Rebirth: Those Years When I Was a Bad Student

The school holds a commendation meeting at the mid-term and end-of-term every year, and this time is no exception.

The only difference is that this time Zhang Yumian needs to speak as an outstanding student.

For Zhang Yumian, the first time he spoke in front of the public was during his last self-criticism, when he was facing only a wall. But this time he needed to face the entire school's teachers and students, so he was somewhat nervous.

The head teacher asked her to go back and prepare her self-reflection carefully.

The midterm meeting started at 2:30 in the afternoon, and all the students were gathered together.

At two o'clock, people started to gather in the playground with their stools.

Zheng Yue suggested, "Mianmian, let's sit together later."

Zhang Yumian: "Okay, Yueyue, wait for a moment, I'll go get some water, give me your cup too."

Zheng Yue took out the water cup and said, "Thank you, Mianmian."

Zhang Wentian said sarcastically from behind: "You can't fight by yourself."

Zheng Yue turned around and put her hands on her hips and said, "What's it to you? You can just ask your deskmate to fetch you some water. If you're envious, just say so. Don't say the grapes are sour because you can't have them."

Zhang Wentian also retorted, "Have you eaten explosives? I'm telling you, you're like a machine gun, firing a lot."

He looked at his deskmate again, and his expression clearly said, "Come and see what you said." So he said in a flattering manner, "Brother Cheng, do you need me to help you get some water?"

Cheng Yao was responsible for his future studies and was his full-time tutor, so how could he dare to order him around?

Cheng Yao picked up the water cup from the table and threw it into Zhang Wentian's arms, saying, "Thank you."

Zhang Yumian ran into Zhang Wentian outside the corridor after coming back from fetching water.

After returning to the classroom, most of the students in the class had left, leaving only a few of them.

Zhang Yumian handed the cup to Zheng Yue and said, "I saw Zhang Wentian went to get some water. Let's wait for him."

"Mianmian, how is your speech going?" Zheng Yue asked.

Zhang Yumian replied: "It should be OK."

"Mianmian, don't be so complacent. I still remember your last self-criticism very clearly. I have to admire you." As he said this, he gave Zhang Yumian a thumbs up.

Zhang Wentian came in and interrupted, "To be honest, Zhang Yumian, I have really been convinced by you since then. You really dare to say anything."

Zhang Yumian blinked and said, "Am I not telling the truth?"

Cheng Yao smiled and said, "It's the truth."

He didn't expect at that time that this girl, although gentle in appearance, was actually very timid. Everyone in the school was afraid of the dean, but she was the only one who walked into trouble.

It's really impressive.

Zhang Yumian spread out his palms and said regretfully: "Students should tell the truth, which only shows that I am a good and obedient student."

After saying that, Zhang Yumian moved the stool and prepared to leave the classroom. Before he took two steps, a hand reached out to him. His palm was big, his nails were neatly trimmed, and his fingers were slender. If you were a hand control freak, you would definitely like it very much.

Cheng Yao probably wanted to help her get a stool, but she was used to doing her own things and tried not to bother others. Because she hated those people in the workplace, every time they would help me print some information, thank you. Help me get a courier, thank you. Help me pick up a takeaway, thank you. Help me make a PPT, thank you. And so on and so forth.

At that time, she wanted to say, do I need a thank you from you? Don’t I have hands?

But as a newcomer, I lack the ability and academic qualifications, so I can only endure it.

Finally, I developed breast nodules and thyroid nodules.

Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. She still understands this.

Zhang Yumian pulled the stool closer to herself and said, "No, I can get it myself, thank you."

But the other party acted as if he didn't hear it, took the stool domineeringly, and said, "Please help me get the water cup, I don't have any hands to hold it."

There was no choice but for Zhang Yumian to turn around, pick up the water cup on his table, and follow him.

She couldn't help but wonder why Cheng Yao had changed so much when she was the one who was reborn. Could it be that they had too much contact? But this was also the seat that the head teacher had arranged, which was much better than being deskmates in the previous life.

I couldn't help but shake my head. Why think so much? Even if they went to the same high school, they would have to say goodbye after graduation.

Cheng Yao, who didn't hear any sound, turned around and saw Zhang Yumian frowning and shaking his head behind him. He couldn't help but say, "Watch the stairs."

Zhang Yumian collected her thoughts and followed him.

When Zheng Yue saw the two people leaving the classroom, she kicked Zhang Wentian and said, "Can't you learn from your deskmate?" Then she put the stool at his feet, picked up the water cup in his hand, and walked out of the classroom without looking back.

Zhang Wentian just stood there in a daze, he couldn't believe how this could happen. He picked up the stool reluctantly and left the classroom.

After we found our class seats on the playground and sat down, Lao Yang came over and asked, "Can you show me your speech?"

It’s not that Lao Yang really wants to read it, but the last self-criticism left a huge shadow on him, and he’s afraid that she will write some nonsense again.

After a quick glance, he found no problem, handed it back to Zhang Yumian, and turned to chat with other teachers.

Normally, if the class has poor grades, it is not easy to chat with other teachers at such meetings. This time is different. Two of them are in the top ten, and they are both dark horse level. I have to go and hang out to show my presence.

Zhang Yumian couldn't help but ask Zheng Yue: "What does Lao Yang mean? I'm just reading the speech. Am I so unreliable?"

Zheng Yue immediately expressed her support: "You are so reliable, okay? I guess it's the aftereffects of your last self-criticism."

Regarding the last incident, she was really just discussing the matter at hand.

"Dear students, please be quiet, the midterm meeting will begin soon"

What followed was a series of speeches, including those by the principal, the dean of studies, outstanding teachers, and student representatives.

Zheng Yue leaned against Zhang Yumian and said, "How can this teacher be so talkative? Doesn't he know that few people actually listen?"

Zhang Yumian felt that they should know it. After all, they were also students once, and they might have been annoyed before, but when they stood there, they had to do it. This was probably what it meant to be like you when I grew up.

It’s like some things, you know what the outcome will be, but you still go and hit your head against the wall.

Zhang Wentian said from behind, "If I had known, I wouldn't have wasted so much time and energy talking here."

After a while, Zhang Yumian suddenly said: "I think I know. They were once us. Only when we become them will we truly understand the reason."

In many cases, only by putting yourself in the other person's shoes can you understand their feelings.

Cheng Yao asked, "Do you want to be a teacher?"

"Zhang Yumian, you are the next one. Lao Yang asked you to get ready." Before Zhang Yumian could answer, the student in front of him conveyed the order.

But she still said before going on stage, "I probably won't be a teacher."

It’s not that she doesn’t like it, it’s just that her personality is not suitable for it. She loses patience easily, doesn’t like repetitive work, and gets tired easily.

This is true. In her previous life, she worked as a teacher in a training institution for a period of time. Although the salary was not bad, it was indeed not suitable for her.

Finally I quit my job and found another one. Although I don’t earn much, I like it.

Zhang Yumian's manuscript was not very long and I finished reading it quickly.

When she was about to go down, she was stopped by Lao Yang.

She said she would come up later, so I asked her to wait by the side.