Chapter 272

If you ask Joan what school is, she will tell you without hesitation that school is hell, a prison...

Before going to elementary school, Joan's mother bought her a new schoolbag and happily carried it on her back, then told her gently.

"Baby, you will be a primary school student from tomorrow. There are many friends and interesting things in school. You will definitely like it."

Joan nodded, and turned a few times in front of the mirror with her schoolbag on her back.

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She was taken to the classroom on the first floor and placed at the first table.

The head teacher was a teacher in a white dress who looked a lot like her cousin, but there was no smile on her face.

"From today onwards, you are elementary school students, not kindergarten children. We first learn the school rules, and then learn the class rules. If you don't follow the rules, you won't succeed!"

After the teacher finished speaking, he named and criticized several students.

"Zhang Weiping, don't move around in class, don't laugh."

"On the weekend silent, you are not allowed to eat, and you are not allowed to talk to the students next to you..."

"Joan, sit up and keep your back straight!"

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On the first day, Joan knew that school was different from home.

In school, she had to study, live and make friends according to what the teacher said.

But all this is just the beginning of the nightmare.

What she remembers most is the first grade final exam, the day when her grades came out.

During the final exam, Qiao An had a stomachache, but she dared not tell the teacher.

So I gritted my teeth and endured until the end of the exam.

As a result, her test scores must be unsatisfactory.

In the class, I didn't get the top three requested by my mother.

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She remembered that the room was quiet that day, the talkative grandparents were also silent, and the expressions on the faces of parents were not good.

When eating, my mother didn't give her more food, but just put the bowl in front of her, "Don't you have any hands? You have such a small score in the test, are you willing to ask me to give you more food?"

"It's not sure whether you can eat with this score in the future. You can add it yourself. If you don't study well, you can improve your hands-on ability. Don't expect others to serve you all day long!"

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Joan has never seen such a mother. The mother in her memory is always kind and amiable, and she has never scolded her like that.

That night, Joan suffered from insomnia.

As a little girl, she tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't fall asleep. She felt that the family had changed, but she couldn't tell what had changed.

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Gradually, she didn't like to go home and was afraid of every exam.

Even, dread every holiday.

When visiting relatives during the Chinese New Year, the first words of the elders are always the same.

"Hey, this is Qiao An, how many points did you get in the test this year?"

She hated this sentence, and even those relatives who asked questions.

When the family sat around a table to eat, my mother always said enviously, "I heard that the daughter of the old Zhang family next door got the first place in the exam again. Why is she so good? I don't know how they raised the child."

"Your Joan is not bad either. He's in the [-]'s in every subject."

"It's not bad, she's just like that."

Hearing this conversation, Joan always put down the bowls and chopsticks, turned and left alone.

She likes the night, and likes to watch the stars alone, and she always thinks about it at that time.

When can I grow up?

When can I not take the exam?

When will she be able to break away from her current life?
As time went by, Joan's temper became irritable, and her family said she was a monster.

(End of this chapter)

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