The music class was taken over again

Xiao Zhang said: "It's also...not just the students in our class, several teachers in the office are discussing it."

Another incomparably powerful pistol, Lei Xueming was so shocked that he was speechless.

His face turned pale, and he tried to calm himself down: "Xiao Zhang, do me a favor."

The father-in-law said it politely, but he couldn't help this favor.

"Uncle, tell me, as long as I can do it."

Lei Xueming turned around and said hello: "Honey, take out our household registration book."

Both Lei Xiaoyan and Teacher Xiao Zhang became nervous.

Lei Xueming held the household registration book firmly in his hand, while the young couple stared eagerly at the crucial little book.

"Xiao Zhang, I, Lao Lei, have never been dissatisfied with you. My daughter will definitely not suffer if she follows you, but this one counts for one. The question you showed me just now is a secret of our school. I don't know how it got into the hands of your No. [-] Middle School teacher so quickly."

Xiao Zhang understood what he meant, and quickly expressed his opinion: "I will check, and I will definitely ask you clearly."

Lei Xueming smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, wife, leave the household registration book."

Lei Xiaoyan stopped him: "Dad, why don't you give us the household registration book?"

Lei Xueming reprimanded: "Go away, who said that I will give it to you."

Lei Xiaoyan said anxiously: "Dad, your head is squeezed by the door. Your papers have already been done by students. There are thousands of students in the whole grade. Are they all dumb? There is no impenetrable wall in the world, let alone you What... the betting test paper is no longer a secret, you asked Xiao Zhang to check it, how did you check it clearly?"

Seeing that Lei Gong was about to strike again, Xiao Zhang hurriedly sent a ray of sunshine: "I'll ask, I'll ask. Uncle, don't worry, I will definitely find out."

He also knows that after the topic is made public, there are too many channels for dissemination, and it is impossible to find out clearly. What Master Taishan wants is attitude. Don't even think about taking it.

Afterwards he asked several students in the class.

"You asked me the question yesterday. I think your method is also good. Come, let me explain to you."

"Understood, can you show me your test paper."

"Our school has never printed this set of papers. Did you buy this exercise book yourself?"

After asking a few people, I actually found out something.

The dormitory students in No. [-] Middle School have two Mondays off, and the day students do not have to use their evening self-study every weekend.

He found that several day students in the class were attending a tutoring institution called "Sprint Class".

Originally, the time for the third year of high school was already very tight, and those who needed tutoring usually took supplementary classes during the summer and winter vacations, but now it was the second semester of the third year of senior high school, and there were still people attending cram schools.

Moreover, he is also skeptical about the capabilities of off-campus educational institutions, and sometimes disrupts the original learning rhythm.

Whether or not to go to the cram school is the freedom of the students. He did not take a very strong attitude, but just mentioned to the students seemingly unintentionally: "There are only a few months left, so it's okay if you don't go to the cram school. I personally think Well, the school's review plan is better than the ones outside."

Some students complained to him: "Teacher, I don't want to go either. My mother said that I couldn't even pass the second exam, so I must enroll in this class."

Xiao Zhang then asked, "Tuition...is it convenient to tell the teacher?"

"There are only ten students in our class, and the fee is higher, one hundred per class, and there are twenty students per class, which is cheaper."

Xiao Zhangyu said earnestly: "The teacher still thinks that the teachers in the cram school outside may not have much teaching experience, and they don't understand the rhythm of our three rounds of review. You, even if you make up lessons outside, you can't throw away the school tasks. Do you understand?"

The student said, "Teacher, in that cram school, most of them are teachers from No. [-] Middle School."

"What?!" Xiao Zhang raised several tones in surprise.

"But there are not many students in No. [-] Middle School, and they hardly have time to go to cram schools. They are all from No. [-] Middle School and Huazhong."

After being shocked, Xiao Zhang calmed down and felt that this matter was not so incredible. Although it was stipulated that teachers in public schools were not allowed to take cram schools, there were still many people who speculated. The temptation of money was irresistible. The extra money brought by the cram school is sometimes higher than half a year's salary.

It's Valentine's Day. On that day, there must be another long queue at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau. Lei Xiaoyan wants to queue up early. Everything is ready, and the only thing he owes is Dongfeng. The household registration book is still in his father's hands.

She was soft-spoken, but Teacher Lei didn't let go.

"Ask your partner, who the hell is that traitor?"

Lei Xiaoyan ignored him, and the father and daughter started a cold war.

At this moment, Lei Xiaoyan suddenly received a call from her fiance.

"Hello? Why are you?" Lei Xiaoyan glanced at Lei Xueming.

Lei Xueming pricked up his ears and held his breath, eager to hear what the two of them had talked about.

Lei Xiaoyan turned on the speakerphone.

Xiao Zhang said in a slightly nervous voice, "Xiaoyan, is uncle there?"

Lei Xueming grabbed the phone: "I'm here."

"Uncle...you...the teacher in your school seems to be tutored by an educational institution outside. I...that's all I know."

Lei Xueming tightened his grip on the phone: "Which tutoring institution?"

"Rush...the sprint class."

Lei Xueming sneered: "You said just now that you know so much?"

