Chapter 490 Explosion, the big guys gathered at A City No. 1 Middle School 1
Ma Mingquan also looked at Fu Zhi in disbelief. It took him a long while to come back to his senses. He didn't care about his face being scratched like a carrot, and hurriedly said, "Student Fu Zhi, you have the support of your dream teacher, but you have to think twice!"
"Haha, think twice? Does she have this thing?"
Qian Wenrui sneered, "Don't be afraid of biting your tongue when you brag! Even your teacher Ma thinks you are daydreaming, and you are still challenging me? Bad is bad! The average scores of these talented students in Class 1 in every subject are basically the best in the grade!"
Still want to beat them?
It's just a pipe dream!
A hint of rebellion quietly crept across Fu Zhi's eyes.
Song Fang pursed his lips nervously.
Then Fu Zhi narrowed her beautiful almond-shaped eyes, which looked dangerous and provocative, and asked in a calm tone, "Basically?"
She said, "A class that didn't even get first place in the grade in average scores, and you're talking to me about the pride of the world?"
Qian Wenrui and her classmates: "..."
Damn, insult them?
Poke their lungs?
No one spoke for a while.
Fu Zhi's tongue touched his cheek, as if he was half-smiling: "Don't say it's useless, just tell me if you dare to accept this bet?"
"Who wouldn't dare? Fu Zhi, if you can't do it, then take the initiative to apply for withdrawal! No. 1 Middle School doesn't need students who don't respect their teachers!"
Qian Wenrui's face turned red due to the provocation.
Since Fu Zhi cannot be kept, it is better to take this opportunity to drive Fu Zhi away.
Without the competitiveness of Fu Zhi, Lu Yubai's first place in the school college entrance examination was basically a sure thing.
Fu Zhi nodded calmly: "Okay."
What can you do?
Xiao Liu was so angry that he stamped his feet, "You damn kid, this is the first time I've seen someone dig a hole to bury himself!"
She has the highest average score in all subjects. What is she like in Class 21?
Is it a genius?
Even if they are geniuses, can Fu Zhi train everyone in such a short time? !
After all, he couldn't bear to kill his daughter in the wild, so Xiao Liu was so angry that he wanted to beat Qian Wenrui to death.
Fu Zhi patted Xiao Liu's shoulder soothingly and said, "Just be a witness. If nothing else, I'll take them back to study."
Xiao Liu: “…”
Sister, don’t you think that the current situation has reached a point where it is comparable to the destruction of No. 1 Middle School?
Xiao Liu took a puff of his cigarette dejectedly.
Outside the door, Fu Zhi led the students of Class 21 to leave the physics group and return to the classroom.
The bell for class rang.
Director Liu sent a group of students outside the door back to the classroom.
The physics group fell completely silent.
Qian Wenrui threw the lesson plan in her hand and said, "She doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. A rotten orange is a rotten orange! The first in the average score of all subjects? I want to see how she is going to get the first place!"
"Teacher Qian, you... Hey!"
Seeing this, the teachers from other subjects who had come with Qian Wenrui to question Ma Mingquan all shook their heads.
Fu Zhilai's class was completely hopeless, and the two classes even had a grudge against each other.
Ma Mingquan looked unhappy.
The bet was made and the matter was settled. Although the grades of Class 21 were particularly poor, he had to find a way to find out if there were any good review materials for the students in the class, so as to prevent Fu Zhi from being slapped in the face.
——
Because Qian Wenrui and Ma Mingquan had the quarrel in the physics group, and the physics group's floor was close to the senior department, many students gathered around to watch when they heard about it. Although they were sent back to class by Ma Mingquan afterwards, the incident soon spread throughout the school.
Even the younger students in the first and second year of high school know it clearly.
"It's not Fu Zhi versus Class 1? It's Class 21 versus Class 1? Is that even a question? The students in Class 1 are ranked in the top 50 in the grade. It would be strange if Class 21 could win!"
"What is Ma Mingquan thinking? Just because an old woman tickled him, he wants the students to compete with each other? Why don't they go outside the school and have a fight? Class 21 will definitely win in a fight!"
"No, I heard that this was a bet made by Fu Zhiding, and he even threatened to be the first in the whole subject."
"…Did the goddess not sleep well recently and her mental state is not normal?"
"Fu Zhi is so smart. If she loses, she can just transfer to another school without worrying about anything! What about Class 21 who are left behind? I'm afraid they won't be able to hold their heads up high anymore!"
——
At this moment, Class 21 was being discussed.
The atmosphere was tense and sad.
Finally, Song Fang slapped the table and said in a dignified manner, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Isn't it just the first place in the average score of all subjects? Look at your sad faces. Class 21 and Class 1 have never won the first place in the average score of all subjects. We have the same starting point, so we still have a chance of winning!"
