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Chapter 79: Curriculum Reform Before the College Entrance Examination
Abiao smiled, "Of course not. We have people from Third Brother here, and Third Brother has our people as well; it's an open secret. Right now, Lin Tao is eyeing us closely, and some gangs are stirring, wanting to get a piece of the action." Abiao looked at Zhang Qiu, who was lost in thought, and asked, "What's wrong? Are you scared?"
Zhang Qiu focused on Abiao's eyes and suddenly laughed, "I just find it more interesting."
"Interesting?"
"Yeah, interesting. Only in chaotic times do heroes emerge; I'm actually looking forward to having something to do."
"Exactly! Passion is what makes life worthwhile," Yang Yu chimed in eagerly.
Abiao shook his head slightly while looking at Zhang Qiu and Yang Yu. "No wonder you two are brothers; you're both eager for chaos. I was hoping for a few peaceful years. Right now, we’re out here to make money."
After Abiao finished speaking, all three of them laughed.
After agreeing on the plans at Daylight Fire Bar, Zhang Qiu bid farewell to Abiao. "Biao Ge, the arrangements are set. I’ll head back to school now; I didn’t take leave this time and can’t delay too long."
"Alright," Abiao nodded slightly. "You go ahead; come by when you have time."
As Zhang Qiu stood up to leave, he looked at Yang Yu, who said, "Brother Qiu, I won’t be going back. From today on, I’ll be here with the Brothers."
"Is it okay not to go back to school?"
"Of course it is, Brother Qiu. Our school isn’t strict about attendance; no one will look for us if we miss a few days. We just wander around at school anyway; it’s much more fun here at the bar—so comfortable!"
Zhang Qiu chuckled lightly. "Alright then, you enjoy yourselves. I’ll head back to school to suffer." Since Yang Yu decided to stay, that was fine. It would be good for him to familiarize himself with the process early on so he could share with the Brothers in the club later.
"Brother Qiu, you're going back to school to suffer? You must be eager to see your sister-in-law!" Yang Yu teased Zhang Qiu with a smile.
Biao Ge laughed heartily: "When you have time, bring your wife over to play. It’s my place; you can have fun however you want. I'll cover your tab; you'll definitely get VIP treatment."
"Thank you, Biao Ge." Zhang Qiu nodded slightly at Abiao and then said to Yang Yu, "Let's go."
As Zhang Qiu walked out of the room, the Brothers who had followed him were still standing in the hallway. When they saw Zhang Qiu come out, they quickly surrounded him and asked, "Boss, how is it?" Another person asked, "Boss, where's Brother Yu? Why didn't he come out?"
Zhang Qiu pretended to look serious as he looked at them, then suddenly smiled, "He stayed behind; they're all staying here to have fun." Seeing that everyone was still processing this information, Zhang Qiu added, "You can watch the place here, work, and get paid monthly. Not bad, right?"
"Wow, Boss, that's great!"
Even if they had obediently graduated from school, they still didn't have jobs. Many ordinary college students were unemployed; there was no way for them to find work. Now they could jump straight into a job and gain experience—what could be better?
Zhang Qiu waved his hand as he headed downstairs. "Alright, take care. Brother Yu is inside; I'm leaving now."
"Goodbye, Boss!" The Brothers all greeted him.
When he reached the first floor, Zhang Qiu walked directly toward the entrance. Checking the time, it was almost eight o'clock. He couldn't help but quicken his pace, hoping that the homeroom teacher wouldn't be in the classroom today; otherwise, it would be awkward. Just as Zhang Qiu was thinking about this, he suddenly heard someone shout from behind, "Zhang Qiu."
Turning around, he saw a beautiful woman from the front desk walking toward him. It was only then that he noticed her golden wavy hair. The woman wore black shorts that accentuated her long legs wrapped in black stockings. As she walked, her waist swayed enticingly, even more alluring than the Black Stocking Woman. As she got closer, Zhang Qiu noticed that one button of her white shirt was undone, revealing a glimpse of white underneath.
"Zhang Qiu, can we add each other on WeChat?" The woman smiled with a hint of flirtation; she already knew Zhang Qiu's name from the intercom.
"Sorry, I have something to do," Zhang Qiu replied with a string of letters and left without waiting for her response. The woman watched Zhang Qiu's retreating figure with a smile on her lips. Hmm, quite a character.
Zhang Qiu hurried away not only because he wanted to get back to school but also because he didn't want to add this woman. He had a girlfriend and needed to reject any temptation. However, since they would all be working at the same bar in the future, it felt awkward to refuse directly; thus, he chose to leave.
Zhang Qiu hopped on his electric vehicle and rushed to school. After greeting the security guard, he entered the classroom just as the bell rang for class. Xu Qing Chu glanced at Zhang Qiu from the podium but didn't say much.
As soon as Zhang Qiu returned to his seat, Wang Zhengxiang asked, "Brother Qiu, where did you go?"
"I went to a bar—White Day Fire—it's the one west of our school."
"Wow, Brother Qiu! You went there for half an hour? What could you possibly do so early in the morning?"
