A Snow Biscuit

Chapter 253 Old Mo's Special Training, and Transferring Classes

Old Mo finished recording the scores for two exam halls in the office in about twenty minutes. He even helped a new teacher who was a bit slow to grade, recording the scores for one exam hall.

Then, he prepared to leave work.

At this moment, Teacher Xu Yicheng was clearly very happy, unable to hide the smile on his face, but he sighed and said, "Ah, Sun Bai's English. I told you, there's no need to worry about math, as long as he does well in English."

"Oh? Did his English not go well?" A female teacher, knowing that Teacher Xu Yicheng wanted to show off, proactively paved the way by chiming in.

"Only 136. If he had just one more point, he would have gotten 700," Xu Yicheng said with regret.

"699? That's amazing! That raw score is the best we've had in Eleventh High in recent years," the female teacher said enviously. "That's good enough to get into the top five in the Seven Schools Joint Exam."

"Indeed, it's just that his English score of less than 140 is a bit of a drag. If he had just five more points, the gap between him and the top students from Fourth High and First High would only be ten or so points."

"That's just him being weak in one subject. It's still better than it was in the first year of high school."

Speaking of this, Xu Yicheng also said with a 'disappointed' tone, "He spends a lot of time on English, no less than on math, but it's just hard for him to get above 140, unless the questions are especially easy."

"Teacher Xu, that's not how you should say it." To this, a teacher joked with a smile, "You should make him spend much more time on English than on math."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but laugh.

This involves a particularly subtle psychology in the workplace.

As a class advisor, you should be happy when the student's total score increases.

But as a math teacher, when the student's total score increases, but the math score even decreases...

So, what do you choose?

As a class advisor and a math teacher, what would you choose?

The answer is usually to hope that the student's math score is better.

This is a very realistic issue.

Reaching for the top, neither the district champion nor the city champion is within reach.

Looking downwards, he wouldn't fall out of Hua Qing or Ji Da Universities anyway.

In other words, for Xu Yicheng, Sun Bai's score doesn't have much impact on his interests.

But if he doesn't do too well in math, or even if the class's average math score drops because they're studying English, that affects his teaching quality.

A class advisor is first and foremost a subject teacher.

"That's all him studying on his own, how can I influence him?" Xu Yicheng's reply was also seasoned, not accepting moral blackmail.

Our class's math is just strong.

It can be considered excellent within the entire city.

"By the way, I heard from the English teacher I work with that she's grading Chen Yuan's exam paper," a male teacher suddenly said at this time.

"Hey, wasn't the English exam just finished? Are they already having to work overtime to grade English? Usually, at this time, they would let the machines grade the multiple-choice questions," Zhang Liang asked, puzzled.

And everyone looked at each other in confusion.

It's not like the Chinese or math exams that were finished yesterday, and the results can be released today. The English exam was only finished half an hour ago, and they're already keeping the English teachers to work overtime and get flustered. Is the school crazy?

This is even more Fourth High than Fourth High!

Old Mo also felt a bit strange.

Grading Sun Bai's is understandable because he's the top student in the school.

The top student in each school is always graded first.

But Chen Yuan is from the fourth exam hall.

Just as everyone was thinking this, the cunning Teacher Pan隼, took a sip of wolfberry tea, spat out a few tea leaves back into the thermos cup, and said, "Is it possible that Headmaster He wants to see it?"

Old teachers are just old teachers, with this one sentence, everyone immediately understood.

Case solved!

"Indeed, Chen Yuan's score is also worth anticipating," a female teacher said. "He improved by 110 points in less than two and a half to three months. Now that another month has passed, let's guess how much he can improve."

"According to the proportion, one-third of 110, is about 36, right?" Teacher Xu Yicheng said.

"But he's already reached 600 points. In theory, it's hard to improve further forward," Teacher Pan隼 said, based on his own teaching experience, as there were many students in his class with scores just above 600. "This time, if he gets to 640, improving by 25 points, that would already be excellent."

"Maybe he'll suddenly have an epiphany, and improve by another 40 points in this one month?"

Zhang Liang, Old Mo's rival with the special teaching certificate, joked and guessed.

With Old Mo's emotional intelligence, he immediately guessed that this guy was trying to butter him up to knock him down later.

Do you know what 40 points means?

