Even though he was lonely, Lin Yifei continued with his life, or he wanted to regain control of his life.
The courses in middle school are still boring, especially before Lin Yifei was reborn, he studied architectural mechanics in college, and he was very good at mathematics and physics. And after having a full meal at noon, he would be very sleepy in the afternoon, so it was difficult for him not to doze off in that math class. At this point, everyone is struggling with a difficult equation, and the teacher tends to let the students grope for the answer. At the beginning, the Spanish students tried it, and finally entered a deadlock. Several white Americans also tried it, and then a lively discussion began. The education received by Koreans is most similar to that of Chinese people. The fully taught type just sits there silently waiting for the answer. Only Lin Yifei supported his chin, looking like he was about to fall asleep.
"Lin, you look as if you already know the answer. Would you like to come up and have a try?" Mr. Hatchner wore a pair of old-style black-rimmed glasses like a pedant, but his voice was amiable, and he was always friendly to naughty students. patience.
Lin Yifei was stunned, but Mr. Hatchina had already handed the chalk in front of him, "It's okay, just give it a try, no one will know how to do it."
Now, the white students looked at him as if they were waiting for his failure, with a derisive grin or two on their lips. On the other hand, the faces of the Korean students showed a look of scrutiny.
Lin Yifei sighed and walked to the blackboard. In just thirty seconds, he solved the problem and even the answer came out.
Mr. Hatchina showed a big smile, and the students in the audience were also slightly surprised.
"Very good, Lin. Can you explain to everyone your thinking about answering the questions?"
In fact, Lin Yifei wrote very detailed, as long as the IQ is not too bad, people should be able to understand it at a glance. It's just that since Mr. Hatchner said so, of course he had to give face. The pure American accent when he spoke once again surprised the local students in the audience. When he returned to his seat, he could clearly feel that the eyes of those students looking at him were no longer at least ignoring him.
That afternoon, Lin Yifei filled out an application form and joined the school's fencing club.
There are only two boys and one girl in the whole club, that is to say, without Lin Yifei joining, they wouldn't even be able to participate in the team competition.
The boy who led him into the club happened to be Lin Yifei's classmate named Mark Della. According to Lin Yifei's observation, Mark actually has no racist thoughts and is not xenophobic. It's just that no one in the whole class talked to Lin Yifei, so Mark didn't know how to speak the first sentence to Lin Yifei. On the contrary, this time the two of them walked alone on the school path, and Mark seemed much more natural.
"Hey, I didn't expect your math to be so good... I didn't expect you to speak English very well!" Although Mark wanted to break the atmosphere of silence between the two, what he said was sincere.
"Thank you. Your physics is also very good."
"Huh? Have you noticed? I really like physics!" Mark turned around, smiling brightly, "I want to go to MIT in the future!"
Lin Yifei smiled slightly. He knew that Mark was good at physics because he knew it a long time ago. He was like a child who had already got the answer. The only thing he was confused about was the ending between himself and Chris.
"You will go to MIT in the future, and there will be a large scholarship, and three professors want to be your mentor."
"Aha! I like to hear this sentence." Mark smiled like a child, "These words come out of your mouth as if they will definitely happen in the future! By the way, are you a foil? A saber or an epee? "
"Saber."
"Oh! That's great!" Mark looked extremely happy, "The other one in our club is also a sword, so there are three people, and we can participate in the inter-school team competition!"
"Yes!" Lin Yifei felt very happy when he thought of this.
When they came to the fencing club’s activity place, Mark showed a slightly apologetic expression, “Hehe, this classroom is the only one we can use. It’s a bit shabby, and there’s no place to shower or change clothes. Soccer and basketball teams."
Lin Yifei smiled slightly, "I'm already very satisfied, at least our school has a fencing club."
The teacher of the fencing club is Mr. Perry. He teaches geometry to the senior grades at school. He also joined the fencing club in college before, but he has always been the one on the bench. Mr. Perry doesn't care about winning or losing the competition. On the contrary, he hopes that the students will be immersed in the feeling of fencing.
"Hey, let's welcome the new guy, Lin!" Mr. Peili introduced Lin Yifei grandly in the empty classroom.
Mark applauded happily, while Philip, another male classmate, looked at Lin Yifei and said something embarrassing, "Can you speak Chinese?"
"I can."
Mark thumped Philip, "You're offline again!"
"Oh, what I want to ask is do you speak English?" Philip rubbed his head a little embarrassed.
