He Hongtao's announcement in the teachers' group immediately heightened the tension among the math teachers.

According to statistical principles, with an overall passing rate of only 35% to 38%, Class One alone accounted for ten students. Wasn't that squeezing out the passing qualifications of their students?!

Moreover, those familiar with He Hongtao knew what three flowers meant.

It was the strongest praise, second only to three small firecrackers!

"That's a bit harsh. An average score of 106 is two points higher than the previous year. Although the passing score is also a bit higher, relatively speaking, it's still a great improvement," one teacher couldn't help but sigh.

"Apart from being inferior to the top classes of Fourth High and First High, Class One feels like it could compete with their second classes..."

The Eleventh High, led by a low-profile Zhang Jianjun, was indeed thriving.

Although he had turned the teachers into ghosts, the school had indeed gained more status.

Whether it was bonuses, performance pay, or the allocation of professional titles to the Eleventh High, all had increased. When teachers were being selected for Rising Star Teacher, Famous Teacher, Backbone, and other honors in Xia Hai, the identity of their alma mater, Eleventh High, also greatly enhanced their competitiveness.

Indeed, powerful and effective!

Zhao Hengqing nodded with satisfaction, continuing to pass the results forward.

"What a pity."

It was Pan Sun, the respected senior special-grade teacher.

So, the grading for the math competition was slightly more lenient?

Come on, Lao Mo, let them punch you twice!

Hearing that, the male teachers outside the classroom felt quite happy.

Currently, there were 33 students who passed the line.

"106! My God, that means Teacher Mo's class has an average score of 103.5!"

"Only 88, the little brat!"

Is Xiao Mo trying to create a new Class Seven?!

Next was Ouyang Yuxin.

Principal He's English is improving so much...

"What I'm more concerned about is who got the 106!"

Hou Jiao, your mom is truly damned—

All eyes were focused on Lao Mo.

But after all, he was still not a special-grade teacher.

Although Teacher Zhao Hengqing was so quiet and refined, because he was a special education teacher, he maintained a completely equal and 'neither humble nor arrogant' attitude when interacting with Teacher Pan Sun.

Chen Yuan was so boring, engaging in this kind of comparison...

He originally thought that at least the top student would be in his class.

A deviation of one point from the estimated score.

What a strange voice...

Could it be that Class Fourteen has an expert?

Just as everyone was surprised by this matter, Ouyang Yuxin, who was usually as stiff as a piece of wood, suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Principal He, isn't that the candidate who handed in the paper an hour early?"

Now, a new Class Seven?

Here comes the fun.

Only Chen Yuan was secretly calculating the results.

"Principal He, his performance is unstable..."

Ah, Teacher Pan, don't be like that.

Found Hou Jiao... Wait!

Tang Siwen: Hou Jiao, a teacher from Class Eighteen, had one student pass the line with a score of 105.

And here, there was actually someone who had briefly been the math teacher of Class One, and that was Lao Mo.

Chen Yuan's momentum has been a bit strong lately. At this rate, the next special-grade teacher might really be him.

"Hello, teachers, the copies are ready!"

Apart from the Class One teachers, who were completely wiped out and had no mood to do anything, everyone else was following the drama.

Actually, according to his seniority, no one would say anything if he wanted to look first.

Perhaps, only four classes had students pass the line.

"Teacher Zhang, don't get so worked up. You still have Ouyang Yuxin."

"What a pity, just a little bit short."

The gossip was coming to their own doorstep.

And then, you don't even eat...

"Okay, teacher." A girl with a dull expression and no changes walked in.

Just then, the school's broadcast suddenly sounded.

A student from Class One got 106?

Damn it, it's the little finger!

"Teacher Zhu, Teacher Huang must be happy now."

In the end, the forest still caught fire...

"Finally, he's not just showing off his skills, huh?"

"Yes, he did very well on the geometry problems, but his weaknesses are still obvious. I hope he can balance it out before the official competition..."

"Worthy of being Teacher Pan! The first score is so high!"

The teachers were very excited.

"Now, there are two less."

Tang Siwen: Zhou Lanlan, a teacher from Class 15 of Grade Seven, had two candidates pass the line.

"And it's read very comfortably. My English has been lagging for so many years, but I can still understand one one four four."

