My superpowers are refreshed every week

After Lao Mo returned home, teacher Che Shujun was cooking. Although he had been busy all day and worked overtime to record scores, he still took the initiative to go over, put on his apron, and helped the kitchen cut vegetables.

"You go play with Xiao Doudou, it's fine as long as I'm here." Che Shujun smiled and said.

"It's okay, wait until Xiaodoudou calls me."

Lao Mo still helped pick vegetables.

Teacher Che Shujun is a junior high school teacher, and she is also a very good junior high school teacher. Not long after she got married, she was quickly promoted to a deputy senior professional title.

For a young junior high school teacher, this is very rare.

But at that time, I was pregnant with Xiao Mo and Xiao Doudou.

So she told Lao Mo that from now on we will be a family of three, and we can’t both be workaholics.

In our family, Teacher Mo is still more powerful.

I will take more responsibility for taking care of the children.

Then, Teacher Che Shujun made a choice and no longer participated in the competition or became a class teacher. As an ordinary teacher, she was more responsible for Xiaodoudou's education and her contribution to the family.

Lao Mo knew that she had made sacrifices in this regard.

Therefore, he has always worked very hard.

He has been striving for this honor as a special teacher.

Because he knew that Teacher Che Shujun took half of the credit for this.

"that."

While picking vegetables, Lao Mo said lightly: "Principal He told me today that I should be the special teacher next year. If the principal doesn't change midway, there won't be any changes."

After hearing this, Teacher Che Shujun held the spoon in her hand for a while. Then, covering his mouth with one hand, he looked at Lao Mo in surprise: "Why are you so calm about such a big matter, Teacher Mo?"

"After all, it's just a drawing... I haven't got it yet." Lao Mo explained.

"Principal He is a person who keeps his word and won't lie to others."

Che Shujun's eyes suddenly lit up with joy. She looked at Lao Mo with special admiration and said, "Let me tell you, Teacher Mo is the more powerful teacher in our family."

"No, that's not the case."

Lao Mo shook his head and said seriously: "If you weren't trapped by your family, you would have been a deputy senior officer..."

"Who said family can only hold me back?"

Teacher Che Shujun smiled, then scooped a little bit into the soup pot with a spoon, blew on it, and handed it to Lao Mo.

Lao Mo took a sip and said, "Okay, it's just right salty."

"My cooking skills have never been good enough to be like this now. Isn't it a great improvement?"

Che Shujun behaved very generously. Even though she had thought about what it would be like to devote herself to teaching, she had no regrets since she chose to let Lao Mo shine. On the contrary, she was grateful for her decision: "It's just a professional title, and I never felt it was a pity."

The moment Xiao Doudou was born, Che Shujun knew that compared to her, everything in this world was not that important.

"If I spend these two years steadily, I will get special education." Lao Mo promised.

"Don't be too stressed. Trust Principal He. He is more practical than Secretary Han."

"Yes, Principal He has done a good job in appointing people based on merit."

"After all, your achievements are also his achievements."

When Che Shujun said this, she suddenly remembered something and asked curiously: "So why did Principal He suddenly say this?"

"Chen Yuan passed the 661 exam and is going to class one."

"Are your grades improving so fast? But...it's a pity." Che Shujun said slightly sadly, "That's what parallel classes are like. Those good students, the students you like, will eventually be sent to the Rocket Class. Then, graduation photos I also took pictures with the teachers in Class 1.”

"Good thing."

Lao Mo shook his head gently and said: "There is no bad student in the class. Teacher Xu Yicheng is the best teacher and the best class teacher in No. 11 Middle School. Chen Yuan learns more solidly in his class."

"Yes, you and Teacher Liu Fang are the only senior teachers in your class. Teacher Liu Fang is more inclined to the liberal arts rocket class. There is a big gap in the teaching staff."

"And Teacher Liu Xin is still a bit lazy... ugh."

Lao Mo didn't have any objections to Shirley Liu, just that it would be nice if he could be more diligent.

I always invite students to drink milk tea. If I use this time in teaching, wouldn’t I be able to gain a little more?

"But Chen Yuan is different. Even if he goes to class one, he will never forget you." Che Shujun comforted you.

"What's the use of him remembering me? Just study hard." Old Mo said disdainfully.

Duplicity.

Che Shujun could tell at a glance that Lao Mo was being harsh, but she didn't expose it.

This guy is good at everything, but he has this problem.

No matter what, he refuses to be honest.

call out.

At this time, Lao Mo received a WeChat message.

He wiped his hands on his apron, took out his phone, and opened WeChat.

