Class nine.
Now it is the most taboo topic in the entire senior year of No. 3 Middle School.
It’s not because there’s something wrong with Class Nine.
It’s because his class teacher and teaching model are too special, so special that they have no reference value, but at the same time they are extremely attractive to students.
Therefore, in order to maintain the original order, the teachers and class teachers of the third year of high school chose to automatically ignore it or treat it as a "negative example" at the beginning of the school year.
Anyway, Class 9 is not on campus now and the students’ cell phones have been confiscated, so as long as they don’t make it public, they can keep the information about Class 9 secret until the senior year graduates.
By the time they graduate from high school, they realize that it is already a fait accompli and it is too late.
But now, this problem caught the class teacher off guard.
As someone who often checks his phone in his spare time, he naturally knew that what Yang Yang said was true.
But can he let a class of students watch over him?
Of course not.
If they really knew the truth about Class 9, would these children still be able to continue to focus on their studies?
Can you still complete your studies seriously and get admitted to a good university?
In other words, can they still be considered as their students? !
Isn’t Wang Yu the best example?
One of the students I had the highest hopes for went to Class Nine just because he watched the live broadcast?
How could this happen again?
So the head teacher of Class 1 waved his hand and changed the subject:
"Are you stupid? You believe everything others say?"
"Throughout the ages, there has been only one path for students: study hard and get good grades!"
"In this way, you can change your destiny!"
"You must have seen those students who are fooling around and playing everywhere, but what is the result?!"
"Don't you have any idea of what they are like now?!"
"So, hurry up and do the test now, don't think about those messy things, when you get to college, you will have time to have fun!"
"And you, Yang Yang, sit down quickly and either do the test or go to the health room!"
After saying that, he ignored the students and sat down, took out his cell phone, turned it to silent mode, and started scrolling.
He felt that he had to slow down now.
But Yang Yang still refused to give in:
"Teacher Huang, you haven't answered my question yet!"
"Is Wang Yu considered a poor student?"
"Did he lie?!"
"He told me that Class Nine is doing very well in their studies. I want to see if there is any problem."
"You let us do the test, but what about you? Aren't you still playing with your phone?!"
"Are we just a machine for making exams?!"
"Twenty-five math papers in more than a month, we've had enough!"
"Look at the life of Class 9 now. They are building boats, learning yachts, and there are different surprises every day."
"As for us, we have test papers, test papers, and more test papers!"
"In the end, how much can we improve, 50 points or 100 points?!"
"It's been more than a month, and my test scores have only improved by one or two points each time. For just one or two points, we have to work a hundred times harder than others?"
"Isn't this a bit too unfair?"
After saying that, he looked at his classmates and repeated what Wang Yu had just said to him, adding his own imagination.
It makes the whole story more full.
It was as if Class 9 appeared right before their eyes.
This made every student look expectantly and they all looked at the head teacher of Class 1.
The head teacher of Class 1 froze, quickly put away his phone, and explained:
"I was checking the teaching progress and marking your papers later. I don't have time to play with my phone!"
"As for you talking about things, don't you think it's more like a story?!"
"How can you get good grades if you play like that?"
"Don't you think it's ridiculous?!"
"Then you have to let us see him, then we can give up!" Yang Yang replied: "Now Wang Yu's words are like a thorn in my heart. If I don't see him, I will never be able to learn, teacher!"
At the end, Yang Yang's tone was full of sincerity.
The other students also looked at their teacher seriously.
They also want to know how true these things are.
Only the head teacher of one class had an unhappy expression on his face, and he felt a little resentful towards Wang Yu in his heart.
Why is this child so honest and says whatever he wants?
But now, with the people's support, he seems to have no way out.
If these students are not allowed to watch the live broadcast of Class 9, they are afraid that they will really not study well in the future.
Helplessly, the head teacher of Class 1 could only quietly take out his mobile phone and open the live broadcast room of Class 9 to take a look.
Fortunately, Team 9 is still building the ship and the perspective is still switching.
Apart from being able to see some general outlines, there are no shots involving the advancement of knowledge.
The head teacher of Class 1 felt a little relieved. He followed the students' instructions and opened the multimedia and called up the live broadcast room of Class 9:
"Okay, if you want to see it, I'll let you see it!"
"See if your teacher lied to you!"
As soon as the words were spoken, the live broadcast room of Class 9 came into the eyes of all the students.
In the live broadcast room.
The students in Class Nine were making a lot of noise.
Sometimes students stare at their computers in a daze.
Sometimes students would gesture with the wood.
There were guys jumping up and down with ropes.
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