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Chapter 340 - 338 Collective

Chapter 340: Chapter 338 Collective

"Teacher Wang, haven’t finished training yet?"

Hearing a colleague’s greeting, Wang Rui turned her head and replied, "Train more, the students still haven’t reached their full potential."

"Hahaha, still thinking of building your ’All-Star Team’ at First High, but let me tell you, Teacher Wang——"

"——it’s time to wrap it up." The teacher speaking with Teacher Wang said meaningfully.

Wang Rui’s face suddenly turned grim.

Watching her colleague walk away lightly, Wang Rui said nothing.

She cast her gaze toward the students still running laps on the track, unconsciously tightening her arms across her chest.

Wang Rui naturally understood what her colleague meant.

After the recent conversation with Nan Zhubin and others, the final result seemed to be making a big issue small and a small issue nonexistent—but that was just on the surface.

The student had an accident during Wang Rui’s training, and the school covered for her essentially to prevent any negative impact on the school.

As for the impact on Wang Rui?

Did anyone really think the school’s goal was to support Wang Rui?

"No more promotions and awards..."

Wang Rui gritted her teeth and inadvertently muttered to herself.

Obviously brooding over this.

"And it was time for the title evaluation this year... Originally, if we followed the normal training schedule, there would definitely be several promising students at the college entrance examination, then—now there’s nothing to hope for!"

Thinking of this, Wang Rui became irritated again.

The trouble for Wang Rui was far from over.

Recently, school leaders even convened a meeting for the physical education subject group, publicly made Wang Rui read a self-criticism, and issued the policy of "absolutely no extra training and ending school on time."

Other PE teachers might be enjoying the ease—PE teachers were already quite relaxed, and being more relaxed was simply too good—but Wang Rui didn’t think so.

Now that her title and advancements were gone, the only thing she could still get was—

"Bonus, oh my bonus—this won’t do." Wang Rui looked at the large figure lagging behind on the track, almost being lapped by companions, biting her teeth anxiously.

If students scored well in the college entrance examination and got into good schools, this was factored into the teachers’ performance. Even though Wang Rui was now in the "troublemaker" category, leading to not being able to win awards, the salary and bonus from the school still couldn’t be withheld.

Money matters were too sensitive, with everyone watching.

The more Wang Rui thought, the more agitated she became, feeling that under the new policy, she couldn’t exert her skills at all.

Isn’t sport competition like this? If running one kilometer is tiring, then usually run three kilometers, five kilometers, ten kilometers; once used to it, running one more kilometer wouldn’t be faster?

If afraid of fatigue and hardship, why train in sports?

That’s how we trained back then, and it all worked out.

Why do we have to be so restrained with this batch of seniors now?

"What’s with Mr. Nan, he’s just got a presentable face, but underneath it, he’s an empty shell! What’s with psychology... Can a sports student be spoiled? Why didn’t we have psychological problems back then?"

"And Director Chang, those who come from above don’t understand anything, sitting in the office just directing..."

The more Wang Rui thought, the more irritated she became, seeing time fly by.

Gathering her energy, a whistle resounded sharply over the field.

Toot toot toot—

It was the assembly whistle.

The students gathered over, panting heavily.

"Rest in place for a while, keep the lines organized."

With anger pent up inside, Wang Rui had no interest in talking much with the students.

She glanced at the formation: "Junkai... never mind, also Zihao, both of you come over."

The two students called exchanged a glance, following Wang Rui into the office under the puzzled eyes of their companions.

They watched Wang Rui walk to her desk, take out an e-cigarette from the drawer.

"Hiss—exhale—"

Smoke immediately spread out.

The two students remained in a stance with hands behind the back, backs straight, not daring to retreat, but subconsciously tilting their chins slightly back.

"Hiss—exhale—"

Another puff, Wang Rui glanced at the two motionless students, looking like doormen. Perhaps due to the nicotine, she finally felt a bit relieved.

"How are your recent cultural class grades, Junkai? The scores for police academy are quite high, right?"

Lin Junkai replied, "They’re okay, my grades rank around 20th in the school, no major issues."

Wang Rui nodded, "Your sports are up to standard too—in other words, you lack nothing."

The words were positive, but the tone was not.

"And Zihao? The first-level certificate is in, right?" She turned to the other student.

The companion beside Lin Junkai nodded; they were both visibly strong in stamina.

"But Zihao, I remember you want to apply for Beijing Sports University, right?" Coach Wang added.

"Yes."

"Then it’s very risky. Every applicant for Beijing Sports University has a first-level certificate, so you’re not very stable yet. Ultimately, you’ll still depend on your ranking; the higher the score, the better," Wang Rui concluded.

She suddenly raised her voice, abruptly turning towards Lin Junkai: "See this—this is the current state of our team!"

Lin Junkai shuddered.

"Junkai, you’re the captain. If others don’t understand, don’t you? Why did I ask you to lead everyone in extra training before?"

Wang Rui pounded the table, looking heartbroken: "You’re all a team, lead the rest in progress, don’t you understand? Your stamina’s good, you’re stable, so you don’t care about your other classmates?"

"You mentioned applying for the police academy... Is just meeting the test scores enough to be a police officer? Don’t you have any sense of collective honor?"

Lin Junkai tightened his hands behind his back suddenly.

"You all know, after the incident with Li Mingchen, I can’t say much—anyway, now the school doesn’t allow me to give you extra training."

Wang Rui pointed outside the window, her finger trembling with anger: "Look at them, how happy they are. How many can surely get into a top tier university? And how many are hovering around the passing line for the physical exam?"

"If I don’t train you, you don’t practice? Do you train for me?"

Wang Rui seemed to ask a question, but a second later answered it herself: "You train for yourselves! For your future!"

"I selected each of you carefully. In our team, it’s either like Junkai and Zihao, aiming for a higher goal."

She pointed at the two in front of her, then pointed out the window: "Or it’s a family with poor conditions, mediocre grades, but a bit of physical talent, trying to make it through the physical exam."

"I gathered you together to form an ’All-Star Team’ at First High." Wang Rui pounded the table again, "But look at yourselves now!"