"Xiaoxue, what's wrong with you?" Liu Ziguang asked with concern.

"Oh, nothing, I think about Dad, what if I'm admitted to a university in another place and my dad has no one to take care of." Xiaoxue whispered.

There was silence for a while, and Liu Ziguang didn't know how to comfort this kind and filial girl, so he could only say: "There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and there will definitely be a way." ”

After a period of sunny, the sky began to rain again, and the light rain was dripping, which seemed to represent the girl's mood at the moment, this girl with a weak appearance has borne the hardships that her peers could not bear since she was a child, taking care of the sick **, holding housework, and insisting on studying, and ordinary people have long been unable to hold on.

At this moment, Liu Ziguang suddenly understood why Xiaoxue loved to cry so much, and only tears could vent her pressure and depression.

"Ring, bell, bell", the class bell rang, and the parents of the students gathered at the door of the lecture hall began to go in66 and continued to enter, Xiaoxue stretched out her umbrella and said, "Uncle, let's go in." Liu Ziguang nodded, the two walked side by side under the umbrella towards the classroom, Xiaoxue deliberately leaned the umbrella to Uncle Liu's side a little more, and when she walked to the door of the ladder classroom, half of the girl's clothes were **.

There is a sign-in book at the entrance of the lecture hall, and each parent must sign his or her child's name in front of it.

Liu Ziguang vaguely remembers that when he was in the high school entrance examination, there were only six classes per year in the first middle and high school, this is because the admission line of the first middle school is particularly high, and there are so many people who can meet the standards, but now it is completely different, for the sake of economic benefits, the large-scale expansion of the first middle school is only in the third year of high school, there are 20 classes in each class, and each class has 60 students.

When Liu Ziguang signed his name behind Wen Xue's name in the first class of high school, the little teacher in charge of the sign-in book looked at him in surprise and asked, "Who are you a student?" ”

Liu Ziguang said: "I am Xiaoxue's uncle. ”

"Uncle? Then you ......" The little teacher looked at Long Feifengwu's signature again, no matter how you look at it, it looks like Liu instead of Wen.

"This parent-teacher conference is very important, and not just anyone can represent parents." The little teacher finally determined that this young man was definitely not Wen Xue's immediate family, and said sternly.

"Xiaoxue's family is special, and I think I can represent his father." Liu Ziguang's face was serious, the little teacher was obviously a college student who had just been assigned, and he stopped him one by one and said: "No, it's not that parents can't enter Wenxue, where is Wenxue?" ”

Xiaoxue stood up and said timidly, "I'm here." ”

"Wen Xue**, why don't your parents come to the meeting, this is a parent-teacher meeting that will decide the future of your graduates, do you know?" The little teacher reprimanded vividly, and the surrounding classmates all looked at Xiaoxue, and a few kind female students helped and said: "Teacher Xiaoxue, she doesn't have a mother, and her father can't come after being hospitalized for a long time." ”

"What's going on?" A teacher with gray temples walked over and asked.

"Teacher Chen is like this, Wen Xue's parents didn't come to find someone to replace them."

Teacher Chen looked at Liu Ziguang and nodded, "I know, classmate Wen Xue's family situation is quite special, and there are exceptions. After saying that, he walked away with his hands behind his back.

The little teacher waved his hand helplessly, signaling that Liu Ziguang could go in, and Liu Ziguang asked as he walked: "Xiaoxue, who is that Teacher Chen?" ”

"It's my homeroom teacher and the head of the third year of high school."

Liu Ziguang nodded, presumably it was this Teacher Chen who took care of Xiaoxue and didn't let her buy that kind of expensive school uniform, it seems that there are people who don't smell of copper under the tide of market economy.

When I entered the big classroom, the four seats were already full, and the old campus was limited in area, and there were only six classes in the third grade of high school, so I could barely sit down, and a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears stood on the rostrum, knocked on the microphone, and said: "Everyone is almost there, and now the parent-teacher meeting has begun." ”

After a burst of applause, the meeting began to be a lengthy opening sentence like other national units, and Xiao Xue introduced in a low voice: "This is from Director Zhu's Academic Affairs Office." ”

Director Zhu is eloquent, said a lot of clichés, and then entered the substance, the third grade leader of the senior high school Mr. Chen spoke, he turned on the projector and showed the parents the results of the mid-term exam, the detailed list of the scores of each class is here, and the parents can see it at a glance. Some of the failing scores are marked in red, which is particularly glaring.

Wen Xue's name is at the top, almost all of them are close to full scores, and the second place is far from her, Liu Ziguang couldn't help but be a little speechless, turned his head and glanced at Xiaoxue, this girl is amazing!

Xiaoxue smiled shyly, this is the first time Liu Ziguang has seen Xiaoxue smile so sweetly and confidently, yes, although I don't have a mother, although I don't have beautiful clothes and fashionable shoes, but I study well, even if the school deteriorates, it is also academically important, this kind of proud results are enough to be proud of all the classmates who look down on me.

