Chapter 76: I'm Still Me (part 1/5)

Anliu Middle School, Teaching Building, Office on the second floor. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The class teachers of the three classes in the first level of the junior high school all gathered together to exchange work experiences.

Class 1 class teacher Niu Guiliang, teaching English, in his thirties, burly, bearded, scum-like, looks like Zhou Shuren, often wears a pair of black scalp shoes that have not changed for thousands of years, his surname is Niu Guiliang, in this Anliu Middle School where all teachers have nicknames, he also quickly got a new nickname - Bull Demon King.

Niu Guiliang is the second batch of teachers from Hunan to Zhushi Village, he is divorced, has a son studying in Zhushi Primary School, Niu Guiliang is extremely withdrawn, unless working hours, otherwise in general, he is not willing to take the initiative to communicate with others, if you want to meet him during the holidays, it is probably time for him to go out and take out the garbage.

But such a quirky and unkempt middle school teacher, but with the elite face of a university professor, the temperament is extraordinary, this is not counting, what is puzzling is that there is often a young and beautiful woman, every one or two months will appear in his house to wash and cook for him, stay for ten days and half a month before leaving, the locals call this woman "little three" behind their backs, what is the truth, except for himself, no one knows at all, because he never says or explains, Naturally, no one will know.

Lin Yang only knew that she came from afar.

Xiao San is not only young and beautiful, but also tall, outstanding temperament, and has the potential to be a model, why she is willing to come to Zhushi Village, Anliu Town to serve Niu Guiliang, has always been a puzzle that many people can't guess.

To this day, Lin Yang didn't understand.

Because Niu Guiliang is an ordinary township middle school teacher, in 2000, the salary of rural teachers was generally low, he had no money, and he passed the age of little fresh meat, and there was a son with an oil bottle at home, what is this little three? Who knows?

The last time Lin Yang saw Xiao San in the village, it was probably around 2015, more than ten years have passed, Lin Yang has begun to get old, but her appearance has not changed much, it really feels incredible.

As for Class 2, everyone knows that the head teacher of Class 2 is Luo Haifeng, Bishop English, and she is Lin Yang's head teacher.

It is said that he did not graduate from junior high school, so he went to the village to make money by burning kilns, and later became a formal middle school political teacher.

Heroes don't ask where they come from, Lin Yang thinks that Zhang Jinlai is still doing well in political class.

Between words.

Luo Haifeng suddenly said arrogantly: "Teacher Guiliang, in this midterm exam, how many students in your class 1 can enter the top 20?"

"Three...... to five. Niu Guiliang whispered, Si Swenwen, looking unconfident.

After all, junior high school students are minors, both physiology and psychology are not yet fully mature, class 1 students want to make results, the most critical point is whether the head teacher Niu Guiliang is responsible, if Niu Guiliang has the heart to manage this class, the academic performance of class 1 will definitely be much better than in reality, but unfortunately Niu Guiliang is not teaching and educating people at all, therefore, three students in class 1 can enter the top 20 in age, which is already good.

Zhang Jinlai took a sip of water to moisten his throat, he put down the water cup in his hand, and said confidently: "Teacher Luo, we have 3 classes, and at least 7 students can enter the top 20!"

"Okay, Mr. Zhang, so sure! Which students in your class do you like? Let's talk about it......" Luo Haifeng said a little unconvinced.

Students like to compare their grades with their classmates, and the class teacher likes to compare their grades with their colleagues, and the teacher's performance naturally refers to the students' grades.

Teachers are willing to compare students' grades with each other, which is actually a good thing for students, if teachers don't pay attention to students' grades, then the atmosphere of the class will definitely not be much better.

"Yuan Chunlin, Ouyang Xinfeng, Chen Jianing, Xie Guang, Li Junan, Luo Wen...... Chen Jianing...... Xie Guang......"

It's okay not to count, this Jin Lai really has to count carefully, but he can only count the names of 6 students, the name of the 7th student, he almost scratched his scalp, he couldn't say it, he could only pick up the water cup and drink some water at the right time, so as to alleviate the embarrassing scene...... From this, it can be seen that bragging. Before you force it, you have to make a draft.

Luo Haifeng said disdainfully: "Chen Jianing's English score is not good enough, and there are some signs of bias."

Zhang Jinlai nodded, and said with emotion: "Jia Ning is a good seedling, it's a pity that she is biased, but as a girl, she can learn mathematics so well, which is very surprising, and I also ask Teacher Luo to urge her more in the future and let her improve her English scores."

Class 1 English is taught by Niu Guiliang. The English of classes 2 and 3 is taken care of by Luo Haifeng.

Don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha.

How could Luo Haifeng toast and not eat and drink, she still gave face to Zhang Jinlai's small request.

"No problem, since Teacher Jin Lai has spoken, I will pay more attention to her in the future, in other words, this Chen Jianing was born beautifully, and in the future, even if she doesn't study, she can find a good job and marry a good mother-in-law......"

"Haha, Mr. Luo likes to judge people by their appearance."

Luo Haifeng disagreed, and said with a smile: "Hehe...... Whether you admit it or not, it is also an advantage for girls to be good-looking and find a job in society. ”

Zhang Jinlai nodded in agreement: "This is true, by the way, Teacher Luo, what are the good seedlings in your class?"

Luo Haifeng opened the conversation box and said: "The favorite classmates in our class are quite good, the grades in each subject are very balanced, Lin Yang and Li Shuoxi are a little worse, these two people are smart, but their minds are not fully devoted to learning, and the class leader Deng Zhenwei is a potential stock......

In the teacher's office, the most talked about is nothing more than students, which can be regarded as a common topic among teachers.

under the light.

Lin Yang's heart was surging, he originally thought that he had gone through so many people's warmth and coldness, and he had already stopped his heart, and he didn't care about tomorrow's inconsequential mid-section exam, but he still thought wrong, in fact, he hadn't changed, he still wanted to prove himself, he was still the one in his bones, he wanted to overcome the wind and clouds, and change his life against the sky to be the protagonist of life.

In the middle stage of the junior high school examination, only four subjects are required, namely Chinese, English, Mathematics and Politics.

In terms of language, Lin Yang has always been good, and he often gets high scores if he writes well, and he puts his review time into the review of ancient poems and classical Chinese, and the effect is naturally twice the result with half the effort.

In English, Lin Yang has sufficient vocabulary and grammar knowledge, and listening is one of his few weaknesses.

As for the key difficulties of mathematics in the first year of junior high school, he has long been out of his mind, as long as there are no accidents, he can get as many points as he wants in the subject of mathematics.

Ideology and politics, for Lin Yang, is not very difficult, he usually pays attention to current affairs topics, and has strong analytical and comprehension skills, the key is the summary of the simple questions in the back, he is familiar with it.

In this mid-stage exam, Lin Yang suddenly decided not to hide his true strength anymore, even if he couldn't exert his ten-success ability, it was at least ninety percent or more.

"I'm not Zhongyi, I'm not Ouyang Xinfeng, I'm me, I'm Lin Yang! I'm going to beat them all! ”

Thinking of this, Lin Yang's eyes gradually brightened, and he felt his blood boiling.

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