After a simple rebirth

To be honest, it seems good to have a proper quarrel to vent your emotions, especially when you win the argument.

When the school bell rang, Fu Ying picked up her schoolbag and walked out of the house like a victorious rooster, then went downstairs to meet Li Xingying.

When I went downstairs, I reviewed the whole incident and suddenly realized that I hadn’t told them that the head teacher would come to visit them during their study session.

Forget it, it’s too late to talk about it now, and not everyone is here yet. Let’s just wish each other good luck tonight.

Fu Ying’s joy disappeared when she returned home. Fu’s mother was not at home, so she knew she had to cook for herself again!

Fu Ying deliberately read a book first and did not cook until six o'clock. When Fu's mother came back and found that Fu Ying had not cooked, she asked her why she hadn't finished cooking so late.

Fu Ying almost laughed out of anger. OK, OK, she is indeed her biological mother. She had anticipated this kind of scene.

The always-loving sauerkraut and bean soup. I cook a pot and eat it for at least a week. The dipping sauce is also what is left over from lunch, and then I continue to eat potato slices. The only fresh thing is the scrambled eggs with onions.

The onions here are fried eggs. The onions are larger local onions with red skin. Fu Ying only cut a quarter of them and saved a little on the eggs, putting four. First, heat the oil, drop a drop of egg liquid in, and fry it into curls immediately, which means the oil temperature is high enough. Then add the larger batch, and turn it over when it is shaped.

The eggs fried in this way are fragrant and plentiful, a bit like the famous fried eggs in later generations. In fact, Dad Fu is the best at frying eggs. He can fry two eggs to make it look like four, but Fu Ying can't do that. She said she only put two eggs in when she put four eggs, and her family believed her. After taking it out, add the onions, fry them until they are cooked, pour the eggs in, add the seasoning and fry evenly.

In fact, this dish is also quite oil-intensive, so Fu Ma watched Fu Ying's movements. But it was very fragrant and went well with rice, so Fu Zhe was very considerate and cleaned the plate. At the end, he even said that he put less salt, which earned him a glare from Fu Ma and a slap from Fu Ying, and he was also happy to be the dishwasher.

Fu's mother asked Fu Ying, "I'm going to the market tomorrow. I'm going to buy some things. Do you want to buy anything?"

Fu Ying shook her head. She went to the market to buy some vegetables and snacks. She had already bought everything she needed. She was not very interested, so Fu's mother would make the orders herself.

Seeing that she didn't have what she wanted, Fu's mother said, "Fu Zhe starts school tomorrow. It should be about the same time as yours, right?"

Fu Ying nodded, "The process must be similar. You have to pay the fee first and then report to the class teacher. I have classes so I can't go with you. You can ask Fu Zhe to ask. He saw the location of the school when he got the textbooks from us last time. It's not difficult to find.

But you'd better call his class teacher tonight to confirm what materials he needs to bring and whether he needs to register and pay in the classroom or the office. Fu Zhe is a transfer student, so he is different from them who start school directly."

Fu's mother nodded, and Fu Zhe also said he understood.

The dinner time today was a bit awkward, so Fu Ying wanted to go to school early to take notes.

I asked Li Xingying and she found out she hadn't eaten yet, so she went to school alone. Halfway there, she remembered that she should change her notebook. Her current notebook is not A4, and when she copied it, there might be too much blank space on the edges, which would not look good overall.

You can only walk a long way to Xinhua Bookstore. Things like A4 printing paper are not sold in general stationery stores without copiers, but Xinhua Bookstore has a more complete range.

When they were almost at the Xinhua Bookstore, Fu Ying subconsciously looked up. The second floor of the roadside shop was a residential building. There was a person standing on the balcony. It was Yuan Jun, who was also looking at him.

Fu Ying felt that this scene was very familiar. In her previous life, many years ago, when she returned to her hometown, she saw a boy in a similar position. He was her elementary school classmate. It was rare that she still remembered him because his appearance had not changed much. She foolishly shouted Yuan Shuai on the first floor and waved to him, but there were so many people around that he seemed not to hear her and did not respond to her.

At that time, Fu Ying thought dejectedly that people might not recognize her as someone who had transferred schools in elementary school, and might have forgotten her long ago, so she decided not to bother others.

I never met him again after that. In fact, I almost forgot what he looked like. I just remember that he had a little bald head and an oval face, and looked like a little monk.

Thinking of the little monk, Fu Ying started laughing. When she came to her senses, she suddenly realized that she was still looking at the second floor. Wasn’t this a smile on Yuan Jun’s face? Could he have misunderstood? !

Fu Ying waved awkwardly, said hello and left, quickly walking into Xinhua Bookstore.

There was a lot of paper in the bookstore, including special paper for drawing, but Fu Ying only wanted to buy printing paper, which was cheap in large quantities.

A friend taught her how to buy printing paper. At that time, she was always thinking about buying notebooks to copy things, and she couldn't help but buy a nice new notebook. Seeing her like this, her friend bought her two packs of A4 printing and copying paper and let her use them as she pleased.

It’s no secret that these two books of printing paper are really durable. She is still using them after several years. She was reluctant to throw away such good paper even when she moved, and there was still half a pack left before her rebirth.