Then, I saw Chen Yuan sent a screenshot.

At that time, I couldn't help but laugh: "This kid is still playing harp with me."

When Che Shujun heard this, she came over curiously. After seeing the screenshot, she also jokingly said: "Chen Yuan seems to be looking forward to transferring to the first class, so you don't have to be too sad."

"Where am I feeling sad? I'm not feeling sad at all..."

Before Lao Mo finished speaking, a message was sent.

Chen Yuan: Teacher, is there any way not to change classes [crying]

This news is like a sudden click of a shutter when people are laughing easily.

It was so sudden that it even made people feel like they were being peeped on.

"I'm going to cry."

Covering her mouth with one hand, Che Shujun was immediately saddened and said affectionately: "Why is this child so down to earth?"

Lao Mo was fine at first, but Teacher Che Shujun's words directly made him feel sad.

But soon, he forced himself back with three coughs.

This kid, does he have to be good and cheap here?

If you don’t want to go, you don’t want to go, and you even post [crying loudly], who are you showing this to?

Mo Jingyu: I must go. How many students want to transfer to Class 1? You are pretending to be aloof?

"Hey, how could you say this?" Che Shujun was a little angry when she saw this. After all, Lao Mo's duplicity went too far.

Didn’t Chen Yuan just say that he didn’t want to change classes?

Why are you still labeled as a fake noble?

"He, he, it must be good for him to go to class one."

"Then just say it like this, don't educate people."

"Oh, it's okay, this guy is thick-skinned."

Although Lao Mo said this, Chen Yuan didn't reply for a while, which made him a little nervous.

Would it hurt him too much to say this?

"I, let me go see Xiaodoudou."

After Lao Mo said something to Che Shujun, he left the kitchen and went to the living room.

And Che Shujun also knew that he had something to say that was not convenient for her to see.

Also, he couldn't say anything directly when he was next to him.

But this Chen Yuan really knows how to stir up the teacher's emotions.

Lao Mo is also a very emotional person. He can still remember the student from ten years ago, and he will mention it from time to time: Who was that person back then? His family conditions were not very good. I wonder how he is doing now...

Therefore, how could Chen Yuan, the person he liked more, be willing to let go?

Does this kid really don’t want to change classes?

If you don't want to, then I can still help a little bit.

But if you are just being polite to me, then I have nothing to say...

Looking at the screen of his mobile phone, Lao Mo, who was sitting on the sofa, became a little nervous.

At this time, the news came.

Chen Yuan: I can’t bear to leave my classmates and teachers in Class 18, and they are all used to it.

Chen Yuan: If I don’t change classes, will the school call my parents?

Mo Jingyu: Generally speaking, yes.

Chen Yuan: Can we not fight?

Mo Jingyu: Of course not. You have to discuss this with your parents and tell them the reason. And you have to make it clear that once you enter the class, there will be no one who does poorly in the exam.

As long as Chen Yuan's parents agree to this and he is determined, School He will not insist on changing classes...

No, why am I thinking that he won’t change classes?

It would be better to change classes.

Chen Yuan: Then I’ll discuss it with my parents.

Chen Yuan: If my parents agree, will they be able to stop transferring [crying]

You kid, send this expression again!

You are so thick-skinned, you are making such a funny expression, you are really, you are really...

"Dad, what's wrong with you? You look like you're about to cry..." Xiao Doudou put down the toys in his hands and climbed onto Lao Mo, preparing to comfort him.

"Chili, I touched some chili just now, I'm going to rub it."

After Lao Mo explained with a smile, he immediately threw Xiao Doudou away and walked to the balcony alone.

Looking at the message sent by Chen Yuan, after being stunned for a while, I finally typed it.

Mo Jingyu: You make your own choice, the teacher respects your opinion

Mo Jingyu: Teacher Xu is the best teacher in the school, and her teaching must be better than mine. You have to be more careful, okay?

Chen Yuan: I think Teacher Mo teaches well

"..." Seeing this news, Lao Mo couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, which was even more enjoyable than when Zhang Liang was slapped in the face.

This kid really dares to flatter you!

Teacher Xu Yicheng is the youngest teacher when the school was awarded the title of special teacher.

At my age, he is already the backbone of the city's education and a famous teacher in Haidong. How can I compare with him?

But if Chen Yuan doesn't dislike these eighteen classes...

I can't dislike myself either.

Mo Jingyu: I’m not bad, you can make progress in Class 18

Facing Chen Yuan, Lao Mo said what was almost the most arrogant statement for him - I'm not bad at all

Of course, when he said this, he made up his mind.

