Chapter 588 King with Bronze 1
After the first class in the evening, Song Fang went outside for some fresh air.
Wang Yu came over and sat next to Fu Zhi, worried: "Sister Zhi, in fact, our school's performance in City A is still a little behind the two private schools Guyuan and Qiheng. Especially since our class has always been dragging down the school's average score, how can we compare with key schools?"
"And I heard that students from Classes 1 and 2 were transferred to these two schools. They joined forces and left us, the old, weak, and disabled, behind..."
Fu Zhi supported his chin with one hand and placed the other hand on the computer keyboard, writing a courseware. Occasionally, a black screen switched, but it was so fleeting that he couldn't see it clearly. With headphones on his ears, he said, "I can't find it. I can't take this order."
A sighing voice came from the headset, "The Ouyang family is almost at the end of their rope. They insist on checking for Ouyang Zhui's child. How could Ouyang Zhui have a child? There is no clue at all. You should take a rest..."
Pull off the earphones and close the black interface.
She looked at Wang Yu and asked in a clear voice, "Do you have so little confidence in me?"
Wang Yu shook his head. "It's not that I don't have confidence in you. It's just that the enemy is too good and my teammates are too weak. If I can pass the test, even a sow can fly to the sky."
Who doesn’t want to get good grades? Wang Yu said, "My desire to do well in school is just as strong as my desire to overthrow Brother Fang and restore order to become the second-in-command of Class 21, second only to the leader and above everyone else. But I just don't have the ability to do so."
"You do." Fu Zhi confirmed Wang Yu, "It depends on whether your parents mind if you don't carry on the family line."
“…”
In fact, during Fu Zhi's time at No. 1 Middle School, he had a general understanding of the students in Class 21.
They have not yet mastered the knowledge from junior high school, but have been indoctrinated with high school knowledge. Their minds are full of confusion, and they have not been able to keep up with the progress in the past three years.
But in this class, Zhou Zihuai and three or four other students, including Zhou Tingting, still had excellent grades.
So Fu Zhi refuted Wang Yu and said: "Your teammates are also very good, just like Zhou Zihuai and others are all very good, right?" Why did he generalize?
"They are excellent because of——!" Wang Yu's voice rose. He noticed that the students around him were looking at him. He coughed softly, looked around, and then lowered his voice. The teacher reported to the school to deal with these students, but Qian Wenrui protected the rich child. Not only did she ask Zhou Zihuai to be tolerant, she also told Zhou Zihuai's mother that Zhou Zihuai had violent tendencies... Zhou Zihuai couldn't stand it, so when the second year of high school was divided into classes, he deliberately failed the exam and brought several students from poor families from Class 1 to Class 21. And I heard that Zhou Zihuai's biological father had died a long time ago, and now he lives with his stepfather..."
Why on the first day that Fu Zhi came to Class 21, Zhou Zihuai's name in the English speech competition was crossed out and replaced with Fu Zhi's, and why did Zhou Zihuai take the initiative to help Fu Zhi?
To put it bluntly, he just felt the same way and thought that Fu Zhi was just like him, a fatherless child, raised in the Lu family.
At the age of sixteen or seventeen, gossips are flying everywhere.
No boy in Class 21 doubted that Zhou Zihuai liked Fu Zhi, simply because they knew Zhou Zihuai's past.
In a family that is broken and full of constant conflicts, boys will not choose who to like, and they cannot give a future to the people they like.
Wang Yu put his hand on Fu Zhi's desk. "Sister Zhi, don't think Zhou Zihuai is normal every day. Song Fang told me that his stepfather loves to drink and beats him every time he gets drunk. His family conditions are nothing compared to yours."
Fu Zhi narrowed his eyes.
"Okay, Sister Zhi, I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going to eat." Wang Yu pushed Su Xing's chair back under the table. "Zhou Zihuai didn't say anything about this. He has a strong sense of self-esteem and doesn't like to talk about such things. I told you because I was quick-witted. Just pretend you don't know. But don't tell me!"
…
Evening self-study.
Professor He Ming and his group left No. 1 Middle School early.
Fu Zhi saved the courseware he had just made in a USB drive, and then walked to the podium at the front of the class to fiddle with the courseware.