"Haven't you heard of studying for the rise of China? If this were put in a male-oriented novel on Qidian, we, a bunch of poor students, would end up being the ones to be licked by the top students!"
Wang Yu and the fat sports committee member looked at each other and couldn't help but said, "Brother Fang, stop brainwashing. Just go to bed."
Song Fang: “…”
Song Fang fiercely knocked the blackboard with the broom in front of the door, "Be quiet! Can you have some fighting spirit? You have been bombarded by that ugly woman Qian Wenrui's Italian artillery at your doorstep, and you still don't know how to be strong?"
How can they be strong? Forget it. They are just a bunch of useless fish.
Song Fang only hated that Lu Yumo was not from Class 21, otherwise he would have had an old dog to cooperate with his performance.
Song Fang was so angry that he raised the broom and trembled in the air, pointing in a circle, and finally stopped at Su Xing. He said sternly, "Come on, Su Xing, tell everyone, at this moment of life and death, what are you going to do?"
Su Xing lowered his head and pinched the thick textbook in front of him, his expression sad and determined, and he suddenly stood up from his seat.
Song Fang's broom shook, and before he could hold it steady, he heard Su Xing shouting, his eyes red from the stress reaction:
"Study hard and make progress every day! We don't rely on our fathers or mothers, we only strive for first place!"
"If you are stupid, you should talk less. If you are ugly, you should read more. We should study quietly and then surprise everyone!"
"Report, I really went to school voluntarily, no one forced me!"
Song Fang: “…”
Well, it's quite cute.
Want to rua.
Song Fang couldn't help but curl his lips and laugh out loud.
Su Xing looked at him with red eyes.
Song Fang was serious for a second, "Student Su Xing is right. Come on, let's memorize the text of Zou Ji assassinating the King of Qin first!"
"...Brother Fang, if you have time, you should go to the hospital to check your brain."
The coffin lids of Prince Qin and Jin Ke can no longer be held down, they really can no longer be held down!
Song Fang: “…”
Ba Liao, heroes are never understood by ordinary people.
After Fu Zhi and Ye Jiu finished talking outside the classroom, he looked up and saw Song Fang with a flushed face. He pursed his lips and smiled, then poured out the exercise book from his schoolbag and threw it on Ye Jiu's desk.
The effect of Song Fangkai's rally was not very good, mainly because he did not believe that Class 21 could beat Class 1. He dawdled on the stage for another ten minutes before walking down in a daze.
He glanced at Fu Zhi's seat, and saw Fu Zhi holding an English exercise book and marking on it.
Song Fang leaned closer and whispered, "Sister Zhi, are you giving us English questions?"
He pointed to the English-only exercise book.
Fu Zhi seemed to be at a loss for words. "Although, this is a German book."
Song Fang: “…”
It's over.
God is going to destroy the Qing Dynasty!
Under the double blow, Song Fang dragged his exhausted body back to his seat.
That’s it, life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are in the hands of God.
He loves to do exercises, and the exercises love to play tricks on him!
——
The gambling matter was no small matter, especially since it involved Fu Zhi dropping out of school.
Director Liu couldn't control the situation and immediately called Ouyang Feng.
In his heart, the humble Xiao Liu couldn't bear to part with Fu Zhi's child.
Ouyang Feng received Xiao Liu's call. After listening to the whole story, he thought for a moment and said slowly, "Since Fu Zhi said so, this month's salary should be increased by 3,000 yuan."
Director Liu: “???”
Director Liu didn't understand what Principal Ouyang meant. "You are openly siding with Teacher Qian! This is not good, Principal..."
Although Teacher Qian is an excellent teacher in the school, the school's good admission rate in recent years is also linked to Qian Wenrui. Fu Zhi loves to fight and tell complaints, but she is really a good child!
Director Liu doesn't want Fu Zhi to leave!
"no."
Ouyang Feng patiently explained to Director Liu: "Teacher Qian is narrow-minded and cares too much about grades. It is easy for him to get angry when he was overtaken this time."
Director Liu understood, "This is not a bonus, this is a pension?!"
He just said that he saw Principal Ouyang picking Fu Zhi up from school last time, and the relationship between the two didn't seem simple. How could it be possible that Principal Ouyang suddenly sided with Qian Wenrui again!
"Let Fu Zhi do whatever she wants." Ouyang Feng narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "Last year, apart from one student who was recommended to Tsinghua University, only four students from No. 1 Middle School passed the entrance exam, right?"
Director Liu nodded. "Based on the previous years, the enrollment rate is much lower. In the best year of our school, 30 students were admitted to Tsinghua University. The students in recent years are not good, and the students are always lax. Their families have money, so it is difficult to manage them."
