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Chapter 442 continues

Chapter 443 continues

Let's state the conclusion first.

In the small office of the community center, the assessment teacher placed a folder in the center of the desktop.

Luke sat near the door.

He was carrying a new account book today, not an old one.

Abraham put the old account book into a file bag, along with the exercise sheets, assessment records, and community center attendance sheets from the past four weeks.

Luke placed both hands on the new ledger, his fingers fidgeting with the edge of the cover.

Upon hearing the word "conclusion," his shoulders visibly tensed.

Chen Zhuo sat next to him without saying a word.

Abraham sat on the other side, holding a pen in his hand, with a blank sheet of paper spread out in front of him.

There are three people across the table.

The assessor, the community center director, and a school district liaison were present. The liaison was a woman in her forties, wearing a gray coat. Before speaking, she pushed her glasses up. In front of her was a folder with a temporary label on the cover.

In the late afternoon of June, the office window was opened a crack, and the sound of children running across the playground could be heard from outside.

The assessor did not rush to turn the page.

She looked at Luke first.

"Luke, today is not an exam."

Luke looked up at her.

The assessor said, "It's not like we're sending you back."

Luke's lips moved slightly, but he didn't speak.

She then opened the folder.

"We've arranged twelve basic coordination sessions over these four weeks, and you've attended eleven of them."

Luke immediately said, "There was one time the car didn't come."

"I know." The assessor nodded. "That time it was recorded as being late for transportation, not as being absent without cause." Luke looked down at the ledger, his fingers no longer scratching the cover.

The assessor continued, "Let's talk about the parts that haven't been resolved yet. Your gaps are still very obvious. You can follow along with short sentences, but you tend to skip over long sentences, especially when there are two layers of meaning in the question. You'll stop immediately or say that you don't know the answer."

Luke's face slowly darkened.

"Handwriting is still weak. It's not just about whether the characters look good or not; it's about being able to write a complete line and put the date, question number, and answer in the correct places. That's still not consistent."

She turned a page.

"You'll still be wary when a stranger asks you a question directly. If the teacher asks a different question, you can sometimes answer, but if the question is asked too quickly at the beginning, you'll simply not answer."

Luke pursed his lips.

He didn't like hearing these things.

But he neither stood up nor stuffed the ledger into his clothes.

The assessor glanced at him, but his tone remained calm.

"These things are real, and we can't pretend they don't exist just because you've made progress these past four weeks."

Luke whispered, "I know." The assessor nodded.

"Then let's talk about the other part."

She pushed out an attendance record.

"You've come eleven times."

"The first time you came, you wanted to leave after sitting for less than ten minutes. The second time, you sat for a full half hour. Starting from the third time, you would take out your own notebook yourself."

Luke glanced up.

The assessor continued, "You can write the date now. You don't get it right every time, but you'll find the date first. You used to crumple up the wrong answers, but now you bring them back. You don't like others pointing out your mistakes, but you can already hear us say, 'You've been wrong since step two.'"

Chen Zhuo glanced at Luke.

Luke saw it too, but immediately looked away.

The assessor pulled out another worksheet.

"You got this question completely wrong the first time, got the first step right the second time, and circled the mistakes yourself the third time."

She tapped the edge of the paper lightly with her finger. "This means you're not incapable of learning; you just need someone to explain the rules clearly, break down the problem, and then take one step at a time."

The office was quiet for a while.

The community center director took over the conversation.

"Therefore, we do not recommend putting Luke directly into the regular class right now."

Luke looked up abruptly.

The supervisor didn't stop, nor did he let the question remain unanswered.

"It's not because you can't go to school, but because going directly in now would be bad for you. The teachers in the regular classes can't keep stopping to help you break down the problems, nor can they check every day to make sure you know the rules. If you go in, you might sit there for the first few days, but then you might start to hide, stop coming, or others might think you don't want to learn."

Luke remained silent.

