Chapter 13 — Pointed Hat Class Contest

I looked at him. “So you should take the exam.” “No one won't let her in.” “It's her own choice not to come in now.” “You say responsibility is so light.” “It's not complicated.” “The exam room door is open.” “The exam card has been prepared.” “The supervisor is present.” “There is not a single question paper missing.” “Does the school still have to spread a red light and carry her into the exam room?” The expression on the board representative's face was very unsightly. Secretary Phung promptly interrupted. "Enough." "If the implementation plan has been approved, proceed as normal tomorrow." When he stood up, he added another sentence: "Vice Principal Van." “If things get out of control, the board of directors will not bear the consequences for you.” I nodded. "Assured." "You have already shouldered enough for So Hanh." After Secretary Phung left, I went to regular class number 11. La Thanh Hoa is arranging exam equipment for tomorrow. Seeing me, the whole class was a bit tense. Perhaps the last few days the spearhead class had caused so much trouble that they were starting to worry that something would really happen on exam day. The homeroom teacher asked: "Vice Principal Van, will the exam be normal tomorrow?" "Have." “Are there any unexpected adjustments to the exam room?” "Are not." “What if the spike layer blocks the door?” “Change to another door.” Someone asked in a low voice: "What if they ask the whole school to stop taking exams?" I looked at the student who had just spoken. “They can request.” “You can also disagree.” The classroom was completely silent. This group of students is used to giving in. Give up the classroom. Yield to the teacher. Make time for self-study. Give way to the exam room. Now suddenly tell them that they can't give in, but on the contrary, no one dares to immediately believe it. La Thanh Hoa raised her hand. “Vice Principal Van.” “Tomorrow we will enter the exam room according to our registration number, right?” "Correct." “What if the key class says that whoever takes the exam doesn't care about the collective interests of the school?” “So I asked him.” “Why do his collective interests always have to use my exam opportunities to pay?” La Thanh Hoa nodded. Don't ask anymore. At 7:40 the next morning, I went to the examination room. Contest entry cards have been divided by room number. Bach Tung is in charge of one door distributing cards. Khau Chi Thanh stood at the door, his face tense. “The students from the key class have arrived.” "Where?" “Outside the main exam room.” “So Hanh told them to wait there.” “And the parents?” “All at the school gate.” "So Hanh's mother asked to enter the school but was stopped by security." I nodded. "According to regulations, parents are not allowed to enter the teaching area during the exam." Khau Chi Thanh quickly said: "Vice Principal Van, at this point, what regulations do you still have?" “It is at this time that we must manage.” "Normally, I don't care. In the last ten minutes, I can only kneel down and beg." At eight o'clock, exam cards will begin to be distributed. Students from the regular class come to receive it one by one. Not a single person appeared in the spearhead class. At ten minutes past eight, the exam teacher gave out the announcement again. "Candidates who have not yet received their admission cards, please bring your identification documents to the examination room." No one came to the spearhead class. A quarter past eight, I walked towards the main exam room. Sure enough, twenty-six people stood outside. The position is almost identical to the first suspension. So Hanh stands first. Diep Mien stood behind him on the right side. Hua Xuyen stood at the edge of the crowd, her fingers constantly stroking her school bag. Khau Chi Thanh walked quickly. “So Hanh, if we have any requests, we can still discuss.” So Hanh glanced at me. “Our request has been submitted to the school.” "When the school agrees completely, then we will go into the exam room." Khau Chi Thanh lowered his voice. "Recording absences from exams can continue to be sealed." “The classroom has also been restored.” “Bach Tung has not returned to teach key classes for the time being.” “Other issues will be discussed after the inter-school exam.” So Hanh shook his head. “We've already backed out once.” I almost doubted I had missed any details. Did he back down? From the eight requests, three things were temporarily achieved, which turned out to be called setbacks. By this standard, every day I do not move the principal's office home is considered a great contribution to the school. So Hanh continued: “Zero point

Diep Mien is still there.” "Bach Tung hasn't quit his job yet." “The discipline of you and the other students has not been canceled.” “Vice Principal Van has not even publicly apologized.” Khau Chi Thanh's forehead was sweating. “Apologies can be negotiated.” “But we cannot slow down the inter-school exams.” “Then tell Vice Principal Van to come to the table.” I stepped forward. “No discussion.” So Hanh stared at me. "Aren't you afraid that the whole spearhead class won't be able to take the exam?" "Scared." "I'm still afraid of rain, power outages and misprinted test questions." "So the school has prepared backup exam rooms, power generation equipment and backup batteries." “And you guys.” I pointed towards the examination room. “The admission card is there.” “The door is also there.” “A solution has been proposed.” So Hanh smiled coldly. “If twenty-six of us had not entered the room, the school's ranking in this inter-school exam would have dropped at least thirty places.” “She can't handle it.”