It's the students' fault if they are too popular.

"hey-hey."

A smile that seeks praise.

"Are you nervous about the exam?" She added a vegetable and hung it in the air. "It seems that you are under a lot of pressure. Your attitude is still very important."

"I'm fine..." Xu Yin thought, "But there are also some who are very nervous. Chen Mo is obviously under a lot of pressure. Her grades are better than mine, but she seems to be unable to sleep before every exam, and she gets stomachaches as soon as she enters the exam room."

Chen Mo, the top student in Class Four and a regular in the top three in the grade, was, in Tong Yao's impression, a girl who spent the whole day doing exercises and didn't even seem to listen in class.

To be honest, these students don't really need her to guide them in their studies. It's not that they don't listen to the lectures, but they know what they need to listen to and what they can learn on their own. They are not geniuses, they just do more questions than anyone else.

To save worry is to save worry, but it is to make the teacher doubt the value of his own existence. The college entrance examination is almost a test that can be passed by just doing questions, so the role of the teacher should be reflected in places other than the sea of ​​questions.

In the future, many industries will be replaced by intelligence, but education will not.

"I heard that insomnia and diarrhea are both manifestations of anxiety and tension." Tong Yao sighed, "Psychological quality..."

After dinner, Xu Yin did not go back to the dormitory, so Tong Yao asked:

"Aren't you going back to bed?"

"Let's go back to the classroom to review." Xu Yin waved and smiled, "Good afternoon, Sister Yaoyao!"

Everyone is working very hard.

Tong Yao thought as she waved back.

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The school is quieter at noon than at night.

As the wake-up bell rang like a charge horn, the busy students yawned and rushed out of the dormitory. They were experienced warriors who were ready to fight to the death in the afternoon's chemical biology class. A few of them were like they were going to the execution ground, knowing their fate in advance, and they were dead and gloomy to save face, and they were used to laughing with their friends.

Ruan Qian walked into the teaching building with a pessimistic attitude.

In the classroom before the exam, there were still a lot of people asking the top students questions. She occasionally heard some of them and found that she seemed to be unable to do them either. She was so annoyed that she wanted them to shut up.

When the time came, she walked into the examination room, saw the nursery rhyme on the podium, and quickly lowered her head, staring at the table in a daze.

Tong Yao followed the usual practice and sat on the podium after sticking the barcode.

All I could hear was the friction of paper and pen.

She thought being an invigilator was a simple job until she saw a boy looking under the table from time to time. All the tables in No. 1 Middle School were locked, so it was certain that the drawers would not be opened in the examination room. So, what was that boy doing?

Looking at... cheat sheets?

She walked down slowly, trying not to disturb others. When she reached the boy, she glanced at him. The boy's body was stiff, he held the pen motionlessly, his clenched left hand on his thigh. Tong Yao could almost see the cold sweat on his face.

She looked away and turned to the boy's desk. From the information on the test paper, she knew that the boy was from Class 6. There were all kinds of things on the test paper, including a large iron pencil case.

She paused suddenly.

Changing her angle, she stared at the pencil case and saw the densely packed chemical reaction formulas written in pencil on it.

Even with the irrefutable evidence of cheating right there, she hesitated.

How to do?

According to the regulations, the boy’s test paper should be confiscated and he should be taken to the grade group?

No. 1 Middle School has always had an abhorrent attitude towards cheating.

She could imagine what would happen to the boy next: 0 points on the test, a serious demerit, his parents invited, a public self-reflection under the national flag, being laughed at by classmates, and the teacher looking at him with tinted glasses.

This is not a one-time exam question.

This is something that will affect the trajectory of a child's life.

Cheating is shameful, and Tong Yao knows this very well.

But cheating in monthly exams is different from cheating in college entrance exams. After all, cheating in monthly exams has little impact on the interests of others, and only affects others' impression of oneself, and has little damage to fairness. If it is handled according to the rules, will the cost be too great?

She stood for a while, picked up the pencil case on the boy's desk, and frightened the boy to gasp and look at her tremblingly. Tong Yao smiled, said nothing, took out the pen inside and put it on the desk, then walked back to the podium.

The boy's face was pale, and I don't know whether it was because of the fear of surviving the disaster or the fear that she would take revenge on him later.

The male teacher behind her saw her movements and walked over in confusion. He glanced at the boy as he passed by and asked quietly from the podium:

"Teacher Tong, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." She smiled and passed it over.

She would keep an eye on the boy to give him no chance to cheat.

"jingle--"

The shrill sound of the rolling bell is like the god of death coming to take people away.

Tong Yao collected the papers one by one. When he received the little girl's paper, the little girl still lowered her head. Her soft black hair was a little messy and furry, which seemed to reflect the mood of her owner.

She continued to collect the papers. The boy who cheated looked at her nervously, but she had no intention of threatening him. She pretended nothing had happened and collected all the papers.

The next biology exam ended uneventfully, without any undercurrents.

