Chapter 3030 [Two updates in one]
They really have no impression of this name. As English teachers, if the English score in the high school entrance examination is outstanding, and the scores of other subjects are all above the first-class line, it is unreasonable for them to have no impression at all.
"Do you have any impression?" The teacher who was holding the test paper moved the test paper to the teacher next to him. The teacher next to him also taught the first-year high school students this year. Hearing this, he also shook his head and continued to correct the test papers of his class. The
female teacher who took the test paper put it back, smiled and shook her head and said: "A full score doesn't mean anything. The test score should be calculated as an average. The school has just started, and you are bragging. When the monthly test results come out, if you don't get first place..." The female teacher couldn't help but laugh.
Teacher Wang looked proud, leaning back in his chair, holding the cup of water with Sterculia lychnophora in it, blowing on the non-existent tea leaves on it, taking a sip, and looking at the English teacher of the experimental class, he boasted, "Not bad, right?"
The English teacher of the experimental class and the elite class was the same person, and he smiled and said, "It's useless to have good grades in only one subject, the college entrance examination looks at the total score."
This student was able to get full marks in English, but was unable to enter the experimental class or the elite class, which also explains the problem.
Seeing the excitement, the other English teachers encouraged one after another, "Then you can compare, and see whether your class has better grades or theirs in the next monthly exam."
They were setting a trap for Teacher Wang.
The parallel class and the experimental class and the elite class compare grades? If they can compare, then why divide them into experimental class, elite class, and parallel class?
Another teacher clapped his hands and said, "Didn't he say that his goal was to be the first in the grade? Teacher Liu, just compete with him in a single subject!"
"Yes, yes, yes, let's compete in a single subject!"
Teacher Liu was not fooled by them. Hearing this, he said, "What's the point of only our three classes competing? We should compete together!" He asked Teacher Wang, "Teacher Wang, aren't you right?"
The two people who were just competing immediately stood on the same front. "That's right, although my goal is to be the first in the grade, you guys shouldn't give up so quickly, right?" He deliberately said contemptuously, "Well, you guys are just barely strong, but you can still give it a try."
The other teachers in the English group were so angry that they rolled up their test papers and wanted to hit him.
For a moment, the office was filled with laughter.
In fact, Teacher Wang was also very puzzled. Why did someone who scored full marks in English in the pre-school test have such average English scores in the high school entrance examination, while her scores in other liberal arts subjects were outstanding.
He looked at her high school entrance examination results and found that she was just barely qualified to enter No. 1 Middle School.
He didn't think too much about it. After grading the test papers, he still had the leisure to take a cup of tea and hang out with other teachers in Class 3 to ask them how the grading of the test papers was going.
Other teachers were not as idle as him. They had more than one class to teach. Some of them also taught classes for the second and third year students. They had heavy teaching tasks, a lot of homework, and a lot of test papers. They were so busy that their heads were almost bald.
Teacher Wang turned around and returned to his office with a smile. He glanced at his watch. Two minutes before the bell rang, he had already taken the test paper and walked to the teaching building. When he was less than fifty meters away from the classroom door, the bell rang.
He was wearing a gray shirt, holding a stack of test papers and English books in his hands, and his hair was combed neatly.
Some students who were chatting in the corridor jumped back to their seats like frightened bunnies the moment they saw the head teacher.
"Very good." Teacher Wang glanced around with satisfaction, then spoke fluent English again, handed the test paper to the English class representative, and told him in English to distribute the test papers to the group leaders, who would then hand them out one by one.
He didn't speak fast, and even spoke a little slowly to take care of the new students.
Even if many people couldn't understand him, they could roughly understand what he wanted to express by just looking at his body movements.
Seeing that the English class representative understood what he meant and distributed the test papers to the group leaders of the four groups, he translated what he had just said into Chinese again, focusing on the new words in the translation, and said: "I will only translate the same words for you when the new students start school. You will have to remember them by yourselves in the future." He looked around and said: "You don't need me to translate every time, right?"
