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Chapter 1527: Eight Classes a Year

In the classroom of Grade 8, a man in his fifties with a cane was instructing something in front of a student. Not far away from them, Xiao Yueqing was doing her homework with her head down.

Feng Sizhe took a rough look and found that there were only about six or seven students in the entire classroom, and unfortunately Xiao Yueqing was among them. He had also heard before that Xiao Yueqing had just come to Zhuangcheng City.

, the course was a little difficult to follow, especially the teacher's speech with a hint of Zhongzhou dialect, which made Xiao Yueqing, who was used to living in Kyoto, even more uncomfortable. Sometimes she even didn't know what the teacher was talking about, so she just couldn't understand it.

No wonder the student union can't keep up.

"Dang Dang Dang." Feng Sizhe knocked on the classroom door three times, attracting the attention of the middle-aged teacher.

When the middle-aged teacher looked up and saw three young people standing outside the door, he was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Who are you?"

"Sorry, you are the teacher here, I am Feng Yueqing's parent, I am here to pick her up." Feng Sizhe replied with a smile. Feng Sizhe, who has great respect for people's teachers, has a smile on his face. He usually faces

When he was a common man at the grassroots level, he was accustomed to this kind of face.

"Oh, you are the parent of classmate Feng Yueqing. You came just in time. She seems to be having a hard time studying, maybe because she can't understand what we are saying. And you are here, just in time to tutor her." The teacher did not.

Treat Feng Sizhe as an outsider. His Mandarin is not very good to begin with, so I took advantage of Feng Sizhe's arrival and asked him to teach Feng Sizhe.

Liu Fei on the side was a little unhappy when he heard that the teacher asked Feng Sizhe to teach Xiao Yueqing. The mayor had such a busy day at work, how could he have time to be a teacher here? Although Feng Yueqing was the boss's daughter, but since

Come to school, isn't this the school's obligation? Otherwise, what should the teacher do? He immediately wanted to step forward and argue with the teacher. But Feng Sizhe reached out and stopped him, "Okay, I'll teach my daughter

." As he spoke, Feng Sizhe blinked at Xiao Yueqing who was looking at her, and Xiao Yueqing immediately had a smile on her face.

Feng Sizhe walked into the classroom, came to Xiao Yueqing's side, and began to teach her how to do the questions. In fact, the questions were very simple, and Xiao Yueqing could do it if she did it carefully. It was because the teacher here was not very good at Mandarin, so she misled Xiao Yue.

Only by doing this to yourself can you get such a result.

About twenty minutes passed. Xiao Yueqing finished all the questions. Then Feng Sizhe stood up and said to the teacher, "Here, let me take a look. Is this okay?"

The teacher with bad legs took the homework book handed by Feng Sizhe, looked at it and nodded, "Very good, it's all done, and it's done correctly. Well, it seems that Feng Yueqing is still very smart, but

You still need to learn more about Zhongzhou dialect, otherwise you will still encounter difficulties in the future."

"What are you talking about? Shouldn't the teachers in your school speak Mandarin? Why does it have to be blamed on the parents?" Liu Fei, who had been waiting for twenty minutes, was already a little unhappy. After all, he was still too young.

, it is necessary to be more careful about what you say at work in the past, but now he is in school, and no one here knows him, so naturally his words don’t go over his head. After all, he used to be a teacher, and he is very

It is clear what the teacher's responsibility is. It is their responsibility to teach children and teach all kinds of learning.

"Comrade, you are right. Teachers should be able to learn Mandarin. However, this is not the case in our eighth class. Generally, the students who go to school here are locals and can speak the Zhongzhou dialect." The teacher

He was honest and told Liu Fei the answer directly.

Feng Sizhe was a little confused when he heard it. What does it mean that students in Class 8 of Year 1 learn Zhongzhou dialect? Could it be that Class 8 of Year 1 is like this and not other classes? He couldn't help but become curious.

"Teacher, what is your surname? What do you mean by what you just said? Does it mean that eight classes a year are special?"

"Hello, parents of Feng Yueqing, my surname is Zhou, you can call me Teacher Zhou. You are right to ask, the whole first grade is like this for eight classes a year. It is not a big deal, because students from eight classes a year

They are all quite special, mostly because their family conditions are not very good, so they are assigned to this class. Of course, they are all mainly local students, and this is why the school established such a class to take care of the parents of some students."

Teacher Zhou looked at Feng Sizhe as he spoke. To be honest, he was also very curious. The parent seemed to be dressed in acceptable condition, so why did he send his child to Class 8, Year 1?

Feng Sizhe got this result, and his face immediately turned ugly.