Zhang Qiu was exasperated: "Who told you I went to play? I'm here to handle serious business. Let me tell you, I'm meeting with Brother Biao this time. Don't forget, we are carrying a debt of one million."
Wang Zhengxiang's face lit up with excitement as he exclaimed, "Brother Qiu, does that mean things are looking good?"
"Shh!" Zhang Qiu whispered, glancing at Xu Qing Chu at the podium, who wasn't paying attention to them, before continuing, "Let's say it's the first step. From now on, we'll take turns overseeing the venue."
"Huh?" Wang Zhengxiang's excitement quickly turned to disappointment as he looked at Zhang Qiu with a frown. "So we're just overseeing the venue? I thought we were going to manage it ourselves."
Zhang Qiu chuckled, "What are you thinking? You can't just jump into managing a venue without understanding it. Even if it were handed to us, we wouldn't know how to run it. I think starting from scratch is better; we can familiarize ourselves with every step and plan for future development."
"Brother Qiu, you're right, but how can overseeing a venue earn us a million?"
"Is someone talking? Why not come up and present?" Xu Qing Chu suddenly shot a glare at Zhang Qiu, prompting him and Wang Zhengxiang to quickly lower their heads behind a stack of textbooks.
"Take it slow; without small steps, you can't reach great distances. Without accumulating streams, you can't form rivers..."
"Alright, alright, Brother Qiu, stop." Wang Zhengxiang groaned at the mention of classical literature.
"Okay, everyone, there are less than two months until the college entrance examination. We've done plenty of exercises and practice papers, and I can see you're all getting tired of them. So for this last stretch, let's change things up a bit, shall we?" Xu Qing Chu looked confidently at her students, waiting for an enthusiastic response but was met with only a few vague murmurs.
Surprised by the lack of enthusiasm, Xu Qing Chu scanned each row of students and said, "What's wrong? You all look so downcast. If you're unwilling, we can stick to doing exercises as usual."
"Teacher, what kind of change do you have in mind?" a representative from the Language Class timely intervened.
"First of all, before each class starts, I'll have students come up with their own questions. I'll only specify the types: idioms, incorrect sentences, and appreciation of ancient poetry. You can choose your own content and then find someone to write it on the blackboard. With fifty-seven students in our class, each person will get a turn. Once the bell rings for class, we'll have someone come up to present their question. After they present it, I'll provide my final comments. How does that sound? More interesting than doing exercises, right?"
After Xu Qing Chu finished explaining her plan, there was still little response from the class, creating an awkward atmosphere. Some students began to murmur among themselves; this seemed harder than doing exercises—especially for those sitting in the back row who were complaining.
"The purpose of this approach is to cultivate your language awareness and teach you independent thinking so that you can grasp the direction of questions and thoroughly understand similar types of questions for future exams. Of course, to liven things up further, I have another decision." Xu Qing Chu paused to observe her students' reactions.
Wang Zhengxiang frowned and muttered softly, "What is the teacher thinking? Why complicate things so close to the exam?"
"I find it very interesting," Zhang Qiu said, looking at Xu Qing Chu with great interest, waiting to hear what she would say next. The curiosity of the other students was also piqued by Xu Qing Chu. Seeing that the atmosphere had been successfully stirred, Xu Qing Chu no longer kept them in suspense and slowly said, "Before we start each topic, let's have a student sing a song to relax a bit. Learning should be light and enjoyable; we shouldn't always be so serious. You are all young and should embody the vitality of youth."
"What do you think? Do you agree?" Xu Qing Chu noticed that no one responded to her; in fact, the students were taken aback by her suggestion. Singing in class? Music classes had been suspended for years, and now they were going to sing, taking up precious class time. Changing the teaching method was one thing, but this seemed a bit absurd.
"Alright, I agree!"
Just as the students were lost in their thoughts while looking at Xu Qing Chu, Zhang Qiu shouted from the back. Xu Qing Chu looked at Zhang Qiu with surprise and said, "Great! Let's do it this way; we'll try it out first. If it doesn't work well, we can go back to the old method. How about this? For the first lesson, I'll assign it to... hmm..." Xu Qing Chu pondered over the choice while the students avoided her gaze.
"Zhang Qiu, you'll be in charge of the first lesson. Prepare well after class; I look forward to your performance tomorrow. I hope you can set a good precedent," Xu Qing Chu said with a slight smile.
Zhang Qiu was dumbfounded. "Wait, isn't this putting me on the spot? I support you, and this is how you repay me? Oh no." Wang Zhengxiang looked at Zhang Qiu with a mischievous grin and said, "Brother Qiu, looks like you've dug your own grave this time."
Zhang Qiu shot Wang Zhengxiang a glare and replied, "Just watch; I'll deliver this lesson well."
Jiang Xue turned to Zhang Qiu and gave him a sweet smile, instantly boosting his confidence. He was sure he would do well for his first lesson.
Xu Qing Chu announced with a smile, "Alright then, it's decided! Starting from the next class, we'll follow this new approach." She added, "So let's start singing from this class. Who in our class sings well?"
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