Some students in the class answered: "No." Some students answered: "Yes..."
"Students who need it should think about why you still need to translate after I have translated it several times."
Teacher Wang actually used this method deliberately to train students' ears and exercise their listening skills.
After all the test papers were distributed, Jiang Qi found that his test paper was not distributed.
Teacher Wang is about 1.8 meters tall and looks quite strong, weighing about 150-160 kilograms, with the sleeves of his shirt rolled up to his forearms.
He is tall to begin with, and there is a 15-centimeter-high wooden board under the podium, and in front of the board is the podium.
His hands are resting on the podium leisurely, with a test paper spread out between his palms.
He looks down and asks, "Who else hasn't received their test paper?"
Jiang Xi, who is sitting in the third row of the second group, raises his hand.
"Jiang Xi, right?" The corners of Teacher Wang's lips are raised, forming a very obvious arc, but it's hard to tell whether he is smiling or just pretending to smile.
He looked at Jiang Xi's short hair, picked up the test paper on the podium, nodded and praised: "Not bad, the only one in our class who got full marks in the test, I hope you can keep it up."
Then he walked down the podium, handed the test paper to Jiang Xi in person, praised him in English, and then returned to the podium and spoke the opening words of the class in English.
The class was basically all in English. Fortunately, what he said did not deviate from the content of the textbook to be learned today. Every sentence revolved around the new words in the textbook. When talking about some new words that were not in the textbook, he would first use body language to help students strengthen their understanding, and then translate it into Chinese to let the students know the meaning of the new words he just said, and repeat it to emphasize.
When answering questions, he would also ask students to speak English. Even though many students had strong local accents, Teacher Wang would encourage them to speak and say that they spoke very well, and then correct their pronunciation.
After a class, the students in the class couldn't help but like the new head teacher. The
new head teacher would not keep the class over. When the bell rang, he would pack up his books, give a few instructions and leave.
After a week of military training, the students in each dormitory basically knew each other, except for Room 610, where everyone was still unfamiliar with each other.
Jiang Xi's new deskmate, Xu Xiuli, gently poked Jiang Xi's arm: "Can you let me see your test paper?"
Xu Xiuli has almond-shaped eyes and a short ponytail. She has grown into a young girl. She looks much taller than Jiang Xi, but when she was queuing, she was only a little taller than Jiang Xi. So she became Jiang Xi's deskmate.
Jiang Xi casually put the test paper next to Xu Xiuli, and Xu Xiuli quietly picked up her test paper and looked at it. Then the students at the table behind them also stood up and leaned over to look. Some people even walked directly to Xu Xiuli's table and stretched their heads to look. Soon, a circle of people surrounded Xu Xiuli and Jiang Xi's table.
Seeing so many people coming over to look, the English class representative who was embarrassed to look also came over. Relying on the height advantage of boys, he stood at the outermost circle, tiptoed and stretched his neck.
In fact, in this baseline test, he scored 90 points out of 100, ranking second in the class. It’s
not like there weren’t people in the class who reviewed the freshman textbooks during the summer vacation, but most of them focused on math, physics, and chemistry. Even if they reviewed liberal arts, they reviewed Chinese, not English.
And the test papers for this initial test were difficult.
But with the bonus of high school knowledge, Jiang Xi was able to get full marks, which was really surprising and amazing.
The other two roommates in Dormitory 610 looked at each other, and they didn’t seem surprised at all.
Just when everyone in Dormitory 610 thought that Jiang Xi was a test king and a top student, in the next few subjects, Jiang Xi’s test scores returned to normal levels and were not that outstanding.
Although Jiang Xi said that she had studied some knowledge in the summer vacation, she had to harvest rice, cook, do housework, catch lobsters, sell lobsters, and write articles. She didn't have much time to study. She had to make sure she had tuition fees when school started, so she focused on making money.
