Rebirth of the Rising Sun

In the classroom of Grade 8, a man in his 50s with a cane was instructing a student. Not far away, Xiao Yueqing was doing her homework.

Feng Sizhe took a quick look and found that there were only about six or seven students in the classroom, and unfortunately, Xiao Yueqing was among them. He had heard before that Xiao Yueqing had not been able to catch up with the course because she had just arrived in Zhuangcheng City, especially because the teacher spoke 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 understand what the teacher was saying, so it was no wonder that the student couldn't keep up.

"Ding, ding, ding." 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 at first, then asked, "Who are you?"

"Excuse me, you are the teacher here, right? I am the parent of Feng Yueqing, and I am here to pick her up." Feng Sizhe replied with a smile. Feng Sizhe, who has great respect for teachers, was smiling all the time. He was used to this kind of expression when facing the grassroots people.

"Oh, you are the parent of Feng Yueqing. You came at the right time. She seems to have a hard time studying, maybe because she can't understand what we say. Now that you are here, you can tutor her." The teacher did not treat Feng Sizhe as an outsider. His Mandarin was not very good to begin with, so he took the opportunity of Feng Sizhe's coming to teach Feng Sizhe.

Liu Fei, who was standing by, was not happy when he heard that the teacher actually asked Feng Sizhe to teach Xiao Yueqing. The mayor was so busy at work that he didn't have time to be a teacher here. Although Feng Yueqing was the boss's biological daughter, since she came to the school, wasn't it the school's obligation? Otherwise, what would a teacher do? He wanted to step forward and argue with the teacher. But Feng Sizhe stopped him with his hand, "Okay, I'll go teach my daughter." As he spoke, Feng Sizhe also blinked at Xiao Yueqing who was looking at her, and Xiao Yueqing immediately smiled.

Feng Sizhe walked into the classroom, came to Xiao Yueqing, and began to teach her how to do the questions. In fact, the questions were very simple, and Xiao Yueqing could do them if she worked carefully. It was just because the teacher here didn't speak Mandarin very well, so she misled Xiao Yueqing, which led to such a result.

About twenty minutes later, Xiao Yueqing finished all the questions, and then Feng Sizhe stood up and said to the teacher, "Come, take a look, is this ok?"

The teacher with a weak leg took the homework book handed over by Feng Sizhe, looked at it and nodded, "Very good, you have finished it and done it 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? Aren't teachers in your school supposed to speak Mandarin? How can you blame the parents for this?" Liu Fei, who had been waiting for 20 minutes, was already a little unhappy. He was still too young. He should have been more careful with his words at work, but now he was in school, and no one knew him, so naturally he didn't think much about what he said. Besides, he used to be a teacher, and he knew very well what the responsibilities of a teacher were. It was their responsibility to teach children and teach them all kinds of learning.

"Comrade, you are right. Teachers should be able to learn Mandarin. However, this is not the case for our Class 8, Grade 1. Generally, the students who go to school here are locals and can speak the Zhongzhou dialect." The teacher was honest and told Liu Fei the answer directly.

Feng Sizhe was a little confused when he heard this. What did it mean that the students in Grade 1, Class 8, were supposed to learn the Zhongzhou dialect? Was it only Grade 1, Class 8, that was the case, and not the other classes? He couldn't help but become curious, "Teacher, what's your name? May I ask what you meant by what you just said? Is Grade 1, Class 8 special?"

"Hello, parent of Feng Yueqing. My last name is Zhou, and you can call me Teacher Zhou. You asked the right question. The entire first grade is Class 8, Year 1. It's not a big deal, because the students in Class 8 are rather special. Most of them are assigned to this class because their family conditions are not so good. Of course, they are mainly local students, and the school has set up such a class to take care of some students' parents." Teacher Zhou looked at Feng Sizhe while speaking. To be honest, he was also very curious. Judging from the parent's dress, it seemed that his conditions were pretty good, so why did he send his child to Class 8, Year 1?

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

Children are the hope and flowers of the motherland, so their education is particularly important. It is wrong and even wrong to let them feel the existence of an unfair system at such a young age. It is conceivable that the students in Class 8 of Grade 1 will be ridiculed by students from other classes when they leave the classroom. Will it be good for the physical and mental development of children if they live in such an environment from an early age?