His previous rate of improvement was only about 40 points per month. Now that he has raised math and English to an excellent level, can he still maintain that pace and improve by 40 points a month?

Are you kidding me!

Perhaps this isn't intuitive enough.

Then let's give another example.

A student with 500 points, who barely qualified for a second-tier college, studied hard for less than four months, and then got into Hai Dong University, the third-ranked university in the country.

What a joke!

So, you tell me, isn't Zhang Liang bad?

If Chen Yuan only improves by a dozen points this time, everyone will think that he's smart, but too much of a genius.

"It's not that easy. We've all been students before. We all know how hard it is to score points after 600," Old Mo said with a smile, waving his hand to stop everyone from praising him too much to then knock him down.

At this time, a young male teacher said leisurely, "I never scored above 600 in high school..."

What? Are you all top students?

"Then Teacher Mo, why don't you take the initiative to ask Teacher Zhang Bin?" Zhang Liang said with a smile.

"There's nothing to ask about, the specific rankings will be released on Sunday anyway... It's still the big Seven Schools ranking," Old Mo appeared very calm, not having that eager mood.

But in reality, he had already decided that as soon as he left the office, he would 'accidentally' run into Zhang Bin!

Why am I more anxious about this kid's grades than he is?

Many students came to the math office to ask about their scores after finishing the English exam.

But Chen Yuan hasn't come once, not even asking someone to ask for him.

Of course, this mentality is good.

It's just a preliminary exam, just reflecting the true level is enough.

What's the rush?

Geez, I really want to go out and 'accidentally' run into Teacher Zhang Bin soon...

"Everyone also wants to know," Zhang Liang said, "After all, this Chen Yuan is a genius."

"Teacher Mo, you really can ask," Xu Yicheng also怂恿ed.

Generally speaking, Headmaster He only looks at the top student in the school, and only refers to Sun Bai, the top science student.

This time, he specially looked at one more person.

Isn't this clearly treating Chen Yuan as a seed for the top student in the entire school, placing him in a position equally important as Sun Bai?

"Well, then I'll ask..."

It wasn't just one person saying this, and Old Mo was a bit embarrassed, so he took out his phone, and just as he was about to send a message to Group Leader Zhang Bin, he suddenly saw that the other party had already sent a message.

Zhang Bin: Chen Yuan, 661

Zhang Bin: Teacher Mo has excellent teaching methods, haha

661?

Wait, how come I can't even calculate it.

As a math teacher, even Old Mo was stumped by this number at first.

The calculation is too large.

Ah no, it's that this score is too big!

615 to 661 is 46 points?!

No, even after already scoring above 600, he can still improve so quickly by 40-50 points?!

Incredible!

He's a genius.

He's definitely a genius.

If this exam were the national college entrance exam, this score would already be enough to get into Hai Dong University.

Don't look down on Eleventh High just because it's a provincial experimental school. Within Xia Hai, it has some strength, but only about thirty students in total, including both arts and sciences, can get into Hai Dong University.

He hadn't studied at all before.

And now, he's not playing at all.

Old Mo doesn't know about Chen Yuan's situation at home, but at school, every subject teacher reflects that the most attentive student in the class is...

Tang Siwen.

That's right, it's naturally Tang Siwen.

Tang Siwen has always been the most hardworking kid.

But second place is definitely Chen Yuan.

Before, Old Mo had always thought that Chen Yuan's improvement in grades was entirely due to his new cousin who was a top student at Fourth High. But now, his grades should have surpassed that Xia Xinyu quite a bit.

I misunderstood.

I really misunderstood.

Based on this rate of improvement...

Sun Bai's position as the top student isn't stable either.

"Teacher Mo, how is it?" Zhang Liang asked with a smile.

Looking at this reaction, there's not a single hint of happiness.

It looks like he didn't improve much, right?

That's right, there's no such thing as someone who can make significant progress every time, right?

In fact, as long as you learn the basics of all subjects well, you can get that score of over 600.

Going further, it's like climbing a mountain, getting harder and harder.

If he doesn't improve too much this time, Teacher Old Mo, you can't continue to be in the limelight like this.

"Teacher Zhang is still amazing,"

Just as he was thinking this, Old Mo suddenly said a sentence that directly stunned him: "Huh?"