Although Hou Jiao was furious, what he said was right. He still had Ouyang Yuxin.

The 102 in Class Four was a pleasant surprise.

What worried them was that not a single student in the class of the teacher of Class Fourteen, the second strongest class in the arts, had passed the line.

A panting new teacher quickly ran over, opened the door, and handed a paper copy of the results to Lao Mo, who was closest to the door.

Tang Siwen: All students in Teacher Pan Sun's Class Seven passed the line.

To be so strong, your mom is truly damned!

"Isn't Principal He's score coming out soon?" Chen Yuan said to Lao Mo, "Let me in too."

From the current perspective, the average score of 106 in Class One was maintaining its kingly style.

And to make him a special education teacher...

What was even more worrying was that the teachers of Class One, who were still ranked at the bottom in science, were completely wiped out.

Class Eight was also a rocket class, and the final result was seven out of eight.

Lao Mo was a little worried that Hou Jiao would feel uncomfortable being compared like this, so he looked up. But then he found that her mind was not on the score, but on listening to something seriously.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Siwen spoke in the group.

At most, he'll create a new Class One with two speakers.

"Teacher Pan's Class Seven is really well taught."

Just as Lao Mo was about to speak, the broadcast in the broadcasting station was coming to an end.

Suddenly, the face of Chen Yuan next to him turned red.

Thinking that neither of those two classes had produced a single student who passed, some teachers empathized and became terribly frightened.

He'll probably be as annoying as Pan Sun!

Next, the test paper was passed to the seventh teacher.

Lest he reach out and ask you for it again.

It was unlikely that someone good at math would be bad at the science comprehensive.

The end of the broadcast made some teachers reminisce.

It was a student's English story reading.

He thought he could raise Class Fourteen to another level. In reality, his contribution was no smaller than that of Pan Sun, who was creating a 'new Class One.'

Lao Mo suddenly felt that the voice sounded a bit like someone, but he couldn't be sure.

It wasn't very clear, but the amount of heart and effort was high.

Especially those whose class results were not good.

Then, she visibly deflated, not wanting to say a word.

After saying that, he respectfully exited the classroom.

"Qiu Meng, 100. For a girl to get a high score, that's amazing." The teacher of Class Eight was relatively gentle in nature, so as far as he was concerned, he would praise where praise was due.

"There are also good students in the liberal arts rocket class. That's really unfair."

Faced with these questions, Lao Mo didn't know how to explain such a student who had never been mentioned, so after a moment of pause, he said, "The one who was broadcasting just now, that's him."

But because the full score was 120.

So, He Hongtao and Ouyang Yuxin stood behind Chen Yuan and Lao Mo respectively.

The average score of the ace Class One was 106. Apart from the ace Class One, the highest score was Hu Qilin from the standing vice-ace Class Seven.

"Oh right, art students are all in liberal arts... Then that's purely accidental."

106?

Everyone was still popping champagne, but as they saw the following scores, Pan Sun's expression gradually became serious: "101... 100... 105... 92? Hu Xinrui got 92?!"

"Teacher Mo, who is that student?"

Everyone could only sigh and consciously line up at the door.

Flipped to Qiu Meng's 100.

"He's in your class..."

Although he might not be able to compare now, he would eventually surpass Ouyang Yuxin in the total score!

"It's out again, it's out again!"

And at this time, Tang Siwen spoke again in the big group.

"I think it should be us who are happy. Now, there are already 20 out, leaving only 15 spots for us to divide..."

"Ah?" Hearing that, everyone was confused. One of the clever people even asked in confusion, "With such good English, shouldn't he have at least 130-something? With such a high math score, shouldn't he have at least 170-something? Then Teacher Mo, shouldn't there be more than one in the top hundred in your class?"

"Everyone, after seeing the results, please send them to me privately," Hou Jiao said.

I wonder if yakitori is delicious.

101.

That was too difficult.

Although He Hongtao was strong, he was not at that level.

At this time, still studying English...

"Wait, Teacher Mo still has one there, maybe he can exceed the target!"

"That's great, his English must be 180-something."

And this made the other teachers turn their attention to them.

After all, in this kind of education system, encouragement was still secondary.

Below special education, the hierarchy was strict.

Further down, further down...

"Then Zhang Liang will definitely be commended."