"Young Master go home!"

got out of the rickshaw, and in the greetings of Wang Xiaowu and Wang Dazhui, the two stick-wielding door gods, Lao Bao and Bao Guowei walked through the compound and pushed the door into the house.

Sure enough, as Lao Bao said, there are two maids at home, who are standing in the living room cleaning at the moment.

"Master, young master!"

The two maids were wearing ordinary coarse cotton clothes, and when they saw the old man and the young master coming home, they said hello with some restraint.

The older maid is about thirty years old, with a wide face and slightly dark skin, according to Lao Bao, this is the cook of the Bao family, surnamed Li, maybe she should be called Aunt Li in the future?

Another heard Lao Bao say that he was only eighteen or nineteen years old, surnamed Wang, called Wang Xiaoxiu, and his appearance was also average, otherwise he would not have come to do the work of the next person.

Seeing Bao Guowei's clothes and face, the maids felt that this should be a normal person, and they were relieved.

As a subordinate, I am most afraid that there will be a young master in the family who is short-tempered and scolds his subordinates at every turn - even if it is the master who uses his hands and feet, it is better than beating and scolding.

However, the Bao family started as a subordinate, so they naturally know the difficulties of the subordinate, and it is probably a blessing for these two to be servants in the Bao family.

Bao Guowei looked at it, and now the whole part of the house seemed to be much brighter: the exquisite marble on the ground was very clean, and some landscape paintings were hung around it.

However, it is still dominated by white tones, which is quite literary and artistic.

The small bookcase in the old house in the south of the city has been moved back and placed in the west corner of the living room, not only has it been wiped clean, but it contains a pile of old newspapers, magazines and other reading materials.

Counting the two porters, two servants, and the father and son already have six people, it finally no longer seems so empty and has a bit of a human atmosphere.

"Young master, I got you some water, do you want to wash your feet?"

Xiaoxiu took the initiative to come over, still holding a new suit that Bao Guowei bought a few days ago, and Bao Guowei frowned when he saw it:

"No need, I take a shower every day, you go and help me wash my shoes, and don't go into my room casually in the future."

Since moving to a new home and having a shower room, Bao Guowei has had to take a bath every day.

One is to relax and unwind, and the other is to rub hair oil on the head, if you don't wash it, it is easy to stick to the pillow if you lie on the bed and sleep.

What's more, the new head oil announces the beginning of a new day, and it has become Bao Guowei's habit to apply Sistankang head oil every day.

"Okay, then I'll go boil the bath water for the young master."

Bao Guowei looked at the table again, today's dinner was obviously not made by Lao Bao:

A large bowl of ham sausage mixed with hot dry noodles, a bowl of brown salty sauce is placed next to it, a large chicken thigh, and a bowl of tea for relieving greasy.

After eating, Xiaoxiu immediately sent clean napkins and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

I have to say, this feeling of being served is really good.

……

The first weekly test of the school year is often used as the basis for the selection of class representatives in provincial secondary schools, and it is undoubtedly very important.

Near dusk, the sun will set.

There are dozens of teachers sitting in the grading room of the provincial middle school, using the sun's afterglow and the lamp on the ceiling to mark today's test papers with great efficiency.

According to the usual practice, all the test papers that can be tested to grade A will be selected separately and then compiled into a book, which will be compared according to the scores.

Time passed, and stacks of test papers were corrected, and then someone picked them out and put them in different categories.

There are 442 first-year candidates in the school, and with the cooperation of dozens of teachers, this work can be completed quickly.

The most important indicator of the level of education of the new school is undoubtedly the number of first-class subjects.

After some statistics by the faculty members of each subject, the number of first-class results of each subject in the school is as follows:

"Arithmetic First Class, XVII."

"Gewu A, six."

"History A, Forty-Eight."

"Mandarin A, seventy-eight."

"Chemistry A, xxone."

"Western Letters, Forty-One."

After grading A, B, C, and D, you have to rank them according to the specific scores of the exam, which is very cumbersome.

After that, I have to be busy counting the top three and fourth students......

When Instructor Shen got the results in his class, his heart was very excited, even his lips trembled, and his emotions were a little complicated, on the one hand, he was angry, and on the other hand, he was happy.

In short - he had a whole night to calm his heart.

……

Early the next morning, under the service of the two female subordinates, Bao Guowei dealt with the problems of dressing, eating and hygiene early.

Leave home with the sound of the two door gods waiting and start the road to school today.

Mr. Shen seemed to be a little late today, and he arrived after everyone had already started to stand up and read in the morning reading class.

"Boom!"

A pile of test papers was thrown onto the table, Instructor Shen frowned, and knocked on the table a few more times.

The classroom fell silent immediately, and the eyes of the students were on him.

"Sit down."

Teacher Shen looked around the classroom, and his eyes stayed on Bao Guowei's face for a while:

"There are thirty-four people in one class."

"I won't talk about other subjects for the time being, just arithmetic, nineteen ding! How did you learn during this time? ”

"If you listen carefully in class, you won't be able to get Ding, and the basic questions in front of you alone are enough for you to get C.

"It's the worst I've ever had!"

Mr. Shen scolded many students on the podium.

The students in the class know that as long as they learn arithmetic well, they can do whatever they want, and if they don't learn arithmetic well, they won't give anyone a good face.

In any case, it's going to be bad luck today.

All the students already knew what they were going to face next, and the students who had consciously taken the test were ready to copy the test papers.

Mr. Shen looked at the report card in his hand again:

"Especially Guo Chun! Wang Laowu! Liu Da! What have all three of you learned this week! Even if you forget about Kauting, you still got a zero score in the test? In the end, there is no serious study! ”

At this time, the arithmetic exam was different from later, there were not even multiple-choice questions, no true/false questions, all fill-in-the-blank and application questions, which led to a great increase in the number of people with zero scores in the exam.

The more Mr. Shen spoke, the more excited he became, and after taking a deep breath, he finally calmed down:

"If I don't take this morning reading class, what will I read when I get the arithmetic exam like this? Changed to an arithmetic class, and the person whose name I read came up to get the test paper. ”

"Li Hongwei! Twenty-one points, Ding! Copy the test papers! ”

The student named Li Hongwei trembled with a painful expression on his face.

"Li Xianxian! Forty-six points, C! ”

"Wang Laowu! Zero points, copy! ”

"Yuan Xiaofang, sixty points, B!"

……

I recited the names of more than a dozen students in a row, and most of them stayed at the level of C and D.

"Bao Guowei!"

When Bao Guowei was called, the whole class paid attention.

After all, on the first day of school, he solved several math problems in a row, which left a deep impression on the people in the class - how many points can Bao Guowei score?

Mr. Shen's momentum suddenly stagnated, and his tone was no longer fierce, but a little soft:

"One hundred, A!"

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