Sun Buwu and Li Mantun, of course, also have the task of taking errand students. They are all holding back their strength with each other, and the common object is Zhang Qiusheng. It was unanimously agreed that this kid could not be compared, at least not too much worse. Otherwise, that kid has to sè up, and he has to make people angry.

Interestingly, these people all have Shang Fu Treasures. Some are Shang Fang treasure sticks, some are Shang Fang treasure rulers, some are Shang Fang treasure knives, and one is Shang Fang treasure chains, and the most interesting is Li Mantun's Shang Fang cigarette bag pot.

Who doesn't want their children to be good? Accidentally, the child went the wrong way, and there were no tears when he cried. Although No. 21 Middle School is the worst school in the city, there are many cadres and children in it. The children of these cadres are not like the children of poor families, who simply do not study well and let them work after graduating from junior high school. Or let the children mix in society, which step is which step, parents are desperate for life, how can they have time to take care of their children.

Cadre families are different, even if the child only has the slightest hope of learning, even if it is mixed with a diploma. Looking at the children's miserable results, a good school will not be able to go, and even if someone is found to send the child to a good school, he will be dragged to death. Bad school is bad school, it's a bad school, it's better to mix up a diploma, and I'll talk about it later. The most unfortunate thing is to send him to the army after graduating from high school, and I don't believe that the army can't manage his wild horse-like temperament.

Twenty-one is rotten here, the child is in trouble outside, the parents help wipe the buttocks, the child is bullied, and the parents help find the account. Looking forward to the children learning well, family education is lawless and useless.

The object of Li Mantun's help is called Qin Chuan, his father is a president of the Municipal Intermediate Court, and his grandfather, who has passed away, was the secretary of the Municipal Legal Committee. Li Mantun and another girl, Zhang Qiusheng, also conducted a home visit, explained their intentions to the parent, and showed their grades from elementary school to junior high school to the parents to prove that they were qualified to help his child.

The president looked at Li Mantun's report card, and there was no score lower than 95 points in all his homework. I heard that Mr. Liang assigned him to help his children, and the gang was red one by one. No, it's two to one, and three people are red together. The president and his wife almost shed tears of emotion, and finally met a good teacher! I finally met a good classmate!

Many people do not find the reason for their failures, but do everything possible to find fault with others. The president and his wife just thought that their children were originally very good, but they didn't meet a good teacher and were taken bad by other classmates, so they got to where they are today. The president and his wife also heard that Liang Siqi is a doctor, an excellent class teacher in the province. I thought that the doctor's level was high, and the excellent class teacher was not called in vain.

The president seemed to see his son's hope and was very excited. In order to actively cooperate with the school's education, take out a cigarette pouch and pot from the room. The kind of cigarette pouch smoked by the old man in the north is about one foot five inches long, with a copper pot of about one and a half inches in front, a white marble cigarette pouch mouth in the back, and a bright and purple-red bamboo pipe in the middle. After other old cadres entered the city, they gradually became foreigners, but Qin Chuan's grandfather always maintained a peasant style until his death.

The president held the cigarette pouch and pot in both hands, and solemnly handed it to Li Mantun with tears in his eyes: "His grandfather didn't see his grandson study well, and he didn't close his eyes when he died." This is the cigarette pouch that his grandfather has used all his life, Xiao Li, you take it. In the future, if you hit him with this, it will be like his grandfather is beating. Li Mantun was strict and serious in front of the parents of his classmates, holding the cigarette bag and pot in both hands and said, "Uncle, don't worry, I will return it to you together with Qin Chuan's university admission letter in three years." These words made the president and his wife feel overjoyed. Unexpectedly, I came to No. 21 Middle School by mistake, and met the best teacher, the best class, and such good classmates. It seems that there is no need to worry about the future of his son, at least he doesn't have to worry about going to the police station to get his son from time to time.

After leaving Qin Chuan's house, Li Mantun reverted to his old ways, which was actually not much worse than Zhang Qiusheng's scourge. He looked around, wanting to find something to set up a horse like Zhang Qiusheng. Not far from the dormitory is the newly completed Intermediate Court Building, which is surrounded by dozens of steps in front of the building, which sets off the solemn and majestic building. On the side of the stairs is a stone lion, grinning majestic.

The three of them came to the stone lion, and Li Mantun secretly focused his internal force on the cigarette pouch pot. His true qi can't be released yet, and he can't do it if he wants to hit people at intervals, but he has more than enough to concentrate on weapons.

Li Mantun pointed to the stone lion and said, "This stone head is stronger than your flesh head, right?" After speaking, it seemed that he knocked the cigarette pouch pot on the stone lion's head with a cigarette pouch, only to hear a boom, and the stone lion's head was broken in half.

Li Mantun was a little dissatisfied, how could he break half of it? What would happen if Sun Buwu knocked? He is not compared with Zhang Qiusheng now, Zhang Qiusheng is definitely better than himself, and he is not bored if he compares. But you must not lose to Sun Buwu, this point must be insisted on, otherwise it is better to find a piece of tofu and die.

