On Sunday, Zhao Xiancai spent another fourteen hours on mathematics.

Including the seven hours yesterday, Zhao Xiancai spent 21 hours studying mathematics in the two days of the monthly exam alone.

However, the price Zhao Xiancai paid for doing this was that he was called to the office by his class teacher during his morning reading on Monday.

"What happened to your monthly exam this time?

Although you usually fail in math, you still have a score of 70 or 80, right?

Why did you fall so hard this time? You only scored more than 40 points in the exam?

I thought that if your mother came to study with you, your grades would improve a little bit, but your grades have declined instead of rising.

Tell me what happened."

The person who was reprimanding Zhao Xiancai at this time was none other than his head teacher Fang Qiu, who was also his math teacher.

"Teacher Fang, I didn't feel well during the two days of the monthly exam. My mind was in a daze at that time. I promise that I can improve my score in the next monthly exam."

Zhao Xiancai said to Fang Qiu.

"Hey, you called him to the office so early? Just in time, I have something to tell him."

Just when Fang Qiu was about to say something more to Zhao Xiancai, a teacher who looked older than Zhao Xiancai also walked into the office.

The teacher who taught Zhao Xiancai physics was named Liu Aihua.

"Why, his physics score also dropped this time?"

After hearing what Teacher Liu said, Chief Fang also asked.

"Yes, I originally thought that there was no room for decline for someone like him, but I didn't expect that I was too naive.

He only scored over 20 points in the physics test this time. He really didn't listen at all during class. Even if he listened a little, he wouldn't have scored over 20 points in the exam.

How far did he fall in math this time?"

When Liu Aihua heard what Fang Qiu said, he knew that Zhao Xiancai must have fallen a lot in mathematics in this monthly exam.

So after talking about Zhao Xiancai's physics scores, he asked about Zhao Xiancai's math scores.

"He scored more than 40 points in this math test. He said it was because he felt uncomfortable and dizzy during the two days of the test.

Now that he looks like this, it is indeed possible."

Fang Qiu said.

The reason why he believed Zhao Xiancai's words was because he couldn't think of a reason for Zhao Xiancai to lie.

When he talked about Zhao Xiancai in the past, no matter what he said, Zhao Xiancai remained silent, like a dull gourd.

Moreover, even if Zhao Xiancai’s grades dropped due to other reasons this time and he just found an excuse, what about next time?

He might as well continue to be thick-skinned and not afraid of flies as before, without saying a word.

"Although there is Tomb-Sweeping Day this week and there are no exams during the weekend, there will still be exams next week, so I definitely can't miss it.

If your grades are still the same as this monthly exam, then I will have to talk to your parents.

I don’t expect you to get high scores in the test, nor do I ask you to improve by how many places at a time.

But your grades are already like this, so you can’t let them fall any further, right? Do you really want to be happy if you fall from the second to last in the class to the last in the school?

If you can get into Chengxian No. 1 Middle School, I believe your brain must not be stupid. I hope you can spend more time on your studies.

Oh, okay, you can go back."

After a few words of earnest persuasion to Zhao Xiancai, Chief Fang asked Zhao Xiancai to return to the classroom.

After all, it was also time for morning reading, so it didn't seem like he wasted too much time on Zhao Xiancai.

“Although our Chengxian No. 1 Middle School’s annual bachelor’s degree passing rate is more than 80%, isn’t there still more than ten percent who fail to pass the bachelor’s degree?

These more than ten percent of people are people like Zhao Xiancai. You have been talking to him frequently since last semester. Has it had any effect?

No matter how much you say to such students, it’s useless, it’s better to spend more energy on those students who can still be saved.”

Liu Aihua on the side said that while he is the physics teacher of Zhao Xiancai’s class, he is also the head teacher of a high school science class.

And what he is saying to Fang Qiu now is all true. It is based on his experience based on what he has seen and heard over the years.

"Teacher Liu, we have been partners since I came to Chengxian No. 1 Middle School. You know me.

I will not give up on any student in the class. It was like this before, it is like this now, and it will be like this in the future."

Fang Qiu said to Liu Aihua who was persuading him.

After hearing what Fang Qiu said, Liu Aihua didn't say much.

Fang Qiu is only thirty-three years old this year. He came to Chengxian No. 1 Middle School when he was twenty-five years old and became a class teacher at the age of twenty-seven.

So far, he has only led two graduating classes.

In Liu Aihua's view, Fang Qiu was very lucky. In the two graduating classes he led, there were no thorny students who couldn't listen to advice.

Therefore, the graduation rate of the two batches of graduates he led also reached 100%.

Liu Aihua is eight years older than Fang Qiu, he is already forty-one this year, and he was also younger than Fang Qiu when he officially started working.

He has encountered many prickly students like Zhao Xiancai who cannot listen to advice in his nearly twenty years of teaching career.

He once spent a lot of thought on such students, but in the end he just played the piano to others.

Such things happened too often, and the passage of time naturally sapped Liu Aihua's passion.

In Liu Aihua's view, Fang Qiu's energy and time spent on a student like Zhao Xiancai was purely in vain.

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"What's wrong? Why did the head teacher ask you to come over?" After Zhao Xiancai returned to his seat, his deskmate asked him.

"Nothing, I'm just talking about why my grades have dropped again this time."

Zhao Xiancai took out his math book and said to his deskmate.

"Your math score dropped again this time? By how many points?"

Hearing what Zhao Xiancai said, his deskmate was also a little surprised.

Because he had the same view as the head teacher, he felt that there was no room for improvement in Zhao Xiancai's mathematics.

Zhao Xiancai's deskmate is named Cheng Zhijun. He came in third in the class when he took the high school entrance examination, and now his ranking in every monthly examination has never fallen from the top three.

Fang Qiu's standard for arranging seats follows the principle of complementarity. Those who are good at mathematics sit together with those who are poor at mathematics, and those with good grades sit together with those with poor grades.

Of course, this kind of grouping is also divided into men and women. He will not arrange for boys and girls to sit at the same table.

"I don't know the exact score, but he said it was over forty," Zhao Xiancai said.

"More than forty? How could it be, this time the math is not more difficult than before?

According to your strength, it is no problem to maintain the same level as before, but how come you got more than 40 points this time?" Cheng Zhijun asked.

Although the teacher can only explain the papers that are usually taken during the weekend exams and cannot correct them, while the teacher is explaining the papers, the classmates will also correct each other.

Therefore, Cheng Zhijun also knew something about Zhao Xiancai's achievements.
Chapter completed!