Chapter 55: Split Shifts!

Wutong was a little embarrassed: "This ...... There is no precedent for this website, after all, you have only been opening the book for a week. ”

Qin Ge interrupted him and said, "Next Wednesday Jiang, next week strong push, after the strong push, I will apply for the shelf, Wutong, if you can, help me apply." ”

Wutong opened his mouth, he didn't expect Qin Ge to have such a request, he thought for a few minutes, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll help you apply." ”

This book can be said to have been excavated by Wutong, from the time of this book of 20,000 words, Wutong is very optimistic, and the fact is as he expected, even if the book is not signed, the number of jΓΉ is also the same period to open a new book of the old author.

And now, only a week after the book was opened, it has been on the recommendation list and click list, although the click list and the recommendation list are both second, but as long as you are not blind, you can see that "The Best Child" is the real first place.

This book has great potential, and Wutong feels that Qin Ge's request does not seem to be so excessive, after all, his various numbers and word counts are all there.

Wutong first reported this matter to the editor-in-chief, and after the editor-in-chief knew, he was silent for a while, and then called the editor-in-chief, who happened to be in the company, and the editor-in-chief said: "Wutong, follow me to see the editor-in-chief." ”

The two came to the editor-in-chief's office and knocked on the door, and the voice of the editor-in-chief came in.

The editor-in-chief and Wutong pushed open the door and walked in, the two sat across from the desk, and the editor-in-chief explained the matter.

After listening to this, the editor-in-chief was silent for a few seconds and said, "Give him Sanjiang next week, and then push it forcibly, and put it on the shelves at the beginning of next month." ”

……

After Qin Ge's single chapter was released, the clicks and recommendations of "The Best Child" were growing at an extremely terrifying rate.

Almost everyone didn't think that "The Best Boy" could do more than 30 authors to pull readers to vote for "Tang Dynasty Officials", but after an hour, everyone was a little shaken.

The two books, which originally had a big gap, were suddenly reduced after this single chapter of Qin Ge.

There is a difference of 700 votes for recommendation votes and 300 votes for clicks.

And just when Qin Ge was about to go out to school, Wutong sent a message.

"The website considered your book and thought that your book was indeed eligible to be in Sanjiang next week, and then strongly promoted it, so it agreed to your request."

Qin Ge replied: "Thank you." ”

Turn off your computer and go to school.

Qin Ge has already thought about it, he wants to maintain the first place on the three lists before he puts it on the shelves, and he wants to leave a legend on the creation of the world website.

There was a physical education class in the afternoon, and Qin Ge felt as if he hadn't exercised for a while, and he had to exercise well.

Writing novels has to face the computer all day long, so you still have to exercise regularly, otherwise you will sit in front of the computer for a long time, your spine will not work, your waist will not work, and your eyes will not be good.

As a result, the physical education class was not completed, and it became a Chinese class.

The classroom was full of wailing, Xiong De ignored their complaints, walked to the lectern, looked at the students below, and said, "In the morning, there was a meeting within the school, mainly for the third grade of junior high school. ”

Xiong De's words attracted everyone's attention, and Qin Ge also held his face to look at it, he found that Xiong De's expression seemed to be something wrong, and he didn't seem to be very happy.

Xiong De continued: "After the decision of the school leaders, starting from today, the third and eighth classes of junior high school will be re-assigned. ”

Divide the class!

The whole class instantly came to the spirit, they didn't particularly understand, what class was it divided into? Why Divide Classes?

"Teacher Xiong, why are you classified?"

"That's right, Mr. Xiong, this is almost the middle school entrance examination, why do you still have to divide classes?"

The students were puzzled, not only the third class, but also the other classrooms, at this moment, the same as the third class, everyone did not understand, why should they be divided into classes?

These students, who have been in the same class since the first year of junior high school, are already very familiar with each other, and the sudden division of classes will definitely make them uncomfortable for a short time, and they will be very disappointed, and even affect the performance of the high school entrance examination.

All the students didn't understand why the school had to divide classes well, of course, Qin Ge knew.

Qin Ge knew too well, after he was reborn, he had been immersed in the joy of rebirth, and he didn't think too much about it, and only after this incident happened, he suddenly realized that some things would not disappear because of his rebirth.

Class, that's it.

The so-called class division is actually to divide the eight classes and more than 400 students in the entire third grade of junior high school according to those with good grades and those with bad grades.

Those with good grades are divided into four classes: 1, 3, 5, and 7, and those with poor grades are divided into 4 classes: 2, 4, 6, and 8.

Qin Ge in the previous life was finally assigned to Class 2.

At that time, Qin Ge was very reluctant to classify this kind of class, which was simply to label them as a good student or a bad student.

As a teacher, we should teach and educate people, instead of wearing colored glasses, weeding out students with poor grades and teaching only those with good grades. It was discrimination at all, but even though everyone knew it was discrimination, the final shift work continued.

Qin Ge secretly clenched his fists, in this life, because he had a mature soul and luck system, he could avoid being assigned to Class 2 this time. But Qin Ge couldn't be happy at all in his heart, it was fundamentally wrong for the school to do this, he had to stop it, he had to change it.

Xiong De raised his hand and pressed it, the classroom was quiet, and he slowly told everyone about the class assignment, which was no different from what Qin Ge remembered, and the class assignment began at this moment.

"I read the name, and after a while, I will go to class 2." Xiong De picked up a piece of paper from the table, and he looked at the name on it, but he couldn't read it out for a while.

Xiong De has been in No. 4 Middle School for twenty-three years and is one of the oldest teachers in No. 4 Middle School.

The No. 4 Middle School has never divided the so-called good and bad classes, and this time the class was proposed by Wang Jin, who built a school to implement the good and bad classes for the sake of the school's admission rate.

Xiong De is opposed, he believes that the school is a place to teach and educate people, not a place to compare, and should not be divided into good and bad classes for the sake of admission rate, which will undermine students' confidence and make them feel inferior to others.

But in the end, the school decided to implement it, and in the school's opinion, as long as it can improve the admission rate, it can do anything.

"Huh!" Xiong De suddenly sighed, he put down the paper with his name written on it, and looked up slowly in the classroom.

All the students, there was a hint of anger and anticipation in their eyes, angry at the school's approach, expecting the school to cancel the class placement.

Xiong De looked at the clean faces, the eyes full of expectation, he really couldn't pronounce the names on the list.

"Self-study." Xiong De grabbed the list, dropped the sentence, and turned to walk outside the classroom.

[I used to meet the class ...... in junior high school]