My whole family abuses me? Then I will abuse the whole family!

Chapter 109 Teaching Reform

I had a full day of classes on Monday.

All the students in the school have a sense of being adrift.

Why are all the teachers so gentle?

The teachers who usually loved to beat and scold students in class suddenly seemed like a different person. Although they were still strict in class, if they were really angry, they would at most punish the students by slapping their hands two or three times and making them stand at the back of the classroom to listen to the lecture.

There will no longer be situations where students are humiliated in front of the whole class.

For a moment, the students were a little flattered, and they always felt that these teachers were holding back.

Only the teachers knew that this was not a big deal, it was simply forced by the situation.

Principal Yong went to Shanghai to attend an academic exchange meeting and visited those middle schools rated as key by the state. He saw the teaching abilities and styles of those teachers. As soon as he came back, he encountered an incident where a teacher deliberately targeted students.

I finally understood that even though my school has admitted so many talented students, the admission rate has not increased but decreased.

Principal Yong formulated new rules and regulations.

Teachers are not allowed to physically punish students at will. If a teacher deliberately insults a student's personality and the circumstances are serious, the student will be expelled.

Patrol posts were also set up to have them patrol outside the corridors during class and keep a notebook to record at all times.

Not only that, there is also a student complaint box. If you are insulted by a teacher, you can write a letter to complain.

Originally, I wanted to have a last-in-first-out elimination system, which was Principal Yong’s selfish desire.

The teachers in the school also form cliques. He has one faction, and Vice Principal Wei has another faction. They will fight each other whenever they have nothing to do.

If he did this, he was afraid that Vice Principal Wei would come after him and who knows what might happen. After thinking about it, he decided to put it aside for the time being.

Several teachers were very dissatisfied. They were from Vice Principal Wei's faction and said sarcastically, "They are not here to teach, they are here to go to jail."

"That's right. Strict teachers produce excellent students. If we are not strict, who knows how these students will defy the rules and refuse to listen to the class."

Principal Yong knew that some people would be dissatisfied, so he did not say anything. Teacher Yuan then responded, "It is true that strict teachers produce excellent students, but if it is too much, it will be counterproductive. People are interdependent. We cannot only ask students to respect teachers, but also ask teachers to respect students."

"For example, the teachers in our school who have a humorous teaching style and never hit or scold their students are usually liked by students. I don't need to say anything about the grades of those students, right?"

The teachers who were criticized by this remark were cursing in their hearts but did not dare to show it on their faces. They just glanced at Vice Principal Wei, hoping that she would speak up for them.

Vice Principal Wei had a gloomy face. She knew very well that Yong Huaqiang was targeting her.

If it were any other time, she would have probably retorted a few words, but her brother's incident had forced her to stop confronting Yong Huaqiang head-on.

Principal Yong looked at her and said, "Vice Principal Wei, we teachers are dedicated to the development of our country. The times are changing, and a strong youth means a strong country. Our school has so many good seedlings, and we can't bury them in our hands. Don't you agree?"

Now that things have come to this, how can she object?

He smiled and said, "Principal Yong is right. The times are changing and we teachers cannot stick to the old ways. It's time to change."

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Since then, teachers have also started to work together, learn from each other, and their teaching styles have become particularly attractive to students.

Students who love studying are very enthusiastic about it, and those who don’t like studying are inexplicably attracted by the humorous words of the teachers in class and listen with great interest.

The whole school is moving in a good direction.

Wenjing's days are filled with study tasks and she has no sense of how time passes.

If you work day and night to make up for the junior high school knowledge, it will be easy to understand the knowledge that you didn’t understand in the first year of high school.

In the blink of an eye, it was already January 1988, and it was the fourth monthly exam for the first and second grades of junior high school and the first and second grades of senior high school at Yongchang No. 1 Middle School.

The weather in January is still very cold, but the weather today is very good.

It has been cloudy and rainy for several days in a row. Today the sun finally came out and it felt warm.

The creaking sounds of tables, chairs and benches could be heard again on the first and second floors of high school.

However, Principal Yong attached great importance to this monthly exam. He wanted to see the teachers' teaching results and the students' true grades. He and a group of teachers reformulated the exam rules.

Students were not allowed to take the exam in their original classes. Instead, students in the first and second grades of high school were combined and their order was disrupted, with one row for the first grade and another for the second grade. Desks and chairs were placed wide in front and back to prevent students in the back row from looking at those in the front.

The papers on both sides are different, you can't see the front and back, and there's no place to copy if you want to.

Some students are extremely angry. Some of them used some tricks to get into this school, like Wenzhu.

They usually rely on copying here and there to maintain their image as "good students". This exam was so embarrassing that they kept cursing the teacher who planned this exam.

Those students with good grades breathed a sigh of relief, finally no longer having to worry about their papers being read by others.

One classroom can accommodate 30 candidates, which is definitely not enough, so many candidates are arranged to take the exam in the playground.

But there were only eleven classrooms in the first year of high school, and she was in the sixteenth examination room, so she had to take the exam in the playground.

Xiong Moli helped her carry the chair to the playground. Fortunately, it was on the first floor and not far away.

After setting up the tables and chairs, Xiong Moli sat down tiredly, looked up at the sun, squinted her eyes, and enjoyed the warmth of the sun. "Ah, such a comfortable sunshine, Jingjing, I also want to take the exam outside."

Wen Jing also looked up and slightly closed her eyes, feeling the warmth of the sun on her face. She smiled brightly, emitting infinite vitality and energy in the sun.

"How about I ask the teacher to switch with you?"

"Oh, I'm just kidding. That's too much trouble. I'll be done with the sun for a while."

The two of them were chatting with each other, unaware that Fang Yanxin was not far away, holding a chair in his hand. Looking at her standing there quietly, this moment seemed to be frozen in eternity, leaving a deep and unforgettable mark in the depths of her heart.

Bai Fei followed him carrying a table, with his head down and a dejected look on his face, not noticing that Fang Yanxin had stopped.

He took the test in the classroom, and Fang Yanxin took the test in the playground.

Normally, I could glance at the big questions Fang Yanxin did, but this time I couldn’t. I will definitely fall out of the top ten in the grade.

Then maybe the dinner when I get home might be a plate of fried pork with bamboo slices.

He couldn't help but sigh, "Ah, who the hell made this rule? They're deliberately making fun of me... Brother Xin, you'd better... Hey? Brother Xin?" Only then did he realize that Fang Yanxin beside him was gone.

When I turned around, I saw Fang Yanxin standing there looking in one direction.

Following his gaze, my eyes lit up and my gossipy spirit was ignited.

With Brother Xin's plate of melon, stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots doesn't taste so bad anymore.

Xu Ye was also walking towards the playground with a set of tables and chairs, and walked towards Wen Jing with excitement.

He completed all the procedures and officially transferred to Yongchang No. 1 Middle School today.

The monthly exam is on the first day of school.