A good wife should raise her from an early age

School placement is also based on grades.The top 150 are elite classes, the top [-] to [-] are two elite classes, and the rest are ordinary classes.

Song Yuhui was assigned to an ordinary class. Nearly half of the class were children from wealthy families, and the rest were from families with good grades.

Only two-thirds of the students in the class go to self-study. Although the school stipulates that evening self-study is a must, most of the students who choose the school do not like to come to the evening self-study. The school turns a blind eye to this Because most of the school-choice students do not intend to go to university, their parents will eventually let them go abroad.

Therefore, some ordinary classes are approaching the college entrance examination, and only about forty of the fifty students are left to take the exam. There are also some school-choice students who go abroad after the college entrance examination.

Song Yuhui's deskmate didn't come to the self-study. The girl sitting in front was very enthusiastic, talked to him in a low voice, asked him some information, and took the initiative to copy the notes made in class these days for him.

That girl is called Wu Miaohan, and she was admitted.She has good skin, a pretty face, and curly hair.

Song Yuhui understood while taking notes, the girl sitting in front turned around and asked suddenly: "Are you a school-choice student?"

Song Yuhui was stunned for a moment, "What is a school-choice student?"

"It was bought with money."

Song Yuhui didn't know that he had to spend money to buy it to go to school, "I don't know."

Wu Miaohan blushed, "You don't even know this?"

"My brother did all the things about going to school."

Wu Miaohan covered her mouth and smiled, "I think you are so pure."

Song Yuhui was a little embarrassed, always feeling that he was being teased.

"Hey, don't make such an expression, I don't mean anything else, really." Wu Miaohan said with a smile.

Song Yuhui asked tentatively: "If you choose a school, how much will it cost?"

"I really don't know the specifics. I heard people say that the minimum price is [-] to [-]."

Song Yuhui was shocked by the number of [-] to [-], "This, so many."

"For rich people, this amount of money is nothing."

Song Yuhui always thought that it would not cost much to enter the school, but after chatting with Wu Miaohan today, he felt in his heart that he was the school-choice student she was talking about.

After evening self-study at ten o'clock, Song Yuhui called Lin Haoxi under the teaching building.

"Brother, did I choose a school to come in?"

Lin Haoxi was facing the computer over there, holding the phone in one hand and typing on the keyboard with the other, "Why do you ask that?"

"I heard people say today that many of our classes are paid to choose schools, so I want to ask if I am."

Lin Haoxi was afraid that he would feel too much pressure, so he made up a lie, "It's true that you chose the school, but you didn't buy it with money. Do you remember the director who had dinner with us last time? He is Li Yi's uncle. , is the degree he arranged for you.”

What Lin Haoxi said seemed to be true, and Song Yuhui's heart was relieved after hearing it, "So it's like this."

Lin Haoxi on the phone asked, "get out of class is over?"

"Well, just got off."

"I remember that there is a shop not far from your dormitory. If you are hungry, go and buy some supper."

Song Yuhui shook his head, "I'm not hungry."

"Spend what you should spend at school, call me if you don't have enough money, don't save money for your brother."

"Yes, I know."

Song Yuhui returned to the dormitory. There were only four people in the dormitory plus him, and two wealthy families rarely lived in the dormitory.The other three in the same dormitory were admitted in the exam, and after returning to the dormitory, they were still holding books and previewing.

Song Yuhui regretted that he didn't come back with a book when he left the classroom just now.

The next day, fifty students in the classroom arrived.After the flag was raised on Monday, there was a class meeting, and the head teacher asked the newcomer Song Yuhui to introduce himself on stage.

Song Yuhui was a little nervous. When he got on the stage, he said in a green voice, "Hello, everyone. My name is Song Yuhui. I'm 15 years old and I'm from County D in Province H."

The middle-aged female class teacher stood at the bottom right of the podium, and kindly guided him: "Do you have any hobbies, what do you usually do at home? You can share them with your classmates."

Song Yuhui thought for a while, "My family is in the countryside, and I usually help my grandparents with farm work."

There was laughter in the audience, and a boy sitting in the last row laughed exaggeratedly, and said loudly, "So you're a bumpkin!"

The class teacher picked up the teaching stick on the podium and patted the podium, "Quiet."

Song Yuhui's ears turned red, and he couldn't understand why they laughed when they heard him doing farm work.The head teacher said, "Yuhui, sit back first."

Song Yuhui returned to his seat, and then the class teacher took a notebook and talked about the arrangements for this week, and mentioned some precautions for the class teacher meeting last week.

The second class was officially started. The short and fat physics teacher was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, holding a laptop and a textbook in his hands.

Song Yuhui saw multimedia teaching for the first time, secretly lamented the progress of the times, opened the brand new physics book, and made some notes on it.But he still couldn't fully understand the problem of acceleration.

I missed a week of class, and the teacher has already talked about the second chapter of uniform linear motion.Song Yuhui listened carefully and only understood part of it.

After class, he went to read the knowledge in the first chapter, combined with the notes he took in class just now, and slowly understood it.

