C4 Class Break

On the sixteenth day of the first month, which was the start of school, Zhang Yunfeng was suddenly filled with confidence towards the final semester of his high school career and the upcoming college entrance examination.

Early in the morning, Zhang Yunfeng cycled to school with an empty schoolbag on his back. According to the usual practice, the first day of reporting for the new semester was to receive a new book and a new course schedule.

This high school, for the entire Jiangcheng, or even for the entire Nanjiang Province, was ranked at the top of high schools. Not only was the degree of undergraduate work the highest in the entire province, even the entire city and the entire province's College Entrance Examination Champion s frequently came from this high school, representing the highest level of teaching in the entire Nanjiang Province. Zhang Yunfeng's older cousin, Zhang Yunran, also attended the same high school in the Jiang Cheng Yi Zhong.

Originally, Zhang Yunfeng did not have the chance to enter River City's Number 1 High School to study. In the past, the score difference between his middle school entrance examination and Jiang Cheng Yi Zhong's score line was more than sixty points, and he was so lacking that he did not even have the chance to donate money. Without a strong network and a large amount of money, like his grade at that time, he could only enter the second or third rate high school in Jiangcheng.

Until now, he still did not know what sort of relationship his honest and well-behaved parents used to use to actually send him to this school. However, later on he heard that it seemed to be the help of an old comrade of his father's who he was when he was serving in the army back then, but as to who it was, even Zhang Yunfeng was not sure.

However, in the two and a half years of history of No. 1 High School, Zhang Yunfeng actually suffered from quite a bit of discrimination and his grade was at the bottom of the class, so much so that even the entire grade department. The homeroom teacher, Ma Qiantu, was extremely dissatisfied with him, and felt that his existence had affected the average grade of his class.

As they walked into the Wen San Class they were in, many of the students had already arrived early, and were chatting about the winter holidays in their seats. As most of the students stayed away from Zhang Yunfeng, afraid that they would be deemed as having fallen into depravity by their teachers because they were close to Zhang Yunfeng, Zhang Yunfeng did not have many friends in his class, and those who had a good relationship with him were all those who scored last in their classes.

As soon as Zhang Yunfeng entered the room, she instinctively looked towards the middle of the third row, searching for the beautiful figure that was lingering in her mind during the winter vacation. As expected, she was quietly sitting there, holding onto an extracurricular book as she read wholeheartedly.

This girl's name is Su Nuoyan.

In the eyes of all the boys in the entire Jiang Cheng Yi Zhong, there was not a single girl who could compare to Su Nuoyan. In the eyes of all the boys in the entire school, Su Nuoyan was the only goddess, and on her body, was all the aura imaginable: her features were extremely beautiful, her figure was tall and outstanding, and her temperament was extraordinary and refined. In terms of results, she had always been ranked first in the entire year, and it was said that her family situation was rather good as well.

Zhang Yunfeng had only stole a glance at Su Nuoyan out of habit, but he did not expect that at this time, Su Nuoyan would shift his gaze from the book to the Zhang Yunfeng who was looking at him. Four eyes met.

"Yunfeng." Seeing Zhang Yunfeng coming in, Li Zekai who was sitting beside him stood up and waved at him.

Zhang Yunfeng was feeling extremely awkward and nervous just now, so when he heard Li Zekai calling for him, he immediately greeted him and quickly went to the back.

The biggest reason was because these two were infamous brothers in the class. The last and last places in the class were occupied by the two of them in turns, and the homeroom teacher was worried that the two of them would affect the studies of the others. So he arranged the two of them to sit together at the corner of the last row.

Zhang Yunfeng came to his own seat, and just as he sat down, Li Zekai said with a face full of worry: "Have you heard? This semester we're going to be separated! "

Zhang Yunfeng asked in surprise: Divide into classes? Didn't they already split up into Humanities classes in their second year of high school? There's only one semester left, why do we still have to split up? "

"You don't understand." Li Zekai said: "Don't we have twenty classes in our grade? Five for Humanities and fifteen for Science, you know that right?"

"I know, what's wrong?" Zhang Yunfeng frowned and asked.

