I don't know if it was because watching an exciting fight consumed a lot of energy, Lin Yujing slept very well at night, it was the best sleep she had in the three days she came here.
There was no dream all night, and when she opened her eyes the next morning, she was even in a trance, thinking for a moment that she was still at her original home.
She blinked and saw the smoky pink heavy curtains with lace trim and the creamy white plush carpet, and then she slowly came back to her senses.
In all fairness, Guan Xiangmei has done a good job on the surface. Before Lin Yujing came over, her room was already prepared for her. There were even matching plush dolls and some expensive-looking pajamas. Get up very distracted.
If he had hidden the wariness and alienation in his eyes better on the first day of meeting, Lin Yujing would probably be able to call her mom affectionately now.
Wrapped in the quilt and rolled around twice, Lin Yu got out of bed, took a shower and changed clothes, went downstairs, and had a very suffocating breakfast with Fu Mingxiu.
The two of them didn't speak a word during that time, and when Lin Yujing said good morning to him, he didn't even lift his head, his face was dark from beginning to end, and he didn't even look at her.
Lin Yu was startled: "..."
Why does her brother seem to be in a worse mood than yesterday
A man's mind is really like a needle in the sea, you never know why he is unhappy again.
She didn't bother to bother, and went upstairs to her room after she finished her breakfast. As soon as she entered the room and closed the door, Meng Weiguo called.
Lin Yu sat cross-legged on the bed, looked out the window and answered, "Dad."
"Xiaoyu, it's me." Guan Xiangmei smiled.
Lin Yu was startled, and obediently said hello.
Guan Xiangmei responded with a gentle voice: "Let's start school tomorrow."
"Hmm." Lin Yu's eyes fell on the table in front of the window in shock. There was something black on it. Lin Yu narrowed his eyes in shock and stared at it for a while.
"I've contacted the school for you before. Mingxiu doesn't start school until next week. Let him take you there tomorrow."
"Um."
Oh, it's the rice ball from yesterday, I forgot to eat it.
"School is about to start, don't be nervous, don't be afraid."
"Um."
This is the beginning of school or going to the battlefield.
Guan Xiangmei: "Talk to Mingxiu if you have anything. Don't be embarrassed. It just so happens that his school is nearby, so he can take care of you at ordinary times."
"..."
Lin Yu raised his eyebrows in surprise, and had no expectation that Fu Mingxiu would take care of her.
"Okay, thank you, Auntie." Lin Yu said in surprise.
Guan Xiangmei explained almost everything, hung up the phone, Lin Yujing put down the phone, sat on the bed for a while, and sighed.
As far as a stepmother is concerned, Guan Xiangmei has done a good job, whether she is sincere or acting, at least until now, everything seems to be in place, and she can't find any mistakes.
Lin Zhi never cared so much about her when she started school.
Lin Yu threw the phone on the bed in shock, climbed out of the bed and got off the ground, went to the table and picked up the rice ball, checked the expiration date, it was 0-5 degrees for three days.
She took it apart, took a bite, and the sour taste of spoiled white rice spread in her mouth.
"..."
It's disgusting.
Lin Yujing rushed into the bathroom to spit out the rice ball, and after rinsing his mouth several times, he felt that the smell had faded a bit. When he came back and looked at the rice ball with a bite out of it, Lin Yujing suddenly I feel a little sorry for Shen Juan.
It was a waste of rice balls bought for her by a young man in a bad society with his last bit of tenderness and kindness.
Although Guan Xiangmei told Fu Mingxiu to take her to school, Lin Yujing didn't think that Fu Mingxiu would really take her with her. The next morning, when she went downstairs at about the same time, there was no one downstairs.
Aunt Zhang was in the restaurant, Lin Yujing drank a glass of milk, finished the fried eggs, picked up a piece of toast and walked out with his mouth in his mouth. When he came out of the courtyard, he saw Lao Li standing by the car, looking down at his phone.
Lin Yu walked over in shock and leaned slightly.
Lao Li raised his head hastily, before he could take back the smile on his face, the phone screen unconsciously rubbed against his clothes, and hurriedly said, "Good morning, Miss Lin."
Surprised, Lin Yu glanced over and saw the bright smiling face of the young man on the phone screen, and paused.
She got into the car with toast in her mouth, and replied vaguely, "Uncle Li early."
Lin Yujing's new school and his new home are not in the same area, and it takes about half an hour to drive there normally.
At the beginning of September, many schools started school, and it was the morning rush hour for work. There was a string of traffic jams. It was more than an hour after I saw the gate of the No. 8 Middle School, and it was blocked on a street outside the school. There was a sea of traffic in front of me.
She simply got out of the car and walked over by herself, and saw many teenagers and girls in school uniforms riding bicycles passing by the side bicycle lane, it seemed that the long string of luxury cars on the street was extremely mentally handicapped.
Lin Yujing walked to the gate of the school, and first looked up to appreciate the magnificent No. 8 High School gate.
Before Guan Xiangmei called her yesterday, she didn't even ask where she was going to study for the remaining two years of high school. Now it seems that this school should be pretty good.
At least it looks okay that way.
The gate enters a small square, facing a long row of street trees with no end in sight, several large outdoor basketball courts on the left, and various buildings on the right, I don’t know what they are.
Lin Yujing walked to the signpost next to the small square, walked straight ahead, and saw probably the main teaching building.
