After a simple rebirth

As long as you study hard, the knowledge is not that difficult to understand. This is how Fu Ying felt about her class today. Of course, it may also be because she is only in the first year of high school and has not yet accumulated high difficulty.

The morning passed like this, and when Fu Ying got home, her mother had already prepared dinner. It seemed that she had bought some new vegetables at the market, and Fu Ying had stir-fried peas with meat and stir-fried eggplant.

Fu's mother said that she would go out with Fu Ying in the afternoon and take Fu Zhe to pay the fees and go through the admission procedures. Fu Ying nodded to show that she understood and that this would not interfere with her nap.

Because the whole family was going out, Fu Ying got up ten minutes earlier than yesterday, said hello to Li Xingying and went to school first.

There were really a lot of people walking on the street. People going to the market and school filled the entire street. This was the day with the most people since Fu Ying came back.

It's not just junior high school that's starting. It seems like many parents are bringing their kids. Fu Ying asked Fu's mother,

"Does the elementary school start today? Why are there so many people with their babies?"

"That should be the case. I heard from your second aunt that her third and fourth children also went to school to report today." Mother Fu replied loudly, but there were too many people and no one could hear her unless she spoke loudly.

"Then why weren't there so many people in the morning? There are too many people now."

"Everyone goes to school to register in the afternoon. Some schools that are farther away can only arrive in the afternoon."

I don't know about Fu Ying. After all, she reported in the morning that day, but maybe she was there so early in order to take the exam.

When we got to the middle school intersection, the flow of people was a little dispersed, because the elementary school was still near the Xinhua Bookstore and had not moved here, so this was where the parents and children who were registering for junior and senior high school were. For elementary school registration, there might be several parents accompanying their children, but for middle school registration, there were usually only one or two parents, or even the students were alone.

After entering the school, I saw a big sign saying Junior High School and an arrow pointing to the back of the office building.

Junior high school is compulsory education and there is no tuition fee, but Fu Zhe is a transfer student and needs to pay tuition and uniform fees. So he found his name in the lobby on the first floor and paid the money before going to the classroom.

The three of them walked through the office building and saw a vertical H-shaped teaching building. It was actually two buildings, connected by a staircase. The one on the left had "Seeking Truth" written on it, and the one on the right had "Seeking Knowledge" written on it.

Fu Zhe is in Class 303, Grade , in Room of the Qiushi Building. Fu's mother was still very skillful at climbing the stairs, even faster than Fu Ying, and soon found the classroom door.

There was a male teacher sitting on the podium inside, talking to two parents. Fu Ying took the initiative to knock on the door and go in.

"Hello, is this Class 2-3?"

The teacher asked the two parents to wait, then looked at Fu Ying and nodded, "Yes, are you the new student here to register?"

Fu Ying pushed Fu Zhe to the front, "He is the new student, his name is Fu Zhe, I am his sister Fu Ying, I am in the high school department, this is my mother, we came here with him to get the textbooks together."

Then he asked Fu Zhe to call someone. Fu Zhe's attitude in front of the teacher was very correct, "Hello, teacher, I am Fu Zhe."

"You are Fu Zhe. Hello, I am your homeroom teacher Wang Zhen. You will get your textbooks from the class monitor later. As for the school uniform, you can go to Room 101 in the same building where you paid the tuition. Just show your receipt. Be at school at : tomorrow morning for class. You can apply for a meal card, right?" Teacher Wang looked at Fu Ying. The high school department had started, so Fu Ying should have applied for a meal card, and it would be easy to teach Fu Zhe.

Fu Ying nodded quickly, "Fu Zhe knows how to get the meal card. He helped me get it. Teacher, my class is almost over. You can talk to my mom about the other details. Fu Zhe will understand."

It wasn't that Fu Ying was interrupting others in a hurry on purpose, but if she didn't go to class, she would be late. She didn't know what else Fu Zhe wanted to do, and she couldn't stay with Fu Zhe and Fu's mother all the time.

After saying goodbye to them, Fu Ying ran downstairs to the high school department at the fastest speed. There were still three minutes left before she had to climb to the second floor.

After leaving Qiushi Building, Fu Ying turned right and walked through the main road on campus to the Zhiyuan Building of the high school. She quickly climbed the stairs, surpassed the group of people who were walking slowly, returned to the classroom, sat down, and checked her watch, with one minute left.

Fu Ying slowly adjusted her breathing and greeted the bell for class.

I don’t know if it’s because political science classes are too boring or because I just ran around a bit, but Fu Ying actually felt a little sleepy during the first class.

Although she was in the last row, Fu Ying didn't want to sleep, nor did she dare to sleep. Once she lowered her head, the teacher could basically guess what she was doing. At this time, there were almost no mobile phones. She was either sleeping or reading extracurricular novels.

Fu Ying could only find work for herself. She pretended to be a simultaneous interpreter, automatically translating the teacher's words into English. She also wrote down the key words in a draft book, and when the teacher paused, she would add the words and try to restore the original sentence.

