After a simple rebirth

Fu Ying was a little confused about what to wear tomorrow. It was her first day and she didn't want to wear a skirt. Wearing a school uniform would make her look too obedient.

Fu Ying just wanted to dress in a low-key, ordinary but not tacky way. It wasn't that she was sensitive and deliberately thought too much, but she knew that coming back from Guangdong Province was like coming back from a big city, and dressing too casually would attract more gossip.

Fu Ying didn't care too much, but there was no need to cause trouble for herself.

Most of Fu Ying's short-sleeved shirts are black and white, but in the end Fu Ying chose a purple printed T-shirt, which looks okay. The pants are black sweatpants, and the shoes are a pair of sneakers.

There is no big mirror at home, so Fu Ying cannot see the effect of her outfit, but if she talks less, the added charm of her temperament should be enough.

The next morning, Fu Ying didn't hear the alarm go off. She had always had good sleep quality. Strangely enough, she was the kind of person who couldn't be woken up by other people's alarm clocks, but could be easily woken up by her own alarm clock. In her previous life, Zhang Zun's alarm clock went off at 5 a.m. every morning, but she was rarely woken up. After being woken up by her own alarm clock, Zhang Zun had already gone to work.

So she was woken up by Fu Ma, who kept calling her in her ear and pushing her from time to time, and only then did she wake up.

Although I don’t get grumpy when waking up, I usually sleep until I wake up naturally during the summer vacation. It’s a bit uncomfortable to get up so early now.

Fu Ying cheered herself up, put on her clothes, took her schoolbag and went to the stove. Fu's mother was already preparing noodles.

I don't know what the breakfast sold on the street is like, but I think I'll have noodles for breakfast these days. When Fu Zhe goes to school, maybe Fu's mother will give him one yuan a day to buy breakfast like before.

Fu Ying didn't want her mother to get up and work so hard to make breakfast, and she couldn't get up for the time being.

After eating egg noodles, Fu Ying prepared to go out, and she took an umbrella with her. Although her schoolbag was already heavy enough, Fu Ying had the impression that Yunnan Province often had sun showers, which were really the kind where it was sunny and raining at the same time. If she didn't have an umbrella, she would definitely get wet. Another reason was that her hometown was located on a plateau, and the ultraviolet rays were very strong.

If it was just a tan, Fu Ying wouldn't be that nervous. The strong ultraviolet rays in the plateau penetrate deep into the skin, and it will take more than one or two years to whiten it. In addition, in winter, people stay by the fire to keep warm, which will dry and redden their faces.

Of the last ten locals, nine and a half were plateau red.

A quick search on the Internet shows that it is the kind of plateau red that is common among adults and children in plateau areas. The cheeks are particularly red. To put it nicely, it is called healthy apple muscles. To put it bluntly, it is red with a hint of black, and has a rustic feel.

Fu Ying is not discriminating against this skin color or local characteristics, but for a girl, if she is exposed to this degree of sun, she will definitely get sun spots. Besides, she has heard too many people say that a white complexion can cover up all ugliness, which will affect her appearance and inner self to some extent.

So Fu Ying wants to alleviate this situation. If after her efforts, she still has plateau redness, it doesn’t matter. It is a regional characteristic and she can just let nature take its course.

It was already quite bright when I went out. Occasionally, a few people who looked like students walked by. They were going to school today, and they should be in the first or second year of high school.

Fu Ying waited for Li Xingying at the door for a while, then looked at the time. It was already 7:05, and if they didn't leave now, they would be in a hurry.

After all, it was the first day, and Fu Ying wanted to arrive early.

Before Fu Ying went over to urge them, she heard Li Xingyun yelling at Li Xingying, "Li Xingying, hurry up, if you don't come out, you won't have time to eat!"

When Fu Ying heard this, her eyes darkened. Oh my god, he didn’t even have breakfast, and it was confirmed that he had stepped on the spot.

Let's see if this continues this week. Fu Ying will have to consider going alone. It would be too uncomfortable to wait for people, but it would be difficult to blame others for being late, as it would be embarrassing and making herself feel uncomfortable.

After a while, the two people finally came out. Fu Ying was surprised. How could they eat breakfast so quickly?

"Fu Ying, you're ready now. Come on, come on. I still have to buy breakfast on the way. I'll be scolded by my head teacher for being late on the first day!" He then came over, took her arm and left.

Fu Ying had no choice but to follow her. She could buy breakfast on the way so as not to waste too much time.

The closer we got to the school, the more people there were.

Fu Ying remembers that the school didn’t have dormitories before. Families of students who lived too far away would let them rent houses near the school. Some were families like the one renting from Fu Ying’s house, while others were students living alone. In order to save more money, youth hostels emerged, where six or seven people lived in one room, with bunk beds and a shared toilet outside. It cost 100-200 per person per semester. You can pay the landlord for food, but I don’t know the exact amount. The landlord cooks before the students get out of school, and they eat whatever is available. Some students cook by themselves to save more money, but this is still a minority because of time and shopping.

Fu Ergu's house was rented out for a while. There were three rooms and more than a dozen students. Fu Ying remembered that Fu Ergu even cooked midnight snacks so that the students could eat something before going to bed after school. But later, for some reason, she stopped renting out the house.

Fu's mother also wanted to rent out the house to make money, but there were not many rooms in the house. So Fu's mother had always wanted to build a second floor, also with the idea of ​​renting out more rooms.

