Harry Daves, the Dean of grade 11, knew the situation of the students in class 9 grade 11 very well.
"As you know, the level of education isn't the same across the country. Some places push for quality education, while others push for test-based education. But as a parent in this, who isn't hoping for their son and daughter to become successful in their lives. Getting into a good university is the expectation and wish of most parents and students."
Harry spoke leisurely.
"Our Central City, as a nationally renowned city for education, will send talents to all the major colleges and universities in the country every year. And our Horizon High School is even the best of them."
Speaking about the school, the smile on Harry's face grew.
As a teacher, with students' achievements, schools' fame, and education he naturally felt honored and satisfied.
"In our Horizon High School, the undergraduate advancement rate is above 90% every year. What it means to enter our Horizon High School is self-evident. Therefore, in addition to our school attracting quality students from our city, many neighboring provinces and cities, and even from the capital. Many parents find ways to send their children to our Horizon High School. That's how Maxwell Robbins came here."
Edward was both happy and helpless in his heart when he heard Harry's words.
The school was famous, the teachers were professional and qualified, the students studied well and were prone to achieve success, and he was naturally happy from the bottom of his heart as a teacher in this school.
But when he thought about the many factors involved in producing a class like class 9 grade 11, he felt very helpless again.
It turned out that Maxwell Robbins was a transfer student from the Capital.
He knew that to transfer from the Capital to Horizon High School was not something that anyone could just do and manipulate.
But on second thought, Edward's mind had a few more questions.
'Like Maxwell Robbins, why not just go to a private school? Or an international school? Or just go abroad? If you can come to Horizon High School, why were you assigned to class 9 grade 11?'
He couldn't figure it out, so he asked, "Dean Harry, why would a student like Maxwell be assigned to class 9 grade 11?"
Harry smiled mysteriously.
"Teacher Edward, I know the doubts you have in your mind. Is it because you think that class 9 grade 11 is the bottom of the entire grade, and that a kid like Maxwell might stay in the Capital?"
He smiled and shook his head as he continued, "If you think so then you're underestimating our Horizon High School. If we talk about the economic strength and political status, the difference between our Central City and the Capital is the difference between Earth and Moon. But when it comes to education and the college entrance exam? I'm sorry, but the Capital can't really compare to our Central City."
Speaking of this, an incomparably powerful confidence arose from Harry's body.
"Don't look at class 9 grade 11 as a waste class with the lowest grades in the grade 11. Because all the teachers in the class are the same as the other classes."
"Take Maxwell Robbins for example, all he needs to do is to put a little bit of effort into listening to our school's teachers' learning methods and test-taking strategies. When he returns to the Capital in the second semester of his senior year, he'll know how much benefit the two years of studying at our Horizon High School will bring him."
Harry was looking into the distance and grunted twice before continuing.
"Like Maxwell Robbins, our Horizon High School receives quite a few students every year from all parts of the country."
He turned his head to look at Edward and asked with a smile, "Mr. Edward, guess what happened to all of them after they finally returned to the Capital?"
Edward shook his head, he was a physical education teacher, he didn't care about the development of the school's academic lessons before, so how could he guess.
When Harry saw him shaking his head and he smiled to himself.
"The assessment and judging criteria of the Capital is different from the rest of the country. After those kids went back from Horizon High School, the worst of them got into Embory University. The kids who worked a little harder were directly admitted into Cambridge University. There are also quite a few who entered Oxford University."
Edward's heart shook as he listened.
'Really? The worst got into Embory University? That's an exaggeration, isn't it?'
The Capital's assessment standards were notoriously loose, and he knew this.
Oxford, as the backyard of the children from the capital, could recruit a much higher percentage of students from the capital every year than other states and cities.
Studying for two years from Horizon High School and going back to enter Oxford?
Edward was a bit skeptical about it.
It was too exaggerated. It was so exaggerated that it doesn't even look real.
Harry noticed the change in Edward's expression and knew that he didn't believe it. What did it matter if he didn't believe it or not? The facts were here.
This country is so big and of course educational resources can't be the same throughout the country.
The Capital and the Sullivan City, the two major metropolises, are notorious for their high school entrance exams, which exclude foreigners and prioritize local.
"Tony Dalton is my nephew." After finishing Maxwell Robbins's situation, Harry began to introduce the other students to Edward.
Only when he opened his mouth, he startled Edward again.
'Fuck. Tony Dalton was actually his nephew?'
The six people who just played basketball, Miles and Samuel are special enrollment for sports, Maxwell Robbins is here from the Capital, and Tony Dalton is the nephew of the Dean of grade 11.
'No wonder he didn't come out to reprimand them in the first place. Fuck what should I do? I bullied him the most on the basketball court and even gave him a handicap. But wait, since Tony was Harry's nephew, how could he be placed in the class 9 grade 11?
With Harry's authority as the Dean of grade 11 he could easily promote him to other classes. And no one would say anything about it.
Just letting his nephew hang around in class 9 grade 11? What's the point of it?'
Edward wondered.
"Hmmm..."
Just as Edward was puzzled, he suddenly heard Harry's sigh in a rare manner. This made him even more puzzled.
"Tony wasn't like this before. When he was in middle school, he was a bit worse in language, but his grades in other subjects were all reasonable. He likes to play basketball, and we all support that, as long as he doesn't fall behind in his studies.
It's just that in middle school, his mom had a car accident and left him and his father alone. Since then, the kid's personality has changed a lot."
Harry's face revealed some helplessness.
"In the beginning, I was still very strict in teaching him. But he went to the extreme to jump off a building to force his way out, scaring me and his father, who no longer dared to be overly harsh in his discipline.
The reason why he was assigned to class 9 grade 11 was also to stabilize his mind. After all, he usually plays especially well with Miles and the others, and I also know that he also secretly likes a girl in class 9 grade 11."
Saying this, Harry smiled helplessly again.
To Tony, he was his eldest uncle and Dean. When Tony chose to force himself to suicide, he had really scared his family members.
Since then, they had chosen a softer approach to his guidance, and as long as Tony didn't do anything stupid, they could accept it.
Hearing Harry's words, Edward's heart was shocked.
'That Tony Dalton, who looked handsome and had an exceptionally good voice, was actually a kid with an extreme personality?'
(Antisocial, Overly Aggressive & Violent. Bossy, Demanding People Who Seek To Control Everything. Consistently Blame Others For Their Problems. Consistently Passive-Aggressive. Constant Liars Or Gossips.)
He thought in his mind that he had to be a little more careful when dealing with Tony in the future.