The gymnasium was noisy. Anyone who has been there knows that for large events like this, students simply can't quiet down without at least ten or twenty minutes of preparation time.

For example, in the fifth class's line, a student sitting at the very back would secretly take out his phone as soon as his butt hit the ground, ready to play a game.

"Holy crap, 666, Brother Xu is awesome, he dares to play here?" Seeing Wang Xu's bravery, the brothers next to him immediately typed "666" as well.

"Tch, what's so special about that? I even dared to play around in the homeroom teacher's class before!" He said this, his voice seemed a bit loud, and the homeroom teacher, who was arranging seats in front, could vaguely hear him.

He glared at the source of the sound and looked up. There were several boys craning their necks to look at someone. When they got closer, they realized it was Wang Xu playing a game on his phone.

A surge of anger immediately rose within him. He cursed the little bastard and then confiscated his phone.

"When! Where! Playing, playing, playing! I never bothered with you before, but now that the high school entrance exam is only a month away, can't you live like a human being?"

"I don't expect you to be a great student, but please don't cause any trouble. Can you just behave yourself?" With that, the homeroom teacher stuffed the cell phone he had just collected into his pocket and stormed off.

The people present all looked somewhat embarrassed, especially the boy whose phone had been confiscated. However, he had been scolded by teachers countless times over the past three years, so this was just another one. He quickly recovered and thought to himself, somewhat aggrievedly:

Damn it, I'm not going to school anymore after I graduate. You can only worry about me for a few more days. I'm going to go to work in the market as soon as I get back.

After thinking it over, he and the others next to him launched into a tirade against their homeroom teacher. Then, as if remembering something, he casually asked them, "By the way, what are your plans after the high school entrance exam?"

"Yes, my sister said she's going to take me to Pudong for a few days."

"I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about my plans for the future, what I'll do after graduation."

"What else can I do but go to high school? I applied to Hongtu High School. If I can get in, I'll go. If I can't, I'll have to repeat a year. My family insists that I go to a regular high school. I think a regular high school is not as good as a vocational high school. I really don't want to repeat a year."

"Me too, but I applied to No. 2 Middle School. At least the tuition at No. 2 Middle School is lower than that of Hongtu Middle School."

"Give me a break. No. 2 Middle School is even harder to get into than Hongtu Middle School. Your grades aren't even as good as mine."

"Why bother with a regular high school? If you ask me, just apply to any high school and wait to go to a vocational school. I've already decided that if I don't get into the Experimental High School, I'll go study car repair."

"Haha, you even signed up for the lab, you're awesome."

"Hmph, if you ask me, what's the difference between regular high schools? I applied to the high school in Niubi Town, and I'll just find my wife there."

"Wow, you're the best!"

Listening to everyone's discussion about the future, Wang Xu felt inexplicably irritated. He frowned and suddenly shouted, "What's the point of going to school? What's the point of taking the exam for this damn high school? If you ask me, this damn pep rally is only for the two good classes and the top ten in the regular classes. What are we even here for? We might as well play games in the classroom, then my phone won't be confiscated."

As he spoke, he got up to leave, but on the way, a teacher questioned him about his whereabouts. He casually replied that he was going to the restroom, and the teacher also needed to go, so they were forced to go together.

When they got to the restroom, Wang Xu made an excuse that he needed to defecate, and then waited until the teacher left before coming out of the stall. After glancing at the empty restroom, he thought for a moment, then turned back to the stall, took out a cigarette, and started smoking.

"Damn it, are students with bad grades not students? The seating arrangement is the same; the worse the grades, the further back they sit."

After finishing his cigarette and venting his frustration, Wang Xu originally planned to go straight back to the classroom. But then he thought that if the homeroom teacher saw that he wasn't in his seat, she might get angry and refuse to give him his phone back. So he had no choice but to angrily return to his seat.

He had just returned and sat down when, coincidentally, the pep rally officially began. Led by a portly male teacher, the principal was the first to give a speech.

After listening patiently for a while, Wang Xu realized that the other person had been muttering for a long time, but the core meaning was just two things.

First of all, the high school entrance exam is coming soon, and everyone needs to work twice as hard as usual.

Secondly, outstanding students, represented by Chen Bing, brought Baishi No. 1 Middle School its final glory over these three years.

I knew it; throughout the entire speech, I didn't hear a single thing related to myself. Anyway, he was just part of the atmosphere-building team, there to add some excitement to the rally and to serve as a foil to the good students; he himself was nothing.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel indignant again. He didn't want to listen to the old man's rambling anymore, so he patted the man in front of him on the shoulder, wanting to chat with him to pass the time.

The man seemed quite willing, and soon the two were chatting quietly.

Time always flies when you're chatting. Before we knew it, the principal's speech was over, and the next speaker was a faculty and staff representative.

Looking at the beautiful teacher walking onto the stage, Wang Xu vaguely remembered that she was the teacher of the honors class. Regardless of her teaching ability, she was definitely very beautiful.

Moreover, I remember once in the second year of junior high, she substituted for my class. She taught the whole class very seriously and didn't look down on her class at all. During the class, she even asked me a question, and when I couldn't answer it, she gently guided me to the answer.

In short, she's a teacher with a great personality, and I wish I could marry a factory worker with a personality like that someday.

With this thought in mind, he crossed his arms and listened briefly to what the beautiful teacher was saying.

Overall, it encourages students to study hard and rest well in the remaining month and strive for good grades, but there is no separation between students with good and bad grades throughout the document.

At the end, he specifically emphasized that character is even more important, hoping that everyone not only learned knowledge in these three years, but more importantly, learned how to be a person.

After hearing this, Wang Xu finally felt a little better, and his opinion of the teacher improved.

After the teacher representative finished speaking, the teacher in charge said a few words and then invited the student representative to come up on stage to speak.

Upon hearing this, for some reason, even though he knew it couldn't be him, Wang Xu still felt a surge of nervousness and anticipation.

After all, they are student representatives, and I believe that no one hasn't dreamed of this during their student days.

Unfortunately, there is usually only one student representative, and most people don't even know the selection criteria, so they miss out on the opportunity forever.

(I didn't wake up until 2 PM today...)