However, in this test, she got most of the high school knowledge points right. On the contrary, she couldn't remember some questions that the teacher thought should not be wrong because she had been away from the textbook for too long. She got some of them right and some wrong, so her grades were not ideal.
When the teacher came to hand out the papers, she specifically mentioned: "Hey? Some students in our class got all the high school knowledge points correct on the papers, but got the junior high school knowledge points wrong. This also shows one thing. During the summer vacation at home, she previewed the high school textbooks, but her junior high school foundation was too poor. She got some questions that she shouldn't have gotten wrong and points that shouldn't have been deducted wrong!"
Jiang Xi looked at the teacher with her big, clear eyes, as if the teacher was not talking about her. When the teacher looked over, she smiled at the teacher.
Jiang Xi didn't care about this at first, and the other students in Class 3 didn't care either. After all, except for English, Jiang Xi's other subjects were quite lagging behind, and they didn't feel as amazing as the first English class.
But Jiang Xi still became famous.
The reason for his fame is that the English teachers in other classes are not human.
No matter how they laugh and joke in the office, once they leave the office, these teachers will turn into serious teachers who rack their brains to find ways to motivate their students to study hard.
So these teachers all have serious faces, especially the English teachers of the experimental class and the sharp knife class, these two classes have the same person.
He walked into the class he taught with the test paper in his hand, and after handing out the test papers one by one, he said in a deep voice: "In this baseline test, there are eight people in the whole grade who scored more than 90 points, but only one person scored full marks." The
class suddenly became noisy, and everyone looked at each other to see who scored full marks.
After looking around, Teacher Liu said, "Don't guess, it's not from our Class 1."
The students in Class 1 immediately guessed that it was from Class 2.
Teacher Liu said angrily: "Why should I be angry when he's from Class 2? I teach Class 2 as well."
He pretended to be angry, and indeed he was a little disappointed. He pointed in the direction of Class 3 next door and said: "Teacher Wang from Class 3 dared to speak nonsense in front of the class on the first day of school. He said that he didn't care about other subjects
of the senior students, but the English score must be the first in the whole grade! It's obvious that he doesn't take us, Class 1 and Class 2, seriously?" "As an English teacher who teaches the two best and most outstanding classes in the school, would I accept that? I would fight him back on the spot!"
"What a result! It's not even two days since I laughed at him, but the only student in the whole grade who got full marks in English is in Class 3!"
These words excited the students in Class 1 and Class 2, and their emotions were all over the place.
This is not the end. Teacher Liu said: "Teacher Wang from Class 3 wants to make a bet with me. He bets that in the monthly exam one month later, their class three must get first place in the grade." He slapped the podium and said: "He wants to get first place in the grade? Has he asked our experimental class?"
"Can we let them get first place?"
The students in the experimental class were filled with indignation: "No!"
Teacher Liu gave them a thumbs up: "I know you are ambitious!"
These words stimulated the students in the experimental class to study enthusiastically. They were all holding their breath and wanted to teach Class 3 a lesson in the monthly exam one month later.
The honor of the experimental class being first in the grade should not be violated.
When it came to the English class of Class 2, Teacher Liu used the same words to stimulate the students in Class 2 to study enthusiastically.
Teacher Liu then returned to the English department's office with a satisfied smile.
The English teachers of other classes were no less arrogant. The head teacher of Class 3 was so arrogant that he simply labeled Teacher Wang the villain of the grade. "A small full mark made Teacher Wang of Class 3 so arrogant that he dared to aim for the first place in the grade on the first day of school! Did he forget that we are not competing for one individual's score, but the average score! Even if Jiang Xi from Class 3 always gets full marks, what does it matter? As long as our whole class works hard and our average score can surpass theirs, they will not be able to take first place! Do you have confidence, students?"
These newly promoted freshmen were so excited that they shouted with all their might, "We have confidence!"
The teachers were satisfied, and the students of each class finally learned the name of 'Jiang Xi' from Class 3 on the second day of the official school opening.
