However, the attempt to stop it was unsuccessful.
The students continued tearing up books; at least half of the senior high school students who had just finished the college entrance examination were doing this.
Shen Qi had seen similar reports in the news; tearing up books after the college entrance examination seemed to have become a ritualistic behavior, a way to vent, release pent-up emotions, and say goodbye to exam-oriented education.
Witnessing all of this firsthand still shocked and deeply saddened Shen Qi.
Exam-oriented education may not be perfect.
But the book is innocent.
Why tear up books?
Why is this happening?
Keep your high school textbooks; they might come in handy someday.
"Oh well, let them be." Shen Qi walked towards Zhang Wanbang's office.
Zhang Wanbang gave Shen Qi two mathematics literature documents, which Shen Qi had entrusted to him.
"The top scholar?" Zhang Wanbang asked.
"It's hard to say," Shen Qi shook his head.
"What score do you estimate yourself to be?" Zhang Wanbang asked again.
"I don't know, I haven't estimated it." Shen Qi was telling the truth. With his memory and calculation skills, he could easily estimate the score if he really wanted to. But there was no need for that; let nature take its course.
"So low-key, did you fail the exam?" Zhang Wanbang frowned, then smiled, "Actually, for you, Shen Qi, there's no such thing as failing the college entrance exam, only the difference between being the top scorer and not."
"Let nature take its course." Shen Qi smiled, then straightened up and bowed deeply to Zhang Wanbang at a 90-degree angle. "Thank you, Teacher Zhang, for your guidance, for pulling me out of the mire and leading me onto the right path. Your kindness will always be in my heart, and I will never forget it."
Zhang Wanbang's heart skipped a beat. In his twenty years of teaching, many students had bowed to him.
These students had one thing in common: they weren't top scorers in the college entrance exams, nor did they get into Tsinghua or Yenching Universities; most of them ended up studying at ordinary universities.
These ordinary graduates bowed to Zhang Wanbang because if Zhang Wanbang hadn't yelled at them, scolded them, and confiscated their phones and PSPs, they wouldn't know where they would be doing manual labor or even becoming gangsters.
Some students were admitted to Tsinghua and Yenching Universities, but none of them returned to bow to Zhang Wanbang.
Shen Qi was the first.
Zhang Wanbang turned around; the hot-tempered, tough math teacher who constantly berated students and smashed the podium had slightly moist eyes.
Shen Qi was Zhang Wanbang's most outstanding student, without exception.
Shen Qi used to be a poor student, but he miraculously won the IMO championship and became a double champion in the CMO and CPhO. He was admitted to Peking University without taking the college entrance examination. As soon as the college entrance examination was over, he came back and bowed to Zhang Wanbang.
Being able to teach such a student, Zhang Wanbang felt that his teaching career had not been in vain. He wiped his eyes and turned back with deep emotion. "Shen Qi, this is the duty of a people's teacher... Where is he?"
Shen Qi has disappeared without a trace.
"You brat, you've wasted my feelings!" Zhang Wanbang cursed, pounding his desk with gusto, feeling a sense of satisfaction and pleasure.
Shen Qi left Zhang Wanbang's office and went downstairs.
Along the way, Shen Qi met his Chinese teacher and English teacher, and thanked them both; both were female teachers.
"No need to thank me, Shen Qi. I haven't taught you much since you started your senior year of high school," the Chinese teacher said.
"I wouldn't have the chance to teach you, you're always away competing, it's difficult for me to even see you, Shen Qi," the English teacher chimed in, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Shen Qi.
Shen Qi chatted with the two female teachers for a few minutes, then said goodbye and left.
When Shen Qi went down to the first floor of the teaching building, he ran into another teacher who had taught him, Zhao Hongtao, the official physics teacher of their senior class (2).
As soon as Zhao Hongtao saw Shen Qi, she turned and left.
Shen Qi strode after him, saying, "Teacher Zhao, thank you!"
"No, no, I, Zhao Hongtao, cannot accept this."
Zhao Hongtao quickly waved her hand, looking ashamed. "Shen Qi, why are you thanking me? I never tell you the answers when you ask me physics questions. Your great achievements have nothing to do with me."
"No, no, if it weren't for the solid physics foundation that Teacher Zhao laid for me in the first and second years of high school, I wouldn't have been able to win the CPhO championship. Anyway, thank you, Teacher Zhao!" Shen Qi bowed to Zhao Hongtao, not at a 90-degree angle, but at some degree.
Zhao Hongtao asked with a hint of doubt, "Shen Qi, do you really think so?"
Shen Qi said sincerely, "Absolutely true. A teacher for a day is a mother for life."
Zhao Hongtao's doubts vanished, and she was instantly filled with maternal love, her gaze towards Shen Qi becoming even more tender. "I had children relatively late; I'm fifty now, and my daughter is not even 19 yet. It's quite a coincidence that she's also studying in the capital. Of course, she attends an ordinary university, not comparable to Peking University, Shen Qi. Shen Qi, I may seem serious, but I'm actually quite open-minded..."
"Thank you, Teacher Zhao! Goodbye, Teacher Zhao!" Shen Qi turned and ran away.
"Hey, you brat!" Zhao Hongtao stomped her foot, regretting her actions.
Teacher Zhao has already expressed her gratitude, so shouldn't Teacher Mu also go and thank her?
Shen Qi went to find Mu Rong, only to be told that Teacher Mu was on holiday.
Then he could only express his gratitude via WeChat. Shen Qi sent Mu Rong a WeChat message to thank Teacher Mu for her guidance in the physics competition and sent Mu Rong a red envelope containing 9.10 yuan, symbolizing that on September 10th, Teacher's Day, the teacher's kindness would never be forgotten.
Mu Rong replied, "Self-taught, no need to thank me. I'm currently photographing birds. Wishing you a bright future."
Shen Qi, the star player of the Physics Competition Team at Nangang Second High School, has already graduated from high school. The new school physics competition team is in the process of reshuffling and rebuilding. Mu Rong hasn't had much work lately, so she took her summer vacation early and went to the wetlands to photograph birds.
While Shen Qi was thanking the teachers, the marking of the college entrance examination papers in Nanyue Province was underway.
A mysterious agency under the Guangdong Provincial Department of Education is located in a secluded place.
Each room contains dozens of computers, with a teacher sitting in front of each computer. The college entrance examination marking work is carried out here, and there are quite a few such marking rooms.
Online marking of the National College Entrance Examination (NCEE) has been implemented for many years. The answers to objective questions are written on the answer sheet with 2B pencil and are automatically marked by computer.
Subjective questions are uploaded to the examiners' computers through the Ministry of Education's internal system, where they manually complete the grading and scoring.
Generally, each subjective question is graded independently by two teachers. Before grading, an allowable error value is set in the system, such as 1 point or 2 points.
If the scores from the two teachers do not exceed the allowable error, the average score will be used.
If the score exceeds the allowable error range, a third teacher will arbitrate and the result will be final.
The examiners cannot see the names or schools of the test takers, making the college entrance examination marking process fair and comprehensive.
On the first day of grading Chinese language papers, an essay arbitration occurred.
In one essay, a male teacher gave it a perfect score of 60, while a female teacher gave it 57, deducting 3 points.
A difference of 3 points exceeds the allowable error range.
Therefore, this essay, which was self-titled "Persistence," was submitted to a third teacher for final arbitration.