There is an essential difference between education in China and education abroad. Whether it is from elementary school to high school and university, all knowledge points must eventually be transformed into questions.
When Fu Zhi was giving lectures to some experts and famous university teachers before, he would find some lesson plans he had written and specific examples corresponding to various fields and professions. The most important thing for Class 21 at the moment is this final exam, but the basic knowledge also needs to be firmly grasped.
In fact, in the final exam, Class 21 has a cheating tool that is sure to help them win - Ye Jiu.
But Fu Zhi's focus will not be limited to a small final exam, but on the long-term results of the upcoming college entrance examination.
Therefore, the content of this make-up class was different from the high school knowledge points taught by He Ming and others during the day. Fu Zhi was making courseware for junior high school.
Chinese...We can leave Chinese aside for now.
Mathematics, English, physics, chemistry, and biology are all top priorities.
In fact, in science, there are some knowledge points that need to be memorized if you cannot fully understand the origin of the formulas.
After finishing the lectures every day, we can also keep close to current affairs and establish a discussion group system. Students like Zhou Zihuai who came from Class 1 were assigned to groups of five or six students each, so that they could discuss and study with each other and fill in the gaps.
Fu Zhi’s plan is quite complete.
After all, she heard that this is how the adults in the family manage their children.
Therefore, when Fu Zhi stood up with the USB flash drive, the originally noisy Class 21 suddenly became quiet.
"Don't worry about your academic performance. I've ordered a batch of books on important junior high school knowledge points. Let's start with the basics." Fu Zhi glanced at the students with wide eyes and said, "Everyone, sit down. I've already discussed with the school, and I will be in charge of the evening self-study time."
The students below exclaimed “Wow!”
They all sat upright like little radish heads.
Then, Song Fang came late from outside the classroom holding a pancake.
Fu Zhi glanced at him and said, "There is no order without rules. Let's talk about the discipline of the class from now on. Starting tomorrow, everyone will come to school on time at 6 o'clock for morning self-study. After school at 5:30, take a break for an hour, then gather in the playground, run for half an hour, and continue to have evening self-study.
In my class, you are not allowed to be late, leave early, eat snacks, or play with your phone. If you are caught, you will be punished to run five laps. The homework assigned is not too much, and everyone must complete it every day. If you fail to complete it, you will continue to run laps, but after completing it, you can-"
"Do whatever you want to do?" Wang Yu added.
Fu Zhi looked up at him and said slowly, "Done. You will be rewarded with five laps and then proceed to the next task."
Wang Yu: “…”
What kind of reward is this?
Wang Yu wailed, "This is too much pressure, Sister Zhi. I have never gotten up so early and gone to bed so late to study since I was a child!"
Fu Zhi had a blank expression on his face: "It's not hard or tiring, senior year is boring. When you're tired, think about it more. You can't inherit the family property, and the rich woman doesn't like you. If you don't study well, you don't even have the money to hire someone to beat up Song Fang and put things right."
Song Fang:? ? ? ? ?
Song Fang: "Wang Yu, who are you trying to set right?"
Wang Yu: “…”Brother Fang, will you listen to my explanation?
I was just kidding.
Who can blame me for being a mink? Skin is my nature. How could I have any bad intentions?
Fu Zhi signaled the two to be quiet.
Continue to finish your request. These requirements sound very strict, but to implement them, she also has to cooperate with the students in Class 21 to get up early and go to bed late to study.
Ma Mingquan watched Fu Zhi announce various plans outside the classroom, biting the handkerchief in his hand with satisfaction, tears in his eyes, "What a good child!"
He talked to Xiao Liu.
Director Liu had a complicated expression.
What's good about it! She's just a lost girl.
How did I get entangled with President Li?
And what you said doesn't seem like you realize your mistake!
As I was thinking about it, I heard a "bang".
The blackboard was being banged so hard that it was almost deafening.
Director Liu subconsciously looked up at the source of the sound along with the students in Class 21.
It’s Fu Zhi.
When he was lecturing, he was surrounded by coldness and had a blank expression on his face, just like the live broadcast in which he casually crushed Amice to death.
It wasn't the way he usually smiled at others. There was a real, inexplicable aura standing there, which made Class 21, which was originally in a state of confusion, suddenly become timid.