"What if I say that Fu Zhi can help this class of students break records?"
Director Liu paused.
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The learning atmosphere in Class 21 has changed significantly.
In the past, the girls in the front row were half listening and half sleeping, not to mention the boys in the back row. But after this incident, it was obvious that no one played games or slept in class anymore.
Fan Gaoda has taken a leave today, and the person who came to substitute for him is a Chinese teacher from Class 3, whose surname is Zhang.
The study atmosphere in Class 21 is poor, and there have been several reports of vicious fighting incidents in the past.
Teacher Zhang came to Class 21 with some trepidation.
She originally thought that she didn't have Fan Gaoda's thundering methods and couldn't control this group of students. However, when she arrived, Zhou Zihuai was writing physics formulas on the blackboard.
The students below took their pens and wrote quickly according to his explanation.
Teacher Zhang's heart paused.
She subconsciously looked for where Fu Zhi was sitting.
Although she has never taught Fu Zhi in her long career at No. 1 Middle School, Fu Zhi is truly her favorite student and the one she most wants to teach.
However, this time Fu Zhi made a bet with Qian Wenrui.
Teacher Zhang felt it was a pity. She also didn’t think that Class 21 could beat Class 1.
Teacher Zhang sighed.
Fu Zhi lowered his head, holding a black carbon pen, and wrote something on the white paper with his slender fingertips.
I couldn't see the face clearly, only a hazy profile, fair and soft.
The Chinese class is very orderly.
After a class, there was interaction and the sound of students taking notes, which made Teacher Zhang feel very accomplished.
Song Fang even raised his hand and asked, "Teacher, can you talk to us about reading comprehension again and give us some template phrases?"
Teacher Zhang uttered an “ah” and after a long while, he seemed to have just come to his senses. “Okay. The students in Class 3 have organized their notes. You can borrow them and copy them, and then—”
She looked around the class and said, "It's like this. This final exam is a joint exam for seven schools. The exam questions are new questions set by the Education Bureau based on the format and direction of the college entrance examination questions. If you want to improve your grades in a short period of time, I suggest you take a look at Chen Xin's questions for Chinese. He set the Chinese questions for the college entrance examination in the past two years. In the past two years, his student Bai Ji set the questions and followed his style. However, the questions his apprentice set are too new and are only digested within the capital. Even if you have money and connections, you can't get them."
After a pause, Teacher Zhang continued, "As for the compulsory test question "Red Sun", it's best not to ask Fu Zhi. I've seen her answer, and it will definitely get zero points on the college entrance examination paper."
Fu Zhi: “…”
Absolutely.
Fu Zhi pursed her lips and said nothing.
Teacher Zhang was relieved to see that Fu Zhi was not unhappy.
To be honest, she was also afraid that Fu Zhi would hit her.
Why.
But Fu Zhi seems to have a good temper.
She survived the ordeal and walked out of the classroom.
When I returned to the office, Qian Wenrui was talking to the Chinese teacher of Class 1. Both of them seemed to be holding some exercise books or something in their hands.
Seeing Teacher Zhang, he nodded slightly and said with the intention of comforting her: "The students in Class 21 don't listen to the class and are difficult to manage. Teacher Zhang, just give them some advice and don't take it to heart."
"Teacher Qian, I think you shouldn't say that about them." Teacher Zhang pursed her lips, "I think they work very hard and are all good kids."
Good boy?
Qian Wenrui sneered.
It's still a dying struggle.
Qian Wenrui no longer paid attention to Teacher Zhang. The Chinese teacher of Class 1 opened the exercise book and continued the previous topic. She was a little surprised and asked, "Teacher Qian, where did you get Bai Ji's questions? It must have cost a lot of money, right?"
“A friend gave it to me.”
In fact, they are not really friends. It was after making a bet with Fu Zhi this morning that Hang Yuan heard the news, and Ouyang Ya sent Wu Zhiheng to deliver review materials for various subjects to Qian Wenrui.
As the head teacher of Class 1, Qian Wenrui is well aware of the value of this information!
Apart from anything else, the physics materials in her hand were new questions written by Professor He Minghe. Having the latest college entrance examination materials not only grasped the key points of the college entrance examination, but also enabled her to stand out in this final exam.
It seemed that the Chinese teacher of Class 1 spoke a little too loudly. Teacher Zhang stood up again without waiting to sit back down in his seat, and leaned forward to take a look in disbelief.
The two words "Bai Ji" are right above the test question.
It's over.
Teacher Zhang had only one idea in his mind.
Qian Wenrui would never lend out the materials. Class 1 is much more powerful with the review materials. If Class 21 wants to win, they need more than just the materials!
If Class 21 wants to win, they have to invite big guys like Bai Ji and He Ming to explain the questions to them, right? !
(End of this chapter)
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