Xiao Zhang: "..." This old fox can't fight.

"Tell me, who is there?"

Xiao Zhang said anxiously: "Uncle, I swear to God, I really don't know anyone, I also asked a few students, and found that they go to cram school on weekends, and most of the teachers there are from No. [-] Middle School. I don’t even know any of my students. I… I know that much, I… I swear.”

Lei Xueming taunted: "Stop posting, you swear like farting."

He put the mobile phone in his daughter's hand, put on his coat quickly, and went to school.

Qiao Zheng sat beside Teacher Yan, staring at the monitor with four eyes.

It turns out that she really hates surveillance, but now she is next to her girlfriend, watching the surveillance with relish.

This is more high-end and atmospheric than watching movies.

Deluxe single room, nine screens synchronized.

Monitoring this thing is like mathematics. A layman will only doze off when he reads it. When you really understand the essence of it, you can reach the state of forgetting to eat and sleep.

What's more, watch it with your loved ones.

"Honey, screen No. 7, coordinates (3, [-]), it's too much, drinking iced Coke during class time! Fuck, I have so many bottles of Coke, confiscated and confiscated, he can't drink so much himself, if he doesn't drink it again It's not an iced Coke."

"Here, screen No. 1, coordinates (1, [-]), you're brave enough to sit in the first row and still be so arrogant, do you think I can't see what's hidden under his test paper, tomb robber notes! Hurry up and confiscate it, bring it back Show me."

Qiao Zheng's eyes moved quickly across the screen, and she felt that her eyes were not enough.

"Here, oh, it's too fast, replay, screen one, the girl by the second window, what is this doing? Curling eyelashes, my God, is this what eyelash curlers are for? I want to go there myself Teach her!"

Yan Ze pressed her leg in time: "Don't move, you just sit here."

With a click, the door frame was almost knocked open.

Qiao Zheng shivered in fright, and quickly distanced herself from Teacher Yan.

Yan Ze raised his head and saw Teacher Lei with a livid face.

Yan Ze didn't care about the details of etiquette, and Lei Xueming's temper was already irritable, so he must have been provoked to forget to knock on the door.

Qiao Zheng seemed to have heard the lightning and thunder, she gave Yan Ze a look, and went out tactfully.

Yan Ze went to close the door, and said in a peaceful tone, "Teacher Lei, what's the matter?"

"Do you know what kind of sprint class there is outside?"

Yan Ze thought about it and shook his head: "No, what is this?"

"A cram school, the teachers in it have a lot of things about our school, I said why the paper got out so quickly, it turns out that there are quite a few insiders!" Lei Xueming said through gritted teeth.

Yan Ze also realized the seriousness of the matter: "You mean, some teachers teach in tutoring institutions outside, so do any students go to our school? No, there shouldn't be any. Our school basically doesn't have any holidays, and the children can't have time Go to tutoring class."

Lei Xueming resented: "That's not true, no one goes to our school, but it's cheaper for Second Middle School and Huazhong."

Theoretically, in-service teachers are not allowed to participate in paid extra-curricular supplementary classes, but the difference between theory and reality is too great. In this small town, no one thinks that teachers should not charge supplementary tuition fees. Extracurricular tutoring, such a phenomenon can not be stopped.

Yan Ze said slowly: "Mr. Lei, don't you not like to listen to my words. I can't solve this kind of thing, and I don't have the power to control it. The grades are determined by many aspects. If a test paper is so useful, we How much worry do you have to worry about?"

Lei Xueming sat down and was discouraged: "Mr. Yan, you are a newcomer... I am not that you are incapable... Hey, old Lei, don't be too talkative, you didn't see what No. 20 Middle School was like [-] years ago Yes, we stood out from the crowd at that time, and we had to set off firecrackers to celebrate when we passed the exam. Later, after the merger of the No. [-] Middle School and the No. [-] Middle School, the quality of students was mixed, and the teachers were mixed. But a lean camel is bigger than a horse. We survived for five or six years. It’s still number one in the city.”

Yan Ze listened quietly.

"You don't know how the original dormitory was broken. I'm not exaggerating. Even the cowshed, students would rush to come. In [-], the dormitory and teaching building were renovated, and the children also changed. Now The child is so spoiled, not used to living in the dormitory, not used to eating in the canteen, so I asked you whether you came to study or to go on vacation, that is, two years later, the No. Our school is big, the teachers have changed a lot, and they are slowly starting to compete with us for students."

"The score line of the senior high school entrance examination is the most obvious. It turns out that it is not a problem for us to surpass the second high school by [-] points. In the past five or six years, the gap has become smaller and smaller, and now it is only a dozen points. The children of several of my relatives also have to take the high school entrance examination. The grades are also good, but I don’t want to come to No. [-] Middle School because I think the conditions are poor and there are few vacations.”

Yan Ze also expressed his opinion: "It is difficult to change from extravagance to frugality, and children cannot be said to be squeamish. Whether it is the 90s or the beginning of the century, living conditions are better, and no one wants to suffer anymore."

Lei Xueming smiled bitterly: "Look, I've said so much...Mr. Yan, you are so young, and you look like a director here. In fact, it's better to go back to the city. It's too late to waste you here."