Online shopping is not popular now, and express delivery is not available, otherwise it would be so convenient for her to buy it directly online. A pack should only cost twenty or thirty yuan online.

After a round of shopping, she found loose copies but no whole copies. She asked the clerk if they were available in unopened packages. A package cost 35 yuan. Fu Ying's heart was bleeding, but she had to buy it. Regardless of whether the school would copy it or not, she would definitely need it for her own study. She liked to write on pure white paper.

Holding the printing paper, Fu Ying walked to school. When she returned to the classroom, there was still a long time before the evening self-study class. Fu Ying was torn between continuing to copy the new key points and transcribing last night's notes. She decided to transcribing first, as transcribing was less brain-intensive and faster.

Amid the noisy crowd, the evening study bell rang. Some students had not yet quieted down, but as soon as the head teacher came in, everything suddenly became quiet.

"Why, are you surprised to see me, classmates? I swapped evening study sessions with my math teacher, so he'll be my teacher tomorrow."

Fu Ying lowered her head. She didn’t mean to keep silent about it. She just forgot.

The head teacher asked students to take out the essays distributed in the afternoon and began to comment on the students' first essay.

"I have read the essays you wrote yesterday. They were all well written and submitted on time. I am very pleased that you all have a positive attitude towards learning.

But at the same time, some students need to pay attention to checking. Several students' essays still have basic typos, such as not distinguishing the land. This mistake is made by more than one person. We are all in the first grade of high school, and we are still in the key class of the first grade of high school. We should pay more attention to our own studies.

What if students from other classes take our composition as a reference and see that there are many typos? Is this the level of the key class in the first grade of high school? Not so good!

Isn't this a discredit to our class? How can this be the true level of our classmates? We were selected from so many people, how can we be bad? How can we always make typos? I believe in your ability and I believe you will definitely correct it, right? "

"Yes!" Everyone answered in unison, with a few students answering loudly, probably because they were among the ones who made mistakes.

The head teacher nodded and said, "This time, several students wrote very well. Let's appreciate and analyze what is good about their essays.

First is Zhou Qingtong. Her idea is very good. She recalls her feelings on the first day of elementary school and the feelings on the first day of high school, and then extends to the growth and responsibility of high school students. However, if Zhou Qingtong pays more attention to the ending and emphasizes the topic, it will be more perfect to return to your first day and feelings.

Then there is Fu Ying. She used the phrase "seeing the big from the small" very well. She brought out the country's support for education from her mother's sigh and her own feeling of the improvement of the campus. This step-by-step approach is worth learning from. However, Fu Ying also has a problem. The beginning and the end are very good, but the middle is not full enough. Your composition is mainly narrative, but your characters and events are not highlighted. You should pay attention to combining the six elements of narrative to make your article more exciting. "

Fu Ying nodded. Indeed, she did not pay much attention to the elements of the various literary genres. She had somewhat mixed up narrative and lyrical writing.

Write it down and pay attention to this key point. If she is asked to write a lyrical essay next time, she will definitely lose points if she accidentally writes a narrative essay.

The head teacher continued to comment, "Several students wrote well, but it was difficult to get high scores. For example, Yuan Jun, Wang Xueting, and Liu An, your article ideas and content layout are good, but they are not eye-catching. You can be like Zhou Qingtong and Fu Ying, from the small self to the big self, as long as you expand your intention and highlight the key points, it will be good.

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Although I didn't talk about Fu Ying much later, she also wrote down some key points of the composition, and wrote down the mistakes that other students often made, which might be the problems that I might make next time. And I can't always find a quick entry point to elevate my thoughts, so I'm more stable when I grasp some key points to write.

The first evening self-study session passed quickly as the teacher explained the composition.

Her deskmate actually took the initiative to talk to her, in a low voice, but fortunately they were close enough for Fu Ying to hear clearly. Fu Ying was surprised that the second time her deskmate talked to her was to borrow her composition to read, or to take it out of the drawer and hand it to her.

The second period was when the chemistry teacher came to supervise the self-study. There was no chemistry homework yet, so the students were all doing their own things. Those who had not yet entered the study state were chatting.

Fu Ying wanted to finish organizing the geography materials as soon as possible, so she focused on copying geography knowledge in the second period. According to this progress, if she works harder this weekend, she will be able to organize the junior high school geography knowledge this week.

Fu Ying doesn't plan to copy the content because it is too basic. If she really wants to learn, she can read some books. The basic knowledge can be easily mastered quickly.

After copying all the time and tilting her head, Fu Ying felt her neck was sore after the class. It’s not easy to be a top student! However, looking at the neatly copied study materials, she felt a sense of accomplishment.

When I got home, Fu's mother was sitting and taking a nap. Fu Ying asked her to go back to her room to sleep. She was going to lock the door, draw the curtains, and then take a shower! In Guangdong Province, I was used to taking a shower every day. In my hometown, I sweat less and there is no condition, so I have to endure taking a shower. I happened to run today, so I had to take a shower anyway.

Fu's mother said that she was lazy and troublesome, but she didn't stop her. After taking a shower, Fu Ying lay down on the bed and fell asleep comfortably.