Chapter 59 First Middle School, Freshmen Registration

Chaonan No. 1 Middle School, the mayor personally attended the inauguration ceremony of the school and wrote the name of the school.

Its first president, Yao Hui, once served as the director of the Institute of Educational Sciences at Beijing Normal University, and is currently the vice-chairman of the National Educational Experiment Research Association.

The school covers an area of ​​about 60 acres. There are 15 teaching classes in the junior high school. There are only five classes in each grade from the first to the third grade, and each class only accepts 25 to 30 students.

The acceptance process is very strict. Only students who pass the acceptance can enter the school to study. They are either rich or elite.

The school is characterized by educational scientific research. It has always formed a consortium with the Institute of Educational Sciences of Beijing Normal University, employing many professors as part-time consultants.

How many parents squeezed their heads and tried to send their children to No. 1 Middle School, but in the last life, Wei Sheng was so confused and entered such a public aristocratic school. He was confused by the high-intensity rhythm. The school is a veritable crane tail.

Monday, the school day, the beginning of winter, little snow.

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

In front of the gate of the No. 1 Middle School of Chaonan City, the car placed the students in front of the gate in an orderly manner. On the right side of the gate, there is a vertical line in regular script facing the South City No. 1 Middle School, which is rigorous and full of energy.

Wei Jiefang rode his 28 bicycle and stopped at the parking shed on the right side of the gate. "Dad will give you a whole second-hand car in two days, and the one in Hutai County will be sold by your second uncle." Wei Jiefang locked the car while he said.

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

She naturally knows that not all students' families can prepare such a good bicycle for their children without pressure, so she can imagine the comparison atmosphere in her school.

Wei Sheng stayed in No. 1 Middle School for three full years in her previous life. She understands how serious the school's competition is. If a child of any school buys an MP3, there will be a wave of MP3.

Of course, there are almost no people from poor families who can enter this school. Most of them are rich families, at least a well-off family, rushing to the rich educational resources to squeeze their heads and enter.

If there is really no money, at least they must be able to cross the strict acceptance score line in terms of grades. I am afraid that there are only a small number of people who can achieve this.

In addition to schools, children from wealthy families have other channels for higher education, such as supplementary lessons from famous teachers. This is a big win over Wei Sheng from the previous life at the starting line. They adapt and can accept the high-intensity rhythm of No. 1 Middle School. It was a little too difficult for Sheng.

Therefore, for most children from well-off families and above, their parents can still fully support them without hurting their muscles or bones. After all, no one in a family with a little foundation wants their children to look much worse than other children.

For such a school, Wei Sheng's family background and grades are indeed a very small number of anomalies, and generally children like Wei Sheng are almost all over the remaining twenty ordinary middle schools in Chaonan City.

Wei Jiefang's serious voice suddenly sounded in Wei Sheng's ears, "I heard it carefully in class, doing your homework well is worse than anything else, don't learn those bad habits, we might as well study hard as they have money. Remember, compare and contrast. Heart can't."

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

Wei Sheng turned to look at his father, smiled and nodded, "I know Dad."

"Go, go directly to Class 5 to report to Teacher Sun." Wei Xie smiled at his daughter with a calm expression and an encouraging smile, "Your father has been a teacher for more than ten years, and you will show your face to Dad this time. Go, Have a good class."

Watching Wei Sheng step into the school, Wei Jiefang got on the bicycle again and turned away. Why doesn't he want to give his daughter superior living conditions, and how can he hope that her daughter is much worse than other classmates, but he doesn't have this condition yet.

Thinking of this, Wei Jiefang sighed slightly, and tightened his grip on the handlebars of the bicycle. As long as the factory is well...

Wei Jiefang, who left, didn't see it. Wei Sheng, who had already stepped into the school, turned around and folded back. He threw 50 cents on the street stall in front of the school, took three big bubble gums and put two in his pocket. While chewing bubble gum, he stretched his waist and walked into the school gate.

The students who stepped into the school gate with schoolbags outside the school gate gave people a feeling of vitality, but after stepping into the teaching building, a dull and rigorous atmosphere rushed to the face.

There is a statue in the hall on the first floor of the teaching building, which is the statue of Yao Hui, the first principal.

Behind the statue, there are many famous photo frames of the school, including successive principals, outstanding professors, officials who hold important positions after graduating from the school, and businessmen who have enough influence in this era.

Although there are only a few frames, they are all exceptional people.

Wei Sheng stood under the photo frame and watched for a while, then walked to the third floor with his schoolbag.

If she remembered correctly, there are three floors in the junior high school, the first one is on the first floor, the second one is on the second floor, and the third one is on the third floor.

But because the music room and computer room are both on the second floor, the last class of the second grade, that is, the fifth class, 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. It was because I saw Shao Bingran passing by the door almost every day after class, so I was so infatuated with him.

On the third floor, the class directly opposite the stair handrail is the second and fifth class. Wei Sheng pushed open the class door with a schoolbag in one hand. At this time, the students were doing self-study in the morning and reading aloud in English.

When Wei Sheng opened the classroom door and stepped in, the voices in the class paused. She clearly felt that everyone was looking at her from top to bottom, then lowered her head and read aloud again.

No one paid any attention to Wei Sheng, perhaps thinking that she was looking for someone from another class.

"Hello, I'm looking for Teacher Sun." Wei Sheng looked at the boy on the podium who led the students to read aloud.

She had a bit of an impression of this person, the representative of the English class, who was fluent in American English since childhood and even dwarfed the English teacher. It seems that both parents are overseas Chinese who have returned from overseas.

What is it called Song?

"Hello, my name is Song Jing. What's the matter with you?" The boy motioned for the other students to continue reading, and then he walked to the door of the class and politely extended his hand to Wei Sheng.

Wei Sheng secretly praised that the bear children in Hutai County do not have this quality, which shows the importance of parental education and school education. She grinned and stretched out her hand, "Wei Sheng, I'm a freshman."