It is said that teachers are hard-working gardeners and engineers of human souls. They teach and educate and are respected, but there are also some teachers who are the scum among them. For their own selfish interests, they will not hesitate to hurt pure and innocent students, so as to achieve their goals, and I will be hurt by them.
When I was in the third grade of junior high school, a transfer student suddenly came to the class. He was a girl. A few days later, I learned that he was the sister-in-law of the head teacher. The pure students didn’t care, and they just learned their own things and prepared to welcome the future high school entrance examination. In my era, there was a pre-select procedure for the middle school entrance examination and the college entrance examination. If you usually have average academic performance in the class and fail the pre-select, then you don’t even have the qualification to take the exam, but this really happens every year. Whoever falls on the head is the unlucky one (it should be noted that students who do not have pre-select can go to high schools set up in other townships). The pre-selected indicators are determined based on the number of students who were admitted to high school or university in the previous class. There were a large number of students who were admitted to county No. 1 Middle School in the previous class, so we were given 45 indicators. At that time, we had three classes in the third year of junior high school, with about 40 students in each class. Basically, we chose one of three, with an average of 15 indicators per class. Usually, my worst score in the class is No. 8, so I have no pressure on the preliminaries. The pre-select was divided into two sessions. The first time I was selected 30 first. After the list came out, I found that there was no me. Although I felt a little surprised, I didn’t care too much. After all, my usual grades were there, and I thought that there would be a second time. However, unexpectedly, I still didn’t have me after the second preliminary grades came out. At that time, I was stunned and stunned: I studied hard for three years, but in the end I didn’t even have the qualification to take the exam. It was too embarrassing, and it shouldn’t be based on my usual grades. But after all, the fact is that, I have to accept it if I don’t accept it. So I carried the desk and stool brought from my home on a bicycle and went home in shame. The 45 students who passed the pre-select stayed for intensive training to prepare for the high school entrance examination in a month.
After returning home, although my parents were a little disappointed with me, they still comforted me with kind words: At worst, we can review for another year, and we are not stupid children either. So I honestly became the son of a farmer and went to the fields to work with my parents all day long. Suddenly one day, I was working in the field. A classmate came to the village to find me. After inquiring with the villagers, he found the field. He sent me an admission ticket to take the high school entrance examination, saying that the head teacher got it for me through the relationship between the county education bureau. I was deeply moved at the time. Speaking of my class teacher, he is actually very nice to me. I am the Chinese class representative. The class teacher reads almost every composition I write as a model essay to my classmates in class, and I am also proud of it. Now it is the head teacher who has provided me with an opportunity, and I feel even more grateful.
The day after I got the admission ticket, I returned to school, but for me, I had no time to review, because I would go to the county town to take the high school entrance exam in two days. I was very relaxed at that time. After all, I was not qualified for the exam. If I could pass this time, it would be a big profit. If I failed, it would be natural. Therefore, there was no psychological pressure at all. Two days later, a bus took us and more than 50 people to the county, went directly to the county No. 1 Middle School, and arranged us in the dormitory of graduated high school students. The examination room was the classroom of the county No. 1 Middle School. Most of my classmates have at least 3 or 5 people in the same exam room, but I am the same exam room and have no companionship, but I don’t care, and I am not nervous at all. Moreover, I am the last one to enter the exam room with the ringtone in every exam, which makes the invigilator salute me. The final result was that I passed the exam, with a 290-point admission score line and I got 292.5, which was when I hadn't studied for nearly a month.
Three years later, I was admitted to university. During my college years, a kind-hearted person told me a news: the reason why my junior high school preliminaries failed that year was because my class teacher had his sister-in-law replaced my indicators through some operation. Later, he got me an admission ticket through relationships, and the examination room where I was in that year was all candidates with some relationships and no preliminaries. However, ironically, his sister-in-law was not admitted to the county No. 1 Middle School in the end, and I was the only one who got into the county No. 1 Middle School in that special examination room. This is the first time I was cheated at a critical moment in my life.