"I will." Lin Yifei smiled and nodded.
"Hey, welcome!" Catherine was the only female member in the club, and she waved to Lin Yifei friendly.
Mr. Perry clapped his hands, "Okay, everyone put on protective gear and come back together!"
Lin Yifei really understands that Mr. Perry's teaching style is indeed entertaining and entertaining. Half of the club time is spent watching videos of fencing competitions, and the rest is practiced one-on-one. He will only prompt students when they make foul moves.
And from the one-on-one practice between Mark and Philip, Lin Yifei knew that their fencing level was indeed very average, and they learned many basic movements that made people want to touch their foreheads.
"Hey, there are no boys here anymore, let's practice against each other, just to let everyone see your level." Catherine put on a mask with a smile, "Although I really want to enter the women's single event in the school league, my level seems to not enough."
Mark turned his head and kindly reminded Lin Yifei, "Lin, you have to be careful! Catherine is our trump card here!"
Catherine held a sword ceremony. Judging from Lin Yifei's experience before rebirth, Catherine should indeed be the best here.
Lin Yifei also put on the mask, Mr. Perry shouted excitedly, and Catherine rushed over. Lin Yifei was slightly surprised, but dodged lightly, and then took the initiative to attack, holding down Catherine's sword and striking her shoulder.
Catherine took a step back, and Mr. Perry also showed a surprised expression, because although Lin Yifei only had one blow just now, his body movements were quite professional, not at all like a kid learning fencing in his spare time.
"Quite expected! Come again!" Catherine took the initiative to attack again.
Lin Yifei maintained his gentlemanly demeanor, repelled her but did not fight back.
Mark and Philip also stopped, and watched with their mouths slightly open.
The fact is that Catherine is like a complete beginner in front of Lin Yifei, needless to say, she has never scored a single point with Lin Yifei, and most importantly, she has never had a single threatening attack.
Finally, fifteen minutes later, Catherine jerked the mask off. Lin Yifei looked at her aura and suddenly felt that he should let her win two swords just now.
Who knew that there was no anger on her face, but she seemed to see hope, "Lin—you are so amazing! I don't care! You have to teach me! Teach me!"
Mr. Perry also laughed, "Oops, my instructor was abandoned by Catherine."
After the day's club activities were over, Mr. Perry called Lin Yifei to the office.
"Lin, your level has greatly exceeded my expectations, even higher than most middle school students I have seen. Has a special coach taught you?"
Lin Yifei smiled. It was as if he had installed a plug-in. He had a lot of experience in his head, but his physical function had not yet returned to the best state when he was an athlete. Like twelve.
"A kid like you should continue to follow the coach?" Mr. Perry asked seriously.
"I don't have a personal trainer. I used to have a friend in New York who had a personal trainer. We had a good relationship and were often together, so that trainer taught me by the way." Lin Yifei knew that other than lying, he could not explain his own "no teacher" Self-understanding".
"So that's the case, what a pity." Mr. Perry sighed. "Except for Catherine, I think you can participate in the single event. Although there will be a little more competition, there is no need to have too much pressure."
American education has always been about having fun more than winning championships.
"Well, thank you Mr. Perry." Lin Yifei nodded. If I can participate in individual competitions, I will have a lot more chances to see Chris on the field.
Although the rich and the poor have never been an obstacle in Lin Yifei's heart, if reality blocks the relationship between him and Chris, Lin Yifei can only look forward to meeting him and Chris on the court in a dignified manner.
When he got home, Mother Lin told him that Uncle Chen had brought his daughter over, so that the two complete families would live together, which might be inconvenient, but she still hoped that Lin Yifei could take good care of the little girl.
Already used to the two families having dinner together, Lin Yifei looked at Chen Manman sitting opposite, with fair skin and a shy look.
Uncle Chen has always been very talkative, and Lin Yifei also got along well with him.
"I said Xiaofei, our family Manman also goes to the same school as you, and she may not be used to it just now, you should take care of her more!"
"Well, good!" Lin Yifei looked at Chen Manman, "Manman, what's your English name?"
Manman glanced at Lin Yifei and then lowered her head, her cheeks flushed, "Angela."
"It's a very suitable name for you. Angela is an angel-like name. You look like the angel in the book."
Manman's face turned even redder.
"You bad boy, how old are you and you can coax girls with sweet words!" Mother Lin knocked on Lin Yifei's head, but there was a smile in her eyes.
"Don't hit me on the head. If you hit me stupidly, where can you find such a smart son!"