Principal Ji has dedicated his life to education. He was rehired as principal and high hopes are placed on him. He is expected to achieve results this year, so naturally he is worried and came to his office early in the morning to keep watch.
"How did it go? How many people reached the first-tier university admission line? What were Zhou Chuyu and Jiang Qilue's scores?"
The other teachers stared at Zhang Zhihe with envy. It would be a lie to say they weren't jealous, but they knew Zhang Zhihe was capable.
Students are assigned to classes on an equal footing upon enrollment, but Zhang Zhihe has managed to turn an ordinary class into an elite class over three years. This year, the college entrance rate of Dezhong High School largely depends on the college entrance rate of Class 5.
Other teachers helped sort the exam papers.
Jiang Qilue's score was more than 30 points above the first-tier university cutoff. It was average, and his performance wasn't particularly outstanding, but it was enough to secure his place in a first-tier university. Even if he underperformed in the college entrance examination, he could still get into a top-tier university with this score.
It's no wonder the teachers have low expectations. That's just how the university entrance rate is at German high schools. Getting into university is so difficult, so every student who gets in is one more. When assessing the number of students from each class who will get into top-tier universities, they always have to be underestimated. They can't have one student hopeful and another hopeful.
These days, people who haven't seen much of the world are easily nervous. Many people cry if they don't do well on a single question. They could have gotten into a top-tier university, but they ended up going to a vocational college. Who can they complain to?
Jiang Qi is now in a relatively safe position.
"Thirty students reached the first-tier university admission score last year, which is a much better result than last year. Could it be that some students took the exam and the questions were leaked?"
Otherwise, with these results, let alone a city with strong education, it can't even compare to Dezhong in the provincial capital.
The education system in Germany and China is quite average; it's really not up to par. The problem either lies in the exam paper or the students have already taken the exam before—those are the only two possibilities.
Principal Ji was quite serious. He had originally wanted to test the waters, but to his surprise, 30 students had been admitted to top-tier universities. This data was so good that he couldn't believe it.
How is Zhou doing?
Zhang Zhihe pulled out Chu Yu's book, his hands trembling. He was a math teacher and good at mental arithmetic. He could calculate Chu Yu's total score at a glance.
This score is high enough to get into Tsinghua or Peking University!
How could Zhang Zhihe possibly believe it?
His requirement for Chu Yu was that he get into a top-tier university, a key university. But Chu Yu was a rather relaxed student. No matter what the exam was, whether it was a big or small test, a test from his own school or a test from another region, he didn't take it seriously and never showed any emotion on his face.
This student was so steady that Zhang Zhihe felt no sense of accomplishment.
He felt that Chu Yu studied diligently but not particularly hardworking. How could he dare to dream that Chu Yu could go to Tsinghua or Peking University? Those are not schools that ordinary people can dream of. He didn't even dare to think about it. But with Chu Yu's grades, there was definitely hope!
His political skills are a bit lacking.
Principal Ji was excited and specifically instructed Zhang Zhihe: "Don't make any mistakes, don't put pressure on the students, make sure they perform normally! By the way, don't eat anything indiscriminately these few days. Two years ago, there was a rural school where the whole school suffered from food poisoning. We can't make that mistake."
Zhang Zhihe rubbed his hands together and nodded repeatedly.
On July 7, 1984, the college entrance examination began in Deyang. Chu Yu took the stationery she had prepared and left home.
She was lucky enough to be assigned to take the exam in Deyang, but not at Dezhong High School, but at the No. 2 Middle School in the suburbs, which was less than 20 minutes away by bike from the roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) shop.
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