Imperial Capital No. 3 Middle School.

In the principal's office.

The principal frowned and looked at the teachers in front of him, feeling a little helpless.

And the teachers are talking about their predicament:

"Headmaster, you can't let Ren Yan fool around anymore, now our children are almost out of the mood to study!"

"That's right, principal, you don't know how tired the students are now, and the live broadcast content of Class 9 has spread among the students, so you can't stop it at all!"

The teachers stared at the principal in pain.

Since the head teacher of the first class played the live broadcast of Class 9 to the students, and there was a 'mistake', the content and effect of the live broadcast of Class 9 spread quickly.

Although at that time, the head teacher of the first class used the other party's 'pig nose to insert green onions - pretending to be an elephant' lake to get over, and immediately closed the live broadcast room.

But the students are not stupid, and they immediately saw the 'panic' of their teachers.

I knew that there must be something in this! ’

And although most of them couldn't read the draft at that time, there were still some of them who could vaguely know what it meant.

These two are combined with each other, plus the 'impression' left by Wang Yu before.

The students in the first class immediately chose to believe in 'Wang Yu' and began to publicize these things according to their own 'channels'.

Students in the third year of high school rarely have entertainment projects, and suddenly they have such a big melon, and they are naturally happy to eat.

Within a day, all the senior high school students in the school knew about it, and that strong sense of envy also made them no longer feel the same way when they were in class.

Let their own teachers learn the 'ninth class' at every turn, and they will also go out to see the world and broaden their horizons.

After going back and forth like this, the students' hearts were completely irritable.

The class teachers, on the other hand, were completely passive.

Now, as soon as they are asked to make rolls, they will rebel violently.

If it weren't for the fact that corporal punishment could not be used now, teachers would feel that they could not bear it anymore.

Eventually, after some discussion, they found the principal.

At present, the principal of No. 3 Middle School is capable of turning the tide.

But after listening to the teachers' complaints, the principal of No. 3 Middle School also looked helpless:

"Teacher Ren is different from you after all."

"Although he teaches with us, he is a participant in the program team after all, and he has a contract with the Education Department and the school."

"We have no right to interfere without touching the bottom line."

"Moreover, when Teacher Ren took over Class 9 with full authority at that time, the only requirement was not to interfere."

"I didn't see any of you objecting to that meeting, and you want to take charge of Class 9."

"What's the matter, now Class Nine has exceeded expectations, are you in a hurry?"

As he spoke, the principal's tone gradually became dissatisfied.

He was now a little angry with these teachers, why didn't the possibility of such a problem be stifled in the cradle.

And, as a teacher, isn't it your job to teach well?

Now that students are disobedient, why don't they find the reason in themselves, but in others?

While thinking about it, the principal sighed heavily, a little confused.

Everyone is on the same front, and he can't do anything with the other side.

Hearing this, the teachers' faces were slightly ashamed:

"Didn't we think of it at the beginning..."

"But even if you can't control Ren Yan, isn't there still a program team?"

"Let them come forward and warn Ren Yan to restrain himself, isn't it?"

"It's simple." The principal shook his head: "You don't know the particularity of the program "The Strongest Teacher", it is an exploration of the possibility of education. ”

"Now that Teacher Ren hasn't violated these, do you think the program team will stop?"

"Not to mention, now that the live broadcast room of Class 9 can provide the ratings, they will never compromise."

When the words fell, everyone was silent for a while.

Could it be that there is really no way to 'rectify' Ren Yan now?

If we keep letting him go on like this, then we won't be able to take this lesson?!

The teachers were a little irritated in their hearts, and their brows furrowed again.

If there is really no way, they can already predict the results of the college entrance examination and their own 'future' of this class of high school students.

They would never allow this to happen.

After being silent for about ten minutes, the eyes of the head teacher of the first class lit up.

The cause of this incident is actually mainly the improvement of Class 9's grades. ’

Although their banter is also very attractive, in the end, everything has to be reflected in the results.

Isn't the reason why this incident came out is because the students think that Class 9 has not only played, but also improved their grades very well, which makes them unbalanced?

Especially one class.

But what if the grades of Class 9 do not go up but fall?

Will this enthusiasm among students wane?

Everyone is not stupid, and naturally knows the importance of grades to themselves.

When the time comes, teachers will use 'objective facts' to deepen students' understanding of 'grades', will this matter be over?

Is Class 9 once again the 'negative textbook'?

It can also stimulate other students' enthusiasm for 'learning' and suppress their hearts!

Thinking of this, the head teacher of the first class immediately began to tell his idea:

"Headmaster, do you think this will work?"

"Use your identity as the principal to inform Ren Yan to let Class 9 take the test once."

"As long as the results of Class 9 are not good in the exam this time, the students will naturally pay attention, and we can also bring back everything before, so that the students can return to their previous state again."

When the words fell, the rest of the teachers' eyes lit up, and they all thought that this was a good idea.

But the principal frowned: "But the question is, is it true that the grades of Class 9 have not improved?" ”

"Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the current Class Nine is no longer the previous Class 9."

