang's warehouse class, whether it's extracurricular tutoring, or whatever, and survive a year.

For the sake of their children, parents dare to think of anything.

At this moment, Principal Qin is asking if he can hold on for another year, after all, there are eight students of Li Yingying. In addition, with the graduation of junior high school students, the small gang of 119 Middle School has many new rising teams, such as the three leaders who came out of the junior high school.

There are also unstable factors in the second year of junior high school, but Pei Chengyi's stay in school has somewhat played a deterrent role.

Anyway, life is like this, as long as you live, there are always various things to deal with.

Zhang is afraid that he doesn't want to deal with things related to students anymore, even if Principal Qin says that he will solve the education funds, he will not be as embarrassed as this year. His answer was the same no.

Principal Qin tried to persuade two sentences, but after being refused, he let out a long sigh: "To complete the task, it's not that I didn't persuade you, it's that you didn't listen." Then another gossip, the reason why the eighteenth class was able to be admitted to the fifty-seventh middle school was that all of them passed the score line was the first condition, and then, it is said that Secretary Zhang spoke, saying that it was best to admit students who had passed the line, so as to give some motivation to students with unsatisfactory academic performance, so that they could also be admitted to key middle schools like these children.

Hearing this rumor, Zhang was afraid and said, "The big secretary didn't tell me." ”

"How could I tell you?" Principal Qin thought for a moment and returned to the topic: "Your money is really enough, right?"

"Enough, I just stole a few hundred million dollars, will you give you some?" Zhang said casually.

Principal Qin smiled: "It's good if the money is enough." "And on the day of the parent-teacher conference, I came over.

Zhang was afraid that it would be okay to send the principal out.

The rest of the time is to type, concentrate, and finish at two o'clock in the afternoon. When I uploaded the article, I saw that someone left a message in the book review area, asking you how many accounts you had, saying that there was a book that copied your previous book, and left the title of the book.

Zhang is very curious, the results of the last book are so miserable that they can't be worse, so miserable that they have not received anything after writing for more than a year. Later, I finally signed a contract and put it on the shelf, and I was eating a reward of hundreds of yuan for full attendance every month.

Read the message that someone is plagiarizing that book?

Zhang is afraid that he will find it funny, even if he copies the book, can you copy the good book?

After uploading the article, I searched for the book, and I was depressed, but it was actually a paid chapter.

The title of the book is different, the content introduction is different, the protagonist is different, the free chapters are completely different, and the plagiarized part is in the paid chapters.

That guy's chapter is more than 10,000 words, in order to collect evidence, first search for relevant text, the result is very amazing, that guy copied too much, any chapter is a copy and paste of the entire article, and even the name is not changed.

Look at the results of this book, it's about the same as my last book, it's not many people who read it, this guy is obviously mixing up the whole work.

Zhang Wei smiled, it was really a good way to make money.

Isn't there a way, get a book on the shelves, copy 10,000 words a day and send it to the Internet, in less than a few minutes, a thousand oceans will be credited to the account in a month, this kind of work is not too easy, okay?

The reason why I want to copy Zhang Wei's book is that it is very sour, and no one reads it.

No one reads the book that Zhang is afraid of, and no one reads the book that plagiarized him, everyone is eating full attendance, and the editor can't take care of it, so he successfully collects the full attendance silver.

Zhang is afraid that the last book is really miserable, and the average year for the completion of this book is just over 100. And that plagiarized book, which should be called a copy book, also has no subscription. Just like that, two books can be found plagiarized, which is really shameless.

Comparing the results of the two books, Zhang Weite admires the reader who exposed plagiarism, what kind of god would be so cold to read both books, and then he can still remember the plot of the previous book......

Zhang is afraid to reply to that book review very seriously, this guy is so good, he can even read two books like this, what else can't he do?

Reply to the post, find the editor to leave a message, explain the situation.

In less than half an hour, the book was deleted. It stands to reason that evidence should be provided to report plagiarism, whether it is a sentence or a paragraph, if the plot is minor, the editor will suggest that the plagiarist revise it, maybe it's just a coincidence?

But this guy has copied too much, and he has plagiarized hundreds of chapters and chapters......

Waiting for the editor to tell him the results, Zhang was afraid that he suddenly wanted to laugh, he couldn't think of it, he couldn't think of it, and someone else made up his mind about a book with this kind of achievement, is it the first step towards success?

I said thank you to the editor, and the editor encouraged him by the way, saying that the results of this book are not bad now, keep going, and don't write it down.

Zhang was afraid to reply that he worked hard. It's just, isn't it written yet?

Solve the plagiarism thing, look at the time, and go out to the hospital.

He went to the capital for so long, even the fat man who was admitted to the hospital was discharged, and Qiao Guanghui was still hospitalized.

I didn't buy anything, I went empty-handed.

This time is dinner time, and there are many people coming and going in the hospital. There was a smoker in the toilet, Zhang was afraid to go in from the door of the toilet, so he hesitated and retreated, went into the toilet and said to the guy: "I know you want to be convenient, but can you go downstairs to smoke?"

