Seeing Yi Xiong being humiliated, many teachers felt a sense of satisfaction that evil would be rewarded with evil.
In fact, at noon, many subject teachers and class teachers received the test results of the classes they taught, and Tan Qingchuan also went around to inquire. At that time, they actually knew the test results of Tan Qingchuan's class and Cheng Ran's name.
Many people were surprised at Tan Qingchuan's calmness, which was in stark contrast to Wang Qi's side, who became extremely arrogant as soon as he achieved results, relying on Song Shiqiu.
When Tan Qingchuan inquired about the predetermined result, he calmly asked the teachers, "Can you keep this news under wraps for the time being?"
Many teachers understood the situation when they thought about the mid-term summary meeting in the afternoon. One senior teacher responded, "Teacher Tan, I haven't done the statistics for my subject yet, and it will come out later."
Some young teachers also said immediately, "Teacher Tan, don't worry, if anyone else asks me, I won't tell them."
In fact, Wang Qi's aggressiveness was seen by the teachers in the grade. Tan Qingchuan, an honest man, was constantly attacked and suppressed by Wang Qi just because he was a model teacher. Many people felt sorry for him from the bottom of their hearts.
He had been holding this anger for a long time. At this moment, when Tan Qingchuan "raised his arm and called out", almost all the subject teachers responded. In addition, Wang Qi's arrogant delusion blocked any information he might get.
From this summary meeting, it can be said that Wang Qi suffered a complete defeat.
Privately, many teachers who learned about this incident looked at Tan Qingchuan with admiration.
He is an honest man, but that doesn't mean he is a sucker or a fool.
The counterattack in the face of adversity was fierce and decisive.
Old ginger is still spicy.
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After the summary meeting, Tan Qingchuan heard the roar coming from his classroom in the afternoon. He smiled slightly, and at the last moment when school was about to end, he stepped into the classroom.
The subject teacher nodded to him, and the teacher who had finished explaining the test paper left early, leaving the last time to Tan Qingchuan.
Tan Qingchuan looked around the room, and finally his eyes fell on Cheng Ran. He smiled and said, "I'm sure everyone already knows about Cheng Ran's situation. The highest score in the grade is from our class, but our class average is not the highest. This makes me feel embarrassed."
Although the students were all young, they could hear something in these words. They thought that their class teacher, Old Tan, was really shameless. He was not satisfied with being the top student in the grade, and he was thinking about becoming the top class teacher in terms of average score. Was he going to be the top class teacher of this class
Who gave him such confidence
"Everyone should follow Cheng Ran's example... Come on, let's hurry up and finish the test paper that we didn't finish this morning... It may take up some of your time after school, I will only talk for two minutes..."
Only two minutes again!
The classroom was filled with grief.
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After Tan Qingchuan stayed in class for more than twenty minutes, when he returned home, his wife Zhao Qing had already rushed over with an "Ah!"
"Old Tan, is it true? Today, several groups of people mentioned your performance at the summary meeting in front of me! They said that you were calm and composed, spoke without panic, and severely reprimanded Wang Qi. Wang Qi had a sullen face the whole time. You didn't know that they described Wang Qi's restless and dejected look. It was really vivid by the teachers... In this courtyard, everyone is proud of you! They all said that if a villain like Wang Qi succeeds, everyone's life will be difficult in the future! They are all thanking you for fighting back against his arrogance."
Tan Qingchuan looked at his wife, and from her excited face, he seemed to see the days when they were both in the normal school and could only see each other occasionally across two cities.
He wore a black and blue work uniform that now looked shabby, and after riding on a green train for more than ten hours, he arrived at her school to find her, exhausted.
At that time, she had braids and wore a carefully-made floral shirt, which made my heart beat faster. Even when I think of her decades later, she still seems the same as yesterday.
At some point, after being married for many years and having children, they began to quarrel over all kinds of trivial matters in life, such as the pressure of taking care of the elderly, the money for the children's milk powder, tuition fees, and various other expenses. The insurmountable gap in reality weighed on their heads. He became more and more silent, and became an honest and good man in the eyes of others. Zhao Qing, who was a little bird, was also taken away by the years, and became mean and nagging, becoming a housewife who only complained about him every day.
At this moment, it seems as if they have returned to their youth again.
"Didn't Ma Weiguo say that you should take the lead... Ah! Is there hope for our house?"
Tan Qingchuan smiled and nodded, "It's a sure thing!"
Zhao Qing's eyes turned red in an instant and he couldn't help but cover his mouth.
