The Fiery Era: Starting from Longxugou

Zhao Shi'an sat down and looked around the classroom, finding it to be similar to the first-year high school classroom, except that there were far fewer people.

The classroom has eight seats per row, two seats on each side, and four seats in the middle. The desks are all double desks. There are five rows in total, with two empty seats in the middle.

There were only 38 students in the entire Class 1 of the third year of high school, and even with him, there were less than 40 students.

There were about ten fewer students than their class. This graduating class was one of the first two classes established when the school was founded. At that time, there were four classes in total, two for junior high and two for senior high.

Based on the timeline, the current senior high school class is the same high school class that was established when the school was founded. At that time, the People's Republic of China had only been established for two years, and there were very few students, with even fewer people going on to high school.

In addition, some high-achieving students skipped grades, so naturally there weren't many students in the class.

Seeing the teacher enter the classroom, Zhao Shi'an snapped out of his thoughts, took out his notebook, and prepared for class. He didn't take the textbook, but instead leaned over to the classmate next to him to read it.

"Classmates, today we will review argumentative essay writing. As the name suggests, an argumentative essay is an article that states its position and reasoning at the beginning."

First, state your viewpoint, such as: labor is the most glorious and oppose liberalism. Then, present your reasons, using a combination of theory and examples to support your argument, such as the contributions of workers and peasants, and revolutionary martyrs.

Then, through a comparative analysis of both sides…

Zhao Shi'an was surprised to hear the familiar content. He remembered that he had started writing compositions since elementary school, but in elementary school, he wrote narrative compositions.

I never imagined that in this era, high school is the only requirement.

He has read both of the first-year high school Chinese textbooks, but they haven't covered essay writing yet. His homeroom teacher also reminded him to study essay writing well in his senior year, as an essay accounts for half of the score in the college entrance examination.

Thinking about all this, Zhao Shi'an became much more serious. Although he could write, he might as well consolidate his skills.

"Hey buddy, which school are you from?"

Seeing Zhao Shi'an join him in reading, Zhang Haitao asked in a low voice.

"From our school!"

Zhao Shi'an replied.

"From our school? Skipped a grade? Which class in the second year of high school?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Haitao immediately perked up. Since he wasn't from another school, he was very likely someone who had skipped a grade in the second year of high school. There were a few students like that in his class. Once he found out which class Zhao Shi'an came from, he would ask the students who had skipped grades after class.

"Class 1, Grade 11!"

Zhao Shi'an didn't hide anything. He knew he couldn't keep it a secret for long, so it was better to be honest than to keep it a secret.

"Oh! First year of high school???"

Upon hearing this answer, Zhang Haitao was utterly shocked and couldn't help but exclaim! Are students these days really this amazing? Someone can skip directly from the first year of high school to the third? What did he learn in those three years?

"Zhang Haitao, stand up. If you don't want to listen, don't disturb the other students!"

Xiao Yingxue was giving a lecture when she suddenly heard a shout. Startled, she reprimanded the students after realizing what was happening.

"Teacher! I'm sorry! I just... I just..."

Zhang Haitao stood up and hurriedly explained.

"What do you mean, 'what ...

Xiao Yingxue stared at Zhang Haitao with hostility.

"Huh? Eighty? Teacher, that's way too high!"

Zhang Haitao suddenly felt like the sky had fallen.

"So, you're tall? Okay then, if you can get forty points on this Chinese composition, then forget it; otherwise, hand it in!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yingxue immediately changed her plan.

"Forty? Teacher, that's too high. Very few students in our class get forty on their essays!"

Zhang Haitao thought the teacher was being kind, but he didn't expect the teacher to give him something even more difficult.

"This won't do, that won't do! You're here to learn, not to haggle! Think it over yourself. If you can't finish everything, you can expect to hand in your essay! Okay, sit down! Let's continue!"

