Rule system

The next morning, the playground of Zhengyang No. 13 Middle School was crowded with a large crowd.

There are students and parents.

The crowd gathered in twos and threes.

On occasions where parents are present, the performance of the students is somewhat restrained, while the parents are talking about their children and their studies. The parents of good students are naturally the focus.

Lin Xiaoqing's mother, Zhao Hongjuan, was surrounded by several parents in Class 3.

Zhao Hongjuan wore a colorful dress and showed her outstanding figure. She had her hair crossed and glasses, and she had a gentle temperament. Standing with Lin Xiaoqing, no one could think of being a mother and daughter.

at this time.

Zhao Hongjuan is talking about her daughter's grades, "Xiaoqing in our family is good in Chinese and English, but the science is worse, and math and physics always get points."

"I'm quite worried. Now I'm three years old, and if I don't chase it, I won't have time. I'm going to enroll her in a cram school, but in the evening, I will see it, the gold medal teacher..."

Lin Xiaoqing stood by and forced a smile on her face.

Zhao Yi passed by and Lin Xiaoqing waved, and was stopped when he was about to walk away.

"Zhao Yi!"

Lin Xiaoqing saw Zhao Yi, as if she saw a lifesaver. She interrupted Zhao's mother's speech and introduced her passionately, "This is my classmate Zhao Yi. He also gave a speech today, and the speech is well written."

The scrutiny of a group of parents came over, and Zhao Yi felt the pressure.

He is different from other students.

During the day when his parents went to work, he didn't tell his family at all.

No parents, light body.

Zhao Hongjuan asked enthusiastically, "Zhao Yi! I remember that my family Xiaoqing said you, your academic performance is pretty good, right?"

Zhao Hongjuan felt that being able to speak on stage would definitely prove his academic performance.

"what?"

Zhao Yi looked at Lin Xiaoqing suspiciously, and Lin Xiaoqing rolled her eyes to indicate that she had not said anything.

An unshaven male parent suddenly smiled, "Speaking of Zhao Yi, he is good at talking and doing things, he will be capable in the future!"

It means that learning is not good.

Zhao Yi turned his head.

Cooked.

After pondering it, I remembered that it was Sun Liang's father.

Hearing that Zhao Yi did not study well, the parents suddenly lost interest.

Zhao Hongjuan answered with a little embarrassment, "I'm in high school, and I have to study hard for a year."

"Yeah! Senior third year!"

"It's the last year, and it's too late if you don't study!"

"If you work hard for a year, maybe you can get a bachelor degree, and you won't have to get three books..."

Zhao Yi wanted to vomit blood depressed, he looked at Lin Xiaoqing bitterly, and then asked Sun Zhiguo, "Uncle, where is Sun Liang?"

Sun Zhiguo pointed in a direction, "Over there! This kid doesn't want to stand with me."

"I'm going to find Sun Liang!"

Before the words fell, Zhao Yi quickly walked away.

"Class 1, far left!"

"Class 3, here!"

When the conference is about to begin, each class teacher will stand in a predetermined position and let the students sit together, with the parents' positions corresponding to the students on one side.

The boys in the class went upstairs and helped move the stools to the playground.

Parents have stools and students are standing.

When the principal came on stage to speak, Zhao Yi stood and pulled Sun Liang to the side to sit on a spare stool, squeezed in front of the crowd and couldn't see it.

The senior third grade meeting of Zhengyang 13th Middle School is nothing more than a few processes.

First, the principal spoke.

The second person on stage was the grade director, who made a summary report on the performance of the entire grade and praised those students with outstanding performance.

Then it's time for student lectures.

The first to come to the stage was Cui Wei from the seventh class of liberal arts. Cui Wei is tall and handsome. He plays football and basketball very well. He is good at sports. The only thing he is not good at is learning.

It was also the first time for Cui Wei to give a student representative speech. He was obviously a little nervous, especially there were a large group of parents in the audience, and hundreds of people were under pressure to watch.

After he got up, he lowered his head to read the manuscript without even lifting his head in the process.

Parents are also discussing.

"Why Cui Wei? Just his grades, the countdown? Don't talk about taking the undergraduate exam, it's luck to get a college degree!"

This is still good.

Some parents have a very poisonous mouth, and a single sentence can suffocate people to death, "Look at what he said,'On behalf of the third-year students, to study hard in the last year', does he represent all the third-year students? Still studying hard? He took our kids to play!"

"His manuscript was copied, right? I still believe in a different person..."

Zhao Yi's face turned dark as he listened.

