Rebirth: Those Years When I Was a Bad Student

The next day, Zhang Yumian came back from delivering the meal and took Zhang Qingfeng to the Internet cafe.

Firstly, I wrote a few manuscripts and prepared to submit them for publication. If they are accepted, I will have some extra pocket money to spend, so I can buy some things.

Secondly, she had really used up all her cooking skills these days and was in urgent need of a few more recipes.

Third, Zhang Qingfeng’s composition writing is pretty good, so I’ll take him to the Internet cafe to play some games today.

Through this essay, she also deeply realized that education cannot rely on books alone, but must be put into practice. On the way back yesterday afternoon, Zhang Qingfeng did not complain about the heat all the way.

When he returned home in the evening, he took the initiative to prepare footbath water for his parents, which touched them very much.

He asked questions on his own initiative last night. I don't need to call him in the morning these two days. He gets up early, folds the quilt, and sweeps the floor on his own initiative.

The end of the paper is so shallow that I know that this matter must be carried out.

Because Beishui County does not have strict controls, minors can enter Internet cafes for the time being, but this will not be allowed in two years, as they will need an ID card to enter an Internet cafe.

By then, I won’t need to go to the Internet cafe. I guess there should be a computer at home by then. I can convince my parents to install an Internet cable. There is still a lot of information I need to check in high school.

If it was in the past, this would definitely be an excuse. But it is definitely not now. She doesn't like playing games very much. She likes watching movies, entertainment gossip and novels.

Firstly, she had seen all these in her previous life, and secondly, she could watch them again in the future without running away. The most important thing was that she was no longer interested in these things now.

It seems to be true that when you are thirty years old and look back at yourself in your teens, you will still find that there are many things you don’t understand. Just like you can’t understand why you have to work overtime and secretly watch TV dramas and read novels at that time.

After the college entrance exam, I could watch it openly and no one would talk about it anymore, but now I am not interested anymore. It is only a few months apart, but it seems like many years have passed.

Growth and change happen in an instant.

In her previous life, she had filled out her college entrance exam application form casually. At that time, she had no idea what love was, or what she would do in the future. This time, she wanted to have a goal and try out what it felt like to fight for her ideal.

After arriving at the Internet cafe, Zhang Yumian asked for two computers, each for two hours.

Children should not be allowed to become too addicted to the Internet. At this age, they are curious about everything.

Instead of coming to the Internet cafe secretly, it would be better for her to come openly.

Zhang Yumian found a seat next to Zhang Qingfeng. After she turned on her computer, she took out the manuscript and the email address and website she remembered from last time from her schoolbag, and prepared to submit the manuscript first.

Because it is not very convenient to contact her now, she left her email address at the end.

After sending them all, she glanced at the new call for papers and dates and wrote them down in her notebook. She had already made up her mind that if it didn't work out this time, she would submit again later.

Just think of it as practicing writing an essay.

By the time everything was over, an hour had passed.

She started looking for recipes on the Internet again and memorized six or seven more recipes and several soups.

As she lowered her head to copy, Zhang Qingfeng glanced at the screen and said, "Sister, this is how you learned cooking."

Zhang Yumian heard all the doubts and said with a smile: "Yes, don't you think your sister is very talented? She can make such delicious meals just by looking at them."

Zhang Qingfeng moved his chair and leaned forward, saying with a gossipy look on his face, "Sister, you don't like Brother Cheng Yao, do you? You bring him meals every day and you are so attentive."

Maybe because she felt guilty, when she heard this, Zhang Yumian tightened her grip on the pen, and even the tip of the pen slipped on the paper. Then she looked up at the screen, and continued writing on the paper, casually replying: "Little brat, what are you thinking about? Do you know what love is? We are just classmates. Besides, have you ever seen a premature love affair in front of parents?"

After that, Zhang Qingfeng didn't say anything and turned around to play his Super Mario.