It was a man in his thirties, who looked at Zhang Wei and didn't reply, took two puffs and threw the cigarette butt into the urinal, and went out from Zhang Wei's side.

Zhang is a little helpless.

What's even more frustrating? What's even more frustrating is that there's someone smoking at the end of the hallway.

When the window was open in the summer, an old man about sixty years old was hunched over, his arms were propped on the windowsill and he looked out, and white smoke drifted out of his head in bursts.

Zhang was really speechless, every floor of the hospital was plastered with signs prohibiting smoking, but some people smoked.

Looking at the uncle, Zhang was afraid to walk into the ward.

Qiao Guanghui was thinner and lay down to sleep. Sitting next to her was Sister-in-law Qiao. The four beds in the room were all lying on the patient, and the conditions became more difficult. When he was first admitted to the hospital, the patient with two beds was in a mild condition and went home after the infusion. Not anymore, although no one is infusion, no one goes home. Each patient has a family member to accompany the bed.

Seeing that Zhang was coming, Sister-in-law Qiao hurriedly got up.

Zhang Wei asked in a low voice, "How is it?"

Sister-in-law Qiao shook her head and took a stool for Zhang to sit on.

Zhang was afraid to sit down and look at Qiao Guanghui, his beard was a little long.

There was also an old man on the hospital bed on the side, and suddenly he cried out in pain, and the person accompanying the bed was a man in his forties, who glanced at the old man and didn't speak.

In a few seconds, the old man cried out in pain again. The family got up and asked, "A shot?"

The old man was grateful, and the family went out to find the nurse.

The management of anesthetic injections in the oncology department is more relaxed than that of other departments. At this time, the doctor is already off work, and the nurse only needs to say hello to the doctor on duty and place an order, and she can give the patient an injection.

The family came back a little later, and in less than a minute, the nurse came in with a needle, asked the patient's name, and whispered, "It's been an injection." The family members helped to turn the patient's body, took off half of his pants, and the nurse neatly inserted the needle.

Zhang was afraid to ask Qiao's sister-in-law: "Painkillers?"

"Yes. Sister-in-law Qiao said: "Old Qiao is okay, he is taking medicine." "Talking about looking at the time.

At dinner time, the patient was busy, and so were the family members. All the patients in the ward are immobile and can only lie down. Under each bed there was a cardboard box with a lot of stuff in it, and on the floor were urinals, bedpans, and so on.

Zhang was afraid to ask, "What should I do at night?

"Yes. Sister-in-law Qiao was silent and said, "You can't let the old man stay up." ”

As he was talking, the old man of the Qiao family came with a lunch box. When I entered the door, I saw Zhang Wei and asked, "Where did you go?"

Zhang was afraid to get up and let the old man sit down, and replied that he had gone to the capital.

"On a business trip?" said Old Man Qiao, "You sit." Put the meal on the bedside table and set it out: "You eat first." ”

Sister-in-law Qiao said to wait a minute, feed Lao Qiao medicine first.

Old Man Qiao said, "Haven't taken the medicine yet?"

"Let him sleep a little longer. Sister-in-law Qiao replied.

Old Man Qiao didn't rush her, and asked Zhang Wei: "How is your side?"

Zhang Wei asked back: "Which side?"

"House. Old Man Qiao said.

Zhang was afraid to smile: "I have money." Then he asked, "Is the hospitalization money enough?"

Calculate the time, Qiao Guanghui came in and lived for a long time, and it should have cost a lot of money.

Unlike other departments, patients who are hospitalized in the oncology department are not discharged after ten days and half a month, but here, as long as you want to stay, you can stay forever. Because, to put it mildly, many patients come here just to die.

Sister-in-law Qiao replied that she was rich. Zhang is afraid to say that you don't have to be polite to me, just say the commission.

Sister-in-law Qiao said that it was not polite, it didn't cost much, and many examinations were not done, so she took two hanging needles in the morning, and then the bed fee.

Zhang Wei nodded, and at this time Qiao Guanghui woke up, moved slightly weakly, and said a word in a very small voice: "Urine." ”

Zhang was afraid that before he could hear clearly, Sister-in-law Qiao had already walked to the bedside and asked, "Pee?"

Qiao Guanghui nodded slightly, and he couldn't see it if he wasn't careful. Sister-in-law Qiao hurriedly took the urinal to catch the urine.

Peeing is also a troublesome thing, it takes a long time to pee out, and sometimes it is tossed for a while, and the result is that there is no peeing.

In the oncology ward, private things like peeing have become so normal that no one cares about it, and no one takes a second look.

After waiting for about five or six minutes, Sister-in-law Qiao said hello?

Qiao Guanghui sighed, and Sister-in-law Qiao took away the urinal, lifted her pants, and covered it with a thin sheet.

When Qiao Guanghui peed, Zhang was afraid to clearly see how thin he was, and his legs were loosely covered with a layer of skin like two ploughing sticks.

Sister-in-law Qiao said, "Who came to see you?"

Qiao Guanghui tilted his head and glanced at it, and quickly closed it, this is no strength and no energy. (To be continued.) )