Chapter 14: The Eccentricity of Eating Leftover Food and the Turmoil of Dropping Out of School

And, after hearing this, Qianyue Huajian didn't change much, she still squinted and smiled, but the smile on her face deepened, and said, "Oh, that's right, the blind date will last until the night!" ā€

Seeing that Qianyue Huajian seemed to believe it, Jue Ling was overjoyed, and nodded apologetically: "Well, if you want to go on a blind date until late, and you have to send each other home, you may be busy until late, so, I'm sorry!" ā€

"Hmm..."Qianyue Huajian shook her head and said, "It's okay, I'll explain it to Xiaowei when I go back, she will definitely be happy for you." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"Well, please thank me for it." Jue Ling responded politely, and then said, "If there is nothing else, let's go back to the classroom." ā€

Qianyue Huajian nodded and walked in front of Jue Ling.

Jue Ling followed behind, staring intently at the back of the Thousand Moon Flowers, always feeling that the smile of the Thousand Moon Flowers just now was weird, but he couldn't find anything strange.

Back in the classroom, Jue Ling temporarily put aside this doubt and lay on the table to think about his own business.

It wasn't until the bell rang for the first class in the afternoon that Jue Ling woke up from his thoughts.

"You're awake."

Hearing this, Jue Ling looked at Meng Ruoxi, who appeared at the next table at some point, yawned and said, "I've slept all morning, how long do you want me to sleep?" ā€

"Sleep until you wake up naturally", Meng Ruoxi laughed.

Jue Ling glanced at Meng Ruoxi: "You lack heart, it's nothing to sleep until you wake up naturally on weekends, and if you sleep until you wake up naturally at school, you will not only collide with the teacher, but also miss a lot of things, such as ...... Lunch. ā€

"I'm sorry, it's my fault. But it was only when I saw that there was no math class in the morning that I wanted you to sleep until you woke up naturally. ā€

"No, I remember that the first class was math class." Jue Ling recalled that on the day Meng Ruoxi transferred to the school, the first class was the class of the glasses girl, and by the way, she introduced the transfer students.

"The first period was originally a math lesson, but after the music lesson was cancelled yesterday, all the lessons were taken one after the other. It just so happened that there was a music lesson yesterday afternoon, so the first math lesson this morning was brought forward to the last class yesterday afternoon. Meng Ruoxi explained.

"I see, I almost forgot that yesterday's music class was canceled by Mr. Muzi." Jue Ling came to his senses, and then asked with a straight face: "However, does this have anything to do with the fact that you haven't woken me up all the time?" ā€

Meng Ruoxi's expression instantly stiffened, and she hurriedly clasped her palms together and prayed and said, "I'm really sorry, because the last class happened to be a physical education class, and I had too much fun with everyone......"

"So you forgot that there was a me in the classroom, and I went straight to the school with them." Jue Ling took the next step.

Meng Ruoxi nodded a little embarrassedly, then took out a large bread from the desk and handed it to Jue Ling: "You didn't have lunch, I bought you a bread." By the way, I heard that an ambulance came to school at noon, do you know what happened? ā€

"Ambulance? They didn't turn on the siren, I didn't hear it anyway. Jue Ling responded lightly, didn't take the bread, took out the language books taken out by the surrounding classmates from the desk, waved his hand and said, "No need, you can keep it for yourself." ā€

"I know I know, I'm going to have to take a bite before you eat it, right?" After that, Meng Ruoxi took a small bite of her own initiative and handed it to Jue Ling again.

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"Take it, you're welcome." Seeing that Jue Ling still didn't answer, Meng Ruoxi directly stuffed the bread into Jue Ling's hand.

Jue Ling: What do you think of me, take it back, I'll count to three, take it back quickly, otherwise......

Meng Ruoxi suddenly pressed Jue Ling's hand holding the bread again, and reminded in a low voice: "The teacher is here, you can eat it after class." ā€

Jue Ling lowered his head: Yes!

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May 6th.

On the same day, while Jue Ling was sleeping in the classroom in the morning, another part of the school was arguing about his business.

Principal's Office.

