Chapter 382: I can't tolerate going up and beating people
Qin Zhenhua immediately felt heavy, he looked at this slogan, and had an urge to go up and splash paint.
If a person's learning is not measured by scores, then what should be measured? Comprehensive ability? Hehehe, this thing, how to measure? If you don't take exams, will you still be sent to college like before?
In previous years, who went to college? Can they become the talents that the country needs? A few months ago, when I was working in the Capital Institute of Technology, I could also get this conclusion in the exchange with a famous professor, and the batch of students recruited after the college entrance examination can be regarded as students with real university quality.
In the past few years, under the promotion of Qin Zhenhua, even if it is a machine factory, they have begun to pay attention to the exam, and with this crisis, Qin Zhenhua plans to fix the exam, and even eliminate a group of people, so that everyone can pay attention to the importance of learning.
And in the school affiliated to a machine factory, such an argument is still popular, and in the past few years, it seems that no one cares about them!
If there is only such a slogan, then forget it, after all, the slogan is just a slogan, and many times, the slogan is taken out and shouted, and it may not be implemented.
If it's just a nostalgic repainting of the slogan, forget it, but now, it's not just an example of the slogan.
"Students, the great *** taught us." The next content has nothing to do with the teaching content, Qin Zhenhua can only shake his head when he listens to these contents, how much useful knowledge can students learn in this way?
However, this is still good, Qin Zhenhua walked forward along the classroom, and found that the existing classroom was chaotic, all the students were playing, there was no teacher present at all, in some classrooms, the teacher in front was talking, and the students in the back were playing, in this case, where can there be a good teaching effect? It's just messing around!
Moreover, looking at the classrooms one by one, the content of the lectures is also varied, in the music class, the students are being asked to compose their own tunes, and in the art class, the teaching of ink painting is being carried out, which makes Qin Zhenhua think that he has come to a special art school, such a class, but the students listen to it most carefully.
That's right, this kind of classroom is entertainment-oriented, if it is a few decades later, you should know that it is very in line with what is called the ideal quality education, the cultivation is all-round development, music, art, and must occupy the same time as the main subject.
If this level can be achieved, it is estimated that these courses will be held every day, or even every other day, and in such a situation, how much time will students have to learn cultural knowledge?
Qin Zhenhua's brows became tighter and tighter.
In the past few years, a machine factory has been constantly changing, following the pace of the times, and the affiliated school of a machine factory, it seems, there is no change at all!
Let the students study here, well, if they go to the factory after graduation, and the factory will accept students from affiliated schools without restrictions, then it doesn't matter, no matter how good or bad the teaching is, they will eventually have a job, and they won't have any pressure.
However, even if the factory can continue to recruit the children of workers, at this level, recruiting them and cultivating them again is also making trouble for the factory, and if they are given an exam, they are not allowed to scold? Don't you still shout the score line, the score line, is the blockade line for them?
Thinking of this scene made Qin Zhenhua have a headache.
Wait a minute! This is also an opportunity, if you want them to really pay attention to it, it is actually very simple, the factory will recruit new workers in the future, then start with the entrance exam!
Look how lazy you are!
The same is true for later generations, shouting the slogan of quality education, not allowing it to be talked about in advance, not allowing the tactics of the sea of questions, well, how can it be stopped? Okay, I don't organize exams, exams, in order to take care of students' self-esteem, and I don't let you publish your results, so it looks equal.
But what about the results?
Teachers don't teach the same, teaching results are a mess, and then, parents are in a hurry, they have to apply for tutoring classes, and a new cycle begins.
Now, in fact, it is the reverse process of this cycle.
If you want to grasp the quality of teaching, you have to take the exam, and you can't let them mess around!
Finally, when he walked to the classroom of Class 2 of the second year of junior high school, Qin Zhenhua looked inside through the glass and saw his sister Qin Baozhen sitting in the front row, listening carefully to the teacher's lecture.
This is a math class, on the podium, the gray-haired old teacher, is drawing a geometric figure, she is very serious, compared to the triangular ruler made of plywood, her hands, body, full of chalk ash, her face, is already full of wrinkles.
Teacher Wang Ruping! This is Qin Zhenhua's most beloved teacher, when he used to study by himself, he had questions, and he often came to ask for advice, this teacher is very knowledgeable, and he can answer any question in simple terms, so that he suddenly realized, and now, her explanation seems to be incompatible with the whole school.
In the front row, including his sister, there are four or five students listening carefully, as for the back, they are still doing their own thing, or light, and in the last row, there is also a male student, sitting on the table, laughing!
He clapped his legs and laughed happily, as if he had just said something a joke, and on the side, two or three students were also there to laugh together, and the classroom was instantly chaotic.
This laughter overshadowed Teacher Wang Ruping's lecture, and she had to stop and look behind with a stern gaze.
"Liu Lijun, please be quiet!"
"Teacher Wang, you continue to talk about yours, let's not interfere with each other." Liu Lijun was behind, unmoved, for him, this was just a trivial matter.
"Boom!" Just then, the back door of the classroom was kicked open!
A figure suddenly appeared from behind, picked up a broom placed at the back of the classroom, came backhanded, and greeted Liu Lijun's head fiercely.
"Smack, smack, smack!" Three times in a row, the blow was merciless, and suddenly, Liu Lijun's head was broken, blood flowed down from his head, he raised his hand and blocked the broom with two arms, while shouting loudly: "Who are you, who are you?" Why are you hitting me? Hey, Big Bear, Lao Kang, on, him! ”
Called Da Xiong and Lao Kang, they are two students who have just laughed on the side, and they reacted at this time, and they were beaten for a while, and now they react, and the one who came in was slightly bigger than them, so what are you afraid of? There are a lot of people, him together, lose face, how can you mix in the school in the future?