"As long as the ninth class does not perform well in the exam this time, the students will naturally change their minds, and we can make up for everything that happened before and let the students return to their previous state."
After he finished speaking, the other teachers' eyes lit up and they all thought it was a good idea.
But the principal frowned: "But the question is, is it true that the grades of Class 9 have not improved?"
"Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the current Class 9 is no longer the same as before."
"But the students don't know!" The head teacher of Class 1 immediately replied, "As long as Class 9 takes the initiative to cooperate, are you still afraid that other students won't believe it?"
Hearing this, the principal narrowed his eyes slightly: "Are you asking Class Nine to cooperate with the performance and deceive the other students?"
"How can you say it's cheating?" The head teacher of Class 1 shook his head: "These are all white lies, but they are all for the children!"
"If they continue like this, their performance will definitely plummet."
"If they fail the college entrance examination, their lives will be over!"
"And for such a good thing, I think Teacher Ren would be happy to help."
"He can't just sit there and watch other students get 'ruined' by him."
After he finished speaking, the principal's brows furrowed even deeper, and his fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, as if he was thinking.
Although the starting point of the class teacher may be problematic, what the other party said is also true.
Currently, except for Class 9, students in other classes of No. 3 Middle School have completely lost interest in studying.
It was obvious that other teachers were not able to handle Ren Yan's teaching method, otherwise they would not have come to me for help.
If this continues, it is almost inevitable that the grades will drop.
And time does not allow them to continue like this.
"Although I feel a little sorry for Teacher Ren."
'But it seems there is no other way...'
"Alas, if there were more teachers like Mr. Ren, I wouldn't have to resort to such a desperate measure..."
After briefly analyzing the pros and cons, the principal nodded slowly.
"Okay, I'll go talk to Teacher Ren."
"See what he thinks."
After that, the principal picked up the phone.
......
Inside the ninth shift warehouse.
Ren Yan had just hung up the phone with a modern shipbuilding production tool manufacturer when he received a call from the principal of No. 3 Middle School.
After being slightly surprised, Ren Yan answered the phone.
After a few simple greetings, his face immediately fell:
"What do you mean, Headmaster?"
"Let Class Nine ruin its own reputation and clean up the mess for other teachers?"
"Which grandson came up with this damn idea?"
"Please ask him when the banquet will start. I will definitely go and give a donation!"
After that, there was silence on the phone.
Ren Yan also felt a little angry.
He really couldn't figure out what kind of face one had to have to come up with such an idea.
This is not the way to benefit yourself by harming others!
If you can't attract students, try to improve your charm. What's the point of doing these cheap things?
The principal of No. 3 Middle School was also a little surprised.
He thought Ren Yan might refuse, but he didn't expect the other party to react so strongly.
"Teacher Ren, how can you say it's just wiping your ass?"
“This is all mainly for the students.”
"Besides, you guys in Class 9 won't lose anything~"
The principal continued to persuade.
Ren Yan raised his eyebrows when he heard this:
"Nothing to lose?!"
"What do you mean by asking Team Nine to cooperate with others and devalue themselves as no loss?"
"Do you know that this will seriously affect the children's aspirations?"
"If other people can almost determine the results of their efforts, then why should they work so hard?"
"Just lie down and wait for death!"
"Whoever wants to do this can do it, but we in Class Nine will definitely not participate!"
"If you want us to take the exam, we will rely solely on our own abilities."
"By then, I'm afraid those grandchildren will be even uglier!"
"You decide!"
After decisively rejecting the principal's proposal, Ren Yan still felt a little angry:
“And what does it mean to do everything for the students?”
"Since they can't win the hearts of their students, they want to suppress them through 'official' means."
"How is this any different from those rubbish that just picks on others when they can't compete in business."
"I suggest you clean up the teaching staff."
"If there is another teacher who keeps saying 'I am doing this for the students' good', just fire him."
“Are they doing that for the students?”
"Isn't it just so they can get good grades and get a good job title?!"
"You have a heart that is dirtier than anyone else's, yet you still come to teach students. Aren't you really afraid that they will mislead the students?"
After saying that, Ren Yan hung up the phone directly, too lazy to argue with the other party anymore.
This was not Class Nine's problem in the first place.
Those teachers are unable to control their students in their teaching, so why should I be held responsible? They are simply dreaming!
I don't know where he got the nerve to ask me to help clean up the mess.
However, not long after the call was hung up, the principal of No. 3 Middle School called again:
"Teacher Ren, I know how angry you are."
“In fact, I am also very angry.”
"But no matter what they say, there is one thing they are right about."
"Kids nowadays have no interest in studying. If this continues, I'm afraid their grades will really plummet."
"I don't care what happens to them, but the students are innocent!"
"Can't you help them this time for their sake?"
After that, Ren Yan was silent for a rare moment...
He couldn't refute these words.
Objectively speaking, students from other classes were indeed shaken in their usual studies because of Class 9’s live broadcast, which was something he had not considered before.
Can...
What if Class 9 is forced to compromise because of this?
Looking at the students of Class 9 who were still busy in the distance, Ren Yan slowly shook his head.
If I agreed, I would be betraying Class 9 and betraying myself and Class 9's efforts over the past few days.
But if we don't do it, what will the students do?
For a moment, Ren Yan was in a dilemma.
But as she thought about it, Ren Yan's eyes suddenly lit up:
"Principal, you don't have to limit yourself to test scores!"
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