Chapter 144 It's over, maybe I made the wrong move
Wang Chunmei didn't leave all afternoon, sitting in the canteen in front of the school.
Any place like this is an information collection center. She vaguely felt that her hope of being transferred to the provincial capital was about to be dashed, so she wanted to find out more information so as not to panic when the time came.
"Choose competitive students? Real or fake? It's only been a week since the first year of high school started. What will happen?"
The owner of the canteen is a young man who is talking to a middle-aged man who looks like a teacher.
"The school doesn't want this either. I heard that the city attaches great importance to next year's math competition and wants to find good candidates as soon as possible."
The young store owner handed him a cigarette, "Then wouldn't my brother be under more pressure?"
"Hey, don't worry about it. Zhongli has already gone to college. Yuwei has no competition in school, and the freshman in high school is even less important."
"I'm worried about whether he can get a walkout next year. This winter's competition is his last chance."
The shop owner smiled bitterly, "With Zhongli suppressing him, he hasn't won any important awards in two years. If he doesn't win it this year, he won't be eligible for recommendation."
The middle-aged teacher didn't say anything. It was obvious that the shopkeeper's analysis was right. Recommended places were not available every year. Mathematics geniuses like Zhong Li were hard to come by, and students in the same class as him could only consider themselves unlucky.
"Don't think too much. I heard that Zhongli is also actively trying to secure places for his juniors to be recommended for next year and the year after. This kid has a broad mind and his influence can at least benefit this class of Yuwei. There is no need to be discouraged."
Yuzhen thought of that expressionless face and smiled bitterly again.
"Okay, thank you, Teacher Yang."
The door opened, and the students rushed out like a crowd of sardines.
"Obviously?"
Wang Chunmei rushed out and held her daughter's hand. Su Mingming was surprised, "Mom, why didn't you go back?"
"Waiting for you to go together."
If she had not resigned, she should now be preparing for the start of school in No. 1 Middle School next week.
Wang Chunmei felt anxious, "Come with me to the market, what do you want to eat tonight?"
"Mom, why don't you ask me how I did in the exam?"
Wang Chunmei blinked, "How did you do on the exam?"
"You are too perfunctory with me." Su Mingming was very unhappy.
She did well in the exam, especially in physics. She had no idea what Zhu Ziming was talking about at the time, but after getting the paper, she could answer every question.
"Mom, I don't want to go to the Provincial Experimental High School. This test gave me a lot of confidence. Also, I hate Su Jian. I can't attack her if I go to the Provincial School."
"What? Okay, let's discuss it later in the evening." Wang Chunmei said absently.
She might have made a wrong step and should not have rushed to the province to find a job. It was all Su Jian's damn fault for disturbing her mood and making the wrong decision.
At the dinner table, Su Mingming boasted about how easy the exam was, and her classmates all looked disgraced. She couldn't help but feel happy.
Mrs. Su was so angry with Su Jian that she had a heart attack. Even after taking medicine, she was still very ill. She was annoyed by her granddaughter talking loudly at the dinner table.
"Okay, stop talking. The spittle is spraying everywhere."
"Dad, what do you want my milk to say?"
Su Mingfeng was not in a high mood today because Su Mingcheng and his wife went to the work to find him and ask him to fulfill his original promise.
Afraid of being heard by his colleagues, he stuffed all the change in his pocket into Su Mingcheng's hand.
"Mingfeng, how can this little money be enough? When we need money to build a greenhouse at home, you quickly make up for the rest. I did the calculations. Xiao Jian and Xiao Dan each have 120 yuan a year. By the time they reach their high school
Graduation takes a total of twelve years, and the total is 2,880 yuan. Don’t be stingy, you uncle. If you round up, just give me 3,000 yuan!"