In the previous life, after the second floor was built, the middle school had dormitories, and most parents were more confident that their children would eat and live in the school, so there were fewer people renting out. The Fu family did have tenants from time to time, and the rent was not much, but it always made Fu's father and mother a little happier.

There are several breakfast shops near the school, with a wide variety of options, including steamed bun shops, rice noodle shops, and porridge shops. At the roadside stall in front of the school gate, Li Xingying bought two steamed buns. The buns were much bigger than those in Guangdong Province, and they smelled quite fragrant. Fu Ying thought about trying them next time.

When Fu Ying sees steamed buns, she thinks of her uncle's steamed bun shop, where she studied for two years in elementary school. What she always misses is not the school and classmates, but the steamed buns. The steamed bun shop was opened by her classmate's family, and the business was very good, mainly because her steamed buns were big and fragrant. A steamed bun was as big as an adult boy's hand, and the meat filling inside was rich and delicious. In 07, it was sold for 5 cents each, and every time I went to buy it, there were many people queuing up, including adults and students. Fu Ying didn't have a fixed pocket money at that time. Sometimes her uncle gave her some, and sometimes Fu Yu sent her pocket money. Fu Ying saved it and wanted to buy steamed buns to eat.

After that, I never went to my uncle's house again, and I never ate such delicious and big buns again.

After entering the school, Li Xingying ate while walking. When they arrived at the teaching building, the second-year students were on the first floor and the first-year students were on the second floor. Fu Ying said goodbye to her and arrived at the classroom door.

Several students were already sitting in the classroom. Those who were eager to learn sat in the first row, those who didn’t want to be called sat in the last row, and those who didn’t know what to do sat in the middle.

Fu Ying looked around and decided to sit in the last row. It wasn't that she didn't want to study, but she didn't want to be scolded and mad by the teacher. She didn't follow the teacher's instructions, so it was better to sit in the last row. Fu Ying went to the last row near the back. In the last row, she could see the whole class without being watched by others, and she didn't have to interact with others too much. It was also convenient for her to do her own things. In the last row near the window, Fu Ying felt that she was too far away from the class. Although she was not keen on interacting with others, she didn't want to be lonely.

Moreover, the seats should be changed, but I don’t know yet whether it is arranged by the teacher or it is voluntary.

Fu Ying sat down and opened her English book. She had heard that high school English was a little harder than CET-4. If it was really just harder than CET-4, Fu Ying felt that she didn't need to worry too much about high school English. Just listening to the lectures in class and practicing to consolidate her knowledge would basically be enough.

People came one after another, some of them might be classmates from junior high school, and several of them were chatting non-stop.

There was someone sitting in front of Fu Ying. When the class was about to start, someone finally came to sit next to her. It was a girl. She seemed timid and asked her in a low voice if she could sit there. After Fu Ying nodded, she carefully pulled out the stool and sat down.

The head teacher, Tan Hao, also came in, and the class suddenly became quiet. Fu Ying also put down her book and looked at the head teacher and the student in front of her.

After a while, the class bell rang and Tan Hao started talking.

“Hello, students. Welcome to high school. I am your homeroom teacher, Tan Hao, and also your Chinese teacher.

High school is the most important stage in your life. Here you will work hard for three years and use three years of persistence and blood and tears to get into your ideal university.

Many of you were classmates in junior high school and are very familiar with Gumang. A small number of you are from other towns, attended other junior high schools, and some even transferred back from other provinces.

At the beginning of high school, everyone will introduce themselves and get to know each other. At the same time, we will arrange the election of class leaders today. If you are interested in becoming a class leader, you can also tell us your advantages.

Now let’s start with the students at the back door and introduce ourselves one by one to the left.”

Fu Ying was stunned for a moment. Isn't it normal to start introducing oneself from the first row? Why didn't the head teacher follow the routine?

Fu Ying stood up helplessly and began to introduce herself.

"Hello everyone, I'm Fu Ying, I'm from Gumang, I went to primary school in Gumang for a while, but then I lived in other places, so I'm not very familiar with this place, don't ask me anything, I don't understand, thank you."

The classmates in the class were also stunned by her self-introduction, and a few boys even laughed. Fu Ying ignored them and sat down.

The head teacher didn't say anything and called the next student, who was her deskmate.

As expected, Fu Ying felt that she was right to be timid. Her self-introduction was probably only heard by the few people around her.

"Hello everyone, I'm Wang Qiuping, my family lives in a garden, I like Chinese and mathematics, thank you."

Fu Ying heard it, but the students in the front rows craned their necks so high that they couldn't hear anything clearly.

"Classmate, you can speak louder. We will be together day and night in the future. Let go and speak loudly. It's okay."

Then Fu Ying saw that Wang Qiuping's face became redder, but she also spoke a little louder. Finally, the head teacher could hear her and called out her name.

Then came the self-introductions of other students. After listening to them, Fu Ying's biggest thought was that people in Yunnan Province were indeed not very particular about naming, because there were two Liu Bos in the class, and there were several students whose names contained the words "Shuai", "Hao" and "Jie".

Although I didn't see their faces, I still remembered the names of several classmates, such as Yuan Jun, the number one who helped distribute information yesterday, Li Zhihao, who openly said that he loved playing games, and Wang Xueting, who had a bold posture and a rougher voice.

Except for a few students who said they wanted to compete for class leadership, most people just introduced themselves and did not express their opinions.