Teaching and educating people, my goal is to be the most beautiful teacher!

Clay, No. 47 Middle School was lucky. Yu Zhaozhao went to No. 1 Middle School to give an open class and brought back a talented student.

But Mu Yangshu! No matter how you look at it, he is still No. 47 Middle School's own student! No one else can snatch him away!

After a day of leisure, Yu Zhaozhao became busy again starting from the sharing class. Every day, various teachers came to ask about the details.

Yu Zhaozhao knows everything and is also getting excited. He makes sure you understand everything before letting you go, so you won’t come back next time...

We were so busy that on the day the exam results came out, the school notified all teachers to hold a meeting.

Brother Sun also called Director Hailong and said, "Brother, why are you suddenly having a meeting now? Please send us the transcript."

"No, no, we'll give them out at the meeting. We'll praise them!"

Brother Sun glanced at Yu Zhaozhao and understood immediately that Class 1’s results must have been outstanding again.

He immediately rushed into the lecture hall with his head held high and his chest puffed out, leading the second-year Chinese language group.

After everyone arrived, Director Hailong came to the stage, gave a brief opening speech, and then invited the principal.

The principal rarely attends the school's educational and teaching meetings and almost never speaks at the meetings.

Today is an exception.

"Everyone knows me. I only like to get things done and don't like to talk nonsense. After the test papers come out, the teachers still have to analyze the papers. It's a lot of work, and it's inevitable to work overtime, so let's get straight to the point..."

Zheng Juan was confused. What the hell, you, a principal, are saying just these things on stage?

There is no need to paint a rosy picture, but to build closer ties with front-line teachers, talk about the outlook, and review this semester!

Let's get straight to the point..

It was also the first time that Zheng Juan knew that her old rival was so casual about details. By the way, she thought that if it weren't for their old Deng, he might have lost his job as principal long ago.

The principal didn't notice Zheng Juan's exaggerated look at all, and continued, "First of all, I want to praise all the teachers in our senior year.

Compared with the midterm, the final grades have improved significantly, especially in Teacher Xu's Senior 2 Class ! Not only did the overall grades improve the most, but the top students in the class also made a qualitative breakthrough in their grades.

I believe that as long as our senior high school teaching team continues to maintain this attitude, this year's admission rate will definitely be very good.

The second person I want to praise is Teacher Yu Zhaozhao from Class 1, Grade .

Everyone knows what Class 1 of Grade 2 is like. At the beginning of this semester, they were a troublesome class with all kinds of talents gathered and no one was willing to take over.

The grades were a mess, and almost every student in the class was punished.

But what about now? Their Chinese language scores, both in average and total, have surpassed those of the key classes in the second year of high school!

The top 10 students in the grade are from Class 1 of Grade 4! They even took the top two spots in the grade, which are also the top two spots in the entire Gu'an City in this random test! All the students in No. Middle School have to rank behind! "

After the principal finished speaking, all the teachers were stunned. They had already thought highly of Yu Zhaozhao and Class 1 of Grade , and they had also fully expected that Class of Grade would definitely get good results.

But I didn't expect you to be like this.

If a student who is not in a key class has better grades than a key class, then wouldn’t the key class become a joke?

Zhu Jiayi was indeed sitting there awkwardly picking her fingers. She thought she had tried her best, and the students...had done their best too.

But it’s really incomparable.

Yu Zhaozhao narrowed his eyes and grinned, praying in his heart, "Stop talking, please stop talking... It's so hard to have such a relaxed and harmonious environment for colleagues to get along with each other. If you keep talking, it might be over!"

The principal did not criticize Zhu Jiayi explicitly, but... bringing her out for comparison at this moment is criticism.

Brother Sun thought about it and realized that the leader was holding a grudge.

At the beginning of the school year, the principal wanted Yu Zhaozhao to take over Class 7 of Grade , the only liberal arts key class in the entire grade.

But Zhu Jiayi was unwilling to do so and even went to the Education Department to make a scene.

Fortunately, Yu Zhaozhao was willing to take a step back and was unwilling to compete for this key class, so the matter came to an end.

Although Zhu Jiayi felt very embarrassed at the moment, she did not regret it at all.

It doesn't matter if you are thick-skinned and get scolded. If you were really assigned to Class 1 of Grade when school starts, you might be dead now. What's the point of saving your face!

Thinking of this, I just calmed down and said, "You are a turtle chanting sutras, if you don't want to listen, I won't listen!"

The principal was still speaking on the stage, "When I first received the report card, I thought that the students in Class 1 of Grade only had better scores in Chinese.

But after watching the whole show, I found that their class’s performance in other subjects was not bad either, and almost all of them ranked second to fourth in the grade.

It has not surpassed the key classes, but it is second only to the key classes. If this trend continues...what will happen in the future? Think about it yourself.

Therefore, I would like to solemnly praise the other teachers of Class 1, Grade ! Especially the math teacher Wang Zimeng, a new teacher, who has made such progress in just one year and brought out such results, is a great achievement of our No. Middle School..."

Just then, the math teacher of Class 1, Grade raised his hand.

"Teacher Wang, please go ahead."

Wang Zimeng waved her hands vigorously. "I...I really don't dare to take credit, so I want to explain that I didn't teach the math of Class 1. It was taught by...Mu Yangshu and Tao Li. I...was the one sitting down there studying..."

Wang Zimeng only compared Zhao Zhao to someone who came a year earlier, and in the previous year he had been complained by parents several times because of the poor quality of teaching.

I don't even dare to take the credit for myself.

That's why I raised my hand quickly to explain regardless of the occasion.

Wang Zimeng recognized a truth: if a person receives praise and compliments beyond his ability, he will fall into it sooner or later.

The English teacher wanted to scold, but Yu Zhaozhao was an easy-going person and would never tell anyone about this.

What are you talking about, you lunatic?

What if the principal asks me again? Damn it!

Soon the English teacher's worries came true.

"Is that so? What about English?"

The English teacher stood up awkwardly and said, "Although I am the one teaching the class, Mr. Yu also teaches English in the morning and evening self-study classes."

The principal understood when he heard this.

The joy in my heart was instantly reduced by half. I thought that No. 47 Middle School suddenly had several excellent teachers, but it turned out to be Yu Zhaozhao's credit.

No, the credit also goes to the two academic geniuses.

Immediately afterwards, the principal lost interest in continuing to speak, and unhappiness was written on his face. Director Hailong continued with the next process, and the certificate for the National Quality Class had been sent.

Yu Zhaozhao went on stage to receive his certificate.

With unanimous approval of the judging panel, a special prize was added this year, and there is only one winner.

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