Although Zhang Yumian looked calm, her heart was already in turmoil. She also realized that she had been in too much contact with Cheng Yao recently, and could only keep reminding herself in her heart that it was just help between classmates, and they would not have too much contact after school started.

After looking up the recipe, she took out the mp3 her cousin gave her and downloaded some songs in Chinese and English, as well as some e-books, such as the English version of The Little Prince.

It was almost time, and when they went out, they ran into the Shamatte.

Shamatte and his friends came to the Internet cafe and yelled at the front desk for the boss to send them away for half an hour.

Zhang Yumian walked over and said loudly, "Boss, check out. Two machines, two hours."

At this time, the Shamatte also noticed this and turned to look over. Wasn't this the woman who cursed him in a roundabout way last time? At first, he didn't understand what she meant, but when he talked about it with his friends later, he was laughed at for a long time.

Unexpectedly, I encountered it again today.

Shamatte walked up to Zhang Yumian and said, "Hey, you're here at the internet cafe too, why don't you see Cheng Yao?"

Zhang Yumian looked up at him. He didn't know Cheng Yao was working at the construction site. Then he told the boss that the two machines were used just now.

The Shamatte looked at him and didn't take him seriously at all, which made him very angry.

He continued, "Sister, you are very proud."

Zhang Yumian replied calmly: "Sister?" Seeing that his mouth was moving all the time, he said: "Classmate, how is it, isn't the Green Arrow refreshing?"

The killer turned around and spit the gum on the ground. Just as he was about to say something, Zhang Yumian said, "Why, classmate, do you throw all your garbage on the chopping board? Didn't your mother teach you not to litter everywhere?"

"That's right, this person is too uncultured, spitting gum everywhere."

The boss came out and said, "Please pick up the trash, classmate."

Looking at the eyes of the people around him, Shamatte could only reluctantly take out the paper from his pocket, pick it up and throw it into the trash can at the door.

After Zhang Yumian took Zhang Qingfeng out, they found the door and were about to unlock it and leave. This killer came over and said, "I'm kindly reminding you not to associate with Cheng Yao. Even his parents don't want him. He just hangs out all day long and you can't even see his shadow. Who knows what he's doing."

Zhang Yumian asked doubtfully: "You really don't know what Cheng Yao is doing."

Shamatte: "Why would I stare at him? My mom said he is not a good guy. He only knows how to steal money from our family."

Zhang Yumian said coldly: "When you speak, you need evidence. Stop accusing others."

Shamatte found it funny and pointed at his nose and said, "I falsely accused him? It seems my mom is right. He is quite good at deceiving people."

Then he said to himself, "Not only does grandpa believe him, but even dad has started to care about him these past two days."

Although the voice became smaller, Zhang Yumian still heard it and thought that your father was beginning to care about him, probably about money. Cheng Yao's father must have been contacted. If he knew that Cheng Yao was working on the construction site, his father would be very distressed.

Although she didn't know why the Shamatte would say that Cheng Yao would steal the family's money, she still said, "Many things cannot be judged by appearances alone. What you see with your eyes may not be true. Besides, you didn't see Cheng Yao stealing the money with your own eyes, so how can you be sure that he took it?"

Anyway, Zhang Yumian believed that Cheng Yao would definitely not do such a thing.

Then he rode his bicycle and took Zhang Qingfeng away without watching the Shamatte.

The Shamatte still shouted at their backs: "Do I need to see this with my own eyes? My mom said it, how can it be false?"

Zhang Qingfeng sat in the back seat and asked in confusion: "Sister, weren't you afraid of trouble before? You actually went straight up to her today."

Zhang Yumian: "Sometimes, the more afraid you are of them, the more unscrupulous they become. Besides, I haven't done anything wrong, so why should I be afraid?"

Zhang Yumian also deeply understands that the more you tolerate some people, the more they will think you are afraid. So as a person, you should not cause trouble but also be afraid of trouble. If you are upright, you are not afraid of your shadow.

Besides, we live in a society ruled by law now, and everything we do and say must be based on evidence. Lies will eventually be exposed.