Guangshi! Shengye Private High School.

"Prince Fang, it's not that I don't want to take it," Teacher Zhang shook his head and sighed, "It's really that there are too many demons in my class. If you stuff one more, I can't bear it anymore. Look at my white hair, growing like weeds, and my blood pressure has been soaring..." Teacher Zhang said, taking out the squid oil essence and applying it on his forehead, looking like he was about to die young.

It's September now, and the class he taught has gone from the second year to the third year of high school. There are eight classes in the third year of high school. The six class he taught cannot be said to be dragging his back, but he can only say that he has almost pulled down his big pants.

It's such a sin. He has been teaching for many years, but he has never seen any difficult students?

But this class really can't be led by others. As a role model, he can't say that the whole class is rubbish. He can only say tactfully. This is simply a group of geniuses who are good at studying, who only study at low scores.

Fang Grade's long and round face was filled with a charitable smile and comforted him: "Teacher Zhang, I know your hard work, but you Class 6 are already like this. There is really not much more, and there is not much less, right?

We can't let him go to other classes. Our Shengye High School is looking forward to a few high-level posts this year."

He patted Teacher Zhang on the shoulder, "And, this is what the principal means. Yuwen Huang has already enrolled and will come to register tomorrow. Don't worry, I have seen this child, very well-behaved, and you think, he is younger than the senior high school child, and he can skip to the senior high school, so he must not be a mediocre person."

Teacher Zhang raised his transcript tremblingly, feeling that his white hair was growing again, "Yes, I'm not a mediocre person, at least I have scores, they are all single digits, and taking single digits is also a technical job."

Fang Lilong said earnestly: "We always say that teaching should not pay too much attention to scores, we should pay attention to morality, intelligence, physical fitness and aesthetics... Uh, wisdom should not pay too much attention to it."

After all, being able to take this score has nothing to do with the word Zhi, and even luck is not very good. If you can get a few more questions, you won’t be single-digit numbers.

Teacher Zhang looked at him, "Since Chief Fang has such high praise to this classmate Yuwen Huang, why not let him go to your class?"

The chief of the Fang smiled and pushed his glasses with wise light, "I don't care, but the principal meant to let him go to Class 6."

Teacher Zhang collapsed his shoulders and accepted his fate.

"That's right, I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

When the senior commander saw his face, he knew that the mission had been completed and he said secretly in his heart.

"Prince Fang, I really don't understand. Yuwen Huang's score is so low, how did he get into our high school?

Our admission line is 350.”

Teacher Zhang asked after accepting his fate.

Fang Grade Chief said: "I only said the admission line in the first year of high school. Now he is in the third year of high school. He has transferred to school. If he transfers, he can afford the tuition fee."

In other words, it was kicked away by other schools, but the information did not say which school was kicked out. Yes, no one wanted to admit that this student had studied in our school.

Shengye High School is the most expensive tuition among private schools in Guangshi City. Because the admission score is low, the scores of many private high schools are above 400. Shengye High School is 350, and is proud of the crowd and suddenly becomes a gathering place for poor students.

Among them, Shengye High School is famous in the entire high school industry for Class 36, and there is also a chain of contempt in high school. Shengye High School is despised by the whole bank, while Class 6 is despised by the whole school because no one in their class has been able to reach the passing line in the whole subject so far.

Such cultural scores are even worse than art students. As early as when I first year of high school, those with poor grades were mobilized to be transferred to art students. They insisted on liberal arts and science, so the school made this group of poor students who insisted on not being transferred to art students a class, calling it an experimental class, but in fact it was a big mixture of poor students.

That is the famous Class 6 of Senior High School.

The head teacher Zhang Media, nicknamed Zhang Qiushao, is a senior teacher who has been in the industry for 18 years.

He was obsessed with this resume, and Yuwen Huang suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu that locusts passed by.

Juya Community, the duplex on the highest floor of the community, the Yuan family has just moved here, opposite Shengye High School, which is very close to it.

Professor Yuan insisted on moving here. His grandson was younger than the senior high school students. He also heard that this was a gathering place for poor students. There were many incidents of bullying on campus in the news. He had to look at his grandson up close.

"I don't think I should go to this school."

Yuan’s mother sighed, their family is a top student, and her daughter Yuan Qingling and son Yuan Qingzhou have been students in top classes since childhood. She is really not used to it.

"Grandma, I think this school is pretty good, it's close to my brother's school."

Qixi Dao.

This is the school he chose himself. It is not far away from it. It is Huasheng Private High School. The admission score is 600 points, and you can't get into it with money.

Huasheng High School is famous for science, with a high school rating of up to 50%, which is quite remarkable in private high schools.

If Coke is going to move to space, it must go to a good school.

Qixi wanted to be a director and was interested in the art class of Shengye High School, but it didn’t matter if he was only accepted by the experimental class. The experimental class is generally the best class in the grade and is mainly trained.

"It's so sad!"

Yuan Qingzhou looked at the computer and frowned, "Qixi's score was wrong, and all of them were single digits."

“No?

How can single digits be entered?"

Professor Yuan walked over and looked at it. It turned out that they were all single digits, followed by a decimal point, "You are too unreliable to do things, right?"

"I didn't print it, I wrote the numbers and called me assistant p."

Yuan Qingzhou took out a piece of paper and saw that there was something that seemed to be a decimal point in the middle, such as 85, 75, etc., but that was not a decimal point. This was an electrocardiogram paper, which was a electrocardiogram point.

"I drove her away when I got back, and I was too unscrupulous to do things."

"The Road Bureau is so amazing, can you get all the scores?"

Yuan's mother was shocked.

"It's not an admission line for transferring schools."

Yuan Qingzhou turned around and patted Qixi on the shoulder, "Boy, go in and give them a surprise."

Qixi just cut her hair. He is less than fifteen years old. He looks as tall as his uncle. He has long legs, handsome, sunny, and handsome. He is so many times better than many young stars.

Yuan Qingzhou looked at him, so relieved.

On September 3rd, it has been more than a month since the third year of high school started. Qixi Yuwen Huang stepped into the gate of Shengye High School. The school is full of boarding. Yesterday, my uncle helped bring the accommodation items here, and he only officially came to register today.

He went to the teacher's office first and knocked on the door, "Hello Teacher Zhang!"

Zhang Media raised her head and saw a handsome boy standing at the door. Her eyebrows were so delicate that she was so sunny that she couldn't move her eyes away. She couldn't help but be stunned, "Are you?"

"Teacher, my name is Yuwen Huang. I came to report on the first day today."

Yuwen Huang bowed to Teacher Zhang.

Teacher Zhang's mouth was half-open, was he the digit plus the decimal point?

Why is it different from what I imagined?

What a handsome and handsome kid this looks like.
Chapter completed!