Some people even walked to the corridor of Class 3 on purpose after class to see what the classmate who got full marks mentioned by the teacher looked like.
They didn’t know that the number one lackey under the villain boss Teacher Wang in their eyes didn’t do well in other subjects.
But the teachers didn’t care. Class 3 had such a good hatred value that it would be a waste if they didn’t improve it.
They went back to the office and told Teacher Wang about it. Teacher Wang didn’t care either. Instead, he said with high spirits: “Then let’s compete!”
The next day, these teachers went to the class again and said: “Teacher Wang from Class 3 said so, let’s compete! He’s challenging us! If we let him win this time, we won’t be able to hold our heads up in the future. You all should study hard. I don’t care about other classes, but Class 3 must be suppressed by me!”
These young and energetic freshmen were excited again.
The security guard refused to help, and Wang Yong didn't know Jiang Xi's specific class, so he had to do as the security guard said and wait for Xi Meng to pick up her letter. As a result, everyone else's letter was taken away one after another, and only Xi Meng's letter, with such large letters, was left hanging there, and no one came to pick it up.
The security guard said, "This Jiang Meng must be a boarding student. Every time the day students come out, they can see their names at a glance. Only boarding students are not allowed to go out. Many students don't even go to the school gate."
Hearing the security guard say this, Wang Yong thought he would have to wait for a long time, but he had a press pass after all, and waiting was not his style, so he asked the day students who came back from evening self-study one by one, thinking that among so many day students, there must be one who is in the same class as Jiang Meng?
Unexpectedly, the first person he asked knew Jiang Meng.
"Jiang Meng? Are you talking about the third class?"
"Ah? Do you know him?" A huge surprise enveloped Wang Yong.
"I don't know him." The student who was asked shook his head: "I only know that there is a student named Jiang Xi in Class 3."
Their English teacher had a good time talking to him today.
Wang Yong was afraid that the information was inaccurate, so he asked several other students, and everyone knew Jiang Xi.
Soon he found out that Jiang Xi had scored full marks in English in the pre-school test.
Wang Yong, who had finally found Jiang Xi's specific class, returned to the rental house. The next morning, he came to the security guard of No. 1 Middle School
and asked, "Uncle, can you help me call Jiang Xi from Class 3 of Grade 1?" Wang Yong had been wandering here for a week, and the security guard had gotten to know him. He asked with a smile, "Did you finally find out which class he is from?"
Wang Yong smiled and said, "I found out. It's Class 3 of Grade 1. Please help me call him."
The security guard did not refuse. He looked at the time and said, "They are still in morning reading at this time. I'll help you call him when the class is about to end. It's definitely not possible now."
So Wang Yong waited anxiously in the security room again.
After waiting for a long time until the morning reading was almost over, the security guard chased him out, locked the door, and ran to the first floor of the teaching building and stood at the door of Class 3.
Teacher Wang was sitting on the podium watching the students in the class doing morning reading. When he saw the security guard, he came out to ask what was going on.
The security guard said, "There is a young man from Guangzhou who has been looking for Jiang Xi in your class for several days. He has a work permit, a reporter's permit, a work certificate issued by his unit, and an ID card. I didn't see that he could tell me Jiang Xi's class, so I didn't let him in. Now that he has found her, let me call her out."
"From Guangzhou?" Teacher Wang frowned, raised his wrist to check the time, went back to the classroom, knocked on Jiang Xi's desk, and motioned her to come out.
Jiang Xi had just come out when the bell for the morning reading rang.
The security guard took a look at the girl with a shaved head, who looked nothing like the writer the young man had mentioned, and told her about the young man from Guangzhou who was looking for her.
Teacher Wang asked her, "Do you know about this? Do you know that person?"
Jiang Xi paused and said, "Yes."
Teacher Wang said seriously, "Come on, I'll go with you."
Now it is very popular to make pen pals, and Teacher Wang was afraid that it was a bad boy in society who came to seduce his students, so he had to go over and nip this in the bud!
