Siheyuan: After being reincarnated as a master's daughter

Seeing this, several students with better grades in other classes couldn't help but feel a sense of crisis. They originally thought they were good enough, but now seeing the strong learning atmosphere in Class 1 and Yi Jiale's outstanding performance, they suddenly realized that there are always people better than you. This strong contrast made them start to reflect on whether they were not working hard enough and whether they needed to spend more time and energy to improve themselves.

At this time, the students who wanted to knock on the door to attend the class were still gathered at the door of Class 1. They looked at each other, and their eyes showed hesitation and hesitation. Everyone seemed to be waiting for others to take the first step to break the quiet and focused learning atmosphere in the classroom.

In this awkward stalemate, a figure slowly walked over. It turned out to be Yi Zhonghai, who was wearing a thick cotton jacket and a warm Lei Feng hat on his head, and hurried over to greet his daughter.

Last night, after returning home from school, his daughter happily told her family that she would stay at school to tutor her classmates. However, when Yi Zhonghai returned home after a busy day at work, he did not see his smiling, lively and lovely daughter as usual. He could not help but feel worried. He looked up at the gradually darkening sky outside the window and decided to go to the school to pick up his daughter.

Yi Zhonghai walked steadily to the door of the first grade class, and immediately noticed several unfamiliar students gathered here and lying by the window. He was full of doubts, but he subconsciously stood by the window and looked into the classroom curiously.

At the front of the classroom, my little girl, though still young, looked particularly calm and solemn. She stood upright on the podium, holding a piece of chalk in her hand, and was explaining the questions meticulously, showing her teacher's demeanor in every gesture. The students under the podium were all focused, listening intently to the "little teacher"'s lecture, and seemed very well-behaved and obedient.

Seeing this scene, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but smile with pride. He thought to himself: "My daughter is really promising! At such a young age, she can impart knowledge to her classmates like a real teacher."

Yi Zhonghai frowned, and looked at the group of children standing beside him who were obviously shivering from the cold. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he asked, "It's so late, why don't you go home? Your family members must be worried."

Hearing Yi Zhonghai's question, one of the children looked up and answered with an embarrassed smile on his face: "Uncle, we want to hear more." His bright eyes sparkled with curiosity and thirst for knowledge.

At this time, another child also echoed, "Yes, uncle, the first class hasn't ended yet, it will be a pity to miss it!" While listening attentively to the voices coming from the room, the child moved the pen in his hand quickly, as if to write down every word.

However, the temperature outside was too low at this time, and the biting cold wind blew like a knife, making people's cheeks hurt. Especially when the children stretched their fingers out of their warm pockets to write, they could instantly feel the biting cold, and their fingers trembled involuntarily.

Despite this, the children outside had discussed a plan in advance. They decided to take turns taking notes. After one person took notes for a while, he would quickly put his hands in his pockets to warm them up, and then another person would take over. In this way, they would not miss important information, but would not have their fingers become so stiff that they could not even write because of long-term exposure to the cold.

The classroom was crowded with students writing furiously or whispering to each other. However, did everyone notice what was happening outside the classroom? The answer, of course, varies from person to person! Those students who happened to be sitting by the window had a wide field of vision and could easily catch the movement outside the window. That's right, they had already noticed someone outside! However, these students sitting by the window had their own plans in mind. They were worried that once they reminded them, students from other classes would take the opportunity to break in and occupy their own seats, which would be a loss! So, even though they knew it well, these students sitting by the window chose to remain silent, as if they hadn't seen anything.

Looking at Yi Jiale and his friends, they were chatting enthusiastically, completely immersed in their heated discussions. They were so excited and eloquent that they didn't notice the changes in their surroundings at all. Perhaps the topic was too attractive, or the atmosphere was too harmonious. In short, at this moment, they had forgotten everything in the outside world!

Yi Zhonghai looked up at the sky which was gradually getting darker, as if covered by a huge black cloth. After pondering for a moment, he finally raised his hand and gently knocked on the closed door in front of him.

Knock, knock, knock... The crisp and rhythmic knocks on the door suddenly sounded, instantly breaking the originally strong learning atmosphere in the house.

Yi Jiale, who was leading her classmates to immerse themselves in the ocean of knowledge, couldn't help but wonder: How could there be anyone in the school so late at night? With a heart full of curiosity and confusion, she slowly walked towards the door.

When Yi Jiale reached out to hold the door handle and pulled it hard, a biting cold wind with snowflakes suddenly blew in his face. Unprepared, the sudden cold made Yi Jiale shiver involuntarily, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.