Can't lose.

Chen Yuan's talent is no worse than Sun Bai.

He will not lose his competitiveness in his own class.

And because the academic ability of Class 18 is generally low, I will have more energy to urge every teacher to work more on Chen Yuan.

Since Principal He takes Chen Yuan as the top pick.

Then, this seedling cannot be destroyed in my hands!

When he thought of this, he felt a little nervous.

Principal He specifically said that before changing classes today. Did he want to say that even if Chen Yuan changed classes, although Chen Yuan's future scores would not have much to do with him, he would still have credit for his achievements.

So if he doesn't change classes and helps speak for himself, does that mean that his promise to be promoted to special education the next year will not count...

That doesn’t count!

Lao Mo gently clenched his fist, his fighting spirit was so high for the first time.

It was indeed because of Chen Yuan that he was able to book special education.

But am I the kind of person who would throw away my self-confidence for such a title?

Could a good student be taught a bad lesson by himself?

The clenched fists became tighter and tighter.

Lao Mo had an idea.

It is true that surpassing Sun Bai with Chen Yuan is a long-term goal.

But his ambition is that Chen Yuan's results will be among the best in the joint examination of the seven schools!

…………

"Brother Yang, are you going to eat?"

"No, you go ahead. I have something to talk to the principal about."

"Awesome, face to face directly."

"But you should correct your results today. After all, you are top one."

"Then let's go first."

"OK Bye Bye."

After greeting his classmates, Liu Yiyang directly carried his schoolbag, went to the principal's office, and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

The principal's serious voice came.

After opening the door, Liu Yiyang went in.

And seeing that it was Liu Yiyang, a student who took the initiative to ask him about his score every time after taking the exam, and went directly to him at many levels, bypassing the class teacher, grade leader, and vice principal, the principal could only treat him kindly.

Looking at him, Feilimin said enthusiastically: "Sit down."

"Thank you, principal."

Liu Yiyang sat on the leather sofa in the principal's office, putting his hands on his knees. Although he was not nervous or reserved, he was sitting very honestly.

He's not the arrogant kind of person.

Except that every time I go directly to the principal to ask about my grades, it's a little more abstract.

"Mathematics and Chinese are out, science and comprehensive are out, and English is still being revised. Do you want to listen to the other scores first?" Feilimin said.

"I won't bother the principal with my work. You don't have to worry about me. Just tell me when you get the score." Liu Yiyang said lightly.

"OK."

The principal was somewhat grateful to the child for being so considerate of him.

It's just that the way he sits there is a bit unnatural.

It’s wrong for me not to work hard now.

But, I'm off work.

"On pins and needles"

"Are you sure about the national championship?" Feilimin asked.

Liu Yiyang is a super academic who has perfect scores in the first test of the mathematics competition. His average score in the first and second tests is second only to Shi Yi and Xia Hai. Naturally, he is confident.

But apart from this, there is no other topic to talk about.

"Yes." Liu Yiyang nodded and answered directly.

If you say no, or if you are more modest, I can tell you a few more words.

The young man doesn't play his cards according to the routine.

Just wait.

At this time, the English scores were sent.

144.

sharp!

Feilimin was about to say something, but what this kid wanted was the total score, so he humbly held a calculator, tallied up the scores, and said with a smile: "Oh! It's better than last time, 714!"

"Thank you, principal, for your hard work."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yiyang stood up and bowed to Feilimin, then turned and left.

Feilimin: "..."

No, don't you want to talk?

I'm very happy now!

Don't leave!

He had no choice but to watch Liu Yiyang leave, and politely closed the door gently.

Then, I couldn’t help but sigh: “Able students all have unique personalities.”

But he has the capital.

No. 1 Middle School and No. 4 Middle School have monopolized the number one spot for the past nine years.

The only number one pick among them was stolen by the eleventh middle school ten years ago.

Then calculate it based on probability.

Ten years from now, No. 1 Middle School and No. 4 Middle School will win the top pick nine times, or even ten times.

Just talk about science.

Of course, the ratio is almost the same for liberal arts.

But the college entrance examination the year after tomorrow.

Maybe there are variables.

It is still unclear who the destiny is.

Liu Yiyang.

Xia Hai ranked 4211th in the city in the high school entrance examination and was admitted to an external school.

And now, he has surpassed 710 twice in a row.

Especially this time, I even got a score that would be the top pick in some years!

There is no hope for this senior year of high school.

The top scorers in science and liberal arts, one is in the fourth grade and the other is in the first grade.

But Xia Hai the year after tomorrow,

A meeting of winds and clouds.