novelraw Chapter 389 Well, it smells so good!
Chapter 389 Well, it smells so good!
Chapter 389 Well, it smells so good!
"What? Ninghai No. [-] Middle School wants to compete with us for a spot? Is that guy surnamed Ye so inflated?"
"Arrogant, too arrogant!"
"Just grab it, what are you afraid of! When the time comes, his own student quota will be robbed by us, so don't cry, haha!"
When the teachers of Ninghai No. [-] Middle School and Ninghai No. [-] Middle School learned that Ye Yifeng wanted to pass the exam to grab a spot, they were annoyed and funny.
He was angry that Ye Yifeng was so overconfident and wanted to compete with them for the spot.
What made him laugh was that Ye Yifeng was so overconfident that he took the initiative to send his face over for them to slap.
Since it was the provincial famous teacher who challenged them, why would they not accept it?
"Okay, we agreed!"
"No problem, if our third middle school can't even pass the students of tenth middle school, we have no face to occupy this spot!"
Director You just called to ask the schools for their opinions. If they really refused, Director You would not force them to follow the original quota.
But even Director You seemed to have underestimated the "anger" of these teachers towards Ye Yifeng, Ye Yifeng dared to challenge them, they naturally couldn't be cowardly!
In other words, Ye Yifeng wanted their place, why didn't they want a place in the top ten?
One more quota is one more opportunity, isn't it?
No. [-] Middle School and No. [-] Middle School agreed, and the other schools with only one quota would not join in the fun.
They attach great importance to this quota, and there is no way for schools to steal their quota!
It was finally decided that one week before participating in the Provincial General Subject Competition, the Municipal Education Bureau would issue papers, and each of No. 25 Middle School, No. 25 Middle School, and No. [-] Middle School would send [-] students to participate in the competition. No matter which school the top [-] belonged to, they would all represent Played in the first year of high school in Ninghai City.
In other words, if No. 25 Middle School has this ability, it would be fine to send all [-] students from No. [-] Middle School.
Fair competition, no one is allowed to complain after losing.
As for the test papers, Director You personally invited famous teachers in the provincial capital to produce the test papers. After they were released, the principals of the three schools personally supervised and sealed the papers.
The news spread back to the tenth middle school, and the group of teachers in the first year of high school suddenly became restless.
"What? No. [-] and No. [-] middle schools agreed?"
"This time it's over, we can't keep our quota!"
"Hehe, I said that I will definitely be slapped in the face."
Anyway, except for the silent tenth class teacher, no one else in the group was optimistic about them.
Ye Yifeng immediately spoke up: "If we can outperform other schools, why don't we fight for it? If we are not as good as them, what's wrong with giving the opportunity to them who are more sure? This is very important for our three schools. It's good, and it's even good for our Ninghai education community, I don't know what everyone is ridiculing?"
"I guarantee that students from our school can compete for more than ten places, and I can also guarantee that at least five of these ten students will be able to get places. Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway. If you want If you want to laugh at me, then wait until the results come out and I get slapped in the face before you laugh. Before the results come out, please don’t beep blindly and affect the mood of our Class [-] teachers in their work of nurturing students, okay?"
Everyone was speechless by Ye Yifeng's series of questioning, so they could only choose to shut up.
Ye Yifeng felt that the atmosphere was getting a bit boring, so he sent a red envelope in the group: "I wish the teachers of class [-] a smooth job, and the excellent students are among the best. Those who say this will get it, and those who don't say this will get it and I will scold them."
Immediately someone said: "Cut, who cares about your little money!"
"That's right, just a few cents wants us to bow our knees and think beautifully..."
"Wow! What a big bag! I wish the teachers in Class [-] success in their work, and the students who are excellent students will be among the best!" A certain art teacher in the junior year snatched the red envelope, screamed, and then began to say good things.
Others couldn't help but click on the red envelopes, and then shouted: "I wish the teachers of Class [-] a smooth job, and the excellent students are among the best!"
"I wish the tenth class teachers success in their work, and the excellent students are among the best!"
"........."
One after another, they clicked on the red envelopes, and one blessing after another appeared in the WeChat group.
The two teachers who said they didn't care about red envelopes just now were in a hurry, and quickly sent private messages to ask other teachers: "How big is this red envelope?"
"I don't know, anyway, I got 220 yuan."
"I grabbed 136 yuan."
"I grabbed 185 yuan."
The answers from other teachers made the two teachers regret that they had spoken too early. At this moment, another teacher "screamed" in the group: "Wow! 306 yuan! I wish the tenth class teachers success in their work and train excellent students. Top of the list!"
Ye Yifeng's red envelope was conservatively estimated to be at least 5000 yuan, which made the two teachers who first made disdainful remarks greedy, wishing to swallow what he said earlier.
But to be a teacher is to make a fool of yourself... Oh no, to be a teacher is to have integrity. If you say you don't want a red envelope, you don't want a red envelope.
But why are their hearts aching?
"Hmph! I'm telling you to be stubborn, and I'm so greedy!" Ye Yifeng put down his phone, tidied up the things on his desk, and prepared to go home from get off work.
At this time, Principal Huang called: "Xiao Ye, come to my office."
"Okay." Ye Yifeng tidied up casually, and then quickly ran to the principal's office.
As soon as he entered the principal's office, Ye Yifeng saw a person who looked at him very displeased - Liu Yan, and couldn't help asking curiously: "Principal Huang, is this woman here to trouble me again?"
"You can say yes, or you can say no, it depends on how you decide Xiaoye." Principal Huang smiled, "Mr. Liu, you can talk to Mr. Ye yourself."
"Okay, thank you, Principal Huang." Liu Yan turned her head around and said with a snort, "Ye Yifeng, what do you mean? Pull all the other students into Class [-] and let my younger brother be in Class [-] by himself. This is deliberately targeting him and isolating him!"
"Hehe." Ye Yifeng sneered, "Didn't you dislike our poor level? We were afraid of delaying your brother, so we deliberately left him with a class of his own teachers. Is there a problem?"
"Of course, it affects my brother's mood in studying." Liu Yan looked arrogant, "So, you must be responsible."
"Responsible fart!" Ye Yifeng said impatiently, "He is not a student in my class, nor is he my brother-in-law, his study mood is none of my business!"
"Little brother-in-law?" Ye Yifeng was just talking casually, but Liu Yan thought that Ye Yifeng was deliberately taking advantage of her, and became furious, "You have a good idea, even if all the men in the world are dead, I won't take another look at you !"
Ye Yifeng sneered twice: "Hehe, it's bad luck to be seen by you, an old woman in her 30s who can't get married."
"Do you have the guts to say it again?"
"A woman in her 30s who can't get married!"
"Go to hell!" An angry Liu Yan picked up a plate of melon seeds and peanuts on the table, and threw it at Ye Yifeng head-on...
(End of this chapter)