Old Mo isn't someone who likes to be sarcastic, but since others have been provoking him like this, of course he has to respond well. So, he said with admiration, "It's really just like you guessed, he improved by more than 40 points, 661."

As soon as this score was said, everyone's expressions froze for a second.

Everyone was in disbelief.

Because learning isn't such a simple thing.

Learning is a difficult journey.

Effort and reward are indeed proportional.

But that curve is smooth and slow!

"That's awesome!" At this time, a young teacher directly expressed it so directly, "No wonder Headmaster He wanted to see the grades of another student separately. If he can get a response every time, if I were him, I would also feel a sense of accomplishment."

"This isn't just a sense of accomplishment."

Pan隼 put down the thermos cup in his hand and said, "In less than four months, he has improved by 157 points, an average improvement of about 45 points per month. In other words, his potential hasn't been fully developed yet. Other people's bottleneck may be 600, or for slightly better students, the bottleneck is 630. But for him, even at 670, he hasn't even started to hit the bottleneck."

"Ama, amazing."

Xu Yicheng, as the most awesome math teacher in the entire school, and the class advisor of the most awesome class, didn't know what to say.

Sun Bai's advantage over Chen Yuan is now less than 40 points!

No.

I have to protect the position of top student in the entire school.

No, it's not...

This exam involves class placement, and Chen Yuan's score is clearly more than ten points above the average score of Class One.

Chen Yuan, he's coming to my class!

That's right, students who can transfer to a higher-level class will generally choose to transfer.

Or rather, no student agrees to this option, and it is defaulted to be an agreement.

Even if the student has some attachment to the original class and doesn't agree, at this time, as long as you talk to the student's parents, they will have to agree.

Why?

The average score of Class One at Eleventh High over the years is 650, and it has maintained the proud record of sending students to Hua Qing and Ji Da every year, with the lowest score also getting into a mid-to-lower-tier 985 school.

In the past three years, only one student performed abnormally and got into a key 211 school.

Class One represents grades.

So, what if Chen Yuan scores so high?

Anyway, he's my student.

In my hands, even if he surpasses Sun Bai, wouldn't I still have credit?

The fake Gemini, Eleventh High, Fourth High.

The real Gemini, Sun Bai, Chen Yuan.

No, according to this trend, Chen Yuan is even more terrifying than Sun Bai.

Perhaps before the second semester of the third year of high school, he will be able to completely secure the top spot.

Don't panic, don't panic.

Teacher Xu Yicheng's sense of crisis gradually turned into anticipation after a thorough analysis.

Mental exhaustion my ass.

Old Mo's youth training camp is sending me talent!

And Zhang Liang started to panic.

Hearing this, he felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly, but he still had to put on a smile and nod in agreement.

In two years, a special education teacher will retire, and there will be one more special education teacher position. There are four or five competitors, and the most likely ones are himself and Old Mo.

Leaving Chen Yuan aside, he currently leads the parallel classes the best.

But there is one more uncertain factor.

Even if Chen Yuan transfers to Class One, when the results of the college entrance examination come out, getting into Hua Qing and Ji Da will still be counted on Old Mo, although the weight will be reduced a lot.

At this rate, he will have to wait at least another five or six years.

Chen Yuan is so fierce, am I still going to a farmers' market for special education!

Pan隼 could clearly see the changes in Teacher Xu Yicheng and Zhang Liang's expressions.

To this, he treated it as entertainment.

Anyway, he can't compete with Class One.

Besides, I was a special education teacher eight hundred years ago.

However, for the next special education teacher, he still hopes that Old Mo can be it.

Old Mo is a good person, whether in terms of personality or teaching, he makes people feel comfortable.

However, the entertainment he wants to see even more is...

Chen Yuan didn't transfer to Class One, but stayed in Old Mo's Class Eighteen, and even surpassed Sun Bai.

That way, it would be a top-notch enjoyment.

Pan隼 wasn't originally in the same office as Xu Yicheng. Because they had to concentrate on grading the papers, they were temporarily together. Seeing Xu Yicheng here acting 'important', he felt a little uncomfortable.

If Chen Yuan really surpassed Sun Bai in Class Eighteen, then who could say that the best teacher at Eleventh High is Xu Yicheng?

As teachers, workplace intrigue isn't common.

But it will erupt in concentrated form every time exam results are released.

The reason is simple.

