Chapter 686 Who will save me?
Some teachers pay great attention to protecting students' psychology, and will try their best to avoid harm even to poor students.
But for the students' parents, they don't care so much.
They are all adults, and the child is so old, how can he still be so fragile?
Besides, if I don’t want to embarrass you, how can you cooperate with the teacher’s work and work hard to urge your children to study hard?
Lu Ling's new class teacher is obviously this kind of teacher. His approach of directly reading the results and asking parents to speak up will indeed make parents of good students gain face, but it will also make parents of poor students lose face.
The first parent to speak was a middle-aged lady in her forties. She looked a little shy, but she couldn't hide the smile on her face.
After all, she is the number one mother, how can she not be happy?
"I don't have much to say. The main thing is that the teacher taught me well."
she said modestly.
Of course no one would take such kind words seriously.
You say that good grades are all because teachers teach well?
They were all taught by the same teacher. Your children’s scores are hundreds of points higher than those at the bottom. Aren’t those people taught by these teachers?
However, with the first parent, Zhuyu, in front, the next few parents also praised the teacher for how good he was.
Everyone has been in society for so many years, who still doesn’t know that at this time, it’s better to say a few nice words that don’t cost money?
Besides, people say that the first place is because the teacher teaches well and has nothing to do with the students.
What else can you say to those of you who are ranked number 2, 3, 4, 5 or 6? Are you better than the first?
So they actually had nothing else to say.
The people I read earlier have good grades, and their parents are good people. The class teacher was also very happy to hear this.
After every parent finished speaking, no matter what they said, she took the lead in applauding, as if it was really useful.
However, this harmonious atmosphere did not last long.
The parent who came in eighth place was probably not very satisfied with his child only getting eighth place. After he got up, he was very unhappy. Even the teacher didn't compliment him. He complained a few times and sat down.
His emotions also affected those behind him.
Even the eighth place is not satisfied. If subsequent parents show satisfaction, wouldn't it be equivalent to admitting that their children are not as good as others?
As a result, subsequent parents also expressed their dissatisfaction with their children's results and their determination to urge their children to study hard in the future.
Although there is no compliment, these words are what the teacher wants to hear more.
So the head teacher still applauded every parent's speech.
As long as the children's grades can be improved, many more important people will naturally praise her. She doesn't care whether she gets compliments from parents.
Lu Fan was sitting in the middle with a serious look on his face. Sitting next to him was the father of a child, whose results had never been read.
"Young man, are you here to help your sister hold a parent-teacher conference?"
The father seemed to have heard enough of the other parents' nagging, so he couldn't help but start chatting with Lu Fan.
"Yes." Lu Fan said softly.
"No wonder you are so young." The middle-aged man sighed.
"It seems like your sister's grades aren't very good either. After studying for so long, neither of us has been mentioned!"
He is quite concerned about his children's deskmates.
Originally, the child's grades were not good. Of course, he hoped that his child's deskmate would be a student with good grades so that he could take care of his child.
But at present, this idea seems to be impossible.
Now he just wants to know how bad his child's deskmate's grades are.
He was not willing to have his child sit with a worse student.
Isn’t it like playing chess with a stinky chess player and getting stinky the more you play?
"It's really not good." Lu Fan also sighed.
Although he didn't care much about his grades, if the class teacher did this, he was destined to get up and lose face soon.
Thinking about this matter, I feel very confused.
Lu Fan has not lost face for a long time, and he is no longer so skilled in this business.
However, he couldn't stop this.
The head teacher did this in order to improve the performance of the whole class, and Lu Fan was really powerless to object.
After all, he is still a very reasonable person.
"My daughter estimates that she will be able to pass the exam to about thirty people in the class. Has your sister ever been evaluated in this regard?" the middle-aged man asked again.
Although this kind of thing would be known after the results come out, he was too busy now and couldn't help but ask first.
"I'm not sure about this. She probably hasn't estimated it." Lu Fan shook his head.
He estimated that his sister would most likely be the last in the class, and she would be far behind the second to last.
After all, other students in the class were admitted to No. 1 Middle School normally, and they were basically considered to have very good grades in junior high school.
Only Lu Ling had poor grades in junior high school, and the high school entrance examination was a mess, and her grades were even worse.
In this kind of class, even if she tried her best to catch up, she couldn't catch up in just one semester.
"That's it!" The middle-aged man was a little disappointed and a little disdainful.
If you don’t know yourself at all, your grades will probably be even worse!
Lu Fan sighed in his heart.
He suddenly had an idea. What a wonderful thing it would be if someone could run into this classroom and save him at this time!
Even if a terrorist comes, or aliens invade, and he needs to save the earth, that's fine!
As long as he is not allowed to be the last one to stand up and speak in this classroom, that is enough.
Looking at the look on the middle-aged man next to him, Lu Fan could tell how much contempt he would receive when he stood up.
However, it seems that the terrorists have not yet appeared, and the aliens probably have no plans to invade at this time.
Everything is going according to plan.
The head teacher was still reading the results slowly, and the parents stood up one after another, complaining, or expressing their determination.
Finally, the middle-aged man was called up at the 32nd hour.
When he got up, he was already sure that his children had better grades than their classmates.
"...In addition to what we parents can do, I also hope that teachers can also help us students with poor academic performance. It is best to arrange some deskmates with slightly better grades for them, so that for them, It is also a kind of demonstration and supervision.”
The middle-aged man talked freely.
At this moment, the classroom door was pushed open, and a fat face stuck in.