In all honesty, Cui Wei’s speech is not bad, the content of the speech is very exciting, his words are clear, and there is a bit of emotion, but he himself has poor grades, and is a small celebrity in the 13th middle school. Many parents know that his grades are not good. .

How do you represent all students with poor grades?

The grades are not good, and the sensational things written are all fake, big, and empty!

Zhao Yi is about to take the stage. The topic of his speech is to talk about ideals and life, and to match his achievements, it must be "false, big, empty".

This is embarrassing!

At the end of Cui Wei's speech, there was sparse applause in the audience, that is, a group of familiar classmates applauded.

The host teacher shouted into the microphone, "Next, please invite Zhao Yi, the student representative of the third grade of high school, to give a speech!"

In Class 3, a group of people looked at Zhao Yi.

"Zhao Yi, it's you!" Sun Liang pushed Zhao Yi.

"hurry up!"

"Go up, you must be better than Cui Wei! Give us the third class!"

Lin Xiaoqing was next to Zhao Yi, lowered her head and kept carrying the manuscript, seizing the time to grind the gun, she was ready to take the manuscript to the stage.

Zhao Yi gritted his teeth and stood up, reached out and handed the manuscript to Lin Xiaoqing.

"how?"

Lin Xiaoqing received the manuscript and was a little unclear, so she heard Zhao Yi say with a smile, "I will give it to you, no charge!"

He stepped onto the podium.

There were more than 500 people on the playground, among them teachers, students, and even the school’s security guards and the shopkeepers all gathered around to join in the fun.

Zhao Yi took a brisk step and stopped under the flag pole-the most conspicuous position. He turned around and raised his head to face the audience, with a curved line at the corner of his mouth, and he could not see the slightest tension.

He picked up the microphone and joked like an audition, "I'm Zhao Yi from Class 3, do you know me? It doesn't matter if you don't know each other, you will know each other today."

"Hullah..."

The audience laughed, and some students shouted, "Yes! We all know each other!"

Zhao Yi then came to the opening speech, "Today, I am giving a speech as a representative. It is very stressful! The first time in three years of high school! Here, I would like to thank the leaders and teachers for their trust." He bowed slightly.

The teachers in the front row looked at each other and had a good impression-this student is not nervous at all, and has a much better mentality than his peers.

"To be honest, I don't want to be a representative."

Zhao Yi's tone is very sincere, "According to the theory of performance representation, I only rank a dozen students in the class, and at most represent the students who are worse than mine."

"So, I will give a speech on behalf of the middle and lower classmates."

"Hula~~~"

All students are coming in spirit.

The teachers in the front row looked at each other and looked at Teacher Sun. Teacher Sun frowned. What she heard was different from what she saw.

Zhao Yi entered the main content, “As a middle-class student, I have felt the pressure. There is pressure from parents and school, but most importantly, I am worried about the future.”

"At our age, going to school is very sad."

"Going back to ten or twenty years ago, college students were a rare species. Graduates were assigned jobs, but now they can only find jobs by themselves. Looking to the future, a few years later, when we graduate from college, maybe an ordinary Position, you will face more than nine competitors."

"This is not a wild imagination, but a reality that must be faced."

Zhao Yi's expression became serious, "Our students in the middle and lower reaches of the grade have gone to ordinary undergraduates or ordinary colleges. Will they have any competitiveness in society after graduation?"

"Huh~~"

The audience whispered.

No one thought that Zhao Yi's speech would say this.

Zhao Yi paused for a while, picked up the microphone and continued, "Actually, this is just normal social competition and job competition, not sad."

"There are many sorrows we will encounter. For example, when you try to enter a university, get a diploma, and look for a job, you suddenly find that the boss is your classmate..."

"Yes, that's the classmate who dropped out of school at home because you didn't want to go to school because you were in elementary school!"

"Hahaha..."

A burst of laughter.

A similar example was placed ten years later, just a casual ridicule, which is still very novel now.

Everyone becomes energetic.

Zhao Yi continued, "After you graduate from university, you will go to the first-tier cities and work hard for several years. When you finally have a place, you return to your hometown and find that your playmates who did not go to school in childhood have become millionaires."

"This is not a joke."

"There are many reasons, or they have made money by opening a shop, or they are relocated households, or they were born in a wealthy family, don't you have a word? It is better to have a good father if you learn mathematics, physics and chemistry."

"Hahaha~"

The scene is a bit uncontrollable.

Zhao Yi's tone was still plain, as if he was just talking about very ordinary things, and his clear voice filled the playground. "At that time, maybe we will have a question: it takes so much time, money and energy to study, but after all What's the point?"