Chapter 59

The mayor of Chaonan No.1 Middle School personally attended the opening ceremony of the school and inscribed its name.

Yao Hui, its first president, served as the director of the Institute of education science of Beijing Normal University, and is now the vice president of the National Education Experimental Research Association.

The school covers an area of 60 mu on the left. There are 15 teaching classes in junior high school. There are only five classes in each grade from grade 1 to grade 3, and each class only accepts 25 to 30 students.

The acceptance process is very strict. Only the students who have passed the acceptance can enter the school to study. They are not rich children, they are the elite.

With the characteristics of educational science research, the university has been forming a consortium with the Institute of educational science of Beijing Normal University, employing several professors as part-time consultants. It can be said that the faculty is abundant and the education circle of L province is worthy of its name.

How many parents tried to send their children to No.1 middle school, but in the last life, Wei Sheng was so confused that he entered such a public noble school. He was confused by the high-intensity rhythm, and finally became the real crane tail of the school.

Monday school day, beginning of winter, light snow.

In the early winter of the north, the air is cool and slightly dry, and delicate snowflakes flutter in the breeze, hitting people's scarves, hats, and gloves.

In front of the gate of Chaonan No.1 middle school, the car orderly put the students in front of the gate. On the right side of the gate, there is a vertical regular script in Chaonan No.1 middle school. The words are rigorous and complete.

Wei Jiefang, riding a bicycle, stopped in the parking shed on the right side of the gate. "In two days, dad will give you the whole second-hand car, and the one in Hutai county will be sold by your second uncle." Wei Jiefang said while locking the car.

Wei Sheng nodded, then looked at the bicycle shed, almost all of which were students' CVT competitions. Only a few ordinary bicycles were scattered.

Naturally, she knows that not all students' families can prepare such good bicycles for their children without any pressure, so she can imagine the competition atmosphere in their schools.

Wei Sheng spent three years in No.

Of course, most of the well-to-do families are poor in education.

If you really don't have money, at least you have to be able to cross the strict acceptance mark line. I'm afraid only a small number of people can reach this level.

In addition to the school, the children of rich families also have other channels of higher education, such as the famous teachers' supplementary courses. This is a big part of Weisheng's former life. They can adapt to and accept the high-intensity rhythm of No.1 middle school, which is a little too difficult for Weisheng.

For most of the above-mentioned children, the support of their parents is better than that of their parents. After all, no one in a family with a little bit of foundation doesn't want their own children to look much worse than other children.

For such schools, Wei Sheng's family background and achievements are indeed a small part of the difference. Generally, children like Wei Sheng's situation are almost all over the remaining 20 ordinary middle schools in Chaonan city.

Wei Jiefang's serious voice suddenly rings in Wei Sheng's ear, "listen carefully in class, do your homework well, it's better than anything. Don't study those bad habits. We're not as rich as they are, so we can make full use of our study. Remember, it's hard to compare. "

Naturally, he saw the bicycles around him. Seeing his daughter watching, he naturally felt that his daughter was envious, so he opened his mouth and wanted to guide him.

Wei Sheng turned his head and looked at his father, smiling and nodding, "I know dad."

"Go ahead and report to Mr. Sun in class 5." Wei Jie slowed down and looked encouraging, smiling at his daughter, "your father has been a teacher for more than ten years, and you show your father some face this time. Go ahead and have a good class. "

Watching Wei Sheng step into the school, Wei Jiefang got on his bicycle again and turned away. He did not want to give his daughter superior living conditions, and he did not want her daughter to be much worse than other students, but he did not have this condition.

Thinking of this, Wei Jiefang sighed slightly, holding the bicycle handle more tightly. As long as the factory is well run

Wei Jiefang, who left, did not see it. Wei Sheng, who had already entered the school, turned back again. He threw down fifty cents in the stall in front of the school gate, took three big bubble gum and carried two into his pocket. Only then did he chew bubble gum and stretch himself into the school gate.

The students who walk into the school gate with their schoolbags on their back give people a feeling of vigor and vitality, while after stepping into the teaching building, a kind of dull and rigorous atmosphere comes.

In the hall on the first floor of the teaching building stands a statue of Yao Hui, the first president.

Behind the statue, there are many picture frames of celebrities in the school, including past presidents, outstanding professors, officials in important positions after graduation, and businessmen with enough influence in this era.

Although there are only a few frames, they are all outstanding figures.

Wei Sheng stood under the frame and watched for a while, then carried his schoolbag to the third floor.If she remembers correctly, there are three floors in junior high school. Grade one is on the first floor, the second is on the second floor, and the third is on the third floor.

But because the music room and computer room are on the second floor, the last class of grade two, that is, class five, is on the third floor.

Wei Sheng's class is on the same floor as Cui Xian and Shao Bingran, and the class is adjacent to each other. Because I saw Shao Bingran passing in front of the door almost every day after class, so I was so infatuated with him.

When he came to the third floor, the class opposite the stair handrail was class five in junior two. Wei Sheng pushed open the door of the class with his schoolbag in one hand. At this time, the students were studying by themselves in the morning and reading English aloud.

When Wei Sheng opened the classroom door and stepped in the moment, the voice of the class stopped. She clearly felt that everyone was looking at her from top to bottom, and then looked down and read again.

No one paid attention to Wei Sheng. Maybe they thought she was from other classes.

"Hello, I'm looking for Mr. Sun." Wei Sheng looks at the boy who leads the students to read aloud on the platform.

She had a little impression of this person. Her English class representative, her fluent American English from childhood even dwarfed English teachers. It seems that both parents are returned overseas Chinese.

What's the name of song.

"Hello, my name is song Jing. What can I do for you The boy motioned to the other students to continue reading. Then he went to the door of the class and politely held out his hand to Wei Sheng.

Wei Sheng secretly praises that the bear children in Hutai county do not have this quality, which shows the importance of parental education and school education. She opened her mouth and held out her hand. "Wei Sheng, I'm a freshman."

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