"Everyone, calm down!"

Cong Xinlai appeared in the classroom again, knocking on the podium with the notebook in his hand, but his tone seemed to be no longer as strong as before.

A few seconds of sounds of tables, chairs and benches, and the classroom became quiet.

After scanning the classroom with a look, Cong Xinlai said with a serious expression: "Students, the latest education reform plan has been passed and has begun to be implemented, which has a great impact on you. After I finish talking, I hope you will consider it carefully and respond actively."

He paused, opened his notebook and took a look, and continued: "According to the spirit of the document of the Ministry of Education, in the first stage of the reform, each county will determine a school, and offer training courses in the senior high school graduating class, and the national specialized institutions will select practitioners to teach. Our Wusheng No. 1 Middle School will be selected. At the same time, major universities across the country have set up training departments and majors, starting this year, and anyone with qualifications of more than three stars can apply."

Speaking of this, he swept around the students in the classroom with a complicated expression and then continued: "This is a good thing, it is also a bad thing. It is said that it is a good thing, because students with poor academic performance in the past can also be admitted to prestigious universities as long as they have outstanding cultivation qualifications; it is said that it is a bad thing, mainly refers to students with relatively good grades in the past. If their cultivation qualifications are not good, even if they are admitted to the cultural major, they may not have a good job opportunity in the future."

"Why do you say that? It is said that because of the frequent practice, the physical fitness and mental power of practitioners are far superior to ordinary people. Needless to say, after entering the job, because their strength is stronger than ordinary people, they are close to or engaged in important departments, and have more opportunities to work than ordinary people. This is the advantage of practitioners and the disadvantage of ordinary people."

"So, I hope that students will take this reform seriously. After all, it is a major event that concerns your future future. The training course will start tomorrow. Three months later, the school will conduct a special qualification test. All students can take the test. Even if they can reach the lowest one-star qualification, they can major in the training course. As long as they can reach the threshold of the three-star qualification before the college entrance examination, they can do it."

"Today, because the new lesson schedule has not been finalized, there is no class for the time being. Everyone, study for yourself."

After Cong Xin finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving a bleak back, which was imprinted in the students' minds.

After teaching and educating people for decades, preaching and teaching have long become the most important part of his life.

Now, he doesn't need to study hard to go to college. His cultural knowledge has fallen to this point, which makes him feel uncomfortable.

The cheers from behind him made a buzzing sound in his mind, staggering and almost falling down.

The students were in the opposite mood with the class teacher. Before Cong Xinlai's figure disappeared, the classroom was in chaos.

"Wow, that's great! This is the happiest moment in my school years!"

Guo Feng was the first to cheer. Although this guy was ranked in the middle of the class in his academic performance, he was always careless, not improving or retreating. He gave Wang Hao the feeling that he only used three points of his strength to study. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be able to go to the second book, but there is no chance at all.

Unexpectedly, he was the first person to speak out.

The other students' reactions were not inferior to him at all.

"Fuck math, physics and chemistry, fuck Chinese and English! I won't serve you anymore!"

Several guys with poor academic performance have thrown out the textbook they just obtained as a hidden weapon, while Zhong Feng is the leader. Wang Hao glanced at him with contempt. It would be fine if he couldn't study, but he was also a teammate of pigs playing games. In this way, how high can his cultivation qualifications be?

"Come and worship me, I am the future boss! Those who believe in me will have eternal life!"

Gou Fugui still looked like he was owed. This time he showed his presence in the class in advance. Now he was so proud that he seemed to have become a god.

"The lunatic is almost the same..." Wang Hao still hated Gou Fugui, not only because he had been beaten to the point, but his sharp voice could easily arouse his disgust.

"Wang Hao, how do you feel now?" Li Daoyuan, who was in front of Wang Hao, turned around, not as energetic as other classmates, and seemed to have a faint melancholy in his tone: "I spent almost all my energy on studying. I finally got into the top three in the last final exam. I didn't play for a day during the summer vacation and read almost all the books in my senior year. Now, this news suddenly comes. To be honest, I feel very disappointed."

"Who said no?" Wang Hao understood his mood very well. Isn't he the same? This is too boring.

I was so tired that I finally turned over and became a top student. After this summer vacation, my education has actually been reformed. Can I go to college without considering my grades in cultural courses?

What's the difference between this and the 100-meter sprint to the last moment, the referee suddenly changed the rules and said, "Whoever wins the championship is the slowest"?

Fortunately, Fatty Master, I got the melon-eating system by chance and started practicing in advance, otherwise I would have been cheated to death.

I don’t know what Qiu Hanxue would think.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at her seat. Qiu Hanxue seemed to have sensed it, and just turned his head to look at him.

The two of them crossed the chattering group of classmates and intertwined them.

Qiu Hanxue smiled and his eyes were like a clear spring, shining and clear, straight into Wang Hao's heart.

Wang Hao was happy. This feeling, this feeling, was so good, just like drinking nectar and jade liquid.

Li Daoyuan was talking to Wang Hao. Seeing that he suddenly stopped talking, he looked up and noticed something abnormal. He looked at him in his sight and immediately threw the melancholy behind his head: Is this dull donkey going around with Qiu Hanxue?

Alas~, it’s so annoying that people are so popular that they actually hook up with the class and school beauties!

My goddess, what's the point of this life...

He turned around sadly, not talking about learning or practicing.

"Xiaoxue!"

A light shout came from outside the window, but Du Yurong could not help but see his daughter and Wang Hao.

Qiu Hanxue was so scared that she trembled all over by her mother's whimpering. She turned her head in disbelief. Oh my God, it's really my mother here!

"Mom, why are you here?" She felt guilty and couldn't hide her guilt. She glanced straight and withdrew her gaze, not daring to look straight into her mother's eyes.

Wang Hao saw Qiu Hanxue's mother in a blink of an eye, and his scalp was even numb, just like a thief was caught and showed up. He lowered his head, turned his back quietly, and glanced at the side with his light.

"Why am I here? You..." Du Yurong saw that several students noticed her, so he took back what he wanted to say, took a deep breath, and said calmly: "You have no classes now, go home with me."

"Mom, it's not time for school yet, so it's not good."

Qiu Hanxue knew in her heart that her mother was on the verge of an outbreak, so she instinctively wanted to delay.

"I said go home!"

Du Yurong glared at her eyes and her voice became a little sterner.

"oh."

Qiu Hanxue didn't dare to hold on anymore, so she quickly packed her schoolbag and thought, move faster, don't make my mother even more angry, if you ask Wang Hao for trouble again, it would be awful.

Wang Hao didn't dare to contact Qiu Hanxue's mother's eyes at all. Just this, he could feel a burning breath as if it was about to burn him to ashes.

This is true. Du Yurong's eyes at Wang Hao were sharper than Nighthawks. The anger contained in his eyes could catch up with the temperature of the crematorium, making the already a little hot classroom even more baked.

Qiu Hanxue hurriedly packed her schoolbag, carried her back on her shoulders, and fled from the classroom like a child who had done something wrong, and didn't dare to look at Wang Hao again.

Do you fall in love early? You are always guilty, no matter how true this relationship is.
Chapter completed!