Section 6: Problems in Going on to Higher Education

"Fly." Feng Chaochen put down his schoolbag, saw a bunch of model toys on the coffee table that he made when he was a child, maybe it was influenced by the teenager's own thinking, and felt a burst of satisfaction for no reason, and seemed to really return to the state of mind of the twelve-year-old in a trance, reached out and picked up one of the small airplane models, put it in the palm of his hand and gently checked it, making a very childish action, and he couldn't help laughing after being shocked.

I can't help but recall that when I was a child, I endured the cold and heat of the weather and the accidental injury of the carving knife, in the yard, the moment of carving and assembling with a knife, and sighed in my heart, this kind of happiness that is simple and not mixed with any impurities, how many years have I not felt it again, five years? Decade? Or is it longer?

"Oh, that's right." Just when Feng Chaochen was recalling and sighing, Zhang Xia suddenly thought of something, returned to the living room, and asked Feng Chaochen: "When you went to get your graduation certificate today, did Teacher Zeng tell you about the division of junior high schools?" ”

Feng Linjun and Zhang Hui, who came to the living room after him, were stunned when they heard this, they were so happy that they almost forgot the most important thing, and the three of them all stared at Feng Chaochen like torches. Only Yao Yao, who didn't know anything about this matter and didn't care about it, was still playing by herself, and was not disturbed by the atmosphere that instantly became serious.

This is the nine-year compulsory education system in the small town just after the implementation of the era, Yancheng primary school to junior high school to adopt the policy of nearby enrollment, graduates with their parents' household registration and real estate certificate dual location to determine the area, assigned to the area of the nearest junior high school. This approach will inevitably make migrant workers with children and the homeless feel unfair, because under the distribution of policies, their children can only study in the eighth middle school, which is the most remote in the city and has the lowest teaching quality. The No. 6 Middle School, which was spun off from the No. 1 High School and reorganized not long after the reorganization of the city, has become the only first choice in the minds of all the parents of graduates because it has the best middle school environment, the best teachers, and the best teaching facilities in the city.

Feng Chaochen put down the model airplane in his hand, searched it in his memory, and nodded: "Yes, Mr. Zeng said that someone from the Education Bureau will come to verify the address in about a week, but I didn't say exactly when I came over, but I will call to notify me when I come." ”

"That's it......" Zhang Xia couldn't laugh anymore and frowned.

Feng Linjun was also a little worried, and guessed: "Don't say the specific time, maybe I'm afraid that some parents will make trouble, after all, it's a matter of children's education, and it's very important." ”

Seeing that her sister and brother-in-law immediately became sad, Zhang Hui also sighed secretly in her heart, she actually didn't have any foundation, but Zhang Hui knew that if she also showed a worried look, Zhang Xia was afraid that she would be even more worried, so she had to comfort again and again: "It's okay, you think Xiaochen did so well in the exam this time, there should be no problem in going to the sixth middle school." ”

"Hey......" Zhang Xia sighed: "I hope so, I hope so." ”

Seeing that everyone is worried about their middle school affairs, if it is really the twelve-year-old Feng Chaochen, it may not be much touched, but for Feng Chaochen, who has been reborn, it is a bit of a wretch, looking at the sad faces of his parents, he always feels very uncomfortable, quite angry, and can't help but interject: "Mom, it's okay, whether it's sixth middle school or eighth middle school, as long as I study hard, I will be able to get into the first middle school at that time." ”

"Alas......" Although Feng Chaochen's words did not have any substantive significance, Feng Linjun still felt a sense of relief, feeling that his son had finally grown up, touched his head, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If you want to be really so well-behaved, your mother and I don't have to worry about it like now." ”

Feng Chaochen's words made Zhang Xia think of something, with a look of disgust and disgust, she said very unhappily: "Eighth middle school? What is the eighth middle school like, didn't our whole family go to see it last time, there are a lot of little hooligans who are not good at studying, and the teaching environment and quality of the school are also very poor, what if you go to the eighth middle school, what can you do, just your little restraint ability, you can go out for a long time after school before coming back, I don't worry about you. ”

Feng Chaochen said that he was willing to go to No. 8 Middle School, but he didn't come from the heart, the reason why he said that it didn't matter which school it was, was just comforting his parents. Feng Chaochen knew very well that his parents, who loved him deeply, would never let him just succumb to the eighth middle school to study.

It's just that Zhang Xia said that there are many gangsters in the eighth middle school and good remarks in the sixth middle school, Feng Chaochen really doesn't dare to agree. It's true that the eighth middle school is already notorious, but the sixth middle school? Others don't know what the sixth middle school looks like, but everyone thinks that the students inside are all good children who love to learn, and everyone is a good student, but Feng Chaochen, who has graduated from the sixth middle school, still doesn't know what kind of bird it looks like?

In my memory, the sixth middle school at this time is the so-called first middle school in the city, TOP1! It has the name of a provincial key school. Of course, the teachers and teaching equipment of No. 6 Middle School are indeed the best and most advanced among the middle schools in the city, and many newly deployed teachers will not even use the multimedia classrooms of No. 6 Middle School if they have not been trained. But the learning environment of the sixth middle school is not much better than that of the eighth middle school, the reason is very simple, no matter how strong the teachers are, how advanced the teaching equipment is, it is impossible to stop the wild hearts of the gangsters.

As the saying goes, a good student is not necessarily civilized, and Sven people may not be ruthless.

This is the summary experience of Feng Chaochen's three-year study career in sixth middle school, but in the middle school days that have passed in that memory, Feng Chaochen has not been ruthless at all, but is often bullied by his classmates, and he has missed a lot in cringe, and at the same time has suffered a lot of losses. The reason for this is that in addition to the rebellious age of adolescence, it is somewhat because the students at that time did not have anything to play, Internet cafes are just emerging, arcade game halls are still the mainstream, small rooms, limited machines, uncirculated dirty air full of smoke smell, coupled with the frustration after losing and the rapid loss of RMB in the pocket, it is easy to provoke people's anger. Coupled with the hot and exciting game percussion music, it can be said that you can see things that can be seen everywhere when your mind is hot.

Of course, these are just digressions, in general, the sixth middle school is indeed much better than the eighth middle school, but if you really want to compare the word quality, it is all a piece of shit, between each other, no one can say anyone, and no one is qualified to laugh at anyone.