The supervisor spoke very slowly.

"We don't want things to turn out that way."

The school district liaison then opened their folder.

"The school district has the same opinion. This isn't an official enrollment notice yet. We'll have to do another evaluation before school starts in September. But," she looked at Abraham, then at Chen Zhuo, "this isn't about continuing to wait and see." She pushed a printed sheet of paper to the center of the table.

"Our suggestion is to prioritize bridging during the summer."

Luke frowned.

What does "answer first" mean?

The school district liaison did not mind his interruption.

She turned the paper towards Luke.

"It means that from July to August, you will continue to come to the community center at a fixed time each week for exercises, writing, math, and classroom rules training. We will not send you back to wait until September, nor will we put you into a regular class now. We will let you build up your foundation here first."

Luke stared at the paper.

"Still here?"

"It's mainly here," the school district liaison said. "Some assessments may be done at the school district office, but they'll let you know in advance."

"Will you be back tonight?"

"The current arrangement is commuting between school and home," she explained clearly. "You come during the day and return to your current contact address at night. We won't arrange for you to stay at school for the time being." Luke's hand slowly loosened a little.

He then asked, "Is the contact address a church?"

"Yes," the school district liaison said. "At least during the summer bridging period, the church address can continue to be used as a temporary contact address. We will need to submit additional materials before the formal enrollment, but for now, we will proceed as planned."

Abraham bowed his head and wrote down the words "summer bridging," "school running," and "church address" on a piece of paper.

Luke watched him write and suddenly said, "Don't secretly switch to boarding school."

Abraham stopped writing.

The school district liaison also looked at Luke.

She didn't laugh.

"I won't change it secretly," she said. "If we really need to discuss accommodation arrangements in the future, there will be a separate meeting. I will tell Mr. Abraham, and I will also tell you that today's arrangement prioritizes students who commute to school."

Luke stared at her for a few seconds.

"Is it written down?"

The school district liaison handed him the paper and pointed it out. "Here, priority is given to students who commute to school."

Luke couldn't read all the English text, but he recognized the words Abraham had just written.

He looked down at those words, and his expression finally softened.

The community center director added, "There are also fees and transportation costs."

Luke became wary again.

Upon seeing this, the supervisor immediately added, "I'm not asking you for money."

Luke didn't say anything.

The supervisor looked at Abraham and Chen Zhuo.

"We will record the costs of transportation, lunch, basic bridging materials, and assessment separately for each project. The community center will reduce or waive the costs that can be reduced or waived first, and the costs that cannot be reduced or waived will be handled through the education support account."

He paused for a moment and then made himself clearer.

"We will not have Luke sign any fee commitments, nor will we have the children pay for it themselves. Every item will be recorded, clearly showing who pays, where the payment is made, and which project it is used for."

The school district liaison added, "If the school is subsequently integrated into the formal school system, the application process for lunch, transportation, and document support will be repeated; it won't be settled all at once today." Abraham nodded.

"I see."

The supervisor looked at Chen Zhuo.

"The support provided by Dr. Chen will be processed through our bank account, not in cash. The community center will only accept fees for designated projects and will not allow the money to become the child's personal money."

Chen Zhuo said, "Okay."

Luke immediately turned to look at him.

"You paid again?"

Chen Zhuo said, "Hmm."

"I didn't ask you for it."

"I know."

"Then why did you pay again?"

Before Chen Zhuo could answer, the assessment teacher tapped the table lightly. "You can ask that question later. Let's hear the arrangements first."

Luke pursed his lips and didn't pursue the matter further.

The assessor took out the last page of the report.

"After the summer bridging program, we will conduct a second phase assessment before the end of August. The assessment will not focus on whether you suddenly become a good student, but rather on a few things."

She held up her fingers and listed them one by one.

"First, can it be stable?"

"Second, can you listen to the short instruction?"

"Third, could you please explain what you don't know, or at least circle it?"

