If she intervenes, there will inevitably be some trouble later.

As soon as the National Day holiday ended, Xu Qingluo returned to work.

And the students also had their first monthly exam!

The students were extremely nervous because they had heard from their seniors that the monthly exam results were related to their credits and even more so to graduation.

Xu Qingluo looked at the nervous and sweaty students below and spoke a few words to comfort them.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a monthly exam."

“Take a baseline test.”

“The teachers will know how your learning progress is.”

After hearing Xu Qingluo's words, the students felt less nervous.

But there are also many students who are afraid that they will not be qualified.

Although these two classes of students have reaped the benefits of the times, they are indeed lacking in professional foundation.

Without seniors leading the way, they could only rely on themselves to explore and learn with the guidance of their teachers.

But no matter how much the teachers care, they cannot change the current reality.

So teachers can only give make-up lessons again and again.

Just in the first month of school, the schedules of several teachers are full.

Even the self-study classes are used to answer students' questions.

"Teacher Xu, if I fail, do I need to retake the exam?"

"Of course."

"Okay, don't think too much about the exam."

“Pay attention to it.”

"Put away everything that is not related to the exam."

As soon as Xu Qingluo finished speaking, the students stopped talking.

They put their schoolbags in the drawers and sat in their seats waiting for the test papers to be distributed according to their seats.

"The exam begins."

When the bell rang, students picked up their pens and started working hard.

Xu Qingluo walked slowly in the classroom, supervising the exam.

Time passed minute by minute, and the one-day baseline test was successfully completed.

Xu Qingluo took the test paper back to the office to correct it.

“This year’s students have a very poor foundation.”

Teacher Fang couldn't help but sigh when looking at the students' test papers.

The two old professors heard her and walked over to take a look.

"Compared to their seniors, it's pretty good."

Xu Qingluo smiled and joked that Teacher Fang had never taught the first class of students, and the students in the previous class not only had a poor foundation, but had no foundation at all.

"It's indeed better than their seniors."

Teacher Fang was a little surprised when he heard what they said.

According to what they said, how poor was the foundation of the first batch of students?

“Are the first batch of students really that bad?”

When the two old professors heard what Teacher Fang said, they smiled and recalled with Teacher Fang the days when the university was just restored.

"It's not that it's bad, it's that it has no foundation."

“Universities had just been restored at that time.”

“They also have nowhere to go to learn.”

“Choosing a major depends entirely on interest and scores.”

"For the students of this year, we are lucky to have seniors leading the way."

"Take your time, it will get better and better."

The two old professors advised Teacher Fang that the country needed time to develop and they could not be impatient.

They believe that as long as the country needs talents, future students will become better and better and will become more and more clear about their own ways.

Teacher Fang nodded, and the teachers continued to mark the papers.

The teachers took the test papers that they could not finish grading before the end of get off work back home and continued to work on them.

Xu Qingluo finished grading the test papers in her hand at 12 o'clock in the evening, and it was already past eight o'clock when she returned home.

Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan had already taken a bath, applied face cream, and were sitting on the bed reading a story while waiting for her.

There are two little people sitting on the big bed, they look so cute no matter how you look at them.

"Xiao Luo, have you eaten?"

When Zhou's mother saw her come back, she asked hurriedly.

If she said she didn't eat, Zhou's mother would rush to the kitchen to make noodles for her the next second.