When we arrived at the door of Class 6 of Grade 2, it was just the break time.
After a morning of torture from teachers of various subjects and various in-class tests, the whole class of students was listless. They took advantage of the breaks to lie down for a while or flirt with their secret crushes.
Chi Lin saw that everyone had their own desk and chair. Although the appearance and texture of the desks and chairs were completely different from when she was studying at the Imperial College, and even the sitting posture was different, everyone had their own independent chair.
I glanced over secretly and found that there was only one empty seat in the corner of the classroom.
There was a broom and some buckets of waste next to the seat, and it didn't look very clean.
A girl with a ponytail sitting next to the empty seat saw Chi Lin and immediately waved to her with a smile:
"You're here at last!"
Chi Lin was sure that the position in the corner was undoubtedly his.
The sitting posture of people in this era is different from what Chi Lin is used to.
Chi Lin was used to sitting on his knees, while they all sat on high chairs and could move their legs however they wanted.
It looks comfortable, but it's too rude.
In order not to seem out of place, Chi Lin had no choice but to follow the local customs and sit down with them.
You can't kneel on the chair...
I took off my backpack and tried to stuff it into the drawer. After trying for a long time, I realized that I couldn't stuff it in at all. The drawer was full of things and was about to overflow.
She carefully took out the contents.
There were a lot of snack boxes and discarded electronic products. Chi Lin couldn't figure out exactly what these were and what they were used for, but she finally pulled out a pot from the bottom of the drawer. She recognized this thing.
How did the pot appear in the school
It seems that this student with the same name and surname as her is indeed as the dean said, an uneducated person who always blames others in class.
Chi Lin's hand slipped and the pot fell to the ground.
The Chinese teacher heard a "bang" as soon as he entered the door, and his face changed.
"Who is so hungry that he can't wait to take out the food bowl?"
The whole class burst into laughter. The Chinese teacher and Chi Lin looked at each other and immediately understood.
The Chinese teacher put down her electronic pen and personal tablet:
"I advise some students not to affect others even if they don't study. This is a place for classes, not a restaurant for hotpot. When you continue to skip classes and get expelled, you will have plenty of time to eat hotpot."
Everyone knew who the Chinese teacher was talking about, and they all cast gloating glances in her direction.
Although he has transmigrated into the body of a teenager and his appearance is absurd and funny, the soul in the body has experienced thirty-two springs and autumns and is naturally different from these young boys who enjoy making fun of others.
She was thrust into the center of political struggle at a young age. As the princess's companion and close friend, she had to consider every detail and not make any omissions, otherwise it would not only be herself who would be overthrown.
Doctor, important minister, general, queen... She has shouldered countless important identities. Then there is the exile. The things that Chi Lin, 32 years old, has experienced are probably something that ordinary people will never experience in two lifetimes.
Now that she has come to a strange era and sits with the children, her mentality is different.
Whether it was the ridicule from the children or the teacher, it had no effect on Chi Lin.
The girl who waved to her just now was Liu Huixin, Chi Lin's deskmate.
She picked up the pot, stuffed it back into Chi Lin's drawer, and whispered, "Ignore them, you can eat later. It's almost autumn, it's time to replenish your body."
As he said this, he smiled brightly at Chi Lin.
Chi Lin saw this person smiling innocently. She had to have a way to get in when she came to a strange place. Her deskmate was the person she had been in contact with the longest, and she could get modern information from her deskmate without anyone noticing.
Being able to get in touch with her should be a good choice.
Chinese teacher Lao Xia asked everyone to turn to page 23, Lesson 7.
Chi Lin was not in a hurry to turn over, because she found that there was nowhere else she could turn over.
She had checked the schoolbag a long time ago, and found no books in it except some rouge, powder and metal instruments.
I just checked the drawer and found only a pile of junk and a pot.
She was not the only one in the classroom with empty hands. None of the other students had books. When the teacher said to turn to page 23, everyone lowered their heads and poked the table with a metal stick.
Chi Lin knew that she had touched the boundaries of her knowledge, so she calmly and secretly observed her deskmate's actions.
Liu Huixin pressed a button on the table, and the desktop suddenly lit up and a glass plane appeared.
Chi Lin recognized this glass screen embedded in the table. It was very similar to the one she saw in the Internet cafe, but it was a little smaller.
Liu Huixin's photo and name appeared on the glass screen, and Chi Lin wrote them down.
Following Liu Huixin's example, she pressed the buttons and slid the metal stick across the glass screen.
