In this era, weekends are not weekends, and Minqin Elementary School will arrange all teachers to have a concentrated study every other week on Saturday afternoon.

Although the teachers wanted to concentrate on their studies, the older students did not take a holiday, but arranged for them to study at school, which means that they tried to complete their homework at school on the weekend.

Because the self-control ability of the lower grades is too poor, it is a disaster for them to study on their own without the supervision of the teacher, so the lower grades will have a holiday directly on Saturday afternoon.

The liveliest part of this Saturday is, of course, the classroom of the second class of the second grade.

The notice stated that registration would start at half past one in the afternoon, and the children would already arrive at the classroom before one o'clock.

Liu Xinyu arrived at school at one o'clock, and at this time, the classroom of the second class of the second grade was already full of people, and finally when Liu Xinyu arrived, the children crowded around Liu Xinyu one after another, making Liu Xinyu anxious.

If one of the children in front of you accidentally falls, and the one behind continues to rush forward, there will be a stampede.

The children who ran in front should all be senior children, and one or two children have already caught up with Liu Xinyu. If he was really surrounded by them, Liu Xinyu really couldn't take care of those junior children, so he hurriedly pulled over a bench and shouted loudly: "Students, don't crowd, take your paintings and line up, and students who line up without discipline will not be admitted."

There is no shortage of children who are really interested in painting, but more of them are following the trend, of course, most of the children in the lower grades are asked by their parents to sign up.

Therefore, those children who are not really interested in painting are a little nonsense, although they lined up under Liu Xinyu's stern gaze, they are still playing around there.

"Wang Xinda, if you don't really come to the painting interest class, please leave immediately, don't affect the other students!" Liu Xinyu's eyes were fixed on the child who made the most trouble in the team, with a pretty face and a very serious expression.

Wang Xinda is a student in the first class of the fourth grade, the fourth grade belongs to the upper grade, but Liu Xinyu only teaches the lower grade, Wang Xinda no longer expected Liu Xinyu to call out his name, and was stunned for a while.

Several children around him were also stunned by Liu Xinyu's hand, and of course they didn't dare to make any more trouble.

It is a small matter to not be able to participate in the painting interest class, and it will be miserable if Liu Xinyu sues the head teacher.

The homeroom teachers of the two classes in the fourth grade have taught Liu Xinyu, and they have often used Liu Xinyu to educate them before, and since Liu Xinyu came to the school as a teacher, it has become a role model for these old teachers to teach them to study hard.

This Saturday, Liu Xinyu was busy until almost six o'clock before returning home, and when she went home, she brought back a lot of children's paintings.

She had to spend the weekend selecting 30 children from the paintings for a second round of screening.

She was busy this weekend, and tomorrow was the day when the Liu family agreed to go into the mountains to harvest chestnuts and ginkgo seeds.

Liu Xinyu can only use the evening time to screen.

"Sister Xinyu, why are there so many paintings? Ouch, what is this drawing, people are not like people, ghosts are not ghosts, they are uglier than me!" As soon as the paintings were spread out, Zhang Hongyun came, and when she saw the paintings on the table, she shouted for a while.

Liu Xinyu glanced up at Zhang Hongyun, and while explaining the origin of these paintings to Zhang Hongyun, she continued to select those paintings with a bit of aura, including the painting that Zhang Hongyun said that people are not like people and ghosts are not ghosts.

Zhang Hongyun didn't know how to draw, and of course she couldn't understand why Liu Xinyu would pick out such a painting, so she couldn't help but ask curiously: "Sister Xinyu, I think this painting is better than that one, why did this one fail!"

Liu Xinyu showed a shallow smile on her face, and nodded at Zhang Hongyun's painting that she thought was better: "You see this is a painting by a fifth-grade student, and this is a painting by a first-grade student, who do you say is more talented in painting."

Zhang Hongyun tilted her head, looked left and right, and finally nodded.

If the author of the two paintings was a child of the same age, it is true that the painting she was referring to was better, but the fifth-grade student did not have the talent to draw like that.

It's not okay to have only interest in painting without talent, just like herself, after seeing Sister Xinyu's painting, she really has an interest in painting, but unfortunately she doesn't have the talent to paint, even if Sister Xinyu teaches her hand-in-hand, she can't even draw a circle without a compass, but the person who draws it has a nose in her eyes, but how awkward it looks, it's so ugly that she can't bear to look at it directly.

Liu Xinyu's screening speed is still very fast, and the dwarf picks the general, and barely picks out thirty copies.

After classifying the paintings, Liu Xinyu looked at Zhang Hongyun, although Zhang Hongyun was carrying a schoolbag today, she didn't see her take out the book to write her homework for nearly half an hour, so she knew that she had something else to do.

Sure enough, Zhang Hongyun opened her schoolbag, took out a letter and handed it to Liu Xinyu.

Liu Xinyu sighed in her heart, this is a letter written by Zhang Hongliang to her, sent to the town middle school for Zhang Hongyun to hand over.

Although after returning from the provincial capital, Wu Qiaozhen did not be angry with Liu Xinyu anymore, but since Zhang Hongliang sent wool to Liu Xinyu once, Wu Qiaozhen's eyes were a little bad when she looked at Liu Xinyu.

Liu Xinyu didn't want to have another trouble with Wu Qiaozhen, so she asked Zhang Hongyun to tell Zhang Hongliang not to send her anything in the future, including letters, of course.

Since then, Zhang Hongliang has indeed not sent letters to Liu Xinyu in the village, but he has already forwarded letters to her several times through Zhang Hongyun.

In addition to the normal greetings, almost all of the letters were asked Liu Xinyu for teaching.

On the day he left the provincial capital, Liu Xinyu had one more sentence and told Zhang Hongliang the news that the country might resume the college entrance examination.

Zhang Hongliang graduated from junior high school and was recruited to work in the city, and after entering the factory, he obtained a high school completion certificate through the night school run by the factory, but the completion certificate of leaving the machinery factory is basically equivalent to a piece of waste paper, and there is of course a big gap between his cultural level and the real high school graduation level.

At the beginning, Zhang Hongbo just listened, and did not take the resumption of the college entrance examination to heart.

In his opinion, even if the country really resumes the college entrance examination, even if he takes the college entrance examination with his education level, it will be in vain.

He still hopes that he can work hard in the factory, follow Master Gu's footsteps to study the skills of fitters in a down-to-earth manner, and eventually become an eighth-level fitter like Master Gu.

But as time passes, the former "playing with women" incident has brought a lot of negative effects to Zhang Hongliang.

Obviously, Zhang Hongliang has been cleared of charges, but the so-called "playing with women" incident has spread half-concealed and half-hidden in the factory, Zhang Hongliang has suffered deeply, and his situation in the factory is not optimistic.

This made Zhang Hongliang have the idea of changing the environment, he has neither the ability nor the relationship to leave the machinery factory in the name of transfer, of course, he is even more unwilling to go home to farm, then only Huashan can go all the way, relying on his own ability to leave the machinery factory.

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Chapter 091 is so ugly that I can't bear to look at it for free.