Rebirth in the 1980s: Xiaoxiao's road to becoming a top student

Suddenly, Yan Xiaoxiao opened her eyes. There was no confusion in her eyes, but a flash of tenacity.

When she was very confused and about to lose herself, a feeling of unwillingness arose in her heart. She thought of herself in her previous life, who was afraid of this and that, and lived a depressed life, like a trapped beast.

Is it possible to live a new life just to repeat the same path as the previous life?

She doesn't want to!

Yan Xiaoxiao made up her mind long before her rebirth to take a different path from her previous life, and her requirement for herself was to follow her heart and make the most of her time!

Thinking of this, the fork in the road in front of Yan Xiaoxiao slowly merged together. She became more determined, and a new road appeared in front of her.

She didn't choose any one, but decided to take her own path.

As for the question of a doctor's benevolence, Yan Xiaoxiao decided to follow her heart. Where the heart is, there is the path.

She heard a slight "pop!" from her body, as if some kind of restraint was broken.

The spiritual energy in the body instantly began to circulate at a high speed, and the surrounding spiritual energy swarmed in again.

When Yan Xiaoxiao opened her eyes, she found that her cultivation had improved again.

She now had some understanding of the meaning of "Enlightenment is the foundation of cultivation" in the martial arts.

When she came out of the space, the sky was already turning pale. Although she hadn't slept all night, she felt very energetic, better than after a night's sleep.

After washing up, Yan Xiaoxiao went to her master again.

As usual, he finished the horse stance and practiced a set of sword techniques.

The sword was found in a room on the third floor of the ring. It was silver-white all over, and there seemed to be a faint glow flashing on the sword. Two small words "Silver Frost" were engraved on the hilt.

She fell in love with it at first sight and decided that this would be her weapon from now on.

After making the last move, sheath the sword.

"Ah! My little flower! My poor little grass!" The ghost's cry sharply stimulated Yan Xiaoxiao's eardrums.

She turned her head to look, and was stunned when she saw it.

I saw that the already dilapidated small courtyard was now even more dilapidated, as if it had experienced a typhoon, with broken branches and fallen leaves all over the ground.

Look up at the sky, autumn is here and the leaves are falling!

"Little grass! I miss you for working hard to sprout and grow in the spring. You could have lived a long life, but now someone is destroying you. My poor little grass!"

Yan Xiaoxiao: …

"Leaf! You could have been on the treetop enjoying the view, but someone wouldn't let you! How cruel it is to pull you down from that height!"

Yan Xiaoxiao's mind was filled with the sounds of "Ah! Ah!". She realized belatedly that the person her master was talking about seemed to be herself. She looked down at the sword in her hand in disbelief.

Her master was still "crying bitterly", Yan Xiaoxiao thrust the sword in her hand in front of him, "Then, the culprit!"

The crying and shouting stopped. Yan Qing looked at Yan Xiaoxiao, then lowered his head to look at the sword in her hand.

He took it, pulled it open, and a chill came over him. "What a nice sword!" After admiring it, he threw the sword back to Yan Xiaoxiao.

"If anyone is to blame, it's you. What happened to Guan Jian? Humph, I'm not senile yet!"

Yan Xiaoxiao saw his guilty look as he looked around and smiled, "Master, what do you think we should do?"

"Hey, you are my disciple after all, so what else can I do? Master, I just consider myself unlucky. But I still want appropriate compensation, hehe!"

Yan Xiaoxiao understood, flashed into the space, and pulled out a few more "radishes".

Sure enough, when she handed the things to her master, he smiled so hard that his teeth were showing.

Yan Xiaoxiao couldn't bear to watch it.

"Hurry up, clean up these weeds and dead branches and leaves!" After saying this, Yan Qing carried the "radish" in his arms and went back to the house.

Yan Xiaoxiao resigned herself to her fate and started cleaning. They say that people become more like children as they get older, and it’s true!

But now I have a new understanding of my own strength. Hehe, today's scene was caused by her sword energy, right? Sword energy is a necessary skill for heroes in novels, hehe!

Yan Xiaoxiao packed up and rushed to school. After rushing, she finally entered the classroom at the moment the bell rang.

The teacher had arrived a long time ago. When she saw that it was Yan Xiaoxiao who came in, she asked her to sit down very lovingly.

Yan Xiaoxiao is a good student with a cute appearance, and is the type of person that teachers like the most. Sometimes the teachers even forget that she is just there to audit the class.

Yan Xiaoxiao sat down in her seat, listening to the teacher's lecture while doing exercises with her hands. This set of math problems was brought back by Yan Guoqing.

On the other hand, she could also distract herself and let the spiritual energy continue to circulate in her body, week after week.

I had finished the next assignment and hadn't put it away yet when the teacher came towards me.

"Xiaoxiao, did you understand everything the teacher said?"

The teacher’s surname is Li, he is in his forties, has a very good teaching level, and is always very concerned about Yan Xiaoxiao.

She was originally the head teacher of Class One, Grade Six. She was asked to substitute for Yan Xiaoxiao's teacher because something happened at home.

"Teacher Li, I understand everything!" Yan Xiaoxiao grinned. Her round face and curved eyebrows made her look very lovable.

Teacher Li smiled and said, "That's good. If you have any questions, come and ask me!"

She glanced at the paper Yan Xiaoxiao had just finished and asked, "Can I take a look?"

Yan Xiaoxiao handed her the test paper politely, "Teacher Li, this is what my father brought back for me."

Xiaohe Village is too small, and Yin Xiu is a teacher at the school. Most of the teachers in the school know about Yan Guoqing's trip to the south.

Teacher Li looked at the paper in her hand carefully, and it turned out to be a primary school graduation test. The level of the test setter was very high, and the more she looked at it, the more shocked she became. All the answers written by Yan Xiaoxiao were correct.

This level? Better than their sixth graders!

Teacher Li was moved. "Xiaoxiao, can you please make a copy of this paper? Let the sixth graders do it too."

Yan Xiaoxiao nodded, "Of course!".

The next class was Chinese, and they were still taught by Teacher Li.

This is the case in the village primary school. Every teacher is all-round. There is only one teacher in a class, who teaches both mathematics and Chinese.

As for music and physical education, whichever teacher knows how to do it will teach them part-time.

So Yan Xiaoxiao completed another set of Chinese test papers in one class under Teacher Li's constant watchful gaze, and was then taken away by Teacher Li.

The next class is self-study, because Teacher Li also has to teach sixth grade.

Without the teacher's help during self-study, the students are all playing and fighting.

Yan Xiaoxiao was not affected at all and continued to take out the sets of questions to do. Thinking of the stack of test papers her father brought back that was as high as her waist, she felt a little headache and wondered if she could finish it.

But there is no need to rush, many of those papers are for junior high school, so there is still time.

Yan Xiaoxiao was writing furiously. Her quietness formed a sharp contrast with the noisy classroom. All of this caught the eyes of the principal who walked past their classroom.

The old principal nodded with satisfaction.

The classroom gradually became quiet after some students noticed the principal standing outside the door.

Yan Xiaoxiao had already started to immerse herself in solving questions at this time and was completely unaware of this.

After school and lunch at noon, Yan Xiaoxiao came to her master's small courtyard. As expected, she couldn't find anyone there, so she went straight to the bamboo house.