No one wants to be at the bottom.

Similarly, if they can compete for first place, no one will give up the opportunity.

"Then teachers, I'm leaving work first, thank you for your hard work."

Old Mo knew that talking too much at this time would appear too smug, because when it comes to exams, there are always some who are happy and some who are sad.

So, he directly chose to leave in a low-key manner.

But the smile on his face couldn't be concealed.

He was still smiling all the way down the stairs and to his car.

"Teacher Mo." Just as he was about to pull open the car door, He Hongtao, who was opening his car door next to him, suddenly called out to him.

Hearing this, Old Mo quickly walked forward and greeted him, "Headmaster He is going home now?"

"Yes." He Hongtao smiled, then looked at Old Mo, who was capable, low-key, and most importantly, had high emotional intelligence. He patted Old Mo's waist with his hand and said, "Chen Yuan's progress is still so scary this time."

"He can still improve," Old Mo nodded, then said with great confidence.

"Of course, he's the top student seed in my mind," He Hongtao said without any concealment.

"Let him reach the level of Qing Ji University first."

"It won't be too far away. By the end of the second year of high school, he should be able to reach that level with his raw score. Moreover, he still has ten points of extra credit."

When He Hongtao said this, he stood closer and closer to Old Mo, and said with admiration, "Tang Siwen and Chen Yuan. The student body of Class Eighteen can be said to be the worst in the school. So their grades are largely due to Teacher Mo's hard work."

Remember, when it comes to praise from leaders, don't respond with overly modest words like 'Not at all, no'.

"It's the special assistance student mechanism that's good, it can bring the abilities of talented children to the strongest level."

The special assistance student mechanism was invented and promoted by He Hongtao by sewing together some teaching methods from other schools.

To flatter a leader, you also have to flatter him gently and softly.

"Special assistance students also need good teachers."

He Hongtao didn't get carried away, smiled, and then looked at Old Mo, especially seriously, and said, "When Teacher Jin retires, our school will have an additional special education teacher position. I'll be blunt, no one is more suitable than Teacher Mo."

"..." Last time, He Hongtao had hinted, but because it wasn't clear, Old Mo didn't dare to pop the champagne.

But now, he had said it directly - no one else but you.

Old Mo's heart rate quickened.

Eleventh High, a famous school like this, plus the junior high school, has a total of more than 400 faculty and staff.

There are no more than ten special-grade teachers in total.

Looking at the whole country, special-grade teachers are also one in a thousand, the highest honor for a teacher.

What students want to do best is to get into a famous school.

What teachers want to become the best is naturally to become a famous teacher.

I, got it?

"Well, I'm, I'm flattered, there are other excellent teachers." Old Mo was already a little too excited, and his speech wasn't as smooth as before.

"No, the truth is the truth."

He Hongtao smiled, then continued, "There is still one last exam left in the second year of high school that can be used to transfer classes. I hope Tang Siwen can also enter Class One."

"..."

Hearing this, Old Mo was stunned again.

Then, he suddenly reacted.

That's right, Chen Yuan will soon not be his student.

"Teacher Mo, drive slowly, I'll go first."

He Hongtao raised his hand, greeted Old Mo, and then drove away in his Jaguar.

"Headmaster He, drive safe."

Old Mo greeted him belatedly, then got into the car.

Logically speaking, he should have shifted gears at this time, but he didn't.

With both hands holding the steering wheel, he felt that he should be happy.

Special-grade teacher, the dream of all teachers.

Teacher Liu Fang didn't even want to be a class advisor anymore because she failed to be selected as a special education teacher before.

I have it in my hands now.

But why isn't it as exciting as I imagined?

Frankly speaking, I admire this kind of empty fame.

Teacher Che Shujun has always believed that I can do it. I have done it now and can proudly tell her...

Xiao Dou Dou can also brag to her friends that her dad is a special-grade teacher.

The reason why I'm not so excited is...

"Chen Yuan, is he not going to be my student soon?"

Old Mo murmured, and then found the reason.

Then, he was even more certain.

It seems that this is the reason.

At this time, many scenes also appeared in his mind.

Chen Yuan told Xiao Dou Dou that Little White had parvovirus, he led Class Fifteen to win against Class Twenty-Six in basketball, his hands trembled after saving himself, he came to my house for dinner and praised my wife's cooking...

