As the time got closer to nine o'clock in the morning, the number of parents of students gathered outside Ruxu No. 2 Middle School increased. In order to prevent any accidents, two police cars drove up and several uncles in hats got out of the cars and stood by, ready for action.

Zhang's mother naturally didn't care about all this. Her family was an honest family and didn't do anything illegal or criminal, so she was naturally indifferent to all this.

Moreover, Zhang's mother was surrounded by several parents and was happily chatting about Zhang Li's grades. How could she care about what was happening at the gate of No. 2 Middle School not far away?

"I tell you, for a child to go to school, besides learning on his own, the most important thing is to find a good teacher!"

Seeing that her daughter was only one step away from success, Zhang's mother was in a good mood and naturally did not hesitate to share, "Although my daughter's grades are so good now, she only scored 510 points when she took the college entrance examination at this time last year, and she couldn't even get into a third-tier university!"

"Hey, sister, your daughter is a repeater?" When the woman heard that Zhang's mother's daughter Zhang Li only scored 510 points last year, she immediately became a little skeptical about what Zhang's mother said, and her eyes were filled with suspicion and disdain when she looked at Zhang's mother.

Last year, she scored 510 points. Given her level, you said your daughter could score over 600 points this year? And she is repeating in a place like No. 2 Middle School. Who would believe that?!

If you had said that your daughter was repeating a grade in a place like Ruxu Middle School or Ruxu No. 1 Middle School, I would have believed it even if I had pinched my nose!

But the second middle school...

As if she saw the doubt in the elder sister's eyes, Zhang's mother said disdainfully, "Yes, a repeater. So I tell you, elder sister, this is the necessity of a good teacher!"

"My daughter's head teacher, hey, the book he teaches is really good, and he teaches their class well! You don't know, in my daughter's class, I dare to guarantee that the worst one will get a first-class score in this college entrance examination!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the people around them started talking.

"Oh my, is this true? It's getting more and more outrageous, and the whole class is in the same class."

"That's right, the more you talk, the more outrageous it gets. Even Taocheng Middle School doesn't dare to brag like that!"

"Big sister, it's fine if you just brag about your daughter's grades, but there's no need to brag about her class teacher as well!"

"Guess whether we believe it or not? Unless you can prove it to us!"

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Seeing that no one believed her, Zhang's mother was not angry. She smiled coldly and sneered, "I lied to you? By saying this, can I cheat you out of your money or something?"

"Believe it or not, that's fine. What does it have to do with me? How dare you prove it to me?"

"Why don't you go and find out for yourself whether what I said is true or not? My daughter's homeroom teacher is Zhou Yu. There is a liberal arts class in the senior year of No. 2 Middle School called the Rocket Class. This class was taught by Teacher Zhou!"

"Not to mention No. 2 Middle School, even in other schools, they are all well-known! You can find out whether what I said is true by asking the teachers and principals of your children's schools!"

Zhang's mother didn't know whether the parents who were there to watch the fun believed it or not, but many of them had secretly memorized Zhou Yu's name and planned to go back and ask someone to find out what was going on.

Under the deliberate guidance of someone with ulterior motives, everyone stopped talking about the topic about Zhou Yu and turned to other issues.

As they were chatting, everyone heard a commotion at the gate of No. 2 Middle School not far away. Seeing that there was something exciting going on, the crowd quickly gathered over.

"What's going on?" a curious person asked.

On the other hand, there was one who was more knowledgeable and responded nonchalantly, "What else can it be? It's probably another student who is late. If this student comes at the last minute, they will definitely not let him in!"

Sure enough, after a while, several uncles in uniform came supporting a middle-aged woman who was covered in dust and looked like she had fainted, and next to her was a little girl who was also crying uncontrollably.

"Oh my, this kind of thing happens every year. How can these people be more careful and not be qualified to be parents?"

"That's right. You said you were late and the exam had already started. How could they let you in? And you rolled on the ground, begging them to let your child in?! If they did that, you'd give up your job?!"

"With such a delay, the child's three years of hard work are gone! If throwing a tantrum is of any use, what were you doing before?!" A busybody was discussing what had just happened with the people around him, and followed the uniformed uncle to walk away, as if he was determined to join in the fun to the end.

Zhang's mother and her group of people figured out the whole thing from a few words from others, and immediately started criticizing the student's parents.

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Many candidates in the examination room of No. 2 Middle School, including Zhang Li, were naturally unaware of what happened at the school gate. Even if Zhang Li knew about it, she would not be surprised.

It is true that similar news comes out every year, and everyone has become desensitized to the point where it doesn’t matter anymore. At most, when seeing this kind of news, they will casually say, “Oh, this kind of thing happened again?”

"Before answering the questions, please be sure to fill in your name and seat number in the standard places on the test paper and answer sheet. In addition, all candidates must pay attention to carefully check whether the name and seat number pasted on the answer sheet are consistent with your own name and seat number..."

In the examination room, when the examiners heard the bell ringing indicating that the examination was about to begin, the two deputy invigilators distributed the examination papers on both sides of the seats. The teacher who was the main invigilator stood on the podium and loudly recited the examination room rules and precautions.

After the test paper is distributed, candidates are not allowed to start writing immediately. Even if they want to start writing, they dare not act rashly under the supervision of the examiner.

It is really not worth it to risk violating the rules and having your ticket forcibly collected just to grab a minute or two.

Therefore, unless these candidates have a bad brain, basically no one would do such a thing.

Therefore, after receiving the test paper, all the candidates strictly abided by the examination room discipline and did not start writing immediately. Instead, after filling in their personal information, they browsed the test questions on the test paper.

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