The rumor has been clarified, why did Zhou Xiu want to transfer schools?
Is it because they didn't behave well enough during this period and didn't help her in the first place?
Except for a few classmates who usually get along well with Zhou Xiu, the rest of the classmates had doubts and struggles in their hearts when they saw this post, but they still believed her in the end.
The thick review material in the drawer has not been finished yet, the grades of Class 24 have not reached their peak, and they have not been able to make all the teachers take them seriously with their grades. Even the goal of making progress together next time has not been achieved.
How could Zhou Xiu leave?
The famous saying on the blackboard every day is still "Believe in the power of hard work". The poor students in Class 24 have witnessed the power of Zhou Xiu's hard work, but she has not had the chance to witness the power of their hard work.
Zhou Xiu, how can you just leave like that?
Huaxu was so shocked by the news that he was speechless and his mind was still in a daze. She never knew that Zhou Xiu was going to drop out of school.
Xu Qing looked at Zhou Xiu and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
After a long silence, he asked Zhou Xiu: "Can you not transfer schools?"
The flag-raising morning meeting was over and the bell for the first class soon rang.
The head teacher walked into the classroom. She had two consecutive classes. She finished one class and assigned an English homework in the other class, which was to choose one of two essay questions.
One is New Year, the other is childhood. Her only request was that the composition should not be written like the English composition for the college entrance examination. After all, most of the students in the class would not take the college entrance examination. Training students to write in a template-based way is of no use to students in Class 24.
Zhou Xiu finished both composition questions as usual.
After Zhou Xiu finished writing, she handed the homework to Huaxu and went to the toilet. The highlight is that I was just selected as the English class representative in the new semester.
Zhou Xiu's composition was placed on her desk. Yu Qingyan, who came to chat with Huaxu, accidentally glanced at Zhou Xiu's composition.
Although Zhou Xiu's English writing is not good and her handwriting is clumsy, unlike her classmates who can write beautiful cursive English, her handwriting is neat and tidy.
Zhou Xiu's choice of words and sentences was very simple, and Yu Qingyan finished reading it quickly.
"During the New Year, the village would set off fireworks and firecrackers, and every household would make glutinous rice cakes and rice cakes to eat. My parents are very good at cooking, and they can make the most delicious taro braised pork. One year during the Spring Festival, my father went out to cook for others and came back late, so we spent the whole year hungry..."
"The biggest impression my childhood left on me was hunger and injustice. Life was so hard that it made people lose their courage... I didn't understand why I encountered so much injustice, but when I grew up, I realized that I had to work harder and go further and wider, and these injustices would gradually disappear..."
After reading the composition, Yu Qingyan fell silent. I don’t know what she was thinking about, but her eyes couldn’t help but become sore.
Huaxu handed Yu Qingyan a napkin and took a few glances at it. In less than three minutes, she finished reading Zhou Xiu's composition.
After Zhou Xiu left the classroom, the classmates began to discuss among themselves, "She will probably go to No. 4 Middle School."
"I actually don't really understand why Zhou Xiu wants to leave."
"I don't think she cares much about our class." said poor student A.
"You think she doesn't care, but I think she cares a lot. Do you have any conscience? How did you get your grades up? Your %￥@#￥&——"
Poor student A was convinced by poor student B, and the topic returned to the starting point, so the question is: "Why did Zhou Xiu want to transfer schools?"
These second-generation rich kids really couldn't understand. They wouldn't realize that Zhou Xiu wanted to transfer schools because of financial pressure. Just like a casual meal for them would cost four figures, and it was Zhou Xiu's monthly food allowance.
Huaxu and Yu Qingyan understood after reading Zhou Xiu's composition.
"Stop arguing. What are you arguing about? Can you keep people here just by arguing for a few times?" Huaxu said speechlessly.
Yu Qingyan said slowly: "Have you read the post carefully? Zhou Xiu's family is indeed very poor..."
The poor students who were in fierce ideological struggle and immersed in the reluctance to leave were all shocked.
