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Seeing the tears welling up in Qiu Shun's eyes, Su Yiqing's usually expressionless face now showed a look of surprise. Her tone, though feigned composure, also carried a hint of undisguised pride. "Qiu Shun, how was it? My fried chicken cutlet may not have looked great, but it tasted pretty good, right?"
Tears streaming down his face, Qiu Shun took another bite and nodded with difficulty. "Mmm, it tastes very good. Mr. Su, you should try some too!"
Su Yiqing glanced at the lumps of dark stuff that Qiu Shun had pushed onto the plate in front of him. Actually, he was quite aware of his own cooking skills, so he never even considered eating it himself.
He solemnly stated that he had already eaten, then gave a few instructions to the little ones, and then went out to work at the clinic with upright posture.
Therefore, apart from Qiu Shun, no one was injured or killed at this breakfast!
Qiu Shun, on the other hand, felt that the burnt, bitter taste in his mouth couldn't be removed no matter how much he rinsed or brushed his teeth all day.
When Li Mo'er, holding Qianqian's hand in one hand and Xiao Ruanruan's hand in the other, followed by Su Xiaowu and Su Lei, arrived at the school, all twenty children had already arrived.
The village chief is right. The children in this village never have teachers, but they are eager to learn.
Li Mo'er was puzzled by the children in the classroom, who were sitting neatly but were of varying heights.
When she went to the office the village chief mentioned to pick up the textbooks yesterday, she only saw one set of textbooks for the third grade of primary school.
However, these children range in age from six, who have just started primary school, to thirteen or fourteen, who should have graduated from primary school. With such a large age range, it is clear that not all of them are in the third grade.
"Do we have a class monitor?" Li Mo'er asked.
The children, sitting neatly in their seats, were completely silent. Li Mo'er's gaze swept over them again. "No one?"
At this moment, the child who looked the oldest raised his hand, stood up somewhat shyly, and said, "Teacher, that's me."
Li Mo'er walked to his side, trying her best to minimize her serious military aura, and asked in the gentlest tone she usually used when talking to Xiao Ruanruan, "What's your name?"
"Teacher, my name is Sun Hao." The young man, whose voice had already changed, lowered his head even more shyly when he saw Li Mo'er walk up to him and said in a low voice.
"Were all the students in our class together before?" Li Mo'er asked gently and patiently.
“No.” Although Sun Hao kept his head down and didn’t dare to look at Li Mo’er, he answered clearly and decisively: “We used to have six grades. Apart from three grades that didn’t have students of the appropriate age, there were three other grades.”
The teachers used to teach the three grades separately. One grade would have regular classes, while the other two grades would sit in the back row to do their homework or study on their own, or have PE class on the playground.
Last year, a teacher came and felt that teaching us separately was too troublesome, so they combined us all into one grade and one class.
Li Mo'er couldn't help but feel a little angry when she thought that the teachers who came here yesterday were just there to gain experience.
She originally thought that even if the teachers who came to teach in rural areas were just there to gain experience and reputation, they would at least do their best to teach the children while they were there.
But now...
I don't know which lousy teacher did this, mixing children of different grades together in one class.
Moreover, to save trouble, none of the later teachers reassigned students to different classes.
Li Mo'er suppressed her temper and walked back to the podium, regaining her gentle demeanor. She said, "Today is our first class. Now, please introduce yourselves, and then we will reassign our classes."
Hearing this, the children in the classroom looked up at Li Mo'er in surprise.
Sun Hao, who had been keeping his head down and not daring to look up at Li Mo'er, asked with a hint of excitement, "Teacher, do we really have to be reassigned to different classes?"
"Of course, you are all different ages and have different learning paces, so how can you learn together in one class?"
As soon as Li Mo'er finished speaking, Sun Hao raised his hand even more excitedly, "Teacher, I'm already in sixth grade. My dad said that as long as I can get into a junior high school in the county that doesn't charge tuition, he will send me to junior high school in the county."
Li Mo'er was initially puzzled. Now, junior high school education under compulsory education doesn't require exams or tuition fees, so why did Sun Hao say that there were exams and tuition fees?
However, she quickly realized what was happening.
Sun Hao was referring to a private middle school in Renyi County. In order to attract good students, the private middle school offered a preferential policy to the top 200 students who were admitted based on their grades. Not only did they not have to pay any tuition or fees, but they could also receive several hundred yuan a month for living expenses.
Looking at Sun Hao's excited expression, Li Mo'er realized that Sun Hao should have gone on to junior high school and was even preparing to be among the top 200 in the private school entrance exam. However, because he encountered an unethical teacher, he was forced to come back and start from the second grade again.
At this point, Li Mo'er didn't bother with having the children introduce themselves. She picked up the chalk and wrote "one, two, three, four, five, six" on the blackboard, then asked, "Which students are in sixth grade?"
There are five students in the sixth grade, including Sun Hao.
There was no one in fifth grade.
Six students in fourth grade and seven students in third grade.
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