Beside him was a woman in her 30s, also wearing black-rimmed glasses, and another teacher at the school, Ran Xue, who used to be the school's Chinese teacher. Later, because I gave birth to a child, I didn't take Chinese classes anymore, but gave my children sports, art, music and the like. This is also the news that I can inquire about from others, otherwise I don't know so clearly.

Song Jianshe saw that there were new students coming to sign up, and immediately came over with a notebook.

"All the newcomers come to me to sign up, tell me how old the child is, what is his name, and what will he do now?"

Lin Qiaoqiao and the others in front of them all signed up, and then led Qin Ling over.

"Principal, I'm here to sign up for my little uncle, Qin Ling is 8 years old this year, the ridge of Qin Shanling!"

Song Jianshe looked at the girl in front of him a little unfamiliar, "This comrade, are you not from this village?" ”

Lin Qiaoqiao looked directly at each other, "I came to this village after I got married, my name is Lin Qiaoqiao." ”

After listening to the introduction, he immediately said, "Hello Comrade Lin, my name is Song Jianjian, and I am the principal and teacher of a school, and I am glad that you sent the child over." ”

Lin Qiaoqiao lowered his head, "Why don't you two hurry up and say hello to the teacher!" ”

"Hello teacher!" The two siblings spoke in unison, and their voices were very loud.

Song Jianshe likes such bold children, so he touched their heads separately,

"My sister looks a little younger, and it will be two years before she comes to school."

Lin Qiaoqiao, "Principal Song, my brother-in-law has learned a lot of Chinese characters at home and can write, and he is also good at arithmetic. Can you skip the first grade, you give him a test, and if you can, let him skip a level. ”

Song Jianshe was overjoyed when he heard that the child had been taught at home, "Let's go, follow me back to the classroom, I'll see how much I've learned, if I can, I can naturally skip a grade." ”

What Lin Qiaoqiao wants is what he said, the little uncle was delayed by the original owner to go to school, if he can skip a grade, he can make up for the delayed time.

In other words, the teaching environment of this school is really poor, just a row of houses, and then a large vacant land.

Two dilapidated basketball hoops, and a few horizontal bars, are supposed to be where the children play when they get out of class.

There is a toilet not far away, two entrances on the left and right, the man on the left, the woman on the right, and nothing else but these.

Song Jianjian, "There is a place for hot meals in the school, and if the child does not want to go back at noon, he can send the lunch box to the back of the house, where there is a place to put the lunch box or not.

However, remember to mark the lunch box so that other students don't take it wrong or go a little earlier. ”

Lin Qiaoqiao, "Are there many children who eat at school at noon?" ”

Song Jianshe took out the key from his pocket and opened the door, "It's okay!" There are always a few people in each classroom who don't go home to eat, and they don't need to bring special ones to their children, just make tortillas and white rice at home, and serve them with some pickles.

If you get him some meat or something, you'll have to fight if you can't keep it, so why bother? Stay at home and eat the good stuff! ”

Lin Qiaoqiao knows that everyone is not rich in this era, how to bring particularly delicious meals, but will become the object of competition and be bullied.

When I entered the classroom, I saw about 20 desks, all of which were leaning against them, and it seemed that the position was a little tight and dense.

Song Jianjian, "Don't look at our small school, several nearby villages go to school here, and when the school really starts, this room is full of children." This is also because the conditions are limited, and there is no way to do it!

Relatively speaking, there are fewer children in the upper grades. I don't know how many new students there will be this year, but if there is not enough place to sit, I have to stand and listen. ”

Lin Qiaoqiao looked at this humble environment, and couldn't bear to say,

"Then have you applied to the above to build a few houses for the school, so that the environment can be improved."

Song Jianshe took out the chalk box from the drawer and picked out a relatively long piece of chalk from it.

"It's useless to react now, the state has no money, the local government has no money, and if there was money, the school wouldn't have only three teachers."

Holding a chalk and writing a string of numbers on the blackboard casually, and then writing some simple Chinese characters, the exam has to be taken seriously, he is not a person who can be fooled.

After writing all the questions, I handed the chalk to the child.

"Answer as much as you can, don't be afraid!"

Qin Ling picked up the chalk and answered the question on the blackboard, the simple arithmetic question was not difficult for him at all, he calculated the answer in his heart, and then wrote the answer directly.

It's very fast.

The other half is written with a piece of text, and it is complete to fill in the missing words in the middle.

Song Jianshe was very surprised, this child's learning level had exceeded his expectations, and he wrote the topic according to the level of the third grade.

Seeing that his last stroke has fallen, the correct answer has been written.

"Yes, yes, I got them all right, these are third-grade questions!"

Lin Qiaoqiao knew that Qin Fang had taught Qin Ling a lot, and it should be quite good to see the results, "Then the principal, can my little brother-in-law go to the third grade?" ”

"Don't call me the principal, just call me Teacher Song, my principal is a temporary position, there is no way for the school to have a principal." Song Jianshe erased the blackboard, erased all the questions on the blackboard, thought about it and wrote a few more questions, turned around and said to Qin Ling,

"Let's see if I can answer it, it doesn't matter if I can't write it, it's not a big deal."

Qin Ling is relatively tall, and has reached a height of 1.4 meters, so it is not difficult to answer the questions on the blackboard with chalk, and he writes out all the answers one by one, because these brothers have taught him.

"What a seedling!" Song Jianshe sighed and said, "These questions are at the level of the fifth grade, and he wrote all the answers, and the words are well written."

Who is the person who taught him to write the question? Is it you or Qin Fang? ”

"His brother taught it." Lin Qiaoqiao decisively admitted.

"That's really good, if my brother can have such a level, he must have read a lot of books and learned professional courses." Song Jianshe was very comforted in his heart, he finally received a good student this year, but seeing that this child is a little young,

"It's better to be in this way, first study in the third grade this year, and then jump two levels after the new year, what do you think?"

What can Lin Qiaoqiao say? She felt that the result had exceeded expectations.

"You think it's okay, I don't have any opinion as a parent, this child will be handed over to you in the future, if you are naughty and mischievous, tell me."

Song Jianshe nodded with satisfaction, "Then let's just say it, just go to the third grade tomorrow, as for the books for school, there are no books for school yet."

But you can look at the rags and maybe find books that have been used by others. If you don't find it, don't worry, you can share it with someone else. ”

Lin Qiaoqiao understands that the conditions of the school are limited, and new books may not be issued at the beginning of the school year, thinking about this generation of children is indeed quite pitiful, the learning environment is not the best learning environment, and the working environment is also very poor. When you are old and have not yet reached the age of retirement, you have to retire from your job to make way for new people.