Chapter 172: Parent-Teacher Conference

I didn't stand outside the classroom for long.

Soon, under the auspices of the class teacher, the parents who were stationed in the corridor entered the classroom one after another.

Students go to the playground for self-study.

Of course, it's okay to stay in the class, but most students don't want to stay in the classroom.

Guan Lang has been away from high school for three years, and he is a little unfamiliar with the classroom of this kind of candidates who are about to fight for the college entrance examination.

On the desks in two rows, stacks of textbooks and test papers dozens of centimeters high are piled up, and the ground behind the classroom is also full of books, and everywhere seems cramped.

In the conspicuous part of each table stands a folded piece of paper with the student's name written on it, making it easier for parents to choose a seat.

Guan Lang in the crowd swept his eyes and quickly captured Wu Yazhen's card.

His eyesight has not been specifically tested, but it is indeed getting better.

At least, he had 200 degrees of myopia before, and he generally didn't wear glasses except in class.

Therefore, the outside world is in a blur every day.

The words separated by a few meters are basically not legible.

But after three months, his eyesight is also improving subtly.

Now, he can see clearly the normal size font of a normal A4 printer paper from a distance of ten or twenty meters.

He didn't know if it was beyond the range of normal people's vision.

And although IQ has not improved much, memory, as well as the brain's ability to process various information, are also rising rapidly.

He condescendingly glanced at a row of tabletops.

There are dozens of miscellaneous things on the table.

Folders, levels, glasses, knives, test papers, books, potted plants......

Among the various objects, his brain can quickly sift through the various information captured by his eyes, and finally keep only the pieces of paper with his name written on them.

Then he picked out the paper with Wu Yazhen's three small characters written on it.

And this process took less than two seconds.

The sequence of processes sounded complicated, but it was just instinctively working in his brain.

As for his feelings, he just glanced at the classroom, and then he happened to spot his seat in an instant.

When Guan Lang was seated, the other parents were still slowly searching along the seats.

After the teacher turned on the projection and put out the seating chart on the projection screen, the parents took their seats one after another.

Guan Lang sat in his seat and looked at his cousin's table a little.

Compared to the other people's cluttered and towering tabletops, her desktop is much simpler and cleaner, with only a wooden book box on the top.

There were stationery and stacks of test papers.

The large plastic storage box under the chair is full of books.

Guan Lang smiled.

It's similar to what he remembered about the top students in his high school class.

The desks of ordinary students are often very intimidating, but the desks of those top students are very clean.

He also consulted at the time.

The reason why it's so clean is because everyone's habits are different.

Ordinary students will only stuff each test paper into a folder and pile it up like a treasure, and more and more will be found in the future, and the result will not be able to turn it over once or twice a year.

The top students memorized the essence of the wrong questions into the wrong question set, and threw away the test papers.

The same is true for many teaching aids.

That's why there aren't so many thick books, all of them are condensed into a few wrong question books.

Although Guan Lang's grades were mediocre back then, he also learned many of the learning methods of the top students in that group, although he didn't study very hard, he was still able to easily stay in the upper reaches of the class.

When Guan Lang looked at his little cousin's tabletop, a middle-aged man in his forties sat next door.

It should be the father of Wu Yazhen's little best friend Shu Xiangjun.

The facial features are still quite three-dimensional, and it can be seen that he should have been a handsome guy when he was young, but unfortunately the hair on the top of his head is a little thinner, reflecting the sunshine of the ceiling smoothly.

But there is no way, people always have to face a mid-life crisis, and the same is true for the once handsome guys.

Guan Lang sighed slightly, and suddenly felt a little scared in his heart, whether he would become a greasy uncle in the Mediterranean when he reached middle age.

Uncle Mediterranean looked at Guan Lang and nodded in a friendly way.

Guan Lang also smiled and bowed his head.

The teacher didn't make the parents below wait too long.

Holding the microphone, he went up and spoke a formula cliché.

In short, I would like to thank all parents for taking time out of their busy schedules to come out of the meeting, and then emphasize the importance of the senior high school exam.

"In the mid-term exams, the students in our class did very well in the exams. Among the top 50 in the whole grade, 12 of us are in the sophomore class, and 23 of the top 100 are in the top 100. "The teacher above quickly got straight to the point.

The class rankings were quickly projected on the big screen.

Of course, parents are most concerned about grades.

Everyone looked up and searched hard.

Guan Lang also caught a glimpse of Wu Yazhen's results, seventh in the class, thirtieth in the grade, six hundred and forty-three.

However, the score varies too much, and it fluctuates greatly with the difficulty of the test paper, so the reference value is limited.

Guan Lang only remembered that his score in the college entrance examination that year seemed to be 639 points, and coupled with Tiannan University's preferential enrollment treatment for students with household registration in the province, he was already able to choose a good major at Tiannan University.

He suddenly broke out in the college entrance examination back then, and his grades had a lot of moisture.

My little cousin seems to be a bit fierce.

Guan Lang also glanced at Shu Xiangjun's grades by the way, and they were not very bad, ranking thirty-fifth in the class, 379 in the grade, and the score was also in the early 500s.

It can also pass last year's provincial line.

An ordinary one, or even some of the last 211s, may be enough.

However, because in Tiannan Middle School, a key high school, her grades are a little inconspicuous.

Guan Lang glimpsed that the Mediterranean uncle next door had a stiff face, probably because his daughter's grades failed to satisfy him.

Then the subject teachers of each subject also came to the stage one by one to talk to the parents about the students of each subject.

Mainly praised some students with excellent grades in various subjects and made great progress, Guan Lang heard his cousin on the praise list several times.

It's not much, just five times.

The reason why there were no six times was because the chemistry teacher was in class and couldn't make it to the parent-teacher conference, and only five teachers came to the stage.

Guan Lang listened with honor, and the envious glances of the Mediterranean uncle next door made him very useful.

It turns out that the parent-teacher conference for children with good grades is so fast.

Guan Lang Zhengle smirked.

The female head teacher suddenly stepped up to the podium.

"In the past half semester, many students have made significant progress in their grades, especially Qu Tianhua, Ren Ququ, Wu Yazhen, and Miao Qixian, and I would like to ask one of the parents to share their experience. ”

Guan Lang's face suddenly darkened when he listened, didn't he say that he would randomly order it from his parents?

Why did it suddenly become four of the winners?

For some reason, he suddenly had a sense of foreboding in his heart.