Tong Yao left with the test paper, delivered the things, and when she left the office, she found someone waiting for her outside the door.

The boy from Class 6.

He looked embarrassed, had no confidence and was filled with shame.

"teacher……"

"It's you." Tong Yao looked at him, "Your pencil case is on the podium, go get it yourself."

The boy lowered his head, put his hands behind his back, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Thank you, teacher."

"What is your name?"

"...Xie Zihan."

"Don't cheat anymore, got it?"

She spoke every word in a soft yet weighty voice.

"Ah."

The boy ran back.

The door to the office behind him slowly opened.

Tong Yao turned around and saw the grade leader Ye Wei.

"...Mr. Ye."

"What did Teacher Tong say just now?" Ye Wei said with a smile, "I heard someone cheating?"

Tong Yao felt a little embarrassed and wondered how this guy could have such sharp ears.

Ye Wei didn't pursue the matter and walked towards the cafeteria humming a song.

"Teacher Ye."

She suddenly spoke up and asked the question she had been wanting to ask, "Do you follow the rules for every student who cheats?"

Ye Wei turned around and said with a smile:

"That's not the case either."

Tong Yao was stunned, "Then... how to deal with it?"

"Every teacher has his or her own method, and every student has his or her own personality. School rules are not laws."

Ye Wei smiled, "Poor students will cheat, good students will cheat too. We are all teachers, and we are all for the good of our students, to get them on the right track, not to have a counterproductive effect. Some students are fragile, so of course we can't treat them too rigidly or seriously. What if they can't get over it? What if it ruins their lives?"

Even if it is done according to the rules, no teacher is willing to take on this responsibility.

Ye Wei changed the subject, "But some students need to be dealt with seriously. They are the kind that are not afraid of boiling water. I went around the examination room at the back and confiscated two mobile phones. How can we not punish them?"

Tong Yao nodded subconsciously.

After saying goodbye to Ye Wei, she stood there and thought a lot.

Is your approach correct?

She hoped that was correct.

But only time will tell.

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During the exam period, No. 1 Middle School packed its schedule, including at night.

At seven o'clock, which used to be the time for self-study, English listening is now being played.

The price of the shirt was nine pounds fifteen pence.

The park is west of the bank, and the bank is east of the restaurant. Finally, he said I got east and west mixed up and asked where the park was.

The questions in No. 1 Middle School are indeed quite difficult.

The exam lasts a whole day, and there is also a math test tomorrow morning. Tong Yao is worried whether these students have enough energy.

English is a very dead subject.

You will get points based on your level. You will rarely perform poorly due to nervousness, and you will rarely perform above your expectations. After all, if you don't understand, you just don't understand. There is no way to suddenly awaken like you can in mathematics by opening up your Ren and Du meridians.

While the listening material was playing, a student sneezed several times in succession, which disturbed Ruan Qian who was sitting behind him. She bit her lip in anxiety.

Tong Yao felt sorry for her, but also thought she was... quite cute.

If possible, she really wanted to go down and help Ruanruan read the listening music to her again.

Which teacher doesn't care about his or her students?

After the exam, many students breathed a sigh of relief. Although they still had to go back to study, at least they didn't have to fight anymore today.

At nine o'clock, Tong Yao has evening study in Class 7.

Because there was a math test the next day, people who were asking her questions surrounded her, and people from Class 4 also came over to ask questions, so she had to move a table out to explain.

But Ruan Qian was not among those who came to ask questions.

She wasn't surprised.

After a day, Tong Yao had clearly realized one thing -

The little girl was hiding from her.

Chapter 36: Hide your head like an ostrich

This is probably the most discouraging thing about nursery rhymes.

Am I being… disliked? Or am I being hated?

Or maybe the girl just felt that she did poorly on the exam and was embarrassed to see her again.

Tong Yao doesn't really care about grades, she cares about attitude. Temporary grades cannot determine the trajectory of one's life, but people with a good attitude will always succeed one day.

She knew that Ruanruan was a very hard-working child, and that was enough.

Late at night, Tong Yao was sleeping soundly, but in the girls' dormitory across the street, Ruan Qian was still fighting insomnia.

She closed her eyes, but felt no sleepiness. The blows from the exam came all at once, and she couldn't help but shed tears due to the anxiety of not being able to fall asleep.

She really wanted to do well in the exam.

In the morning, mathematics is the final battlefield.

Before entering the examination room, Ruan Qian splashed cold water on her face in the bathroom. She was afraid that she would make mistakes, so she covered her eyes with water to make them cool. When she entered the examination room, her heart was like a pinball falling from the roof, rising and falling violently.

Her identity as a student is her last resort.

Tong Yao held her chin and sat quietly in the front.

At ten o'clock, the test of learning outcomes over more than a month of school finally ended.

Most of the students stretched themselves lazily in relief and roared out in relief.

Ruan Qian walked silently to the back, picked up her schoolbag, and walked towards Class 7.