Class 27: No One Can Be Missing

The story happened in 2002. I was a young teacher with a great personality and a passion for education, but I was given a slap in the face by reality. I was "assigned" to a six-year rural middle school with extremely severe polarization in the school. The top class was particularly outstanding, but the bottom class was full of "problem" students. When the school faced the big exam, it often deprived this group of students of their qualifications. With a personality like mine, the school leaders naturally didn't treat me very well. The only person who supported me was the principal. The director of moral education wanted to kick me out of the school. Naturally, I was assigned to the worst class at the beginning of the school year, Class 27 of 2002, the obvious last class. It could be said that it was a disaster. But with my management and my deputy head teacher, a beautiful math teacher, from disapproval at the beginning to working side by side with me, after various twists and turns, the fruits of victory finally bloomed in the college entrance examination. The plot of the story is fictitious and any similarity is purely coincidental. The novel is intended to convey correct educational concepts and contains slight admonitions.