Xingcheng Railway High School No. 1, High School Mathematics Teaching and Research Group Office.
Lan Jie sat at his desk, looking at the thin young man opposite him, still recalling the scene in the Internet cafe just now in his mind.
Obviously, he has no deterrent effect on this guy named Qiao Yu.
Even though he already knew from Ma Yufei that this guy was a third-year student in the school's junior high school, they didn't look down on him at all, and even almost had a small conflict!
In the end, it was Lan Jie who unleashed his killer weapon.
If Qiao Yu was still not honest, he would immediately call the Cultural Affairs Bureau to complain about Internet cafes for allowing minors to access the Internet, and then take his photo to remind all nearby Internet cafes not to accept him online, and finally let this thin-looking child go. Choose to surrender.
For this reason, he even chose not to call and complain about the Internet cafe for the time being. He just took a photo of the name of the Internet cafe - Guihua Lane Internet Cafe with his mobile phone before leaving with three students.
Thinking of this, he subconsciously recalled the scene when he grabbed the kid and wanted to leave, but the kid didn't forget to grab the messy things on the table.
Then I subconsciously glanced at the boy's pocket where he kept things. Good guy, this kid is really not afraid of the teacher!
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After being silent for a long time and putting enough pressure on the three students, Lan Jie finally withdrew his gaze from the thin and pale face, looked at Ma Yufei and Lu Jia calmly, and said, "Tell me, what's going on."
The two top students in the first year of high school glanced sideways at each other, and Ma Yufei, who was still more active, murmured: "Well, just last week, you assigned us a question after the Mathematical Olympiad class. Lu Jia and I thought I didn't come out, so I thought I would sneak to the Internet cafe after my evening self-study to see if I could find the answer online. But I couldn't find it online.
Then the machine we were driving happened to be next to Brother Qiao, oh, no, Qiao Yu, and he casually told us about it, and then we solved the problem. Later, we thought about it when we encountered problems that we didn’t understand. Come to the Internet cafe and ask him for advice."
Obviously, in private, they called him Brother Qiao, Brother Qiao, without any psychological pressure. But in front of the teacher, the two children still wanted to be ashamed. Brother Qiao couldn't say it out loud, so he just called him by his first name.
Lan Jie turned his attention to Qiao Yu again.
Compared with his peers in the third grade of junior high school, this guy looked thinner. Perhaps because he rarely received sunlight, his pale face had a calm expression and even a hint of disdain. It was obvious that he didn't care at all about what the two of them were saying.
"Tell me, what class are you in in the third grade of junior high school, and who is the class teacher? Does your teacher know that you didn't prepare well for evening self-study and went to the Internet cafe to play games?"
"Class 13, the head teacher is Teacher Yuan. I don't have to study in the evening." Qiao Yu said simply, knowing that he couldn't escape.
If the guy in front of him hadn't threatened him that all the nearby Internet cafes would not allow him to access the Internet, Qiao Yu would not have stood here so honestly.
But there was no way. He knew very well that even if he ran away with his name exposed, he would definitely be found by the school teachers, which would be very annoying. If he had known better, he should not have coveted the living expenses of high school boarding students.
"What? Class 13?" Lan Jie was stunned.
Although he is a high school teacher, the school's junior high school is separated from the high school by a playground, so he is aware of various situations.
This year, there are 13 classes in the third grade of Tiejiao High School.
The first three classes are a rocket class and two training classes, with 40 people in each class.
Classes 4 to 12 are parallel classes, and Class 13, which is the only one in the class, is the kind of place where the students at the end of the class are concentrated.
Although this form of class division is expressly prohibited, as the pressure for admission to high school entrance exams increases, all junior high schools will divide students into classes.
In addition, the junior high school does not have evening self-study. However, the academic pressure is so great, so the top 120 students in the grade can choose to attend evening self-study voluntarily. If students in parallel classes want to attend evening self-study, they need to submit an application to the class teacher.
You can also come if the class teacher agrees.