Du Feiyang stuttered, "Just because of this?"
Even if Du Feiyang was beaten to death, he probably wouldn't believe it.
"Then I, I, I am willing to sponsor Zhou Xiu's tuition. My parents also do these things on a regular basis." A poor student suddenly said.
A thought slowly emerged in the minds of the poor students: money is not a problem, the biggest problem is that Zhou Xiu is gone!
Zhou Xiu inspired their fighting spirit to study and helped them improve their grades bit by bit. Her existence was to encourage every poor student to work hard to counterattack and believe in themselves.
This is much more useful than those dry tutors at home who just say "study hard and make progress every day". Where can you find such good classmates?
As soon as the poor student finished speaking, Yu Qingyan slapped him on the forehead, "What nonsense are you talking about? Have you really read the post carefully? Does Xiuxiu need your financial support?"
"Xiu Xiu even refused Mrs. Xi's offer of funding," said Lan Xin.
The students who were discussing heatedly just now suddenly became quiet. The classroom was completely silent. After a long time, a classmate asked in confusion:
"That shouldn't be the case. According to Zhou Xiu's grades, even if the scholarship is not enough to cover the tuition, there are still grants."
What about her scholarship?
Yu Qingyan and Lan Xin reacted and quickly ran to the grade group office.
…
After going to the bathroom, Zhou Xiu returned to the classroom and found some more small things in her drawer.
There is a box of milk, a piece of chocolate, a box of pen refills, and a stack of yearbooks. There are colorful sticky notes on it.
"If you are tired from doing homework, drink some milk and take a rest! ——^_^"
"I'm sorry you've been wronged. I heard chocolate can make you feel better. Would you like to try one? (*▽*)"
"Zhou Xiu, you can't leave until you finish this box of refills! Okay...even if you want to leave, I will still miss you."
"If you really want to transfer schools/grievance.jpg, then please help us finish writing the yearbook before you leave TvT"
Picking up a stack of yearbooks of different colors and sizes, Zhou Xiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After being amused, she was silent for a while. She raised her head and caught a lot of nervous and cautious gazes. She quickly lowered her head, took out a fountain pen and started writing.
The system hesitated for a while and said: [It’s okay if you don’t transfer schools. 】
It feels that the school's atmosphere is not good. It uses a critical eye to see that its teachers are not top-notch, the learning atmosphere is not strong enough, and sometimes they like to compare and show off their wealth. Out of consideration for the sensitive feelings of adolescent girls...
Maybe it would be a good idea to go to the super key high school No. 4.
The system accepted Zhou Xiu's transfer application and prepared to contact No. 4 Middle School on her behalf.
But it seemed to have overlooked Zhou Xiu's subjective feelings. It understood very early on that Zhou Xiu was not someone who was easily influenced by the environment.
It was silent for a while, then told the truth: [I have money, I——]
I contracted several national treasuries.
The system rarely wants to reveal the truth, and the poor students it supports are always worried about having no money to spend. But before it could finish its words, the head teacher came to the door of Class 24, panting, and said, "Zhou Xiu, come out to my office."
Zhou Xiu stood up confused and went to the head teacher's office.
…
Lan Xin and Yu Qingyan went to the head teacher's office to explain the situation to Miss Li.
Miss Li was a little surprised after hearing what the student said. She thought Zhou Xiu was angry about the rumors and thought that the school atmosphere was not good enough, so she transferred to another school.
But on second thought, it seems that this is expected.
The head teacher couldn't help but express regret. She was also wondering why Zhou Xiu didn't have a scholarship yet?
Old Wang from next door was barely able to catch his breath when he heard that Zhou Xiu had not given up the idea of transferring schools. He stood up and walked to the principal's office in a disorderly and aggressive manner.
The last time Teacher He went to the principal's office, the principal was on vacation and they came to nothing. But now the principal should be back.
This time, Teacher He also hurriedly left the office and ran to the principal's office with an angry look on his face.
