The Chinese Department was established in 2003, and outstanding students died in my junior year. Of course, students in China Youth College get high marks. We came in in 2004, about 620, except those abnormal provinces in Shandong and Henan. They have to take more than 640 exams before they can enter middle school. If the score is high, it is true that there are excellent students in our school, and all my good friends are from China. But it's all personal efforts, but generally speaking, our Chinese department is rubbish and we can't learn anything. Many girls end up rich. No nonsense. Our school work is very easy, especially Chinese, and girls are very sociable. Of course, there are also a few who are trying to take the postgraduate entrance examination and change their origins. As far as our employment this year is concerned, if there is no background at home and we can't find a job basically, many girls I know in China have worked hard to get into the postgraduate entrance examination, and few of them have gone home, and quite a few of them have got married directly. This is really a feature of the Chinese Department. So, you should think it over when you come. If you can get high marks, don't come to the middle school. There are excellent teachers, but it doesn't mean everything. However, there is a Chinese teacher in Zhongqing who is very distinctive, that is, Yu Minmei, whom I admire very much, and Wu Xiaolong, who unfortunately died young. There are many girls in China. It's up to you. At present, there is a wavelet who dresses like a bad professional. I am sad. Or you can consider other departments. Social security still has a certain market. Forget it. People upstairs say that Li Xiufeng Niu is the head of the company. However, it seems that Miss Li is not interested in students and just wants to change jobs. Therefore, our graduates are completely neglected, and it is up to them to find jobs. There is no guidance at all. The situation in our class is very miserable. I'm very sorry that we got a score in the exam. Fortunately, I woke up early and became one of the four people with formal jobs in our class. There are nearly 50 people in our class. There are only four people in Beijing, the rest are drifting north, and there are no fixed jobs, and a small number of them go home to take the civil service exam. Three went to neighborhood offices, two went to the west and one was a village official. Sadly, the school doesn't care.