But it frightened the girl next to him and Qin Chuan. Especially Qin Chuan, of course, his head is not as strong as a stone, but now he is not thinking about his own head. This is the stone lion of the court, which has just been bought from the famous stone carving town in other provinces, and it has cost a lot of shipping alone. If it is discovered, it will be a great disaster.

Qin Chuan thought with tears in his eyes, what kind of class did I enter? The gods in the class are more and more evil than the other, but each one is better at learning than the other, and each one is better than the other. Looking at Li Mantun's casual appearance, Qin Chuan added two more sentences: one is more capable of causing trouble than the other, and the other is more fearless than the other. The highest state of life is probably like the great god of our class. In fact, it is a great scourge, but everyone says they are good. What are we comparing to them in the past? Not even pediatrics.

Qin Chuan made up his mind to follow the gods in the class. The first is to engage in study, which is a good cover. Aren't the scourges of the freshman class just that they have good academic performance, even if they do a lot of evil, everyone says they are good? In addition, I must learn martial arts, in addition to teaching me to learn, I am afraid that martial arts will also be taught, right?

Of course, martial arts are taught, not only martial arts but also basketball, long-distance running every morning, squatting piles every evening, and later sandbags. The gods do not guide the practice method and do not sparring, but only check from time to time. Said well, if you find that you are not qualified, there will be a penalty.

What kind of punishment will be there Cao Zhongmin and Qin Chuan don't know, because they are all working hard. If you can't study, you are afraid of hardship when you practice martial arts, and if you can't do martial arts, you can find a tree with a crooked neck and hang yourself, so as not to be ashamed of living in the world.

Principal Ji Changhai was sitting in the office at this time, and he already knew the movements of the first class of high school. The midterm exam is coming soon, and after the midterm exam, there will be a city-wide joint examination. This year, I bet on the first and third classes of high school, hoping to advance a few places in the joint entrance examination, which can be regarded as a turnaround.

The time is still too short, and the small turnover has to wait for the college entrance examination. There are so many key score lines in the third year of high school, and there is a zero breakthrough in the twenty-first middle school. No, I don't expect the key score line, as long as you can be admitted to college, even if it's just two or three, it's a zero breakthrough. The real turnaround is to pin hope on the first class of high school, and the first class of high school is good as a whole, and hope lies in them.

But the first class of high school came to this time, which was beyond Ji Changhai's expectations. What exactly does the first class of high school mean, don't they know that the midterm exam is coming soon? And the final exam, that is, the city-wide joint examination? You don't know that the only task of students is to study, so why are you in such a hurry to earn money at such a young age? If you do a good job in your studies and be admitted to a prestigious university, you will have the opportunity to make a lot of money in the future. Students don't know these truths, and Liang Siqi doesn't know either?

Thinking of this, Ji Changhai couldn't sit still. He was going to ask Liang Siqi what she meant. Immediately, Ji Changhai thought of a question and slowly sat down again. I personally said at the meeting that the first year of high school and the first class of high school will be handed over to Liang Siqi, and whatever she wants, the school will never interfere.

Liang Siqi has not made any mistakes so far, and the discipline and academic performance of the two classes are obviously better than those of other classes. And although Liang Siqi has not been in No. 21 Middle School for a long time, the school leaders and teachers can see that her teaching methods and teaching style are different. Relaxed, casual, and lightweighted, the two classes she led became the pearl of the twenty-one. No one can deny this.

There is no reason to question Liang Siqi in person, this question is difficult for Ji Changhai. The head of a school has a way to deal with a teacher. He called the dean of academic affairs and asked the dean of academic affairs to ask Liang Siqi.

Dean of Academic Affairs and Class Teacher of the First and Second Classes of Senior High School. Ji Changhai felt that it was not enough to bet on Bao only in the first class of high school, and other classes should also follow. Wouldn't it be great if other classes could produce one, two, or three books or something? Monks don't love money, the more the better, and the students who can be admitted to the university are the wealth of the 21st Middle School. Therefore, Ji Changhai sent his henchmen to the next class of Gao Yiyi, and asked him to keep an eye on Gao Yiyi, and they could do whatever they did in the first class of high school, without reporting to him.

However, nearly half of the students in the first class of high school are special talents, and other classes cannot be replicated at all. The director of academic affairs is tired and tired, and his heart is haggard and he can't learn a little bit of high school.

When the dean of academic affairs heard that the principal sent him to talk to Liang Siqi, his head shook like a rattle, and he didn't even need to talk about it. Although the first class of high school had a good time, it did not delay learning at all. The students who play outside are all students with good grades, and those who study poorly are quietly working hard in the classroom.

Ji Changhai asked like a Peking Opera confession: "Is this true?" ”

The director couldn't help but learn: "Seriously! ”

"True?"

"It's true!"

Ji Changhai grabbed his coat and put it on, and said to the director, "Let's go, go and have a look." ”

There are indeed many students in the classroom of the first class of high school who are studying seriously, not only the students in this class, but also many good students in other classes who come to ask Zhang Qiusheng questions. Good students are available everywhere, even in bad schools. It's like bad students can be everywhere, even in key schools.