She didn't expect that in addition to entertaining games, there was also a place to read books on the glass screen, which really made her very happy.
I don’t know what the so-called “language” in this era specifically refers to, but judging from the literal meaning, it should be a subject related to language and writing.
Chi Lin quickly flipped through the Chinese textbooks, becoming more and more excited, because these textbooks contained many masterpieces by masters that she was familiar with.
Needless to say, "Li Sao", from "Short Song" to "Preface to the Lanting Collection", all of them are her favorite poems and essays.
I didn't expect that in the future when technology is so advanced, students are still reading these classics. Chi Lin felt excited and gratified.
However, the words in the Chinese textbook made it a little difficult for her to read.
These simplified characters are a little different from the traditional characters she is used to.
There are two types of modern simplified characters: one is derived from traditional characters and is a simplification of traditional characters, and the other is to replace traditional characters with homophones or near-phonetic characters.
As a doctor of the Five Classics, Chi Lin quickly flipped through the Chinese textbook and soon found the pattern. Even if he was half guessing, he could guess what the individual words meant.
Chi Lin was fascinated by the book and read it one by one.
In addition to the poems and essays she was familiar with, there were also many articles with rather unfamiliar writing and grammar, which seemed to be modern works.
The content and emotions depicted in these articles also made her curious. She couldn't help but read them carefully line by line, completely unaware of what was happening around her until Liu Huixin nudged her with her elbow. She then woke up from her dream and heard her Chinese teacher calling her name.
"Chi Lin!" The veins on Old Xia's forehead were about to pop out, "You fell asleep again?"
Chi Lin raised his head to face Lao Xia's angry gaze and the desperate eyes of the whole class.
She had a not-so-good habit of completely immersing herself in a book once she found one that interested her.
The Chinese teacher seemed to be saying something just now, but she didn't hear it at all.
In the Chinese class yesterday, Mr. Xia assigned homework. In addition to the test paper, we also needed to read and recite the entire text of "Xiao Yao You".
What is meant to come will always come.
Students from all previous years have experienced how difficult it is to memorize "Xiao Yao You".
Last night, teachers from all subjects assigned a lot of homework as if they had made an appointment. Many people worked until midnight just to do their homework. The thought of having to work on this huge project weighing on my head made me feel physically uncomfortable and nauseous.
During the morning reading class, the students around me exchanged their experiences of reciting the text last night. They all found it very difficult to recite. The older the history of this kind of classical Chinese, the harder it is to recite. After reciting the first part, I forgot the latter part, and after reciting the latter part, I even forgot the beginning. I was completely amnesiac all night.
But Old Xia was a person who particularly liked to conduct surprise inspections. He would never forget to check the texts that students had to recite the next day, and his methods were extremely vicious.
Recite them one by one? Dream on.
Old Xia likes to make a feint to the east and attack in the west, taking people by surprise, which often catches people off guard.
Today, they are even using the cultural festival as a threat.
"Are you particularly looking forward to the cultural festival next month?"
Mr. Xia asked everyone to turn to page 23. After completing today's teaching progress, he asked everyone with a smile.
Everyone in Class 6 of Grade 2 was afraid of his viciousness and would never answer his questions casually to avoid falling into his trap.
So after Lao Xia finished asking the question, the whole class fell silent.
The Cultural Festival is an annual event of Nanhu No. 3 Middle School.
Except for the senior students who are preparing for the college entrance examination, all other students can participate in or watch the performances of the cultural festival as a class.
Since entering the second year of high school, the pressure of schoolwork has become heavier. The Cultural Festival can be said to be the last chance for second-year high school students to relax before entering the hell of the third year of high school, and they can also see the idols in many people's minds. When the school started this semester, a group of people were looking forward to the Cultural Festival to start soon.
Finally, there was only one month left and we were about to choose the program. Unexpectedly, Lao Xia said:
"Whether you can participate in the cultural festival depends on your performance today. If you can recite it, you can participate. If you can't, I will report this matter to your class teacher. In addition to me, there are many other teachers who think that your grades are too bad and you don't focus on studying at all. In last month's monthly exam, your class six ranked last in the whole grade, and it was at the bottom by a large margin. Your academic performance is so bad, and if you don't review quickly, there is no need to participate in the cultural festival. I believe that the class teacher and the head of the grade will agree with us."
After Old Xia finished speaking, a few angry whispers were heard in the class, and a vague, unclear "Fuck" could be heard coming from the corner.
Lao Xia started to call the roll, and the student whose name was called started to recite "Xiao Yao You" from the beginning. Lao Xia would interrupt him at any time, let him sit down, and then call another person to continue reciting.
