Reborn 1980 Married to the toughest guy in the army

"The school is going to select some talented students to create a junior class."

"The junior classes will complete the primary, middle and high school courses ahead of time, which means they will develop in an all-round way. And they may be able to take the college entrance examination ahead of time."

"This youth class not only started in our class, but was implemented in all primary and secondary schools."

"The junior class will implement an assessment system."

"As long as they pass the exam, they will be promoted and go directly to university as quickly as possible, so that they can get in touch with society and even academic knowledge as early as possible."

"The school also intends to train them with all its strength!"

Jiang Wan understood what the teacher meant. She frowned slightly, and disagreed in her heart.

What the teacher said about the junior class is, in the final analysis, just forcing things to happen.

The child is very smart now and has a strong ability to accept knowledge.

Therefore, it is not unreasonable to let them learn professional knowledge as soon as possible at this time.

The problem is that children's emotional intelligence, life skills and other aspects have not matured.

She remembered that she had heard the term "juvenile class" in her previous life.

I heard that there are indeed a number of students who have been admitted directly to universities and even to postgraduate and doctoral programs because of this. But because of this, these children died early on this path.

Because they have not been able to adapt to this society. Even if they have some skills, they cannot adapt to life better, and they cannot even do the most basic things in life.

The classmates were competing with each other so much that they got into a fight and almost caused a death.

Maybe there are capable children in the junior classes, but the disadvantages outweigh the advantages.

The teacher briefly talked about the junior class and said to the parents: "Enrollment in the junior class is voluntary. Of course, the prerequisite is that the child's academic performance is relatively good."

"Those who are partial to certain subjects can actually be considered."

"If he can be more biased, like Zhu Xiaoliang, his Chinese is not very good, but his math score is quite good."

"Since he started school, his math score has never been lower than 100."

"Even if he occasionally asks some questions that are beyond the scope of the syllabus, he can come up with the answers in an instant."

"Children like this are partial to certain subjects, so they can be considered for admission into the junior class."

After the teacher said this, Wang Xiaoe's mood improved again. A smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

After the general idea has been explained, it is time for free communication, and parents can communicate freely.

Teachers can also communicate with students' parents.

At this time, the teacher asked: "Who is Qiao Ping'an's family member?"

Jiang Wan raised her hand quickly.

The teacher said, "When the parent-teacher conference is over, please stay for a while. I want to talk to you about Qiao Ping'an's situation."

After hearing what the teacher said, Jiang Wan didn't know how to respond. She could only nod and agree.

However, the teacher asked her to wait, but did not say how long.

Fortunately, although she is pregnant now, she has passed the most dangerous period.

The month is relatively small and won't cause swelling in her hands and feet.

Even so, sitting for a long time became a bit unbearable.

While the teacher and other parents were chatting, Jiang Wan stood up and walked around the room.

Seeing that the teacher was still busy, some parents in the room unconsciously started smoking.

Jiang Wan felt choked and uncomfortable, so she said to the teacher: "Teacher, my hands and feet are a little uncomfortable. I'll walk in the corridor. I'll come to you later."

The teacher frowned, seeming somewhat reluctant.

Looking down at Jiang Wan's slightly bulging belly, she asked in confusion, "Are you pregnant?"

Jiang Wan hummed.

She smiled apologetically and said, "It's because I'm pregnant. My hands and feet feel uncomfortable after sitting for a long time."

"I'm just moving around a bit, and I'll be back soon after I get some blood flowing."

The teacher's eyes flashed with guilt and he said, "Why don't you go back first? When you are free in the next two days, come over and we can talk again."

Jiang Wan shook her head to indicate that everything was fine.

She is actually quite busy, and if she finds another time, it may not coincide with the teacher's schedule.

It's just a matter of waiting for a while, it doesn't matter.

The teacher looked at her worriedly and nodded in agreement.

Jiang Wan strolled back and forth in the corridor. After walking two rounds, a person suddenly appeared in front of her and blocked her way.

This is a very beautiful woman with an extremely arrogant look.

The woman was wearing a black woolen coat, a red scarf around her neck, wavy curls in her hair, and a pair of sunglasses on her eyes.

She was carrying a small leather bag that she bought abroad.

As soon as you see the Chanel logo on the bag, you can tell that it is expensive, and you can also judge the identity and status of the woman.

After all, such bags are rare in the country nowadays.

It's not that people in China can't afford it, but many people don't know this brand. They don't know much about these foreign brands.

It was not until the information explosion in the 90s or 2000s, when domestic communications gradually caught up with international standards, that we began to know the names and meanings of these brand-name bags.

But now, this woman has it in her hands, which shows how powerful her overseas connections are.

After the woman stopped Jiang Wan, she looked him up and down and asked, "Are you Qiao Ping'an's mother?"

Jiang Wan nodded and replied, "Yes, I am Qiao Ping'an's mother."

At this moment she sensed an unfriendly aura from this woman.

The woman came here just for Qiao Ping'an's parents. Could it be that the teacher wanted to keep her for this reason?

Jiang Wan had also experienced many ups and downs, so it was impossible for her to retreat easily.

She stood there calmly, her palm deliberately stroking her lower abdomen, and her eyes looked at the other person calmly and indifferently.

Waiting for the other party to attack.

As expected, the woman snorted coldly and said, "She looks like an ordinary woman, and her family background is not that good."

"I have investigated and found that Qiao Ping'an's father and mother are both from other places."

"You have just settled in Yanjing City, and you don't even have a proper Yanjing household registration."

"You are just country bumpkins from a small city, and you dare to dream of coveting my daughter."

"Don't you see how old he is now? A little kid wants to pursue a girl."

"Isn't this what they call a crooked top beam?"

The woman didn't give Jiang Wan a chance to refute and started cursing.

All kinds of sarcastic and contemptuous words came out of his mouth.

Jiang Wan listened quietly, neither annoyed nor angry, just listened quietly.

The woman talked for a long time, until she was tired and her throat was smoking, she said: "I have been talking for such a long time, do you understand?"

Jiang Wan silently curled the corners of her lips and said, "For a person without manners, everything she says is just dog barking. Do I need to listen?"

Her words made the woman furious.

She roared, "What do you mean? Who are you calling a dog?"

Jiang Wan replied with a relaxed look, "She looks very well dressed, and seems to be quite wealthy and elegant."

"But as soon as you open your mouth it's like a dog barking, you'll just curse at whoever you curse at."