I learned this method when I was studying the course "Interpretation and Listening". Shorthand requires listening attentively, remembering key words, remembering short-term memory, and accumulating vocabulary. In the end, I passed the course and learned the method.

This method is very useful for listening tests and it is also very useful now. My brain, which was confused just now, is now cleared up. I feel more energetic and can listen to the teacher again.

After the political class is the art class. To be honest, Fu Ying was ignorant and before she saw the class schedule, she had never thought that there would be art classes in high school.

When she was in junior high school, art classes were already taken up by the main subjects, but there was still music class, which was to learn a song together and sing together after learning it. In the third year of junior high school, except for physical education class and information class once in a while, all other classes were gone.

The art teacher was a beautiful lady wearing a floral dress. After she came in and introduced herself, she explained that she taught both art and music, one per week, and asked the students which one they wanted to take first.

I see, no wonder there are only art classes and no music classes! However, there will be no art classes in the third year of high school, and the maximum number of classes is two years.

Fu Ying would definitely choose music. She is not tone-deaf when it comes to singing, she just always forgets the lyrics, and can’t reach the high notes or the low notes.

But as for art, she had only taken a few serious art classes. The school did not pay much attention to it, and the Fu family did not have the conditions to send her to art interest classes, so she did not have much interest in it.

Therefore, her art level is still at the level of drawing a human character as grass, drawing a circle as a flower, and drawing a stick figure as Sanmao.

I have no artistic talent and zero appreciation ability.

It is no exaggeration to say that the level of the post-2000 kindergarten children is almost surpassing her.

So every time I meet someone who studies art and is good at painting, I admire them very much. How come they can paint so beautifully and vividly? Why can they quickly draw what they want to express, but Fu Ying can't? Fu Ying herself can't understand it!

Fortunately, the public’s voice was the same as hers, and most of them chose music classes.

The music teacher turned on the computer and projector and asked the students if they had watched "Palace". After receiving an excited response, he first played "The Offering of Love" and then played the lyrics page.

Fu Ying was shocked. First, she wondered if there were computers and projectors at that time. Other teachers had never used them before. She thought there were only computers and they were just for decoration. Second, she didn’t expect that the high school music class would teach “Love Offering”.

Amid the noisy discussions in the audience, the music began to play, and when it reached the climax, the girls started singing in chorus.

"Many of my classmates can sing this song. It seems that they have watched this TV series. Let's take a look at the lyrics first..."

Fu Ying finished the class with a feeling that was hard to describe. I can sing this song myself, and I even ordered it a few times when I went to KTV. Sometimes I can also see the introduction video when I watch short videos. Well, it feels weird to learn this song in a regular class in high school.

Fortunately, it wasn’t awkward after class.

Today is Wednesday, and it is Yi's duty day.

Because she was assigned to be on duty by the labor committee, she had to do it. Her task today was to sweep the floor, which was not difficult.

When I was in school, I used to curse and wonder why I had to clean the house every day and why I was assigned to be on duty every week. Sometimes when the leader was inspecting, the whole class had to clean up carefully and even wipe the glass, which wasted time.

But when you step into society, you start to miss campus very much. Sweeping the floor is nothing. It’s nothing for four or five people to clean a class! The cleaning you have to do after work is really something you have to complain about.

In her previous life, Fu Ying worked at a coffee shop that had to clean up every night before closing. She had to sweep the floor, mop the floor, and clean the machines. Because she couldn't hire anyone, she often had to do all the cleaning tasks by herself. When she was busy, it would take an hour to clean up. If something happened, it would take an hour and a half.

If it is raining, you have to clean up even more. There is not much business on rainy days, so the boss will find faults and ask you to clean up, clean the windows, clean the refrigerator, etc., and take videos and send them to the group.

Compared to the workload of working like a beast of burden, the classroom only requires someone to sweep the floor, someone else to mop the floor, and someone else to take out the garbage. School is simply a paradise!

To show her happiness and seriousness, Fu Ying also turned all the stools over and put them on the table, and then swept every corner and the corridor thoroughly, which took less than ten minutes. If she were to switch to work, she would have only completed one tenth of it.

After another classmate finished mopping the floor, Fu Ying put down the stool and went home.

Compared to usual times, there were still many people on the road. Some 7-seater buses passed by her and asked her where she was going and if she wanted to get on the bus. Fu Ying shook her head. She was from the same village and her home was so close, so she would definitely walk home.

At that time, there were no buses in the villages and towns, and they all relied on private passenger vehicles. In order to carry more people, they bought 7-seat passenger vehicles to travel everywhere, going to the market or to the county. The price varied according to the distance.

There are also some vehicles that make appointments to run regularly because of competition for territory. For example, some vehicles only run from Gumang to the county town, and they make many trips during market hours.

Fu Ying remembered that it cost 15 yuan per ride, and there were no buses after 7pm. She didn't know if it was the same at this time. Anyway, there was nothing fun in the county, and she didn't want to go to the county, so she didn't care much.