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

on Monday.

Lu Qian stood at the door. After the bell rang for morning self-study, not a single student was late.

"Continue memorizing according to the assignments given by your Chinese and English teachers."

After saying that, Lu Qian left the classroom.

Pan Hai had just returned to his office and hadn't even settled in when he heard a knock on the door.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Enter!"

Pan Hai's heart skipped a beat when he saw Lu Qian walk in.

Has this day come so soon?

Is Teacher Lu also unable to handle Class 25 and planning to switch classes?

"Director Pan, I've come to you to get an approval," Lu Qian said.

Pan Hai was stunned for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief.

It doesn't have to be a shift change.

"What approval?"

"Li Jun from our class is going to participate in archery training in the future, so he came to the director to get a referral," Lu Qian explained.

Pan Hai raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised. "Li Jun is participating in archery training?"

He naturally knew Li Jun; he was consistently among the bottom few in Class 25.

Because of his wealthy father, each teacher, after failing to discipline him, became too lazy to bother anymore; as long as he didn't disturb others' studies, he was content.

"Yesterday I took Li Jun to the archery range, where he was spotted by a professional coach and invited to join the city's archery team. The coach said he's a promising archer. Winning the championship would give him extra points on the college entrance exam, and it would also bring prestige to the school," Lu Qian said.

Pan Hai nodded slightly; he was very familiar with this process.

Many students at the school pursue athletic careers.

It's quite rare to see that Li Jun is also planning to take this path.

After all, with Li Jun's family's wealth, why would he need to rely on athletes?

"Okay, I'll give you a form." Pan Hai worked quickly, signing the form on the spot and handing it to Lu Qian.

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Back to class.

Most students are still diligently memorizing their lessons, while a small number are still daydreaming.

Lu Qian handed the form to Li Jun, drawing curious glances from the surrounding students.

After Lu Qian returned to the podium, his deskmate Fan Siwen asked curiously, "What did Teacher Lu give you?"

Li Jun lightly flicked the application form, looking nonchalant. "It's nothing. I won't be coming to afternoon self-study anymore; I'll be participating in the archery competition."

Fan Siwen's eyes widened. "Really?"

Before long, everyone around knew that Li Jun had joined the professional archery training team.

Seeing this, Lu Qian simply announced it to the whole class.

"Wait a minute."

"Yesterday at the archery hall, Li Jun was selected by a professional coach from the city and invited to join the city's professional archery team. The coach also said that Li Jun has excellent talent and will participate in competitions later to reduce the pressure of the college entrance examination."

The whole class erupted in uproar.

It's important to understand that joining voluntarily and joining by invitation are two different things.

"Alright, that's enough about that. Let's continue memorizing," Lu Qian said.

This is only novel for the first few days; after a few days, the envy wears off.

The safest path is still learning.

Of course, if Lu Qian discovers another student with top-notch talent, he will not let such geniuses go to waste!

The first class was Chinese.

Chinese language teacher Guo Mei looked at her students with some worry, wondering if they would still be able to recite the text after the weekend break.

However, Guo Mei felt relieved after the student recited the poem fluently.

It seems that Class 25 is really getting better.

As a result, her enthusiasm for teaching increased even more.

Some people are happy that someone is worried.

The seventh-grade Chinese teacher was standing on the podium with a frown.

A student was standing in the audience, reciting a classical Chinese text haltingly, making several mistakes along the way.

"Stop! What's going on?"

"You don't even want these free points, huh? What kind of nonsense are you all memorizing?!"

The Chinese teacher of Class 7 was furious. The students' recitation of classical Chinese texts these past few days had been a complete mess.

Not only did they stumble over their words while reciting them, but many people didn't even manage to memorize them at all.

There were also a lot of spelling mistakes in the dictation.

The whole class was silent, everyone with their heads down, wishing they could bury their heads in their desks.

If you change the homeroom teacher, does that mean you'll also lose your brain?

The Chinese teacher of Class 7 didn't say this out loud, but the overall learning efficiency was steadily declining.

Sleeping or chatting in class.

Does this look like a top-tier class?

However, the teaching progress could not be stopped. After a moment of silence, the Chinese teacher of Class 7 gave up asking questions and continued the lesson.

We need to talk to the homeroom teacher of Class 7 about this!

After class, the seventh-grade Chinese teacher, who had just stepped out of the classroom, saw Zhang Chao walking towards her.

They immediately went to greet them.

Zhang Chao was in a good mood; he had tutoring yesterday, Sunday, and earned quite a bit more money.

As I was about to greet the Chinese teacher, she said, "Ms. Zhang, your class's memorization has been a bit lax lately..."

Hearing his Chinese teacher's words, Zhang Chao's smile gradually disappeared, and he looked rather unpleasant.

Another problem! Another problem!

How can there be problems with memorizing?

A nameless anger rose in Zhang Chao's heart, but he couldn't show it out in public.

He had no choice but to agree, promising to supervise the memorization himself.

Then I quickened my pace and returned to the classroom.

When the school bell rang, the students all...

Zhang Chao slammed his hand on the table and shouted:

"What's wrong? You're not going to study anymore? You can't even memorize something as simple as classical Chinese?"

"Can't memorize it, huh? Fine, from now on, you'll copy the classical Chinese texts you need to memorize ten times a day. I'll watch you copy them during evening self-study!"

The entire class lowered their heads, silent, but inwardly they were filled with despair.

Since Zhang Chao became the homeroom teacher, the amount of math homework has almost doubled. Students can't even finish their homework during evening self-study. Now, they've added copying classical Chinese texts to the list. Isn't this going to kill them?

That wasn't all; Zhang Chao continued to roar.

"And English vocabulary too. My English teacher told me that I can't memorize a few words, just like with classical Chinese. I have to copy them ten times, and they'll check them tomorrow!"

Zhang Chao's chest heaved violently with anger.

In his math classes, these students either daydreamed or fell asleep, causing a sharp decline in teaching quality.

Now even Chinese and English are having problems!

At that moment, a slender arm was raised from below the stage.

She is a girl, Zhang Sisi, who is first in her class.

"Speak!" Zhang Chao shouted coldly.

"Teacher, do we need to copy what we've memorized?" Zhang Sisi asked calmly.

She has always been first in her class, and her score in the last monthly exam was 22nd in the grade.

The previous ranking was 45.

After the change of homeroom teacher, she could clearly feel that the new homeroom teacher, Zhang Chao, was not as good as the previous teacher, Lu Qian.

She could accept the increase in math homework.

But copying classical Chinese texts ten times would be a waste of her time.

Copying it once or twice is enough to reinforce your memory; ten times is way too much!

The other students gave him an admiring look.

To dare raise your hand and ask a question in this situation, being good at studying is truly impressive!

When the top student in the class started a group buy, the second and third students immediately followed suit.

"Yes, teacher, if you can memorize it, you don't need to copy it, right?"

"Yes, instead of wasting time..."

But the next second.

"Copy! Can you guarantee you won't make any mistakes later on?"

"Don't you know that a bad pen is worse than a good memory?" Zhang Chao continued to roar.

Zhang Sisi frowned slightly and reluctantly lowered her hand.

That makes sense, but it's unnecessary for them; it's a complete waste of time.

The other students were also shrouded in gloom.

It feels like this homeroom teacher might as well not have been changed!

Not only have my grades dropped, but I've also had more homework!

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