Over the years, Lao Tan has been submissive at work, not seeking credit but avoiding mistakes, and living a stagnant life. Sometimes Zhao Qing quarrels with him, and what she can't stand is not the reality of the embarrassment, but Tan Qingchuan's appearance and temper. She can't see the future, and she thinks that maybe in another ten or twenty years, their lives will still be the same as now, or even worse... It makes her despair.
Despair gives birth to disappointment and quarrels, which make life lose its original appearance.
However, in this conflict, Tan Qingchuan regained his spirits, fought bravely and achieved fruitful results, which finally swept away the resentment that Zhao Qing had suppressed in his heart for a while.
It's really a great honor.
Tan Qingchuan had already patted Zhao Qing on the back, "Hey, look at you... why are you crying..."
"A big house! We are going to have a big house! Our son finally has his own room. Why aren't you crying? It's been decades... You've finally made something of yourself!"
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Previously, the students who were promoted to the first grade of junior high school had always been suppressed by the students from Dude Middle School. In many aspects, they had no say. The people from Dude Middle School had also long acted as if they were born superior from an aristocratic school. However, after the best Song Shiqiu suffered such a heavy blow in his grades, these students with the ancestry of Dude Middle School finally began to re-examine the students from the first grade of junior high school, whom they had originally looked down upon.
This result directly broke the curse that students from Dude Middle School always had superior grades. Even now, students from Dude Middle School are asking around about Cheng Ran's background.
Then the rumors about Cheng Ran in the first grade of junior high school also spread among the grade.
"It is said that Cheng Ran suddenly made great progress in his last semester of middle school. He broke through the top of the class with his grades in the middle and lower levels in the first grade! He was said to be the biggest dark horse in the first grade that year!"
"I know more than that. Someone over there said that he once participated in a cultural wall competition and made a cultural wall newspaper. To this day, the cultural wall is still on display in the first grade of junior high school. The principal even found a reporter to take photos and published them in the Shanhai City newspaper. The newspaper photos of the cultural wall were also included in the school history!"
"It is said that the cultural mural depicts the orbit of Comet Hale-Bopp. It is extremely detailed and incorporates historical events. The painting is also amazing..."
"I really want to see what that cultural wall looks like..."
Listening to his former Dude Middle School alumni talking about Cheng Ran, Qi Sheng's expression became a little stiff.
He still didn't expect that Cheng Ran's grades could be so good...
But what does it matter
He didn't care whether Cheng Ran ranked first in the grade. He just cared that Cheng Ran and Jiang Hongshao were very close, which he couldn't tolerate.
So what if Cheng Ran got first place in the exam now
But I have already told Jiang Hongshao about the shameless things that happened back then, how I framed Jiang Bo by calling a black cat a white cat.
No matter how good your grades are... As long as Jiang Hongshao knows what a shameless person you are, that's enough.
She will distance herself from you and exclude you from her world.
In the end, the winner is... me.
Then this afternoon, Qi Sheng saw the letter from Rongcheng No. 10 Middle School in the mailroom.
For some people, your heart will beat fast just by seeing her handwriting and the traces she has written.
Qi Sheng saw the letter, on which was written "Qi Sheng received" in a familiar handwriting.
He felt an indescribable throbbing sensation.
That was the itchy connection that belonged only to him and to her who was so far away.
After all, he even had to thank Cheng Ran for establishing a common topic and a common target of accusation between him and her.
Qi Sheng took the envelope, squeezed it, and felt a little depressed.
Because the letter he wrote to Jiang Hongshao at that time was a thick stack of paper, full of emotion and eloquent, and he wished he could relax his heart.
But the envelope for the reply letter was a very ordinary cowhide envelope, so thin that it made people feel distressed.
He suppressed his surging emotions, opened the letter, and pulled out the thin piece of paper inside.
It was only three fingers wide, a piece of paper made of ordinary exercise book paper.
It's like the writer casually cut a piece of letter from a notebook at hand, put it in an envelope, and dropped it into the mailbox.
Qi Sheng held the paper door with shaking hands.
There is a line of words on it, beautiful yet sharp, like a knife.
"Cheng Ran is my friend, and I don't want to hear any malicious speculation about him from anyone else.
Incitement and flattery never come from a great mind. Take this as a warning, Qi Sheng.
Don't write to me anymore.
I won’t be going back.”
On that day of that month of that year, it was like a bolt of thunder from a clear sky, shattering Qi Sheng.
(Monthly pass, recommendation ticket, bus card, bring them all!)