If he transfers classes, Chen Yuan will spend most of his time in Class One.

The graduation photo will be taken with Teacher Xu Yicheng and them.

On Teachers' Day after getting into college, he will also go to Teacher Xu Yicheng...

So what?

Old Mo gradually smiled.

Class One is the best class in the school, Teacher Xu Yicheng is stronger than himself, Class One has the best teaching resources, and is the most valued by the school.

Chen Yuan is going to Class One,

"It's a good thing."

………

In the apartment, Xia Xinyu's room.

Chen Yuan was sitting in front of the desk, writing the physics questions from the Xia Hai Four High Joint Exam, which Xia Xinyu had asked her aunt for.

This subject was originally weak.

Since there was a good exam paper, he was eager to do the questions.

At this time, Xia Xinyu, who was writing questions next to him, put down her phone, looked at Chen Yuan, and said softly, "Bao, I have a little thing to bother you with."

"Hmm?" Chen Yuan put down his pen, turned his head to look at Xia Xinyu, and made a serious listening gesture. "Speak, Bao."

Xia Xinyu looked at Chen Yuan, unable to hide her joy, giggled, and then twirled her hair with her fingers, and said in a delicate tone, "If a girl gets 140 in math when the exam questions aren't easy, is she amazing?"

"..." Chen Yuan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what Xia Xinyu meant.

Then, he directly kissed her face a few times, "You're strong, my precious!"

"Hee hee hee." Xia Xinyu pounced on Chen Yuan's body, hugged him, and was very happy.

Only after finishing her homework and finishing her studies every day can Chen Yuan be intimate with her, but since she was happy today, when Xia Xinyu hugged him, Chen Yuan put his hands on her thighs, slowly swimming like a dragon...

Secretly pinching.

At this time, his WeChat suddenly made a 'whoosh' sound, and Xia Xinyu quickly helped him up and went to the bed to get his phone.

Damn WeChat, spoiling my good time.

"Here." Xia Xinyu handed the phone to Chen Yuan.

He didn't think much about it, after all, he wasn't a scumbag who raises fish in a pond, and didn't dare to look at his phone in front of his girlfriend. He directly opened it, and after seeing that it wasn't 'A Sword's Light Freezes Nineteen Provinces', the last bit of wariness disappeared.

Oh, it's Headmaster He.

Chen Yuan opened the message.

He Hongtao: I had the teachers grade your exam paper first today, 661 points

Wow, the Sect Leader personally sent me my score!

What do you call clout?

Haters, speak up!

"Ahhh, that's great!"

Seeing this, Xia Xinyu exclaimed even more in surprise, completely sitting on Chen Yuan's lap, hugging his neck, and said especially happily, "Bao, you're really my little pride."

Pride is pride, but this sitting posture, and the swaying movements...

No, my cousin is coming.

No, didn't my cousin come this morning?

You're not welcome now.

Realizing something, Xia Xinyu's cheeks gradually turned red, bit her lip, lowered her head, stopped moving, and said softly, "You're so sensitive."

No, you're spreading yellow rumors about me, right?

Little fairies are such shrimp heads!

"Cough cough... young people are like this."

Then, Xia Xinyu slowly separated from Chen Yuan, sat next to him, and propped up her face.

"Let's write the exam paper, let's write the exam paper."

Chen Yuan took the opportunity to adjust his trajectory, and then returned to doing the questions.

"Aren't you going to reply to Headmaster He? He should be very happy, that's why he sent you a message, right... After all, he's such a big figure, you should reply," Xia Xinyu reminded.

"Okay."

Chen Yuan picked up his phone, imagining how to reply.

At this time, He Hongtao sent another message.

He Hongtao: The average score of Class One is estimated to be less than 650, you should have surpassed them by more than ten points, you can go to Class One.

Just as his finger was about to type on the keyboard, he suddenly stopped.

Then, the corner of his mouth curled into a smile.

He took a screenshot and directly forwarded it to Old Mo.

"Hey? Isn't it not good to show off like this..."

Before Xia Xinyu could finish her words of discouragement, she saw that Chen Yuan had sent a message with a particularly wronged expression.

Chen Yuan: Teacher, is there any way to not transfer classes [crying loudly]

Xia Xinyu: "..."

Bao, you're really good at flirting.

(End of this chapter)