Fourth, can you accept the teacher taking a step back on the issue?

Fifth, can you follow the most basic rules in the classroom?

Luke raised his head slightly when he heard the words "good student," but then lowered it again.

The assessor looked at him and said, "We're not asking you to do everything perfectly right now. We just want you to know what the next step is." Luke whispered, "Come back next week?"

"Come here," the assessment teacher said. "Next Tuesday at 4 PM, still here. The official schedule for the summer bridging program will be provided today."

Luke looked at Chen Zhuo.

"What about once every five days?"

Several people in the office looked over.

Chen Zhuo said, "As usual."

Luke then asked, "What if it crashed into this spot?"

"Same as before, moved up by one day."

"Is it alright?"

"Calculate."

Luke's shoulders relaxed a little.

The community center director saw this but didn't interrupt. The school district liaison looked down and wrote a line in his notebook.

She didn't write much, just a few words.

Fixed relationship.

A stable response.

The meeting lasted for nearly forty minutes.

After explaining the arrangements, the assessor clipped the papers together in order.

One copy for Abraham.

One copy is left at the community center.

A subsequent school district transfer.

There was also a simple timetable, which was handed to Luke.

Luke did not answer immediately.

He looked at Chen Zhuo first. Chen Zhuo said, "Take it."

Luke then took it.

This time it wasn't a light blue card, but a folded piece of white paper.

The paper listed several dates for July.

Luke opened the paper and then closed it again.

"Do you need to bring this too?"

The assessor said, "It's best to bring it."

"You bring it every time?"

"It's best to bring it every time."

Luke stuffed the paper into the new ledger.

After stuffing it in, I pushed it in even further.

No one in the office urged him. Only after he closed the ledger did the supervisor stand up.

That's all for today. Tuesday at 4 PM, the first day of summer bridging, don't be late.

Luke immediately said, "If the car doesn't come, it doesn't count as me being late."

The supervisor nodded.

"Then Mr. Abraham should call in advance."

Luke thought for a moment.

"Can."

He spoke with great reluctance.

But he said yes.

After leaving the office, someone called Luke over and asked him to sign a confirmation of the collection schedule.

Luke frowned and walked over.

He picked up the pen slowly, as if afraid of making a mistake. Abraham wanted to follow, but Chen Zhuo gently stopped him.

"Let him write it himself."

Abraham stopped.

Luke stood in front for a long time.

Write your name.

Write the date.

The date was written incorrectly once, but the ex-woman didn't take the paper away; she just pointed it out to him.

Luke lowered his head, crossed out the wrong stroke, and rewrote it next to it.

After he finished writing, he returned the pen and stood at the door waiting for them, holding the account book.

Abraham stared for a long time before looking away.

Outside the community center, the wind was a bit hot at the end of June.

The afternoon sun shone on the steps, and cars drove by, casting flickering shadows across the ground. Luke stood by the door, looking down at the new timetable.

He didn't go far.

Abraham and Chen Zhuo stood below the steps.

Abraham held the summer bridging program in his hand.

The paper is not thick.

But he took it very seriously.

After a while, he said, "Chen, you know this isn't something that will happen in a month or two."

Chen Zhu hummed in agreement.

Abraham looked at the paper.

"Summer bridging program, assessment at the end of August, fall enrollment plan, and then there are transportation, lunch, textbooks, and possibly additional supplementary classes."

He paused for a moment after saying this.

"These things will all come to an end," Chen Zhuo said. "I know."

Abraham looked at him.

"Why go to this point?"

Chen Zhuo did not answer immediately.

On the steps, Luke was still studying the timetable with his head down.

He looked at it very carefully, as if it contained some very difficult problem.

Chen Zhuo looked at it for a while and said:

"I didn't think that much about it."

Abraham did not interrupt him.

Chen Zhuo continued, "We just happened to run into each other."

"It just so happens that I can understand his question."