After a simple rebirth

After arriving at school, everyone went back to class.

Fu Ying remembered that the class was on the sixth floor because they were the only class there.

There are only three classrooms on the sixth floor, which were originally a library and a painting studio. However, because there were too many classes for lower grade students, they were arranged from the fourth to the sixth floor.

Fu Ying sighed inwardly as she climbed the stairs. She lacked exercise. She was already tired enough from work before, and hardly exercised after get off work. Now climbing six floors in one breath was like a death sentence.

She was still panting when she reached the classroom door. The English teacher, who was also the head teacher, was leading the reading. Fu Ying remembered that when she was a student, she had to shout "report" when entering the classroom. She tried to shout it in a controlled voice, and the teacher let her in.

Just as she entered the door, Fu Ying almost stopped. Where was she sitting?

In the third year of junior high school, Fu Ying was like a brick, being moved wherever she was needed. Because many of her classmates went back to their hometowns, the third year of junior high school was divided into key classes, and she became the monitor for no apparent reason. In order to suppress the various classmates who loved to talk and didn't listen to the class, she was constantly changed and had many deskmates.

The longest-time deskmate seems to be Zhang Wei, but as the high school entrance exam is approaching, for the sake of test scores, it seems that those with better grades have been moved forward, and this time my deskmate seems to be Maomao.

I remember Maomao not because of their good relationship, but because she was popular. In junior high school, several male classmates had a crush on her and seemed to write love letters to her. What I remember most is that Chen Weisi, who had a good relationship with Fu Ying, wanted to confess to Maomao, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. He bought gifts and asked Fu Ying to give them to Maomao. Fu Ying didn't care, but Maomao was embarrassed and refused.

Later I thought, Chen Weisi deserves to be single. He is not brave enough to give gifts, so what can we expect from him? And from the perspective of a girl, it is not that Maomao does not like Chen Weisi, but Chen Weisi and his deskmate both want to pursue Maomao. They are the desks behind Fu Ying and Maomao. Chen Weisi is not brave enough to be so close to her, so Maomao rejected both of them.

After the junior high school entrance exam, Maomao returned to his hometown to attend high school. Chen Weisi was in the local area. Chen Weisi also asked about Maomao's news many times. Maomao asked someone to tell him to wait until he got into college. But before he went to college, the two basically had no contact.

At that time, Fu Ying and Maomao were in the third and fourth rows, while Chen Weisi and his deskmate were in the back row. As expected, I found Chen Weisi in the fourth row, and the girl in front of him was Maomao, who was looking at me. The book was standing upright, and her eyes were winking at me, as if asking why I hadn't come over and sit down.

Fu Ying hurried over, took out her English book, and stuffed her schoolbag into the drawer.

I found the same page number as my deskmate and started to read along. The English teacher's spoken English was quite good, and there was basically no Chinese accent in the words. But as I was reading, Fu Ying felt a little sleepy again. Fortunately, classmates came into the classroom one after another to report, which diverted my attention.

After the morning reading, the head teacher asked the students to rest and called Fu Ying to the door.

"Fu Ying, why did your dad suddenly call yesterday to ask about the high school entrance exam?"

Fu Ying is well-behaved standing in front of the teacher. Respect for teachers is engraved in her bones!

"Our neighbor has a kid who is in the second grade of our school. His mother told him to go back to his hometown to study next semester, but he refused to go back and made a scene with his mother. His mother said he couldn't go to high school here, but he didn't believe it. He said that my brother and I didn't go back either, so it was okay for him not to go back. Then his mother came to ask my parents. My parents didn't know either, so they came to ask me. I said I didn't know either, but I heard from my classmates about this, and several of them transferred to other schools and went back to their hometowns."

The neighbor's story was true, but Fu's parents were not found to confirm it. When Fu's parents heard that their family was going to send their child back to their hometown to study, they didn't take it seriously. The neighbor's child was an only child and had been living in Guangdong Province. His parents were here and he got along well with Fu Zhe, so he refused to go back to his hometown. Fu Ying remembered that he returned to his hometown after the semester ended and she never saw him again.

The English teacher's name is Ren Hongmin. She was helpless after hearing this. Students from other provinces have to face this problem, but half of the students in the school are from other provinces. It is difficult for them to recruit students with local household registration, and students with local household registration will not come to this school. "Go back and tell your parents that it's okay, there are still high schools to choose from, or you can go to a technical secondary school and learn some skills. Many graduates work after graduating from technical secondary schools."

Fu Ying nodded and didn't blame the teacher. This was not something she could decide. Even if the parents were told that they couldn't take the entrance exam to a regular high school, some parents would still let their children take the entrance exam here so that they could be taken care of by their children. Parents who were more focused on further education would learn this information in advance and plan their children's study route.

It’s not that my parents don’t care, they’re just blocked from information. This is not their problem at all.