It is said that you need to apply, but because for the parents of the students, the evening self-study is free, and for the teachers, it is the same to teach one class, and it is the same to teach a class. So basically from Class 1 to Class 12, they all have to attend the evening class
Self-study.
Class 13 is the only class that has been abandoned for treatment and does not need to attend evening self-study. It is impossible for children in this class to enter high school anyway.
After all, junior high school students can fail the local college entrance examination, and two courses with a total score of 40 points can only pass the test for poor students with a score of 3, 50 or even lower. Under the current situation where the high school entrance examination papers are messy, they have basically cut off their ability to enter the general public.
High probability.
The total score of the Star City High School Entrance Examination is 700. According to the situation in previous years, you need to get at least 610 or above to get into the general high school, and the score of the college entrance examination accounts for 80%...
But what makes Lan Jie confused is that a junior high school student who can casually solve the puzzles of world-class Olympians while playing games can actually get into Class 13?
This kid is really incredible!
What? Is it really popular nowadays to go to technical secondary school first and then counterattack?
"Yes, Class 13, so you don't have to study in the evening. Teacher Lan, I'll leave if nothing happens. I won't help them answer questions next time." Seeing this nosy guy in a daze, Qiao Yu said
Just want to run.
"Stop!" Lan Jie said sternly, then glared at the other two people who were worried and said, "You go back to class first to prepare for evening self-study."
"Goodbye, Teacher Lan." The relieved two people were about to leave in despair, but they were suddenly stopped by Lan Jie: "Wait a minute."
The two people stopped and looked at Lang Jie timidly.
"I see you just ate two buns at night. Did you use all your living expenses to charge people's Internet fees?" Lan Jie asked.
Seeing the faces of the two and a half-year-old children stepping down, Lan Jie sighed in his heart and said, "Okay, I'll lend you a hundred yuan first. You can use it to recharge your meal card or use it as living expenses. Remember to go there tonight."
Eat something, don’t delay your growth. Don’t do this kind of thing again.”
After saying that, Lan Jie opened the innermost desk, took out two red bills and handed them over.
The school does not allow mobile phones, and students cannot use mobile phones to pay, so Langjie always has some cash in his desk.
"Thank you, Teacher Lan."
"Go ahead."
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After watching the two people leave, and then looking at Qiao Yu who was silent and unsatisfied, Lan Jie sighed in his heart, and then took out a small yellow book from the drawer of his desk. This was printed by the school.
The internal address book records the contact numbers of all departments in the school and the short codes of the teachers’ phone numbers.
Teachers who join Tie Gao will be issued a mobile phone card. After entering it into the system, you only need to dial the last four digits of the mobile phone number within the system to make free calls. This card must be used. After all, the teacher industry is quite special.
People must be available at critical moments.
Soon Lan Jie found the phone number of Teacher Yuan in the junior high school, the Chinese teacher Yuan Yuan. He even had some impression that he once represented the school in a recital competition. His management ability should be pretty good, but his teaching level needs to be discussed.
To put it bluntly, most of the teachers who serve as class teachers at the end of the crane are the type of teachers who have two skills and obvious shortcomings.
"Hey, Teacher Yuan, I'm Lan Jie from the high school mathematics group."
As the director of the school's high school mathematics teaching and research group, Lan Jie still has a certain reputation in the school, and an enthusiastic response came quickly on the phone.
"Oh, hello, Teacher Lan, what do you want from me?"
"It's like this. I caught a student named Qiao Yu surfing the Internet at the Guihua Lane Internet Cafe today. He said he was a student in your class, so I took him to my office first. If it's not convenient for you to come over now, I
I want to know about this student."
"Ah? Qiao Yu? Didn't his mother send a WeChat message saying that he was sick and even asked for two days off? He went to an Internet cafe to surf the Internet and you caught him? Wait a minute, I'll be there right away."
After hanging up the phone and looking at the helpless young man in front of him, Lan Jie was completely speechless.
This amount of information is really huge. What kind of family environment is this?
The mother asked her son to take sick leave and skip class to play in an Internet cafe?
This guy didn't just go to the Internet cafe after school. He spent the whole day in the Internet cafe?
Chapter completed!