The intern taught a top-performing class, and the parents wanted to change the homeroom teacher.

A hat was simply put on top of it.

Startled, Zhang Chao waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, no, Director, you're joking."

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Director Pan stared at him expressionlessly.

Zhang Chao chuckled awkwardly. "Director, but what if changing classes causes students to become unfamiliar with the new environment and their grades drop?"

Director Pan said calmly, "Whether her grades drop or rise is her own choice. Once she makes that choice, she has to be prepared to bear the consequences."

Zhang Sisi paused, turned around, and looked directly at Zhang Chao for more than three seconds for the first time.

She was no longer a student in Class 7, and no longer needed to endure Zhang Chao's pressure.

"Teacher Zhang, I don't think my grades will drop, and I've never felt so refreshed. It's like I've been reborn. From now on, I will no longer be bound by you."

"Thank you for your guidance this past month. Goodbye."

After saying that, Zhang Sisi bowed to Director Pan and said softly, "Director, I'll be going now."

Director Pan nodded slightly. "Go ahead, class is about to start, so prepare well."

Zhang Chao watched Zhang Sisi leave the classroom with a sense of frustration, but he didn't dare to stop her.

If the student leaves at the top of the class, the average score will drop by a whole level.

"Alright, Ms. Zhang, I won't disturb your class any longer. I'll be going now. If you have any objections to the class change, just come find me." Director Pan said calmly, adding, "You can also talk to the principal."

Zhang Chao forced a smile, "No, no."

"That's good." After saying that, Director Pan left Class 7.

Zhang Chao clenched his fists tightly, breathing heavily, closed the door, and turned to look at the classroom.

The students in the classroom all lowered their heads instantly. Anyone who was unlucky enough to make eye contact with Zhang Chao at that moment was in for a roar.

Xiao Ming also lowered his head, but his mind started working.

So Zhang Sisi went to Director Pan to switch shifts, does that mean I can too...?

Now I'm also first in my class, although it's not very formal.

While he was still thinking, Zhang Chao walked up to him with a gloomy face and spoke to the whole class.

"See? You're still not studying properly. Even Zhang Sisi doesn't want to study with you anymore!"

"Xiao Ming, study hard, lest you fall behind others again."

"Or are you planning to leave too? Which class have you chosen? Do you need me to write you a letter of recommendation?"

Sure!

Write it quickly!

If I actually let you write it, you won't be happy!

Xiao Ming cursed inwardly, keeping his head down and not daring to speak.

Zhang Chao snorted coldly, opened the door, and left the classroom.

……

Zhang Sisi and two boys soon arrived at Class 17.

Teacher Song was supervising the morning self-study session at the door while waiting for Zhang Sisi. When she saw Zhang Sisi coming over, she immediately smiled.

"bring it on."

Zhang Sisi followed behind Teacher Song into Class 17.

I felt nervous and uneasy.

I wonder if her new classmates will ostracize her.

"Okay, quiet down." Teacher Song clapped her hands, drawing the class's attention. "Let me introduce our new classmate, Zhang Sisi. She'll be a member of our class from now on."

"I know there are some things circulating outside, but I don't want them to spread in our class."

Then she looked at Zhang Sisi and said softly, "Sisi, say a few words."

This wasn't a spur-of-the-moment decision; this part had been discussed and planned beforehand.

Zhang Sisi stepped forward and said, "Thank you, Teacher Song, for taking me in. I know that everyone has some opinions about me, but I will not get involved in anything else from now on. I will focus on my studies and hope to get along well with everyone in the future."

The whole class burst into applause.

Ms. Song smiled more. "Okay, Sisi, go to the middle seat. Class will start soon."

……

After leaving Class 7, Director Pan also took the opportunity to check on the learning situation of other classes along the way. If he found anything unusual, he would first fire a Death Gaze, and if he was discovered, he would follow up with a Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Finger.

As I walked, I came to the back door of Class 17 and looked through the window.

Seeing that Zhang Sisi was already studying, Director Pan was relieved.

Knowing mistakes can be corrected, and doing good things is great.

Director Pan sighed as he thought of Zhang Chao's ashen face.

This is no longer a question of whether or not we can retain our staff.

If Zhang Sisi had only dropped a dozen or so places, Director Pan might have advised her not to transfer classes.

As a result, it went from the top 50 to over 150.

And look at Zhang Sisi, she looks so wilted.

He knows that when growing flowers, he should water them from time to time and let them bask in the sun.

If they really push her too far, and Zhang Sisi runs off to another school, then they'll really be at a huge loss.

Then it will be the principal who talks to him.

After walking around the corridor, Director Pan quickened his pace and returned to his office. Looking at the stack of phone number lists on his desk, he couldn't help but feel overwhelmed.

The self-inspection process has only just begun!

The questionnaires are easy to handle. Just print them out, distribute them to each class, and collect them after they've been filled out.

The most tiring, troublesome, and crucial part is randomly selecting 20% ​​of parents from each class for phone calls.

Director Pan poured some chrysanthemum and goji berries into his thermos, added hot water, and slurped up a mouthful, which made his tongue feel a little numb from the heat.

hmm~

It's just a temperature!

He opened the class roster and started making phone calls.

All 30 classes are indispensable.

Fortunately, besides him, some other administrative teachers also made the call, otherwise their throats would have been hoarse.

Even with this rough estimate, it would take at least three or four days to complete.

……

School ends at noon.

Lu Qian and Geng Zeqin sat in a halal beef noodle restaurant outside the school.

"Could you cover one of my PE classes this afternoon?" Geng Zeqin said, then added, "I guess you'll have to cover the PE classes for the next few days too."

"Where are you going?" Lu Qian asked, somewhat surprised.

"Don't even mention it. Didn't we have a conference on teachers' ethics and conduct yesterday? Our PE teachers were also sent out because they needed to eliminate the risk of tutoring."

"We have to conduct unannounced visits to teachers' residences, neighborhoods around schools, and training institutions, and we also need to write some reports to submit." Geng Zeqin looked helpless.

He looked like he was watching a show during yesterday's meeting.

After all, nobody asks a PE teacher for extra lessons!

Practicing at school every day is enough to give the students a hard time.

As a result, after the meeting ended, the director of moral education returned and assigned them the task of conducting unannounced inspections.

Lu Qian nodded. "That's right, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard work, it's just a miserable life!" Geng Zeqin sighed.

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