"But the students don't know!" The head teacher of the first class immediately replied: "As long as you let the ninth class take the initiative to cooperate, are you afraid that other students will not believe it?" ”

Hearing this, the principal's eyes narrowed slightly: "Are you asking Class Nine to cooperate with the performance and deceive other students?" ”

"How can you say deception?" The head teacher of the first class shook his head: "We are all white lies, but they are all for the children!" ”

"If it goes on like this, their results will definitely plummet."

"If they fail the college entrance examination, their lives will be over!"

"And for this kind of good thing, I think Teacher Ren is also willing to help."

"He can't just watch other students be 'ruined' by him."

As the words fell, the principal's brows furrowed even deeper, and his fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, as if he was thinking.

Although there may be some problems with the starting point of the class teacher, what the other party said is also true.

At present, except for Class 9 in No. 3 Middle School, students in other classes have no intention of studying at all.

And Ren Yan's teaching method, other teachers obviously can't play it, otherwise they wouldn't come to beg themselves.

If this continues, it is almost inevitable that the grades will fall.

And time does not allow them to continue like this.

Although there is such a loss, I'm sorry for Teacher Ren. ’

'But there seems to be no other way...'

'Alas, if there were more teachers like this, I wouldn't have to make this decision...'

After a brief analysis of the stakes, the principal nodded slowly.

"Okay, I'll go talk to Teacher Ren."

"Look what he thinks."

With that, the principal picked up the phone.

......

Inside the warehouse of Class 9.

Ren Yan had just hung up the phone from the manufacturer of modern shipbuilding and production tools when he received a call from the principal of the No. 3 Middle School.

After being slightly surprised, Ren Yan answered the phone.

After a few simple greetings, his face immediately fell:

"What do you mean, Headmaster?"

"Let's let Class Nine ruin our reputation and wipe the ass of other teachers?"

"Which grandson came up with this damn idea?"

"You help me ask him, when the banquet starts, I will definitely go with him!"

The words fell, and there was silence on the phone.

Ren Yan was also a little angry.

He really couldn't figure out what kind of face he had to grow to come up with such an idea.

That's not how it comes to harming others and benefiting oneself!

If you can't attract students, you can find a way to improve your charm and engage in these indiscriminate things, what is it!

And the principal of the third middle school was also stunned.

He thought that Ren Yan might refuse, but he didn't expect the other party to have such a big reaction.

"Teacher Ren, how can you say that you wipe your ass."

"It's all for the sake of the students."

"And you nine classes don't lose anything~"

The principal continued to persuade.

Ren Yan raised his eyebrows when he heard this:

"What not to lose?!"

"What do you have to lose by letting Class Nine cooperate with others and estimating that you don't lose anything by belittling yourself?"

"Do you know that this will seriously affect the children's upward hearts!"

"If others can decide the results of their efforts with almost words, then they still work hard!"

"Just lie down and die!"

"This kind of thinking, whoever likes to do it, anyway, we will definitely not participate in Class 9!"

"If you want us to take the exam, it's okay, we'll do it all."

"When the time comes, I'm afraid those grandsons will be even more ugly!"

"You can do it!"

After decisively rejecting the principal's proposal, Ren Yan still felt a little angry:

"And what do you mean by everything for the students?"

"I can't control the hearts of students, so I want to press the other party to death through the 'official'."

"It's different from the garbage that can't compete in business and others just look for people."

"I suggest you clean up your teaching staff."

"In the future, there will be such teachers, who put 'I do everything for the good of the students' on their lips, and they will be directly expelled and pulled down."

"Are they for the students?"

"Isn't it just for them to get a good score in the exam and praise a job title?!"

"My heart is dirtier than anyone else, and you still come to teach students, you are really not afraid that they will mislead people's children!"

When the words fell, Ren Yan hung up the phone directly, too lazy to talk to the other party again.

This is not a problem of Class 9 in the first place.

Those teachers can't take students in teaching, why should they make themselves responsible, they just want to eat!

I don't know where the face came from, so let myself help clean up the mess.

However, not long after the phone hung up, the principal of No. 3 Middle School called again:

"Teacher Ren, I know your anger."

"Actually, I'm angry."

"But no matter what they do, there's one thing they're right."

"Today's children have no intention of studying, and if they continue like this, they are afraid that their grades will really plummet."

"I don't care about them, but the students are innocent!"

"Can't you just look at their face and help this time?"

When the words fell, Ren Yan was rarely silent...

He couldn't refute those words.

In fact, the students in other classes were indeed shaken by their usual learning because of the live broadcast of Class 9, which was indeed something he hadn't considered before.

Can...

And if because of this, let Class Nine compromise?

Looking at the students of Class 9 who were still busy in the distance, Ren Yan slowly shook his head.

If he agreed, he would be betraying Class 9, betraying himself and Class 9's efforts for more than a few days.

But if they don't, what about those students...

For a while, Ren Yan was in a dilemma.

But thinking about it, Ren Yan's eyes suddenly lit up:

"Headmaster, you don't need to limit yourself to exam scores!"