Chapter 17

There was no news about the self-study series of mathematics, physics and chemistry, which made Zheng Jianguo, who left the library, inexplicably upset. Then he remembered what he had done with those "children" before, and his face couldn't help smiling bitterly. This is not what his character can do. The most normal way to deal with it should be to ignore it directly, which is enough to get rid of the entanglement of these "children". They don't dare to provoke themselves, Even if someone wants to do that, someone will think of it.

Just like the recommendation to go to college, the residents' committee and the brigade also need to recommend for graduating from junior high school to go to senior high school. The attention to academic performance is different due to different urban communities. Junior high school students in the city still pay more attention to their achievements in whether they can go to senior high school, while the commune and the brigade are just the opposite. Those who generally want to study and support from their families can enter the recommendation list, These three alone have brushed down the vast majority of junior middle school students.

These junior high school students generally study a lot, but they don't want to study much. They can't go to college after graduating from high school. At the same time, although they don't need to pay for their studies, students need money for food, drink and Lhasa. At the same time, they will also incur miscellaneous expenses for books and stationery. The most important thing is that children of other families can work and earn work points, Not only can't earn their own work points, but also spend extra money, so there are only two or three kittens on the recommendation list of each brigade every year.

In the Zheng family, as the only Miao Miao of the three generations of single biography, Zheng Jianguo has four sisters. His parents are young and strong. At that age, Zheng Fugui has worked as a barefoot doctor for more than ten years. It doesn't matter how many contacts he has accumulated over such a long period of time. He always gets familiar with sanlibao brigade. His family still doesn't lack his labor. Zheng Fugui and Du Xiaomei support him to go, So I gave him the quota that year. It's funny that those "children" thought that both sides had the same identity!

Leaving his previous impetuosity behind, Zheng Jianguo returned to the classroom and saw the students lying on the table. He knew that these were taking advantage of the lunch break and returned to his seat with light hands and feet. Hao Yun seemed to be home. He didn't come back yet, so he came out with his Notepad.

It's difficult to learn English. There are no teachers at the moment. Zheng Jianguo was dizzy after a while. Although he felt that it was impossible to learn like this, there was no good way to improve it. At present, everyone is learning dumb English. Even if there are teachers who understand English, they are reluctant to jump out words. If they want to finish a sentence skillfully, they have to be college students with professional counterparts, Unfortunately, as far as he knows, none of the students in this school is English majors.

"Zheng Jianguo, Mr. Guan asked you to go to the office."

Hao Yun didn't come back before class in the afternoon. Zheng Jianguo was thinking about whether something had happened to the goods. Zhao Nan, who came in from the door, said something to him. Zheng Jianguo blinked and stood up. Teacher Guan, a political teacher in class 5, grade 3, thought that his homework was finished. When passing by Zhao Nan, he ignored the smell of snow shower cream from the tip of his nose, He said, "didn't say anything?"

"I don't think it's a good thing. Maybe someone told your teacher what you said?"

Zhao Nan blinked and said, Zheng Jianguo nodded, squeezed out a smile on his face: "thank you."

"Is this guy so polite?"

Seeing each other's back disappear, Zhao Nan sat on his seat. He remembered the scene of the former enemy in the library, and felt that the classmate was obviously different from before, from transparent to publicity.

"Miss Guan, are you looking for me?"

At the west end of the two-story building is the office of the two-level departments of senior one and senior two. The house pattern is no different from the classroom of class one, senior two. The teacher's desks inside are not separated, but facing one another. Zheng Jianguo knocked on the door twice, opened it and looked at seven or eight pairs of eyes inside. When he called the middle-aged man looking at two big fish, Another thought flashed through his mind: "there's a problem with this title! In the past, I, including other students, wouldn't be so casual. "

"Oh, Jianguo is coming. Come here."

Sitting at the mottled desk, Guan Zhengyi waved, played the smoke between his fingers, watched Zheng Jianguo turn around and close the door in front of him, looked as if there was no problem, licked his dry lips, took up the enamel jar on the table, drank tea, and didn't want to drink all the tea sticks into his mouth, Then he vomited back into the teapot and looked. He said, "who taught you what you said in the library at noon?"

"Apply what you have learned."