So, the principal, who had just returned from vacation and was conscientiously handling official business, looked up and saw the two teachers looking at him. He asked kindly:
"Teachers, what's going on?"
Teacher He said angrily: "Principal, have you read the email I wrote to you?"
The principal scrolled slightly and found Teacher He's email among hundreds of emails.
"Teacher He, please wait a moment. I--" Can you check the email?
The principal was interrupted anxiously by Teacher Wang before he could finish his words.
Lao Wang was so anxious that he glared and couldn't help but snorted, "I can't wait, my student is going to transfer to another school tomorrow."
"Didn't I tell you that you must not allow Zhou Xiu to transfer schools?" Teacher He asked.
"She has transferred away. Who will guarantee the results of this year's math league?" Lao Wang looked angry.
"She transferred away, and I have no way to explain to the biology group!" Teacher He looked anxious.
"Our school has not had any results in the biology competition for several years. It's rare to have a student who can get first place..."
"There are so many talented math contestants in No. 4 Middle School, but we can't train top students, and we can't even keep the top students."
Lao Wang and Teacher He spoke one sentence at a time, becoming more and more anxious.
Isn’t it just that you can’t afford the tuition? They all want to pay out of their own pockets.
"Her family is in financial difficulty. If the school is willing to waive tuition fees or provide scholarships, she will not leave Yude."
The principal thought it was a serious matter. After a long time, it turned out that a top student transferred to another school due to financial difficulties, which caused dissatisfaction among the two teachers.
Although I don’t know what kind of disadvantaged student Zhou Xiu is, but since her situation is so difficult and two teachers are willing to endorse her, her grades must be pretty good.
The principal listened to the explanation with a friendly expression. He then asked in confusion, "Students with good grades should receive scholarships, right?"
He asked his assistant, who pulled up Zhou Xiu's grades and reviewed them: "She really doesn't have a scholarship. Her application was stuck because some of her materials didn't meet the requirements."
The principal said without hesitation: "Then let's exempt this student from tuition and miscellaneous fees from this semester, and give her a scholarship as well."
The principal's office assistant quickly handled the task and refunded Zhou Xiu's tuition and fees paid this semester to her account.
The office of the second grade group.
At this moment, the head teacher solemnly asked Zhou Xiu: "Are you willing to write another scholarship application?"
"I will try my best to help you get a scholarship this time. If you don't get it, the teacher will also try his best to help you solve the problem-"
Before Miss Li finished her words, several dark heads popped in from outside the office, staring at Zhou Xiu eagerly. Xu Qing was looking at her, the behind-the-scenes footage was looking at her, and Yuan Ruoyi was also looking at her.
Zhou Xiu was stunned. She didn't expect to be asked to stay like this.
Facing those gazes, her heart felt shaken. Zhou Xiu hesitated for a while, pursed her lips and whispered: "Thank you, teacher, I like this class too."
"I won't go to No. 1 Middle School anymore." Zhou Xiu said with difficulty.
The head teacher took out a scholarship application and handed it to Zhou Xiu, asking her to write it.
At the same time, Zhou Xiu's cell phone vibrated violently.
Zhou Xiu opened her cell phone and saw that it was a text message from the school's administrative affairs office.
"Dear Zhou Xiu: Hello, starting from this semester, you will receive the 'Hongzhi' scholarship from the school, as well as the qualification for tuition and miscellaneous fee reduction. The scholarship will be paid into your account on the 1st of each month, and your tuition and miscellaneous fees for this semester will be refunded to your account ending in 8612 within three working days, so please check it.
There will always be a time to ride on the wind and waves, and set sail to cross the vast ocean. I wish Zhou Xiu progress in her studies! ”
"Your account number ending in 8612 received RMB 58,371 in online payment on April 10. The balance after the transaction is ***** [Bank of China]"
Zhou Xiu was stunned by such a large sum of money, and a question slowly appeared on her face: "???"
If Zhou Xiu had not been named in the text message, she would probably have mistakenly thought that the school finance department had transferred the wrong amount of money.
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