An old man with a little gray hair with his hands interlocked with his chin propped up on the desk, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle in the sky, staring at He Muzi in front of him, for a long time, he let go of his hand and leaned back, and then lay on the back of the swivel chair, and said sharply: "I have done all the withdrawal application process, but now you ask me to cancel his withdrawal application." Do you take dropping out of school too much as child's play, Mr. Muzi! ā€

He Muzi shook his head and said: "I don't treat dropping out of school as a child's play, it's just that dropping out of school is not what he wants, please give him another chance." I could feel that he was trying to change after this experience. ā€

"Dropping out of school is not what he wants, where can he talk about this", the principal spread his hands and said: "When I went through the withdrawal procedures more than half a month ago, I asked for his consent, and he himself nodded. ā€

"Headmaster, isn't it a shame to take advantage of the situation?" He Muzi lashed out mercilessly.

"It's a bit shameful, after all, I agreed to let him study at Zhongnan University for three years," the principal said indifferently, "Who let him catch up?" Next year, the central government will carry out a large-scale expansion of Zhongnan colleges and universities, and there will be many excellent teachers like you to teach here, and the education system will be greatly reformed. Allowing the kind of students who do nothing all day long and never study, and who only sleep in class in a muffled voice, will inevitably have a certain impact on education reform.

If he's a third-year student and he's graduating next year, I can leave him alone. However, it is a pity that he will only be promoted to the third year next year, and the main target of next year's education reform is the senior high school students who will face the college entrance examination, so for the future future of Central South University, I have to ask him to leave. ā€

"He's changing now, and you should be able to see it." He Muzi argued.

"That's now," the principal said sharply, without blindly whispering: "What can I do now, let me tell you this, I have already informed the Education Bureau of the revocation of his student status, and now, my student status may have been revoked." ā€

After He Muzi heard this, his face sank, and he said coldly: "If you give up students for the sake of profit, you are not worthy of being this principal." ā€

After speaking, He Muzi resolutely turned around and left.

"Stop." The headmaster shouted loudly, "As a teacher, please pay attention to the tone of your voice to the top educator in the school, otherwise you are not worthy of being this teacher." ā€

After He Muzi heard this, his face changed, he stopped, turned around and said coldly: "Then I won't be this teacher." ā€

"Is this something you say you won't do if you don't do it," the principal rebuked in a majestic voice, "For the sake of a student, it's come to this point." Please think about it in hindsight. In the education industry, how many personal feelings do you have involved? I know that the child's father was an instructor during your military training at the university, and I heard that he was a very conscientious instructor, and you can be forgiven for respecting him.

But if you extend this respect to his next generation, it will be unreasonable. ā€

He Muzi retorted with only one sentence: "Who stipulates that the education industry cannot be mixed with personal feelings? ā€

"You ......", the principal's face was cold, but thinking that his persuasion of Jue Ling to quit school was also mixed with personal feelings, he suppressed his anger, restored his previous majesty, and said: "It's not impossible to get his school status back." ā€

He Muzi's pupils froze, and he turned around and asked, "What do you mean?" ā€

"As long as he makes a significant contribution to the school, I can get his student status back from the Education Bureau."

"Isn't being a significant contribution to being second in the grade in math?" He Muzi frowned and asked.

The principal shook his head and said, "I won't just look at the results of a single subject, I have also seen his results in other subjects, and it is a mess, and it is seriously biased." If he gets the second overall score in all grades, I believe the EDB will be happy to help him regain his student status. However, his total score did not even meet the minimum standard of 300 points. ā€

"There's no other way?" He Muzi knew very well that it was impossible for Jue Ling's total score to reach the second place in the whole grade.

"That's the highest limit I can bear. As long as he can make any significant contribution to the school before the final examination of the second year of high school, and then I write it into the report and submit it to the Education Bureau, 80% of the student status can be retrieved, but it is not absolute.

However, if he doesn't contribute anything, he will definitely not be able to get back his student status, and then he will ...... can only let him re-read a sophomore year of high school! ā€

When He Muzi heard this, he lowered his head in silence.