Zheng Jianguo frowned. He didn't expect that some of those people would make a small report to the teacher. Then he remembered that this is the limit that students can do - don't normal students make a small report to the teacher or parents after being bullied?

At this thought, Zheng Jianguo's mouth couldn't help pulling. At this moment, Guan Zhengyi was staring at a pair of fish bubble eyes at him. He saw that he looked like a smile and played the smoke in his hand: "what's funny about you?"

"I laugh. I'm a sophomore. Unexpectedly, there are people like children who haven't had a fight. They lose. Go back and complain to their teachers and parents."

Zheng Jianguo silently looked at Guan Zhengyi, who was obviously stunned. Before he opened his mouth, he continued: "so, do you call me to preside over justice?"

"You --"

Guan Zhengyi almost couldn't believe his ears. He turned his head and looked at the tables around him. When he found that there was no one to find, he said, "you also said that your behavior in the library was a fight."

"That's a metaphor, and I point out the difference between me and them."

Zheng Jianguo's voice was not loud, and there was no student's due care and timidity when facing the teacher. At present, there was a teacher watching the play as if nothing had happened nearby, and he was not in the mood to see the play. A middle-aged man wearing glasses opened his mouth and said, "you are no different from other students. You are all students. You come to school to learn knowledge -"

"Mr. Chen, I'm afraid you haven't figured out what happened in the library before."

The teacher who spoke was the head teacher of class 1, grade 2. Zheng Jianguo only knew that he was teacher Chen who taught chemistry. After interrupting his words, he turned to look at Guan Zhengyi, who was silent, and continued to say, "teacher Guan, do you know what happened in the library before?"

"No, I don't care what happened in the library before. Now I only care about your identity. Can you tell me the difference between you and them? What makes you stand here and talk to your teacher like this? "

Guan Zhengyi put down the enamel jar. He can bring half of the politics of grade two in senior high school. Naturally, he has his own set of methods in mind. Previously, a student found him talking about the office. Although he knew that the goods were right, what he said was not very right: "don't you come to study?"

"You asked me the difference between me and them?"

Zheng Jianguo couldn't believe his ears. Then he looked up and down at the teacher, and his face showed a brilliant smile: "I'm Zheng Jianguo, group 2, team 3, sanlibao brigade, Kansai commune. The appearance column of my student status is different from that of the teacher, you and other students."

"Cough -"

When a violent cough came, Zheng Jianguo turned his head and smiled at the coughing female teacher. Without waiting for Guan Zhengyi to speak, he said, "you didn't even ask the reason, so you called me over for questioning. I think their students should go to the countryside for re education as soon as possible. The study there is more than learning knowledge, It can also help them establish good values and world outlook. What do you think? "

"What you said is right."

Guan Zhengyi's cigarette has been cut off. He didn't expect to hear such a brilliant sound with guns and sticks from a student. Rao is a political and ideological teacher who has worked for more than ten years. To be exact, it is after he has worked for so long that he knows better that what the goods haven't said makes him have no superfluous thoughts: "I'm calling you here, not blaming you, But I want to ask you why you want to find physics self-study series -- "

Educated young people go to the countryside to receive re education, which has been engraved in the memory of everyone here. Who is allowed to go down to receive re education, not to mention the seven or eight hundred students in the two levels of senior one and senior two, even the teachers here can also fall into this scope.

Zheng Jianguo directly pulled out this slogan, which is almost inexplicable at this moment, especially after he vaguely pointed out the difference, Guan Zhengyi dared to crook his mouth again, and Zheng Jianguo is also happy to compare it with the truth again.

Just after hearing Guan Zhengyi's statement, Zheng Jianguo was a little embarrassed. His small eyes blinked and blinked, and his small face showed a solemn color: "in order to criticize, criticize those bad old nine dross - do you have it?"

"I didn't - but I know where it might be."

Guan Zhengyi was not choked by this sentence. He automatically ignored a word that made him very uncomfortable. He squinted at the student in front of him who looked more like a veteran than a student. He lost a little sympathy for those who offended him: "don't think about the school and the library of the material company. Some words were sent to the paper mill to turn waste into treasure, If you really want to find it, you can consider going to the waste recycling bin in the city. If you are lucky, you may find -- "