The third class is English, which is Song Yuhui's blemish.The classmates in the class started to learn English in elementary school, and he only started to learn ABC in junior high school. Even though his English level is the first in his junior high school class, compared with the people in the current class, it is simply a world of difference.

The stylishly dressed female English teacher asked him to get up and read a passage of English. As soon as he spoke, scattered laughter came from the class, and he insisted on reading the passage.

The English teacher also wanted to laugh when he heard his pronunciation, but because he was a good teacher, he held back, "This student's oral English is not very good. You should listen to English more, read more, and pay attention to pronunciation."

Song Yuhui nodded humbly. His junior high school English teacher only had a technical secondary school education, and his spoken English was not very accurate. The school's tape recorder used batteries, and the teacher didn't play it often.Therefore, his oral English can be said to be a mess.

In the fourth class in the morning, Song Yuhui felt frustrated again and again.After class at noon, everyone went to eat, and he was still reading in the classroom.Learn the lessons that have been left behind bit by bit.

Biology, mathematics and Chinese in the afternoon.He is good at Chinese, mainly reviewing biology and mathematics.After previewing the two homework, it was already 01:30, past lunch time.

Class started at two o'clock, and Song Yuhui hurried to the school store to buy a two-dollar bread pad for his stomach.

Because of the preparation in advance, the class in the afternoon was a lot easier, and he could understand most of it.The math teacher assigned a lot of homework, and there was a lot of wailing.

After class, Song Yuhui first went to the canteen to eat.The food in Jinxin Middle School is not too expensive. A fried dish with meat is only three or four yuan, a pure meat dish is five or six yuan, a vegetable is [-] cents, and a piece of tofu is [-] yuan.

Song Yuhui can eat a whole plate of rice with just one green vegetable and one piece of tofu. People in province G have a bland taste, and there is no trace of chili in the dishes, which makes Song Yuhui a little unaccustomed.

Song Yuhui's tablemate Wang Jinzhuo is the team leader of their group. He is responsible for collecting homework every morning and handing it over to the representatives of each class.Wang Jinzhuo asked Song Yuhui to help and asked him to be responsible for collecting the homework of the next students.

During Song Yuhui's morning reading, he collected his homework one by one from the middle position, and when he received it at the end, the classmate was lying on the table, wondering if he had fallen asleep.Song Yuhui patted that classmate on the shoulder lightly, "Student, hand in your homework."

Zhang Weidong looked up, with a rascal expression on his face, "You bumpkin, be quick, don't touch me with dirty hands, or you won't be able to pay for the stain on my clothes."

Song Yuhui was stunned for a moment, he never thought he would hear such a sentence, "I'm just here to collect homework."

Zhang Weidong leaned back on the back of the chair, and rushed out a swear word, "Take your mother!"

I have seen many people like Zhang Weidong in junior high school. They speak swear words and always think that they are the young master of a rich family, lawless and look down on others.He ignored it, turned around and sat back in his seat, and handed over the homework that he had collected just now to his deskmate.

Wu Miaohan turned her head, covered half of her face with an English book, and whispered, "Yuhui, don't pay attention to that person, he's just like that."

Song Yuhui took out an English book from a stack of books on the table, "Well, I know.

When the deskmate Wang Jinzhuo went to the class representative to hand in homework, Wu Miaohan whispered, "I'll tell you something, your deskmate was scolded and cried by him last week, and now I don't dare to ask him to hand in homework."

Wang Jinzhuo had already returned from the class representative, Wu Miaohan immediately pretended to be okay and read, and Song Yuhui also lowered his head and read English.

Back to the dormitory after evening self-study, the phone rang.His mobile phone currently only has two calls stored, one is Song Yuqiang, and the other is Lin Haoxi.

You don't need to guess to know that it was Lin Haoxi who called.

Song Yuhui answered the phone happily, "Brother."

"How was school?"

"very good."

"Did anyone bully you at school?"

Song Yuhui pursed his lips and said, "No, the classmates and roommates are very friendly."

"What are you doing?"

"studying."

Lin Haoxi's tone was rather helpless, "Student, now is the break time, please don't let studying take up your time to enjoy life."

"Brother, I just like studying."

Lin Haoxi sighed on the phone, "I can say hello to you in advance, don't read like a nerd."

"No, don't worry."

Lin Haoxi asked again: "Miss me?"

Song Yuhui replied immediately without thinking: "Yes."

When Lin Haoxi heard the thought word, the corners of her lips slowly curled up, "Hurry up, we can meet tomorrow."

Song Yuhui corrected: "Brother, our school has to make up lessons on Saturday morning, and the holiday is only in the afternoon."

"Take extra lessons in freshman year of high school?"

"Well, the teacher said."

"Making up lessons is illegal. You can call the media or the provincial education bureau to complain. Complain once or twice to ensure that the school dismisses on time."

"Brother, still, let's forget it."

Lin Haoxi smiled on the phone, "Don't go anywhere after school on Saturday, come and find me at school, and I'll show you something."

"Ah."

"It's getting late, go to bed early."