Jiang Xi didn't want anyone to know that she was writing, so she stopped him and said, "Thank you, class teacher. I really know that person. I submitted manuscripts to some magazines to earn tuition fees before. He should be the editor of my magazine. He came to urge me to submit my manuscript." She shook her head a little embarrassedly. "I had military training last week and had no time to write. The editor must have thought that something happened to me and came to check on me."
The doorman seemed to have thought of something and said, "Oh, yes, there is a letter from classmate Jiang Xi, saying that it is a sample magazine that has been left with me for more than a week and no one has come to pick it up."
"Okay." Teacher Wang checked the time again and told Jiang Xi, "Don't leave the school. Come and tell me if you have any problems."
The security guard smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll watch over you."
Wang Yong was excited about seeing Teacher Ximeng, but then he was full of disbelief when he saw Jiang Xi. He even asked uncertainly, "Excuse me...are you Teacher Ximeng?"
Then he got a positive answer from the short, shaved-headed student in front of him, "Yes."
If others could see his inner fluctuations at this time, he would definitely be shouting crazily, "No! I don't believe it!"
But on the surface, he still handed out his work ID and a certificate issued by his unit in a serious manner and said, "I am Wang Yong, the editor of "Wuxia" magazine. I am here to discuss the contract and subsequent manuscripts with you. Are you free now?"
He meant to ask if they could go out to talk, but the security guard would never let Jiang Xi go out. He quickly brought out a small stool from the guard room, sat on it himself, and gave the table and two wooden chairs in the guard room to Wang Yong and Jiang Xi: "You can talk here, you can talk here, I won't disturb you, you talk."
Then he sat on the small stool, holding a teacup, and looked at the two of them with burning eyes.
Wang Yong had no choice but to take out the contract from his bag and handed it to Jiang Wei: "This is a contract, take a look. If you are willing to sign it, our royalties can be increased, but we also have certain requirements for the quantity and quality of subsequent manuscripts."
In the 1980s, the magazine commissioned articles based on passion and enthusiasm, and had no awareness of signing contracts. As a result, in the early 1990s, a large number of authors were poached by rival magazines, which suddenly caused the magazine to be vacant. Coupled with insufficient market assessment, they accumulated a large amount of inventory after entering the 1990s, which is still piled up in the warehouse. Since then, the magazine has been on a downward slope, and its market share has been swallowed up again and again.
But Wuxia Magazine is a large magazine after all. Its glory in the 1980s also accumulated a lot of funds for the magazine, which allowed them to sign contracts with authors. The contract was based on a certain number of words per thousand. However, this brought another hidden danger. After signing a contract of a thousand words, many authors began to procrastinate endlessly in order to make up the word count, and even ghostwriting appeared.
But this is also unavoidable at present. All they can do is to change from signing authors to signing authors' single works, and specify in the contract that it is linked to sales volume. The amount of sales volume is determined by the amount of manuscript fee per thousand words. If sales volume drops, the manuscript fee will also be reduced. The thousand-
word fee that Wuxia Magazine gave Jiang Qi for a single work is not low, 120 per thousand words.
This is really a sky-high price for newcomers.
The security guard was so dumbfounded when he heard this that he thought there was something wrong with his ears: "What the hell? How much is one thousand words?"
He didn't know much about one thousand words, he just heard one thousand words for one hundred and twenty or something like that. His monthly salary was only one hundred yuan, how could it be one hundred and twenty? One hundred and twenty yuan a month?
"Hey, wait a minute!" He stopped Wang Yong and stared at him warily: "Little classmate, this guy is probably a scammer, right? How could it be one hundred and twenty?"
Wang Yong was helpless, so he took out the magazine he brought with him and said to the security guard, "Grandpa, have you seen this? This is the journal of our magazine. Jiang Xi can write an article and send it to our magazine. We will publish it and Jiang Xi will get money. Do
you understand?" The security guard asked Jiang Xi again, "No need to go out? Just send in the article?" He glanced at the content of the magazine and said, "Isn't this the same as writing an essay?"
