Narrator: Gozaizhou

In order to do a good job in academic performance and improve enrollment efficiency, the school held a meeting of all teachers at the third level of senior high school in three or two days, constantly exerted pressure on teachers, and stipulated the enrollment rate of each class in the college entrance examination.

The vice-principal was talking about it endlessly, and some new ideas and information exploded in my brain like an atomic bomb.

The spittle he said was flying wildly: "As a core part of China's spiritual civilization building, education's impact on our country is immeasurable. While China's growing material civilization has launched an impact on the traditional education model, it has spurred traditional education to embark on the track of comprehensive reform.

Therefore, in order to improve the quality of education and teaching, our school must carry out a comprehensive reform.

Since the establishment of the school, our school has always adhered to the socialist direction of running a school, with the school motto of 'full and rigorous' to strictly require every teacher and student, to 'seek truth and pragmatism, pioneering and innovative' as the school spirit, to 'rigorous and erudite, good at teaching the group' as the school outline, and to 'honest and hard-working, respect teachers and discipline' as the style of study.

The school leaders are bold and innovative and ......keep pace with the times in line with the school-running philosophy of 'education is people-oriented, education is moral-oriented, teachers are honest-oriented, principals are love-oriented, management is good-oriented, and environment is pro-oriented'.

I listened, and my thoughts ran to the guys.

It's been a long time since I've been in this class, but I'm still ostracized.

They and I are like magnets at the same pole, and we can't attract a piece at all.

I'm also trying to flip to the other pole of them, but it's hard.

Even though I had just graduated from college, I wasn't much different in age from them.

But people say that the three-year-old generation is a ditch. We're all about two generations apart, this communication ...... Alas, why do they always have to be excluded from the door of their hearts?

This class of ninety-nine people is a mixed place of dragons and snakes.

They may have everything in the near future, but now they only have one and only one identity--- student, my student!

So, whatever they do in the future, now I have to be accountable to them, and I have to give them all my heart.

I also hope that they will be wholeheartedly devoted to me.

"Teacher Ge, Teacher Ge ......" Teacher Wang, the head teacher of the second class of the third year of high school, pushed me.

When I came back to my senses, I realized that the two dozen or so senior high school teachers present were all watching me.

Me: "???? ”

The grade director coughed twice: "Teacher Ge, the principal asked you how your classmates have behaved in the past two weeks?" ”

Then I realized that the headmaster's face was not good, and he was full of anger at me, but he was trying to restrain himself.

I replied seriously: "Okay!" ”

"Okay?" The director was obviously not satisfied with my meeting, and the headmaster frowned.

Director: "How is it okay?" Let's be specific! ”

I focused on what I had seen, heard, and thought during this time...... A detailed report was made.

"Tell me about it...... What's going on with the firecrackers coming from your class? "The headmaster's face was gloomy, and it gave me a very depressed feeling.

The sound of firecrackers?

This is true. However, I have to think of a good rhetoric so that the headmaster will not be hurt by his popularity...... It is not impossible to expel one or two students with anger.

"I'll investigate this matter!" I'm sincere.

"Still want to investigate?" The principal was obviously not satisfied with my statement, "Isn't it just those students who don't always put themselves on their own...... Don't they know it's a classroom? ”

Crackling, the principal in front of all the third-grade teachers, criticized me, and the nineteenth class.

I just want to shout "wronged". I'm more wronged than Dou E!

At the beginning, who asked me to take over the nineteenth class. He also told me in a profound way: "I know that it is difficult for those students to control it. However, young people, there will always be a way...... Also, behind you is the school, and I will support your ......"

What now? Can you save me some face. Look, all the whispers, as if it's my fault!

The grade director probably couldn't see my grievances, and spoke up: "Class 19 is originally quite special, and you can't blame Teacher Xiaoge......"

The headmaster snorted coldly, but his face was much better.

At the end of the meeting, everyone was out of the room, and I was still sitting thinking about how to manage the class.

"Xiao Ge?" The director came over and comforted me, "Don't be discouraged, it'll always be fine!" ”

"Teacher!" I felt aggrieved in my heart, and changed my name to "teacher", which was much kinder than calling "grade director", "I will do my best!" ”

"Good. Don't blame the principal, his biggest headache is the nineteenth class......"

How could I not know!

Here's what happened about the sound of firecrackers in the classroom.

At that time, the third class in the morning, my English class.

I was devoting myself to the lecture, and the students were very serious, at least much more serious than the previous two days, some took notes, some looked at the blackboard, and some opened their textbooks......

Maybe I smelled the scorching smell of the college entrance examination, or maybe I talked to them individually in the past two weeks, gave encouragement, and it worked. Anyway, in my case they are slowly transforming.

I was praising them in my heart when I suddenly heard a series of "crackling" firecrackers, followed by a scream.

In an instant, the entire classroom was filled with smoke and a smell of gunpowder.

I was so frightened by the sudden sound of firecrackers that I dropped my chalk and broke out in a cold sweat.

There was chaos in the classroom.

Qin Hua and Liu Zixiong had the loudest voices.

Actually...... Someone actually set off firecrackers in the classroom.

Damn, am I a dead man?

At the time, I was really angry, angry.

"Qin Hua, Liu Zixiong!" I was so angry that I screamed. What do you think of me, huh? When what? I yelled at them, "Who made you look like this in the classroom!" ”

"Teacher......" they protested, and they protested with a smile, "why do you keep targeting the two of us, and we didn't do it, maybe it's just those ......"

"Who else would have done it if you hadn't done it, obviously the voice is on your side......" I said a little unreasonably, interrupting them, trying to give them a few slaps in the face.

"Teacher, you have wronged people, maybe it is Wang Yang...... Cui Yimin, they ...... Don't think that good students don't do bad things, bad students do all bad things! Qin Hua was not ashamed there.

It's still right.

Why do others grow and progress after this period of time, and why do you still not seek progress and act in a mess as before, don't you reflect?

"Teacher, you can't be partial, they are your disciples, and we are also your disciples......" Qin Hua actually made a bitter expression, as if I was biased, and wronged him!

I...... !

I almost burst out in front of the "disciples"!