As Xiao Yingxue spoke, she tapped the blackboard. Seeing how high the teacher's expectations were, the students fell silent, no longer daring to whisper among themselves.

Zhang Haitao opened his mouth, about to continue arguing, but found that the teacher had started lecturing on his own.

Feeling depressed, he sat down and stared at Zhao Shi'an with a resentful look.

Zhao Shi'an immediately turned his head away and listened attentively to the lesson.

This isn't his fault; it's Zhang Haitao's lack of self-control.

Thinking about what his Chinese teacher had just said, Zhao Shi'an was very puzzled. He had just transferred to this class and was already taking an exam?

According to the teaching schedule of this era, the senior year of high school should not have even entered the review stage yet!

Judging from the content of the teacher's class, they have already finished learning the high school curriculum and have started taking tests.

In terms of timing, this test is somewhat similar to the mock exam for the modern college entrance examination.

Zhao Shi'an was quite surprised to come to this conclusion. Could it be that the concept of "one, two, three models" already existed in the 1950s?

Thinking of this, he planned to ask Teacher Li about it later.

Once his thoughts returned to normal, Zhao Shi'an glanced at the resentful Zhang Haitao and continued to listen attentively to the lesson.

Seeing Zhao Shi'an's reaction, Zhang Haitao secretly complained!

After class, Zhang Haitao looked at Zhao Shi'an and said:

"Dude! You've really put me in a lot of trouble!"

"This isn't my fault, you called out to me! Um, I need to go to the office to get my books, we'll talk when I get back!"

As he spoke, Zhao Shi'an got up and left the classroom, heading straight for his office.

"Teacher Li!"

"Shi'an's here! Come quick! We were just talking about you!"

Upon seeing Zhao Shi'an at the office door, Li Zhankui warmly invited him in.

"Ms. Li, I've come to get my books for grades 11 and 12!"

Zhao Shi'an entered the office and spoke directly.

"I've already prepared everything for you! These are all on the table, take them!"

Li Zhankui smiled and pointed to a stack of new textbooks on the table.

"Thank you, Teacher Li. How much does all this cost in total? I'd like to pay for the books when I receive my student grant in a few days. Is that alright?"

Looking at the stack of books on the table, Zhao Shi'an thought that books in this era were not cheap; a complete set of textbooks for the second and third years of high school would cost at least 100,000 yuan.

"No need! Your grades are good, and you have a good grasp of high school knowledge! The textbook was a reward from the school; you can't slack off now that you have it!"

Li Zhankui waved his hand and pushed the book on the table in front of Zhao Shi'an.

"Thank you, Teacher Li! I will continue to work hard!"

Zhao Shi'an was very happy that he could save on book costs.

"I believe in you, keep it up! Don't hesitate to ask me anything!"

"Ms. Li, during Chinese class just now, I heard you mention there's a test this week? Have the senior students finished their review?"

Zhao Shi'an remembered the test his Chinese teacher had mentioned and immediately asked about it.

"The review hasn't started yet, but the classes have already finished. As you know, due to the previous education reforms, many people studied for an extra six months. Our school, with the idea of ​​'early birds fly,' has accelerated the teaching pace."

This way, they finished learning high school material several months ahead of schedule.

This test is just a preliminary assessment. Since you've just transferred here, treat it like a regular monthly exam and don't put too much pressure on yourself!

Upon hearing Zhao Shi'an's question, Li Zhankui patiently explained.

"Oh, I see! Teacher Li, I'll take the test seriously!"

Zhao Shi'an immediately understood. He had thought that there was a concept of "one, two, three models" in the 1950s, but he did not expect it to be due to education reform.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. With college admission rates often reaching 91% and 77%, there's not much point in holding mock exams. After all, most people can go to university; it's just a matter of whether the university is well-known or not.

Today, there is no distinction between key and non-key universities; the 52 reform simply involved a major reorganization of departments and faculties.

"Keep it up! Your teacher believes in you!"