Wang Yong nodded vigorously, "No need to go out. Jiang Xi only needs to put the article into the big mailbox at the door at a fixed time every week. We will receive it, publish it, and send her money!"
The security guard nodded, "Oh, I see. You don't have to go out. You can continue." He sat back on the small bench in the security room.
Wang Yong said, "This is the price of this book. If we continue to cooperate, we can discuss the fees later."
Jiang Wu had no objection. After reading the contract word by word, she added a few more clauses for other copyrights. In addition to serialization in "Wu Xia", all other derivative copyrights such as publishing copyright, film and television copyright, and television drama copyright all belong to the author Jiang Wu himself.
People at that time did not have such a deep awareness of copyright. Wang Yong saw that it would not affect the serialization of her own magazine, so she naturally had no objection. After the serialized work became popular, it was normal for the magazine to publish it. However, Wang Yong still proposed that if a publisher came, "Wu Xia" magazine could have priority to represent Jiang Wu's publishing copyright.
Afterwards, the two signed the contract.
When signing the contract, Wang Yong remembered that Jiang Xi was not yet fourteen years old, and the contract had to be signed with her guardian.
After he told Jiang Xi about the situation, Jiang Xi calmly picked up a pen and signed her name: "Don't worry, I'm old enough."
In these days, household registration and age are confused. In order to let her go to work, her mother gave her an ID card with a sixteen-year-old name.
After everything was signed, Wang Yong asked Jiang Xi if she had any manuscripts saved. After learning that Jiang Xi had sent a 40,000-word manuscript on the day the military training ended, and now had another 15,000 words, Wang Yong was relieved. He told Jiang Xi the magazine's internal phone number and asked her to call him if she had any questions: "I'll be in Wucheng for a few more days. If you have a manuscript, you can give it to me first and I'll send it back to the magazine by express." He said: "You can bring me the manuscripts you write every day and I'll forward them for you."
He was also afraid that the magazine would leave the manuscripts unfinished, so he just wanted to get the manuscripts and send them by express delivery as soon as he could.
Jiang Xi did not hesitate and immediately returned to the classroom to hand over the manuscript she had written in the past few days to Wang Yong, "Give me the original manuscript after you transcribe it."
She was not afraid that Wang Yong would do anything with her manuscript of 15,000 words.
Wang Yong took out a pen and paper in the guard room and began transcribing it on the spot.
The security guard smiled at Jiang Xi and said, "Go have breakfast. I'll keep an eye on it for you. When he finishes writing, I'll send you the manuscript."
Jiang Xi also smiled and said, "Master, thank you so much. Judging from your temperament, you must have been a soldier when you were young, right?"
The security guard was immediately delighted: "You, a little girl, figured it out!"
As soon as Wang Yong finished copying the manuscript, she immediately sent it back to the magazine and called Director Li to report her gains: "The contract has been signed. Teacher Xi Meng said that a 40,000-word manuscript had been sent a few days ago, and I just sent another 15,000-word expedited version."
Director Li finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard what Wang Yong said.
Wang Yong mentioned that Ximeng was really a freshman in No. 1 Middle School. Director Li had known about this before. He said, "Since Ximeng can't leave the school, you should stay in Wucheng for the time being. The magazine will reimburse your expenses. I will also talk to the Finance Department about your regularization. Your salary will be 300 after regularization, and bonuses will be calculated separately."
Wang Yong was thinking about the staffing, but he also knew that his first priority was to arrange the work of Teacher Ximeng. Once he became the editor-in-chief of Teacher Ximeng and the magazine was doing well, his staffing would be indispensable.
Soon, a week passed, and the market feedback for the fourth issue came out. The first print run was one million, and there was no problem with sales. The Nanshi and Shanghai cities were still asking for more goods.
Soon, after the serialization of "Da Song" in "Wu Xia", the total monthly sales of "Wu Xia" magazine were also released. This