Li Zekai lowered his voice and said indignantly: "Damn it, in order to strengthen the atmosphere in the last semester of our senior year, this retarded school will have to separate the last few students in each class. There will be ten people in each class, and one will be the twenty-first class; five people from each subject class will be the one to form the twenty-second class."

Zhang Yunfeng frowned, and said angrily: "Isn't this discrimination? Isn't it too much to take out students with poor grades and place them in the same class alone? "

"There's nothing we can do." Li Zekai curled his lips and said: "Students like us are all standard villains in front of every class teacher. If we are kicked out of class, the class' average results will not be held back, and after the college entrance exam, the class's teacher's performance will be calculated based on the degree of achievement of the undergraduates and the repetition rate. With us here, not only will their job title be affected, it will also affect their bonuses."

Saying that, Li Zekai sighed, patted Zhang Yunfeng's shoulders and said: "Brother, our class needs to kick out ten people at once, last semester's end simulation, I will be the last, and you will be second from the bottom. It seems that we are definitely going to enter Class 21."

Zhang Yunfeng was extremely dissatisfied in his heart. He detested the way teachers treated students as if they were their own students, in the past, it was only teachers who wore coloured glasses to look at others. But now, even schools had publicly made this decision.

Just as they were talking, the homeroom teacher, Ma Qiantu, walked in with big strides. In just a month, Ma Qiantu's head, which was not much hair to begin with, had already become much smoother, he strode to the podium, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and seeing that the students were almost there, he said: "Students, today is the start of the new semester. The college entrance examination is also entering its final countdown period, and in the last semester, I hope that everyone will take 200% of your energy to prepare for the college entrance exam, and try to get a good result!"

With that, Ma Qiantu continued: "In the new semester, the school will have some new policies. Let's call out the names first, and after that, I will explain the school's leaders' instructions to everyone."

Ma Qiantu took out a list of names from the information in his hands. According to the list of names, there were eighty-three people in the entire class, and Zhang Yunfeng was the eighty-second. As for the Li Zekai beside him, he was the last one to be called.

Li Zekai said somewhat angrily: "Damn it, even the names are ranked according to the results, it's obvious that they do not regard students with poor results as human beings!"

Ma Qiantu finished counting and put down the roll, then said to the students in the whole class: "Students, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, we will be taking the first simulation test for this semester, the simulation test will be held synchronously throughout the whole year, and for this exam, the first and second year of high school will extend the start of the exam by two days, and all the staff in the first and second years will be under the supervision of the third year's teaching staff, every exam's severity is consistent with the third year's, and we are not allowed to bring any books, materials, and communication tools.

The whole class let out a cry of surprise, they didn't expect that the new semester would start with the mock exam, and it was even so popular. It seemed that the school was going to create a high-pressure, high-intensity learning environment at the beginning of the new semester, and quickly pull the students out of the winter vacation.

Ma Qiantu signalled to all the students in the class to stop their discussion, and said with an excited expression: "This exam is extremely important to all the students, because the results of this exam will decide whether every student will stay or not!"

Just as the whole class was in shock, Ma Qiantu announced the school's division of classes policy, exactly as what Li Zekai said!

For a moment, the expressions and reactions of the students in the class could be said to be polarized.

Those who did not get into the bottom twenty were basically feeling excited and excited. To them, chasing out those students who did not have good results was an incomparably good thing. As for those students who did not get into the bottom twenty, they felt that they were in danger.

Although only the last ten students of the Humanities class were assigned to the first twenty-one classes, no one could guarantee that they wouldn't be included in the new round of mock exams.

Afterwards, Ma Qiantu called out the last ten people whose grades were at the bottom last time, and they went to the school warehouse to carry the textbooks for the new semester together. This made Li Zekai even more furious, and said to Zhang Yunfeng in a low voice: "This Ma Qiantu really isn't a thing to let a student with poor results only do physical labor! If I am assigned to Class 21, after I finish my work, I will definitely beat up Ma Qiantu to vent the hatred in my heart! "

Zhang Yunfeng looked at Li Zekai's furious appearance and said helplessly: "Use all your strength to study properly. Give me a good result on the test and that will be a resounding slap in the face to Ma Qiantu!"

Li Zekai sighed: "What kind of good result are you taking? I don't even f * cking know and I don't even know how to learn. You're the same as me, the fate of Class 21 is something we can't escape."