Farming at the beginning, I rely on business to counterattack and become a princess

Chapter 179 Not Hurtful But Extremely Insulting

Wen Dao pondered over and over again, and felt that the younger sister's method was really good. According to the younger sister's model, he had no idea, but he came up with a little idea.

Now it's all right, Wen Dao also joined the ranks of writing hard.

In the lecture hall, Lecturer Chen was condescendingly invigilating the exam, his eyes constantly scanning the audience like torches.Under such high pressure, everyone didn't even dare to tilt their heads, let alone whispering to each other, for fear that the lecturer would take them as a target if they were not careful.

However, what everyone didn't know was that, in fact, Lecturer Chen's thoughts had already been thrown out of the sky.

On the surface, it seemed that Lecturer Chen was staring at those poor people, but in fact, what echoed in his mind was the dean's lecture this morning.

This morning, the dean first announced the good news of "Wenchang Prayer and Ritual Festival held on the autumn festival day", and then changed the subject, and his tone became serious:
"Last year, there were 120 three students in our college who took the government examination, but only 34 passed the examination, and the pass rate was less than [-]%."

"The passing rate of college students' government examinations has been declining for two consecutive years. What do you think is the reason? Is it the students' problem? Or your problem? Or is it my dean's problem?"

"If this continues, we will lose the title of the No. [-] Academy in Chengnan County. When that day comes, how can I be worthy of the seniors of the Academy, and how will you deal with yourself?"

"To be honest, I've been deeply disappointed with everyone's performance in the past two years. A good Lizhang Academy has been ruined like this. Are you so indifferent and indifferent?"

"In my opinion, it's time to use the knife. Starting from this month, the lecturer who leads the students who rank last in the monthly test scores will deduct half of the salary of the month; and the lecturer who ranks first will be rewarded with double salary."

"The lecturer who has been ranked last for three consecutive months, if there is no special reason, you can ask yourself to be higher."

"There are still a few months before the government examination at the end of the year. I hope that all the lecturers will cheer up and teach seriously, don't talk about others, and really help students improve their grades and strive to pass the government examination."

"Remember, our goal is to pass the government examination. All teaching must be based on this goal. I hope you can do it yourself."

"In addition, let me say one more thing. The monthly test results will be posted on the bulletin board every month. I believe that everyone is a face-saving person. Don't let me down, let alone the students."

Lecturer Chen is not particularly afraid of the deduction of salary, what he is afraid of is that it will be advertised on the bulletin board, which is a great humiliation.

In case the students he brought were at the bottom of the monthly exam, then as the lecturer who led the class, he would be put on the pillar of shame.

He trembled at the thought of being judged by his colleagues or even students. If he really had to suffer such a great shame, he might run away with his pack or hit his head to death.

It has to be said that the dean's "not very harmful but extremely insulting" move lifted the spirits of all the lecturers present.

"We must not let such a terrible thing happen", I believe this idea is the voice of all lecturers.

Lecturer Chen himself knows his own affairs. Although the students from other classes he leads are "battlefield-tested", they are all street fighters.

At present, the grades of the students in my class are slightly below the middle level. Generally speaking, it is still a bit dangerous. We must pay close attention to learning and promote improvement.

Moreover, there are still a few backward elements in the class who do not want to make progress. For example, Lecturer Chen's eyes can't help but fall on Wang Yuchun.

"Hey, when did this guy get so serious?" Lecturer Chen muttered to himself as he stepped off the podium and began to inspect the audience.

At this moment, the bored Wang Yuchun was making serious circles on the paper, unaware that Lecturer Chen had walked behind him and observed silently.

To be honest, he didn't know any of the two questions given by Lecturer Chen, and he was only thinking about handing in a blank paper. The lecturer might be so angry that he had to write a few random sentences to prevaricate.

But for that arithmetic problem, he was really helpless. He couldn't even write a few sentences, so he had to scribble on the draft. Rip away.

"Hey, hey?" Wang Yuchun raised his head quickly, only to feel that his eyes were darkened, and the person standing in front of him was not Lecturer Chen, and he immediately froze.

Lecturer Chen squeezed the draft paper in his hand, the veins on his forehead were throbbing, and his eyes were fixed on a vivid mouse drawn on the draft paper.

The drawing of the mouse is very realistic. If today's test is painting, he must give it an upper class, but today's test is arithmetic. He has a strong sense of being humiliated. It seems that this ugly mouse is laughing at himself for his hard work in teaching. Determination.

"Wang Yuchun!"

Lecturer Chen raised his trembling hand, pointed at the culprit and said angrily, "You, get out, immediately! Immediately!"

Well, Wang Yuchun is a hero who knows the current affairs. He dared not let a fart go, so he ran out in a hurry and stood for punishment.

After this unexpected episode, the atmosphere in the examination room became quieter. You could hear a needle drop on the ground.

Two hours later, the exam ended amidst howls.

A few days later, the monthly exam results ranking list was posted on the bulletin board. This time, the unlucky ghost was a new lecturer who had just arrived, and the foreign dormitory led by lecturer Chen ranked sixth, passing the test steadily.

At the same time, the list of students who participated in the Wenchang Prayer Festival was also announced. Compared with the rankings, this is undoubtedly more attractive. A group of people squeezed in front of the bulletin board and almost broke their heads.

At this moment, a book boy was jumping up to the front. He was trying his best to withstand the pressure of the crowd behind him with his short body, and his eyes were quickly searching for his son's name on the bulletin board.

"Young Master, Young Master." After a while, the book boy yelled excitedly, then squeezed his way out of the crowd, and ran towards the leisurely young masters.

"My lord, my lord, we are on the list." The book boy reported the good news to his lord.

The owner of the book boy is Zhang Renshan, the second son of the local tyrant Zhang family. He smiled while waving his folding fan: "If you are on the list, you will be on the list."

The book boy was naturally Zhang Hua, and he didn't hesitate to praise him, singing Rainbow Fart loudly: "Young master is amazing, you are so amazing."

The young masters who stood with him also cupped their hands to congratulate Zhang Renshan on his successful selection. Everyone spoke to each other, and the voices of greetings inevitably became a little louder.

"Tch, what's so great about being on the list, it's worth shouting like this." A discordant voice suddenly broke in.

Everyone turned their heads and found that the person who spoke was Zhu Yanwen from the school next door. This kid usually has a lot of tricks and tricks, but he doesn't like studying very much.

(End of this chapter)