Thinking that this might affect some young children, Feng Sizhe was sad and angry at the same time. The country has always said that even if it is poor, education should not be neglected, and even if it is hard, children should not suffer. But is this really the case? Obviously, at least the 17th Middle School did not do so. And such a thing happened under his rule, so he could not ignore it.

Although he was very angry, Feng Sizhe suppressed his anger in front of Teacher Zhou. After all, he was just a teacher working on the front line. He would not dare to do this with his power. The person who could make such a decision must be at least a school leader. "Teacher Zhou, does your school know about this? Is there no one to supervise it?"

"Of course the school knows about this, and this is the rule set by the school. They say this class was established to help students from poor families. This should be a good thing." Teacher Zhou answered with certainty, and even spoke as if he was referring to the school.

This made Feng Sizhe even more puzzled. Since you are a teacher and a role model for the children to learn from, there are some things that you must set an example for and do well first. In the current situation, the teacher thinks there is nothing wrong, so it is no wonder that these students would sit here without resistance.

"Teacher Zhou, to be honest, I still have great respect for the profession of teacher, but don't you feel that what you said is wrong? Yes, the school has taken some measures to create conditions for some students from poor families, which is worthy of recognition, but your approach is likely to hurt the self-esteem of students, you know? This is not worth the loss." Feng Sizhe obviously does not support this activity launched by the school. If it is said that special arrangements and assistance methods are made for students from poor families, this is understandable, but if this special arrangement hurts the self-esteem of children, it is not good. But Xiao Yueqing happened to be in this class, which really made Feng Sizhe feel a bit amused.

Xiao Yueqing also leaned against Feng Sizhe's legs at this time. Seeing her father scolding her teacher, she couldn't help but shake Feng Sizhe's legs, "Dad, Teacher Zhou is very pitiful, please don't talk about him anymore." The child was sensible and knew how to speak for her teacher.

"Yeah." Feng Sizhe touched Xiao Yueqing's head lovingly. To be honest, his daughter is very strong-willed. Maybe she has sensed something in Class 8 of Grade 1, but she never said anything when she got home. This alone shows that she has a strong sense of self-esteem and doesn't want to trouble her parents for everything. In the end, Xiao Yueqing was right to say that. This matter had nothing to do with Teacher Zhou. This was a school move, and it was far from a teacher's decision. "You two go and see if there are 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 over, he still hoped to meet other school leaders here. Of course, Feng Sizhe wanted to report the situation as a parent, not to use his power. Otherwise, Liu Fei only needed to make a phone call, and not only the school leaders, but also the deputy mayor in charge of education and the leaders of the Municipal Education Commission would rush over.

Li Shuang and Liu Fei followed the order and went. It didn't take long before they found someone. This was also a coincidence. Liu Fei called for a long time but no one came. He happened to pass by the office of the head of the grade on the first floor and saw a female comrade who had just removed the mask on her face. He went in and asked, and found out that the person's surname was Yang, Yang Mei, and she was the head of the grade for the first year. She should be considered a small cadre. Liu Fei brought Yang Mei over.

Liu Fei did not show his work ID, but asked Yang Mei to come and take a look at Class 8, Grade 1, on the grounds that the parents had reported the situation.

When she heard that they were the parents of Class 8, Year 1, Yang Mei's originally confused expression immediately turned serious. It was probably because Yang Mei had already determined in her heart that the parents of Class 8, Year 1 did not have a high social status and did not need to be respected too much.

As soon as she entered Class 8 of Grade 1, Yang Mei asked Teacher Zhou in a high-handed manner, "Zhou Fuyong, what's going on? I wonder what's wrong with your class? It's so late and they haven't let the students go home yet. No wonder the parents are dissatisfied. And I think your teaching method is also problematic. You are an old teacher. Don't you know that you can't take up students' time after school?"

Yang Mei saw that Feng Sizhe, Liu Fei and Li Shuang were dressed quite appropriately, so she did not say anything unpleasant to them, but directed her gaze directly at Zhou Fuyong.

Just now when Liu Fei and Li Shuang went to look for someone, Liu Fei chatted with Zhou Fuyong for a while and learned some things about Zhou Fuyong.

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