Until the entire article is memorized, if even one person gets it wrong, the cultural festival will be ruined.
This random check method is too exciting... Everyone has the chance to be picked, and there is no way to predict who will recite which passage, so there is no way to prepare in advance.
"Okay, everyone, look up at me. Don't cram at the last minute." Old Xia began to call out the names, "All right."
The first person who is called is very lucky. The opening paragraph is the best to memorize.
Qi J stood up and blurted out without a single punctuation mark:
"In the North Sea there is a fish called Kun. It is so big that no one knows how many thousand miles it is. It changes into a bird called Peng. Its back is so big that no one knows how many thousand miles it is. It flies away in anger..."
"Okay, sit down. Wei Zhuoning."
Wei Zhuoning secretly clenched his fists - Great, I happened to carry it around here when I fell asleep last night!
Wei Zhuoning still had some memories in his mind before he stood up, but he began to stutter after he opened his mouth: "It flies in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky... Yes, this is a bird. It travels by sea, and will migrate to... Nanming. Nanming is the Tianchi Lake. It is... the one in the strange history..."
She uttered the last two words with great difficulty, and her mind went blank after that.
She was lucky. When she got here, Old Xia let her sit down and continued to smoke.
Everyone was trembling. The further they went down, the greater the chance of death, and the greater the chance of becoming the sinner of the whole class.
This was the most terrifying moment for Class 6 of Grade 2.
Two more people passed by, all of them were reciting with great difficulty, and one of them even made a mistake in a word. Old Xia glared at him and said indifferently:
"Think about it again, is that so?"
With the secret help from people around me, I finally corrected it.
Old Xia lowered his eyelids and sneered, "Your helpful character should not be displayed at this time."
Damn... Don’t be fooled by Old Xia’s four eyes, he’s very sharp.
Old Xia: "And this is not called being helpful, this is cheating. Can you help him for a while or for the rest of his life? Won't you still have to rely on yourself when you enter society in the future? Abandon the idea of getting something for nothing and take a good look at yourself..."
He was educating students here when he suddenly noticed that the guy with the afro sitting in the corner, whom he had long disliked, was actually lowering his head.
Didn’t I tell you to look up and stop cramming at the last minute
"Chi Lin." Old Xia stared at the afro through the thick lenses of his glasses.
Finished.
The whole class was heartbroken.
Why call Chi Lin at this time when there are so many other people to call... Did Old Xia already plan to discipline them and not allow them to have any entertainment activities
Chi Lin is the last in the class, and no one has been able to shake her last-place position so far.
In the comprehensive subjects of Chinese, mathematics, English, Canada and liberal arts, except for 43 points in liberal arts and 32 points in Chinese, the scores of the other two subjects did not even reach double digits.
The head teacher was also very puzzled about how poor her grades were.
Even if I guess randomly and choose all Cs, I won't end up with only single digits, right
Chi Lin was puzzled and stood up slowly. Everyone understood from her state that her sister didn't know how to do it at all.
miserable.
After she alone lowered the class average in the monthly exam, Class 6 of Grade 2 is about to be ruined by her.
Chi Lin didn't know what to do now, but Old Xia already had an idea in mind. He laughed twice and even gave her a back door and reminded her:
"And if the water is not deep, it has no strength to support a large boat. Come, recite this sentence. If you can recite one more sentence, I will consider you a pass."
Wei Zhuoning, who was across the aisle from Chi Lin, looked over and found that Liu Huixin was secretly reminding her:
“Overturn the cup of water…Overturn the cup of water!”
Wei Zhuoning rolled his eyes.
Liu Huixin didn't know if Chi Lin heard it or not. The whole class was looking at them with anxious and angry eyes.
Liu Huixin simply secretly turned Chi Lin's tablet to the page of "Xiao Yao You", hinting her to peek.
Old Xia discovered this scene through the heads of the students in the front row.
Just as he was about to scold Chi Lin for cheating, Chi Lin turned off the tablet with his backhand.
Liu Huixin: “?”
Chi Lin recited slowly, word by word:
"If you pour a cup of water on a col, the mustard seed will become a boat; if you place the cup there, it will become sticky; the water is shallow and the boat is large...
"Small knowledge is not as good as great knowledge, small years are not as good as big years...
“… Hence it is said: The most perfect man has no self, the divine man has no merit, and the sage has no name.”
Without any difficulty, Chi Lin recited the last word in one breath.
Old Xia didn't even have time to ask her to stop.