Seeing that the girl he had casually picked out was also so capable, Fang Anmin nodded to himself.
This year's student body is quite strong; their entrance exam scores are a significant improvement over previous years. And... these students aren't just good at academics.
After scanning the students in the class again, Fang Anmin stood on the podium and took out the entrance exam score sheet he carried with him from his pocket, preparing to roughly call out names and recognize these people.
"Now I'll call on someone, Chen Bing."
"Here." Chen Bing slowly raised his hand and spoke. After seeing Fang Anmin smile and nod at him, Chen Bing lowered his hand.
This is Chen Bing. She got full marks in all subjects on the entrance exam and knows Teacher Yun. She's a good student.
After retracting his friendly gesture, Fang Anmin continued reading: "Zhang Xinyu."
"Here, teacher." The pretty girl who had just handed out her military training uniform raised her hand, and Fang Anmin smiled and nodded at her. This girl was good; not only was she poised and confident, but her grades were also among the best in previous years.
"Shang Yunmiao".
"Here." Shang Yunmiao raised her hand, mimicking Chen Bing.
This time, Fang Anmin's smile was even more intense.
The first graduating class of Baishi No.1 Middle School consisted of two science and technology classes with 45 students each and eight regular classes with 55 students each. Among the total of 530 students, Shang Yunmiao's grades were only ranked 7th, but he still insisted on taking the class at the cost of giving up the second, third, fifth, and sixth place students.
As a seasoned homeroom teacher, Fang Anmin knew that the results of education were not only reflected on paper, but also in the minds of leaders. Shang Yunmiao served as the bridge between him and the leaders.
He knew this much: Yunxuan, the teacher who taught his class Chinese, was married to Shang Yunmiao's father, who was the director of the county education bureau's office.
Moreover, according to an old classmate in the Education Bureau, the other party had recently completed the qualification review by the higher authorities, and the deputy director would take office no later than a month later.
This presents both an opportunity and a risk.
Having the boss's daughter in your class might certainly bring you into the boss's sights. However, it's a double-edged sword. If you manage the class well, everyone's happy. But if you manage it poorly, the consequences will be doubled.
Fang Anmin is 47 years old this year. He has been a homeroom teacher for over 20 years and has also reached the position of director of the political education department at the school. Logically speaking, he could just muddle through the rest of his career. But the ambition he had when he was young has not been lost. Putting aside everything else, if he could become the principal of Baishi No. 1 Middle School before retirement, his retirement benefits would be much better than they are now.
After imagining his happy life after retirement, Fang Anmin suddenly decided that night to work hard for another three years.
Therefore, he swallowed his pride and snatched Shang Yunmiao from the principal and Teacher Zhang of Class Two. Based on the above, although Shang Yunmiao's grades were not as good as the previous two students, he still gave her the utmost enthusiasm.
However, his enthusiasm seemed a bit strange to his classmates.
Fortunately, this enthusiastic old face didn't last long, and Fang Anmin turned to reading the next name.
"Wenxin".
“Here.” A girl wearing thick glasses, who looked delicate and frail, raised her hand.
"Ma Lele".
"arrive."
...
After reading out the names of more than twenty people, Fang Anmin took a sip of water and paused for a moment.
"Wang Qiang."
"Here!" A tall, muscular boy, about 1.75 meters tall, stood up from the back row. He was broad-shouldered and looked like a bear from a distance.
"Alright, alright, sit down. Liu Zhuang."
"Here!" Just as one mountain descended, another rose from the ground. The person who stood up happened to be the one next to Wang Qiang. Everyone in the class could see that the two of them were almost identical in stature, sitting on the left and right sides of the back row, looking extremely majestic.
Upon seeing this, Fang Anmin chuckled and then teased the two of them, saying, "You two must be brothers, one is Xiong Da and the other is Xiong Er."
A burst of laughter erupted in the class. The two bears involved scratched the back of their heads sheepishly and then sat back down with a chuckle.
After the joke, the students in the class felt more favorably toward Fang Anmin. Compared to a serious and rigid homeroom teacher, a more humorous and witty teacher is definitely more popular with students.
Fang Anmin also thought his joke was good. After laughing for a couple of minutes, he read out the next person's name.
"Ma Shaolong."
"arrive!"
When Fang Anmin saw that the person who raised his hand and shouted "Here" was the boy he had just thought had great leadership qualities, he frowned inwardly.
Twenty-ninth place? That's a terrible result. If I were the class monitor, I definitely wouldn't be able to create a positive learning atmosphere in the class.
After nodding subtly to the other party, Fang Anmin continued calling out names.
One name after another was called out, and when Cai Kunnan raised his hand and called out the last one, the students in the class had a basic understanding of each other.
"Okay, after taking attendance, let me tell you about the rules and regulations for our school."
After explaining the class rules, school rules, and the upcoming week-long military training in a humorous tone, Fang Anmin talked about building a sense of class honor. He said things like, "We are Class One, and we not only need to be better than Class Two next door, but we also need to look at the whole county and compare ourselves with the top classes of No. 11 Middle School, the experimental classes of No. 7 Middle School, and the small classes of Experimental No. 1 Middle School," which really got the students excited.
Afterwards, he briefly mentioned the arrangements for the next few days and the selection of class officers after the military training, and then distributed a simple math quiz to help everyone pass the time.
The earlier excitement quickly subsided after the exam papers were distributed.
Some students, swayed by the previous explanation, diligently completed their exams, while others remained unmoved, secretly doing their own things under their desks. Regardless of their behavior, as time passed and night slowly fell, an indescribable emotion welled up within them.
I've never stayed in a dormitory before, and most of the people around me are complete strangers. I've never attended evening self-study sessions before...
These children, who have just turned twelve or thirteen, are spending all their time away from their parents and at school for the first time. They have just come out of a happy summer vacation, but are about to face an even more stressful life.
A few sensitive people began to feel sad, and tears of depression welled up in their eyes.
But now that they are middle school students, they can no longer cry as freely as they did in kindergarten.
After finishing her test, Ma Lele pretended to be very sleepy and buried her head lightly in her arms.
Actually, she wasn't sleepy; she just shed tears and didn't want anyone to see it.
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