She stood at the door of a four-storey concave building, a little dazed, not sure if this was the sophomore building, and which floor the teacher's office was on, when she turned around and saw a teacher coming out of it, Lin Yujing hurriedly stepped forward: "Hello, teacher. "
The teacher looked amiable, with Mediterranean hair, he responded with a smile, and hurried out.
Lin Yujing quickly said, "I'm a new transfer student. I want to ask, is this the teaching building for the second year of high school?"
Liu Fujiang is the head teacher of the 20th class of senior high school. Since he took over this class, he has reflected countless times on when did he offend the school management.
No. 8 middle school puts more emphasis on science than literature. There are ten science classes, six liberal arts classes, and an experimental class. One of them randomly selected is a man of influence who has won various awards, and one of the class ten is randomly selected.
Liu Fujiang, who is in his fifties, teaches biology. He has never been a class teacher for so many years. He doesn't understand why he became the manager of a group of famous people when he became a class teacher for the first time.
But since we want to do it, we must try our best to do our best. Liu Fujiang feels that there are no children who can't teach them well, only teachers who can't teach them well. So before the start of school, he watched "Criminal Psychology" and "Prison Psychology" for a week. Psychology", "Being a Qualified Prison Guard - The Skills of Prisoners".
When he heard that a transfer student was about to come, Liu Fujiang was still immersed in his vision for the future of education, full of enthusiasm and emotions, and prepared to go to the school gate to welcome the arrival of new students.
As a result, as soon as he left the teaching building, he ran into someone.
Senior Secondary Biology Group Teacher's Office.
Liu Fujiang looked at her with a smile: "Your name is Lin Yujing?"
Lin Yu nodded in shock.
The girl hasn't received her school uniform yet, she's a pretty little girl with a white T-shirt and black skirt, and a neat ponytail.
It's not like a disobedient problem student.
Liu Fujiang silently pressed the "Imperial Prisoner Skills" on the table with the test paper and hid it underneath: "Are you from the imperial capital?"
"En." Lin Yu nodded in surprise.
"Affiliated middle school?" Liu Fujiang asked again.
Lin Yujing continued to nod.
Liu Fujiang smiled and said, "How about the attached middle school, isn't it as big as our school?" He looked very proud, "How big is our school!"
"..."
Lin Yu was startled:
Lin Yu nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and echoed, "It's too big!"
Liu Fujiang seemed very satisfied with her, and talked about the quality of teaching from the campus environment: "Although our school is not one of the best schools in City A, it can be regarded as the top priority. The quality of teachers and the basic quality of teaching are definitely acceptable. Guaranteed, I won't say anything else, just last year, last year, do you know what the enrollment rate of our school is?"
"..."
Lin Yu was extremely surprised and curious: "How much."
Liu Fujiang slapped the table: "Ninety-eight percent!"
Lin Yu was startled: "Wow."
Her reaction brought great satisfaction to Liu Fujiang: "Do you know what our school's admission rate was last year?"
"have no idea."
Liu Fujiang: "Ninety percent!!"
Lin Yu was startled: "Wow!!!"
Biology teacher at the next table: "..."
Liu Fujiang was very satisfied with the new classmate, said a few more words, and just when the preparation bell rang, he took her to class ten.
Before the class bell rang, the students walked into the class one after another. The corridor of the teaching building was brightly lit, and a few boys and girls ran over, shouting and shouting. Don't fight!"
Lin Yujing was shocked by his sudden voice, Liu Fujiang noticed and turned his head: "Scared you?"
Lin Yujing quickly shook his head: "No, no."
Liu Fujiang smiled: "Okay, then you should be mentally prepared."
"..."
Lin Yujing was thinking about how to prepare herself mentally for reading a book.
The tenth class classroom is at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor. Holding an empty schoolbag in her hand, she followed Liu Fujiang into the classroom.
Lin Yu lowered her eyes in shock, and stood beside the podium, feeling that she understood why Liu Fujiang had made her mentally prepared just now.
The class bell rang, and a group of people below was in a mess, the girls sat on the table and laughed together, and a boy took a mop stick and smashed the blackboard behind him: "Who the hell touched my chrysanthemum tea? !"
Liu Fujiang cleared his throat, and said in a warm voice, "What is that, everyone, be quiet, class is over."
No one cares.
Liu Fujiang wasn't angry either: "I'm Liu Fujiang, and I'll be your homeroom teacher from today on. We're about to spend the most precious two days of your life—"
The boy holding the mop pole in the back made a new discovery, and his anger reached a critical point: "Who the hell threw the soup treasure into my chrysanthemum tea!!!"
Liu Fujiang persevered: "—two years, I was also the first class teacher. I firmly believe that there are no students who can't teach well, only teachers who can't teach students..."
"..."
Lin Yujing always felt that the 98% admission rate that Liu Fujiang just said was a lie.
She sighed, and stood next to the podium with her empty schoolbag, leaned her head calmly, and listened to Liu Fujiang talking about the mysterious past of her teaching for so many years with her head lowered.
At a certain moment, the classroom suddenly fell silent.
Liu Fujiang's voice was very clear: "I was still young at the time, and my temper was not very good. I asked that student why you were late. At that time, you guessed what he said to me. He said, teacher, I did my homework all night yesterday and didn't get up. , can I still be angry? What a boy."
No one spoke, and there was silence below.
Lin Yu raised his head in surprise, and followed everyone's gaze to the door.
Shen Juan stood at the door, honestly wearing a school uniform, white coat, black trousers, his hair looked a little unkempt, a little disheveled, his eyelids drooping, his voice hoarse, with a strong nasal voice: "teacher Okay, I made up my homework all night yesterday and was late."