Children are the hope and the flowers of the motherland, so their education is particularly important. It makes them feel the existence of an unfair system at such a young age. Obviously this is wrong and even a mistake. It is conceivable that once

I am afraid that the students in Grade 8 will be ridiculed by students from other classes when they leave this classroom. So, will living in such an environment since childhood be good for the physical and mental development of the children?

Thinking that this would probably cause some young people to be creative, Feng Sizhe was sad and angry at the same time. The country has always said that education cannot be poor if it is poor, and children must not suffer if they are suffering. But is this really the case? Obviously at least this tenth

This is not what No. 7 Middle School does, but since such things happen under his rule, he can't just ignore them.

Although he was very angry, Feng Sizhe still suppressed his anger when facing Teacher Zhou. After all, this was just a teacher working on the front line. Given his power, he would not dare to do this, and someone who could make such a decision, at least

It must only be someone at the school leadership level. "Teacher Zhou, does your school know what you are doing? Isn't there anyone in charge?"

"Of course the school knows about this, and this is the rule set by the school. It is said that such a class is established to help students from poor families. This should be a good thing." Teacher Zhou answered very firmly, even

There's something about school in the way he talks.

This makes Feng Sizhe even more puzzled. Since you are a teacher and a role model for children to learn from, there are some things you must set an example and do well first. However, as in the current situation, teachers do not think so.

Wrong, then it’s no wonder these students are sitting here without any resistance.

"Teacher Zhou, to be honest, I still have great respect for the teaching profession, but don't you feel that your statement is wrong? Yes, the school has taken some measures to create conditions for some students with poor family conditions.

It's worthy of recognition, but what you do is likely to hurt the students' self-esteem, you know? This is not worth the gain." Feng Sizhe obviously does not support this activity launched by the school, if it is for the sake of the family

It is understandable that special arrangements and assistance methods are made for students with difficulties, but it would be bad if this special arrangement hurts the child's self-esteem. But Xiao Yueqing happens to be in this class again, which is really frustrating.

Feng Sizhe felt like he couldn't laugh or cry.

Xiao Yueqing also leaned against Feng Sizhe's legs. Seeing her father reprimanding her teacher, she couldn't help but shake Feng Sizhe's legs, "Dad, Teacher Zhou is very pitiful. Don't talk about it."

He is dead." The child is sensible and knows how to speak for his teacher.

"Yeah." Feng Sizhe touched Xiao Yueqing's head lovingly. He said that his daughter was also extremely strong. Maybe she had already felt something in Class 8, but she never said anything when she got home.

This alone shows that she has a strong self-esteem and does not want to trouble her parents with anything. Having said that, Xiao Yueqing is right to say this. This matter has nothing to do with Teacher Zhou. It is a move of the school, far from being a teacher.

It's up to you. "You two go and see if there are any other school leaders here? Call them over."

Feng Sizhe said to Li Shuang and Liu Fei with a glimmer of hope. Although the school was out for a while, he still hoped to meet other school leaders here. Of course, Feng Sizhe wanted to be a parent of a student.

To report this situation instead of using power, otherwise, as long as Liu Fei makes a casual phone call, not only the leaders of the school, but also the deputy mayor in charge of education and the leading comrades of the Municipal Education Commission will rush over.

of.

Li Shuang and Liu Fei followed the order, and it didn't take long for them to find someone. This was also a coincidence. Liu Fei had been shouting for a long time but no one was there. He happened to pass by the grade leader's office on the first floor and saw a person.

The lesbian had just taken off the mask on her face, so he went in and asked, only to find out that this person's surname was Yang, and his name was Yang Mei. He was the group leader of the first grade, and he should be regarded as a small cadre. This Liu Fei

So he brought Yang Mei over.

Liu Fei did not show his work permit. Instead, he asked Yang Mei to come to Class 8 to take a look at the situation based on the parents' feedback.

As soon as she heard that she was a parent of Class 18, Yang Mei’s initially confused expression immediately turned serious. This may be because Yang Mei had already determined in her heart that the parents of Class 8, Year 1 had a low social status.

No need to be too respectful.

As soon as she entered Class 8 of Year 1, Yang Mei immediately asked Teacher Zhou arrogantly, "Zhou Fuyong, what is this situation? I asked you what happened to your class. It's so late and you don't get out of school. No wonder."

Parents have objections. And I think there is also a problem with your teaching methods. You are still an experienced teacher. Don’t you know that you can’t take up students’ time after school?”

Yang Mei looked at Feng Sizhe, Liu Fei, and Li Shuang who were well dressed, so she didn't say anything unpleasant to them, but pointed directly at Zhou Fuyong.

Just now when Liu Fei and Li Shuang were looking for someone, Liu Fei and Zhou Fuyong chatted for a while, and then they learned something about Zhou Fuyong.

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