"Song Jun, have you ever thought about what you want to do in the future?"
Song Jun was taken aback: "What will I do in the future? I don't know, I haven't thought about it."
"Now you can think about whether you want to be an entrepreneur and start your own company, or be an ordinary office worker like most people, or become a doctor, police officer, or firefighter?"
"Sister, do you have any good suggestions? What about you? What do you plan to do in the future?"
Song Jun and Song Jiao looked at Song Xia at the same time. Song Xia sincerely expressed her dream: "I want to be a medical worker. Although you are still young, you can think about your interests and start working towards that goal from now on."
"Does your sister want to be a doctor? But I heard that the admission scores for medical school are very high."
“I know, so I’m trying.”
Song Xia remembered that in his previous life, Song Jun was just an ordinary worker. Although he went to a good university, he had no connections. Most college graduates could only apply for jobs outside, just like he did in his previous life.
However, Song Jun was handsome and attended a prestigious university. Like Song Jiao, he was good at planning for himself. During his university years, he found a girlfriend from a good family. Perhaps because the woman was stronger than the man in that marriage, he always listened to the woman in life, which is why he had the same attitude as Song Jiao of not giving up a penny of the demolition compensation.
Song Xia didn't think there was anything wrong with Song Jiao and Song Jun asking for the demolition compensation in their previous life. It was just that they had clearly agreed that the house was for her to live in her old age, so how did they go back on their word when it turned into money? Moreover, she had indeed sacrificed a lot for them in her previous life, but in the end, they were afraid of getting involved in anything.
Before they knew it, they had arrived home. Song Xia put down her schoolbag and went to cook. Song Jun and Song Jiao now understood why their sister always said that she did more things than they did.
However, they are still young, and they are not capable of doing what their older sister can do now! So the two of them don't feel any burden.
Dinner consisted of only two dishes and a soup, as usual. Song Xia never made complicated soups in the evening because she got back late every day. Today's soup was tomato and egg soup, along with a stir-fried vegetable and a fried fish.
After they finished eating, she left it to Song Jun and Song Jiao to divide the remaining chores. It has to be said that her firm stance in the first few days had an effect; at least now they don't argue or procrastinate over washing dishes and mopping the floor.
After finishing these tasks, the two of them consciously went into the study to study. Looking at the bright lights and clean walls, it seemed that doing their homework would indeed make them feel better.
After two days of exams, Song Xia clearly knew where her weaknesses lay. First, she had forgotten many of the basic formulas, and second, she was not good at applying them flexibly to complex problems. However, she was confident that as long as she had time, she would be able to catch up.
"Song Xia, how do you think you did on the exam?" Her deskmate asked her eagerly the next day when she arrived in class.
Song Xia shook her head: "Except for Chinese and English, I feel that I'm not very good at them. I'll probably be ranked last this time. It would be good if I wasn't last."
Perhaps because her expression was so calm, her deskmate didn't show any sympathy: "Don't be discouraged, there's still more than half a semester until the college entrance exam!"
"It's okay, I'll do my best."
When the report card came out, Song Xia sighed inwardly. Sure enough, only her English and Chinese scores were decent. She got 140 in English and 130 in Chinese. Her other scores in math, physics, chemistry, and biology were just passing. In a regular class, these scores would be acceptable, but in an honors class, they were not good enough. Her total score was actually second to last. The last place was because her essay was off-topic.
Many students in the regular classes have surpassed her in this score. There are only two monthly exams left this semester. If her scores are still this bad in the last two exams, she will be transferred to a regular class in the final semester.
In her past life, she had too much to do to take care of Song Jun and Song Jiao, so she didn't have time to study. When she was transferred to a regular class, she felt a great sense of loss, which led to her getting worse and worse on her tests. In this life, she would never allow such a situation to happen again.
Seeing the subtle worry on her classmates' faces, Song Xia carefully studied the questions she got wrong, and was neither defeated nor ashamed by the score.
The homeroom teacher taught Chinese. She was quite satisfied with Song Xia's Chinese score. The questions were quite difficult this time, and many essays from regular classes went off-topic. Song Xia's score of 130 was among the top in the class. However, when she saw the scores of the other subjects besides Chinese and English, her heart clenched.
So after finishing the Chinese test in the first class, she called Song Xia into her office.
"Even though something happened at home, you must not slack off on your studies, understand? Why did your science score drop so much this time?"
"Teacher, I haven't been working hard enough lately. I promise I won't do it again during next month's monthly exam."
The homeroom teacher looked at her with concern: "Is it really impossible for you to attend evening self-study?"
Song Xia shook her head: "My younger brother and sister are only in elementary school. I have to cook for them when I get back, so I really can't attend evening self-study."
“There’s a difference between studying at home and studying at school. The college entrance exam isn’t far away. Don’t you have any other relatives? Why don’t you talk to them and have your younger siblings eat at their house first?”
"Teacher, please give me a month. If my grades don't improve by next month, I'll try to come to school for evening self-study again."
"I'm worried that you'll be transferred to a regular class after this semester. You need to keep that in mind, okay? You absolutely cannot slack off or be careless in your studies."
"Yes, I know."
When she returned to the classroom, several other subject teachers sighed with regret, but the English teacher praised her.
In fact, in her first life, she only scored 130 in English during her college entrance exam. However, after starting work, she had more business dealings with foreigners, which improved her English to a level almost the same as her Chinese level. As a result, she can now answer the monthly exam questions as easily as a college student writing a primary school student's Chinese test.
However, good grades in Chinese and English alone are not enough; other subjects are the key to differentiating scores.
"Xiaxia, you can actually use energy to exchange for learning spaces and memory potions," Xiaoling suggested. "That would make your learning much more efficient."
Song Xia was indeed tempted for a moment, but ultimately refused: "No, I want to get into my ideal university based on my own abilities. I already know some of the college entrance exam questions, and if I do this, I'll feel even more uneasy."
Yes, having been reborn, she remembered some of the college entrance exam questions, although she had forgotten most of them. But at least she remembered the essay topic clearly, which gave her an advantage. Why would she cheat on time? She wanted everyone to think that she got into her ideal university based on her true abilities.
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