At this moment, the girl held a piece of white chalk in one hand and a pointer in the other, tapping on the blackboard.
At the end of the year, white chalk falls down with the tapping of the ruler.
The girl's voice was calm and indifferent:
"you--"
"What are you looking down at? Is there a question on the table? Look at the blackboard!"
Very good, this tone, this expression, this action!
Even Director Liu, who was standing outside the classroom, felt a sense of familiarity, as if his soul was transported back to the fear of sitting in the classroom and being dominated by the head teacher more than ten years ago!
The little heads under the podium stood up one by one.
No matter how sleepy you are, you will be woken up by the sound of these two knocking on the blackboard.
Fu Zhi, who was holding the test paper, moved her hand lightly, and a long piece of white chalk was broken into two pieces. Then, she held the long piece in her hand and continued to write, while the short piece fell to the ground with a "da" sound.
Various operation symbols and formulas were written fluently on the big blackboard.
The little heads and big eyes below were all listening attentively.
In less than a minute, the test paper was held in Fu Zhi's palm.
The girl slammed the podium with her other hand.
Take a deep breath, looking at the confused little eyes.
He spoke word by word:
"What part of you is unclear? Who told you to look at the blackboard? Why are you looking at the blackboard? Look at me!"
Director Liu and Ma Mingquan looked over subconsciously.
"The A and B options are obviously... what am I talking about? Don't you understand? Why are you still looking at me? Look at the test paper!"
"Look at the test paper again. What are you staring at the test paper for? Take notes!"
“…”
Ma Mingquan and Director Liu: Damn it, don’t even mention that these students in Class 21 are scared, the smell is so strong that they already feel a strong fear!
He spent about five or six minutes explaining one question, and then quickly moved on to the next one. After explaining ten questions in a row, basically an hour had passed.
"To extend a knowledge point, I mentioned a question in the previous lecture. Now I'm going to give a question. Who would like to go to the blackboard and do it?"
"No one raised their hand? Then I'll start calling the names."
"Come on, Wang Yu, Song Fang, you two come to the blackboard and do it. The rest of you tear off a piece of white A4 paper and write your name clearly on it. Students in the last row will pass it to me later."
Everyone: “…”
I miss the summer when Ma Mingquan gave lectures. The old man’s voice was so gentle, and his eyes were so soft.
Unlike Sister Zhi...
They haven't been dominated like this for many years.
The person involved now feels fear, and besides fear he also feels regret for why he didn't study hard in the past.
As long as they have excellent grades...
Song Fang and Wang Yu looked at each other, and they both saw in each other's eyes a heroic sentiment that "the wind is whistling and the Yi River is cold, and the heroes will never return once they leave."
Two people walked up from under the podium with panting stomachs.
A journey of four seconds is not long, but it is also extremely short.
The two sixteen-year-old babies could only barely write out two formulas, standing in front of the podium, almost crying.
Fu Zhi sat at his desk, drinking tea and checking his social media, without even looking up. "Give me another three minutes. These are all knowledge points I've already covered. Don't waste time. Students in the last row, please collect them when the time comes."
Students in the last row: “…”
What to collect?
Are you going to take the lives of your classmates?
Damn, this day is so miserable.
Sister Zhi puts too much pressure on me!
Even Director Liu, who was standing outside Class 21, had to touch the goose bumps on his arms and sighed, "The way she used the chalk just now was exactly the same as the way my homeroom teacher used the chalk when I was a kid. They both broke the chalk in half for no apparent reason, leaving a small piece on the ground."
"And the things she said at the beginning of the class. I can't say that they are completely different from my previous homeroom teacher. I can only say that there is no difference at all."
Ma Mingquan: “…I think so too.”
The three minutes were up quickly, and Fu Zhi stood up from his chair and clapped his hands, "Hurry up, people in the last row, stand up and collect the questions, don't waste time. Five minutes is enough for you to answer the questions. If you can't answer, you don't know how to answer. Collect the questions in the back row, hurry up."
The students in the last row stood up reluctantly and began to collect the A4 papers. Song Fang and Wang Yu, who were standing on the podium, were quite confused.
Fu Zhi noticed that the questions written by the two people only had simple formulas, but no specific algorithms or answers.
(End of this chapter)
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