Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

It's very warm this afternoon before the holiday.

Even though they knew that Leng Yanqiu had not suffered any loss and did not need the students to express their condolences, they all gathered at the back door. Leng Yanqiu was annoyed and borrowed history books to read. Everyone immediately found the right way to accompany Sister Qiu. They were preparing for the last history exam in the afternoon.

"Hua La Hua La", this was the scene that Teacher Sun saw when he turned around with his hands behind his back.

The big baby is safe and sound and is still promoting a good learning atmosphere. Even his class teacher is embarrassed to go in and disturb him.

Listen, every other class is having a lively time as if celebrating the New Year in advance. When he just turned the stairs, he scared away a pair of little children who were leaning on the railing side by side. Tsk tsk, it's just a winter vacation, but there's already an atmosphere of life and death separation.

Teacher Sun walked back quietly with a look of satisfaction on his face. At the stairs, You Dianshuai was crawling unsteadily... All kinds of memories suddenly came to Old Sun's mind. At such a critical moment, he couldn't let this kid cause trouble in front of the big darling.

"Marshal You Dian, come with me to the office."

The exam starts at 2 o'clock, so at least we should deduct this kid's time until 1:40.

My dear, this is all the help your teacher can give you.

You Dianshuai, who had no idea what mistake he had made, limped to the office with his head down. Fortunately, he was treated well and was given a seat.

In the classroom of Class 3 of Grade 9, Sister Qiu finished flipping through the books and out of boredom turned to the test papers. She immediately changed them and asked questions about the papers that were missing answers.

If you ask why I work so hard today?

Xinxin, who arrived at school early, gave the answer: "Sister Qiu, why didn't you call us? We let you get bullied because we didn't live up to expectations. None of us made it into the top 20 and had to accompany you in the first examination room!"

But it was not until the last exam that I realized the importance of ranking.

"It's never too late to mend the fence after the sheep have been lost, brothers and sisters!" Xinxin's organizational leadership skills were once again demonstrated. "I'll make a statement. I'll try my best to memorize a few history questions and get a few more points. What's the big deal? A few more points can help me move up a few places. Let's see who can take the same exam with Sister Qiu next time?"

The middle school boy is afraid of incitement, so he slams the table and stands up to believe "I can do it"!

Leng Yanqiu: e=(′o｀*))) Alas, the team is too enthusiastic and difficult to lead.

She leaned on the desk and jumped out of the encirclement centered on her, went to the podium, and twisted out a piece of colored chalk: "Look here, I will draw a historical timeline for everyone."

The piano music is lowered in volume, and the yellow timeline runs from left to right. The years are written in green, and major events are marked in red.

The jasmine flowers on the desk could not withstand the cold and have returned to the warm greenhouse, but it seems that the fragrance remains on the podium, just like the girl at this moment, the blue and white school uniform and the pink skin on her body seem to glow, and will always remain in the memory of the students in Class 3 of Grade 9.

When the exam preparation bell rang, the students in Class 3 discovered that since some time ago, a lot of students had been crowding together at the classroom door. They were there to attend the class for free.

Li Wenbo jumped onto the podium and hurriedly wiped the blackboard, explaining: "I don't want to wipe it, but it's for the sake of exam discipline!"

"Li Wenbo, you are in trouble because you are not in this examination room!" A classmate wailed below.

Leng Yanqiu walked leisurely to the easternmost examination room with his hands in his sleeves, escorted by a group of supporters. Xinxin even stood at the door of the classroom and acted cool, glaring at the faces of the other 19 students like sharp knives.

The room was completely silent, after all, blood had just been seen that morning.

"King Kong is coming!"

Teacher Wang's heavy coughing sounded like the sound of nature at this moment. Xinxin immediately slipped away with her feet bent down.

The teacher did not change in the afternoon. Teacher Yang was still the assistant, and Wang Jingang was in charge with a gloomy face.

However, King Kong's black face was obviously looser than in the morning, as if the accumulated fighting power had found an outlet, and the half-dried old tree was blessed with rain.

During the exam, he obviously stood beside Leng Yanqiu for a longer time and turned around more times.

This is because Sister Qiu has a strong psychological quality, otherwise, with the Black Tower King Kong standing next to you and staring at you, you wouldn't be able to write smoothly.

But this is not the most outrageous thing. If the most outrageous thing were to reach the ears of history teacher Song, he would definitely come to the door and put the hats of all treacherous ministers and villains in world history and Chinese history on Wang Heimian's head.

The exam time was originally 60 minutes. Leng Yanqiu put down her pen after writing and checking her answers. The reason why she didn't leave early was that she still had to return Gao Junjie's pen. It was okay to sit in the classroom and rest for a while. According to the exam room rules, she was not allowed to hand in the paper and leave early, right?

It was rare that he had the patience to obey the rules, but King Kong became anxious. After turning around n times, he suddenly couldn't hold it anymore. He tapped the desk with his fingers and asked in a low voice: "Why don't you hand it in? It's a waste of life."

Leng Yanqiu looked up and blinked: "Oh."

She stood up, and a smile broke out on King Kong's dark face. He snatched the answer sheet and put it on the desk, then followed her out the door.

It's quite off the mark, right?

Leng Yanqiu raised his eyebrows. As expected, King Kong had a lot of questions in his mind: "Have you practiced it? Which martial arts? Traditional or imported? The move you used to pierce the pen this morning, was it based on great strength or cleverness..."

It seems that these questions are not new, and Leng Yanqiu can't give a new answer: "It's pure coincidence."

"I don't believe it!" The black-faced King Kong was quite stubborn.

He got a shrugged back.

Because the incident in the morning was "purely coincidental", Teacher Wang gave up his lunch break and asked around to find out about Leng Yanqiu's background. He completed the legend of collecting compensation for broken legs and lost teeth, and there was even a possibility that he might be deified.

I was just trying to confirm it with the legend in person.

He even urged others to hand in the paper early, so he had no choice but to throw the pen on Gao Junjie's desk without even saying "thank you".

Leng Yanqiu, who was wandering downstairs, felt quite bored, so she decided to go home early. She would check the group notifications for any arrangements at school. Her winter vacation officially began.

This is a student who enjoys special treatment. When the tricycle arrived at the school gate, the electric gate automatically avoided it and the guards all smiled and waved to see him off.

Vehicles were crowded outside the gate of the courtyard. Parents with their hands in their sleeves, their heads wrapped and wearing masks came to pick up their children. At the same time, they gave the tricycle girl a salute. Those who knew her wanted to popularize the achievements of "other people's children" to those who didn't.

"...Yes, that's her. She got first place in the grade right after entering the third year of junior high school!"

"My surname is Leng! You're from Ma Liu Village, I recognize you!"

"Tsk tsk, it doesn't look like it!"

Leng Yanqiu had already gotten used to being noticed and instructed. After the tricycle was pushed out of the school gate, she sat on it and was about to turn the handlebars.

"Xiao Qiu!" A figure rushed over from the front right and pressed the handlebars.

At the school gate, two people of similar height stood facing each other.

"Xiao Qiu, you are Xiao Qiu, right?" The man who rushed over had a trembling voice. After asking the question, he hurriedly took off the mask he was wearing and pulled off the hood of his down jacket on his head.