When the parents saw their children's report cards, they were in chaos, and they were talking about everything, and Teacher Chen stretched out his hand and pressed it around, saying: "Everyone has seen the results, the gap between the students is relatively large, and some students even fail a few courses, of course, this is also a matter of no way, universities and high schools have expanded their enrollment, and the source of enrollment is uneven......"

Hearing this, some parents stood up on the spot and shouted: "It is your teacher's responsibility that the student does not do well in the exam, how can you blame the child, my son is so smart, how can he get into the first middle school and be poor?" I'm going to ask your headmaster for an explanation. ”

Many parents have responded to blame the teachers for their dereliction of duty, and some young teachers here couldn't sit still and wanted to stand up to refute it, but they were stopped by Teacher Chen with his eyes, this kind of thing is well known to everyone, today's No. 1 Middle School is no longer the No. 1 Middle School of the past, and the source of excellent students can be seriously diluted by spending money, and now it is even worse, and the backward students have affected the grades of outstanding students, and the overall decline in the scores of the third grade of high school has caused serious concern to the school party committee.

"This parent said very well, your son is indeed very good, but the atmosphere of our school is not suitable for him, so our school has prepared a plan, the twenty classes are chaotic, the new group of classes 1 to 14 is transferred to the new campus, closed learning, leaving only six classes in the old campus."

As soon as this statement came out, the following was even more uproar, parents are old fritters, of course they understand the meaning of the school's move, it is nothing more than to isolate good students from bad students, everyone has nothing to do with each other, you have rich and powerful people to play, you can go to a second-rate university (text version) anyway, when the time comes, you can spend money to go to a second-rate university (text version), but don't bring outstanding students badly, you must know that it is easy to learn badly, it is difficult to learn well, and the third year of high school is seventeen or eighteen years old, and it is easy to go astray.

This is a way to no way, as a teacher, I don't want to divide students into three, six, nine, etc., but now the situation of the first middle school has reached a critical moment, a large number of rich children enter the school, do not study hard, compare family conditions, fight each other, and get rich, as soon as they arrive at the door of school, they are full of luxury cars, this kind of atmosphere spreads in the school, sooner or later, the reputation of the first middle school will be smashed, and when the time comes, there will be no golden signboard of the key high school, how to make money.

So even the principal, who regards money as his life and economic benefits, agreed to this suggestion.

It is difficult to change the resolution made by the school party committee, but parents have their own methods, and parents of good students naturally do not need to worry about those parents who spend money to send their children in, let alone worry about it.

Even if the money is not good, it still matters, ask the leader of the Education Bureau to write a note, and the principal dares not to do it? I didn't dare to borrow eight of his guts.

So the parents made a fuss for a while and their mood stabilized.

Teacher Chen also talked about some things to urge their children to review their homework and things to pay attention to when choosing a college, which are all clichés, and parents have begun to buzz to talk to themselves, hand each other business cards, and contact the network.

"Director Wang, your son is also in No. 1 Middle School."

"Yes, Director Li is so coincidental, have you been busy there lately?"

"Mr. Qian, hello, hello, this is Ling Yan, it's so beautiful, it's really with Sister Wu, oh, it's not Sister Wu's child, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"President Ma is also here for a parent-teacher meeting, how much more do you have to worry about that money, and get together at night?"

There was chaos in the audience, and the parent-teacher meeting turned into a social party, and Teacher Chen was still talking to himself, and Liu Ziguang noticed that there was a hint of sadness in the eyes of the old teacher.

At 6:40, the parent-teacher meeting ended, and many parents went directly to the principal and director to contact the class, and there was a crowd of people everywhere, and there was a mess, Liu Ziguang was about to go out with Xiaoxue, when suddenly two female classmates ran panting and whispered: "Wen Xue is not good, Yan Dong has found a lot of people to block you at the school gate, you should report to the teacher quickly." ”

Wen Xue was startled, and subconsciously grabbed the hem of Liu Ziguang's coat, her snow-white little hands were extremely white, trembling slightly, Liu Ziguang patted her shoulder and said, "Xiaoxue, I'm not afraid of my uncle's presence." ”

"Hmm" Xiaoxue looked up at Uncle Liu, her eyes slowly firmed, yes, what is there to be afraid of with Uncle Liu here.

Liu Ziguang did not go to the school leaders, nor did he rush out of the school, but made a call: "Xiaobei, where are you?" ”

"Brother, I'm in Huaqingchi, second brother Xuanzi, Brother Jianguo, and Brother Scar, they are all discussing the matter of the bar's shareholding."

"Don't have a meeting, something happened to me here, a miscellaneous mess found some little ruffians to block my niece at the door of No. 1 Middle School, yes, it's Xiaoxue in our yard, I don't care what method you use, anyway, I can't lose face today."

The phone suddenly became lively, except for Brother Jianguo, all of them were characters who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, Scar grabbed the phone and said, "Brother Liu, you say, how big do you want to be done?" ”

Liu Ziguang said: "I don't care how old I am, anyway, I want my niece to feel like a princess." ”