I Am Just a Support Teacher

Sichuan Province, Yizhou, a certain county, the county committee community.

"Feng Yi, I heard from my secretary that your son has already entered junior high school at the age of ten, and he scored more than 700 points in the test. Is it true?" A middle-aged woman in her forties asked Zhou Fengyi, Zhao Niuqiao's mother. .

"Haha, the teacher taught well."

It could be heard that Zhou Fengyi was very happy.

As a parent, there is nothing more gratifying than having a child who is successful.

Today, Zhou Fengyi saw her son's grades in the WeChat group. The total score of the first grade of junior high school was 760, and his son scored 723. How could he be unhappy.

So, Zhou Fengyi couldn't hold back and posted a circle of friends.

Then, many people knew that Niu Qiao scored 723 points in the final exam of the first grade of junior high school.

Niu Qiao, the son of the county magistrate, is known to many people in the county party committee. He is only 9 years old. He did not expect to be in the first grade of junior high school and get such good grades in the exam, which surprised many people.

"Fengyi, tell me, where did you send your son to study? Why did he become so powerful in only half a year." The middle-aged woman asked Zhou Fengyi.

"Hey, didn't a great teacher take a fancy to my son's learning talent before, and wanted to take my son as a student, and then I went there to have a look, and felt that the teaching level there was not bad, so he took my son Niu Qiao was sent there to study, and I didn't expect him to get such good grades." Zhou Fengyi said modestly.

"What school? It's so good!"

"It's a village-run primary and secondary school in the mountainous area of ​​Guizhou Province."

"Are all village-run primary and secondary schools so powerful?" The middle-aged woman obviously didn't believe it. She guessed that it might be a famous primary and secondary school like Modu Middle School.

However, even if it is Modu Middle School, I am afraid that there is no way for a student who is still in the fourth grade of primary school in the first half of the year to be able to enter the first grade of junior high school in the second half of the year and score more than 700% in the final exam!

"You may not believe it, but it is actually a village-run primary and secondary school."

Zhou Fengyi said to the middle-aged woman: "But it's not how powerful this school is. The main reason is that there is a very good teacher in this school. You only need to listen to it once to learn, and my son learned so quickly in his class."

"Really so powerful?" The middle-aged woman was surprised.

"It's really amazing. If you tell me something, you may not believe it. There is an eight-year-old kid named Liu Zichen in his class. He is now in the third year of high school. Do you know how much this kid scored in the final exam?" Zhou Fengyi said asked the middle-aged woman.

"How many points?"

"713 points." Zhou Fengyi said to the middle-aged woman: "If this child takes the college entrance examination this year, Tsinghua University and Peking University will be safe."

"Is this true? Why does it sound like a myth to me? He can be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University, so why doesn't he take the college entrance examination?" the middle-aged woman asked.

"Because this child will follow Mr. Yang to study as an undergraduate, and he will take the college entrance examination after completing the undergraduate course."

Zhou Fengyi said: "You don't know, in Mr. Yang's class, all the students are geniuses, my son can only be ranked at the bottom with such talent. There is also a student named Zhang Yuechi in his class, who is as old as my son. I'm already in the first year of high school, and I scored more than 700 in this exam."

"This is too exaggerated, Feng Yi, you lied to me, right?" The middle-aged woman couldn't believe it.

"What did I lie to you for? My son's grades are there." Zhou Fengyi said.

In fact, when she saw the report card Yang Xin posted in the group, she didn't believe it.

In the end, she called her son Niu Qiao in person, and took the test again with the final exam papers of the first grade of junior high school. Only after she was sure that her son could really score more than 700 points did she believe it.

"Then, does Teacher Yang still accept students? If possible,

I want to send my son there to study too. My son is only in the third year of junior high school. "The middle-aged woman asked Zhou Fengyi.

"This... I'm afraid it will be difficult. When Niu Qiao came back last time, I wanted to arrange for my nephew to study there, but he directly refused." Zhou Fengyi said.

"Well, Feng Yi, can you ask for help? Just ask and try. If it doesn't work, forget it." The middle-aged woman begged.

"Okay, I can make a phone call to ask Teacher Yang, but if he doesn't accept it, I won't make a second call." Zhou Fengyi said.

"Okay, thank you then." The middle-aged woman nodded.

Immediately, Zhou Fengyi called Yang Xin in front of the middle-aged woman.

Zhou Fengyi naturally talked about the matter here, and then mentioned that the student here is the son of the county secretary, and then asked Yang Xin if he would accept it.

For such a situation, Yang Xin naturally directly refused.

Not to mention the son of the county secretary, he doesn't even want the son of the provincial secretary.

"You heard it too, Mr. Yang is not accepting students now." Zhou Fengyi said to the middle-aged woman with a helpless expression.

"Well, that's fine, it's getting late, I'll go back first, and I'll chat with you later." The middle-aged woman said to Zhou Fengyi.

"I send you."

Seeing the middle-aged woman leave rather disappointed, for some reason, Zhou Fengyi felt a little joy in her heart.

So what about the secretary's son? If he said he didn't want it, he didn't want it.

Then she felt a little lucky again. She was very glad that she went to investigate in person, and didn't stop her son from going to study there because she looked down on the school in the mountain village.

In the end, she was still a little grateful, thanking Yang Xin for teaching his son so well.

After returning from school for more than half a year, she could clearly feel that her son was more polite and filial. After returning, he helped her with housework every day, which made her very happy.

Not only on Zhou Fengyi's side, but in many other places, Yang Xin's students have become the center of discussion among relatives, friends and neighbors during this winter vacation.

For example, Zhao Zihan, when she came back from the previous summer vacation, she had just graduated from junior high school.

And this time when I came back from the winter vacation, I was already a sophomore in high school.

Moreover, this time Zhao Zihan still scored more than 700 points in the test. If this continues, it is safe to be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University.

Zhao Zihan, who used to be a bad boy recognized by everyone, fought and fought, was ignorant, but he did not expect to become so good in just two years. The contrast between them is too great.

Many people asked Zhao Zihan and her parents again where Zhao Zihan was studying, and they wanted to send their children there.

Facing inquiries and inquiries from relatives and friends, Zhao Zihan's parents naturally said that there were no students accepted there.

They called Yang Xin several times and were warned once by Yang Xin.

They are also very afraid that if they annoy Yang Xin, it will cause bad things to their daughter.

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