Fu Chu
Yu Shu is a person with mild obsessive-compulsive disorder.
There are always some rough edges on the newly distributed books that have not been cut cleanly. I use a ruler to tear them off, and the sides are neat, so that they are finally not uncomfortable to read.
Xia Qiqi still keeps the hobby she had since elementary school. When she gets a book, she starts by reading the interesting articles at the back.
Chinese teacher Li Wenhua walked in with a mysterious smile, and his shiny glasses looked like two small ultraviolet lamps under the sunlight.
Su Yuekang keenly felt a chill on his back.
Turning his head thirty-five degrees to the left, he saw Teacher Li bending over and watching him unpack a book.
He said coldly: "Don't demolish it for now. After listening to some parents' opinions-"
The students who had been slacking off in the class for two months were frightened by his long tail tone.
"Let's have an opening test today."
He took out a stack of test papers from the old army green canvas bag behind him.
Class representative Liang Huan seized the opportunity and took the initiative to start distributing it.
There was not a single old book in the classroom, and Teacher Li was not afraid of them copying books.
Xia Qiqi raised her head proudly towards Yu Shu. "My mom made me recite my lessons every day during the summer vacation. I've memorized all the ancient Chinese poems and essays from the first and second year of junior high school. I can recite them backwards. Do you want me to teach you?"
She made great progress in her summer study, but Yu Shu didn't slack off.
She took the test paper and filled in the dictation first, faster than Xia Qiqi.
Teacher Li walked around the classroom with his hands behind his back.
In addition to the correct answers, there is another important scoring point in the Chinese language test - characters.
Teacher Li has emphasized many times that you should not use chicken claw-like fonts in exams. The teacher will be tired when grading the papers and will not be able to read them clearly, so it is easy to get low scores.
But after observing today's exam, he found that many people's handwriting was like a pile of feces.
The girls' handwriting in the class is pretty good, even the ugliest one can still be understood by him.
Some boys' faces were dirty and their handwriting was a mess.
Teacher Li collected the test papers and continued to talk about this question:
"How many times has the teacher told me this? Chinese is subjective. The teacher can't even read your handwriting, and you still expect to get high scores? After the high school entrance exam, there's the college entrance exam. If you don't do well, are you going to come and cry to Teacher Li? This year's high school entrance exam has been reformed. Repeaters must pass the unified entrance exam, which is over 100 points higher than the average score. Will you still laugh when you see this score?"
Teacher Li was not exaggerating. In order to ensure the high school admission rate of the graduates, Chuncheng set two score lines starting this year.
The worst high school, No. 29 Middle School, has a gap of 40 to 50 points between the two admission scores.
He mentioned a few names that stood out to him.
"Rao Guang, Su Yuekang, Long Ling... the rest of you go buy calligraphy after school today, and check it for me every day after Chinese class."
Some of those who were called out knew that their handwriting was really ugly, while others insisted that their handwriting had strokes and was not ugly.
Teacher Li knew what they were up to at a glance.
"Long Ling, I know your mother is in the calligraphy association, but your handwriting has a pen tip on every stroke, and you don't pay attention to the spacing. The teacher supports you using this font for Morse code, but you have to change this habit immediately."
Yu Shu had met Long Ling's mother, who looked exceptionally gentle and pretty, but was best at writing cursive script.
As for Long Ling's calligraphy, it was completely his attempt to imitate the sharp pen strokes in the copybook, but he did not miss any stroke, resulting in the words looking like a bird's nest on dry branches, with both sides struggling against each other.
Several teachers teaching today have arranged opening tests, and those who have not arranged tests are also speeding up their classes.
Next to the blackboard, Lao Yi took the countdown stickers he bought and stuck them on the blank space.
There are 288 days left until the high school entrance examination.
The teachers were nervous, but the students still maintained their original pace.
Many people in the class were reading Yu Shu's comics, and some female classmates came over with magazines.
"Yu Shu, can you sign an autograph for me? I really like your princess syndrome."
He Xiuqun has always been particularly fond of gorgeous girls' comics. She asked her relatives from abroad to bring her back a lot of original comics, but those famous authors were still too far away from her life.
Unlike Yu Shu, a peer who is right in front of her.
Xia Qiqi attentively handed over the marker. Yu Shu took the magazine and drew her signature lion head holding a large paintbrush in the lower right corner. This time, she also wrote Xiaoyu on the lion head.
The lion is a symbol of courage and loves to enjoy honor.
Yu Shu hopes she can be braver.
The girls in the class lined up for autographs, which made the eager boys determined. They lined up behind the girls and joined the "meet-and-greet".
Although the protagonists of "The Princess's Genetic Disease" are all girls, its cool skills make it popular among boys as well. Who hasn't fantasized about having superpowers?
Yu Shu quite enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention, it was wonderful.
Lao Yi passed by the corridor and saw a long queue of students from his class waiting for Yu Shu's autograph.
He took a sip of tea and remembered that he had Yu Shu’s autographed comics at home the first time.
Although he felt that these things were too unrealistic, he thought that if Yu Shu became famous in the future, he, as a teacher, might also be mentioned.
He had been fantasizing that many years later, Yu Shu, as an outstanding alumnus, would come back to see him when he was in class.
He shook his head and took a big sip of tea to calm down.
After a few days, the pace of the third grade department finally became tense overall.
The teachers from the school’s teaching and research department went to Heng City for study, and after returning they formulated sixteen regulations.
The three grades of the junior high school do exercises during the morning break, and the three grades of the high school do exercises during the afternoon break.
Morning reading time will be moved forward to 7:00 a.m., and the third grade will have an additional 50-minute self-study class after school...
As such, the pace of Chuncheng No. 3 Middle School was originally very slow, but this year's college entrance examination score line reached a new high.
The high school department has declined significantly, and not many students are admitted to the first-tier universities. If this continues, it will sooner or later fall out of the status of a key middle school.
The junior high school department was also affected and the speed was increased.
Yu Shu later ran drills at No. 17 Middle School for three years and accepted it well.
She later saw that in schools in other areas, students were not allowed to look up during class and could not walk hand in hand after class, just like prisoners in prison.
In comparison, these measures of No. 3 Middle School are not too harsh, at least they respect the students' personality.
But other students still couldn't accept this.
Xia Qiqi followed behind breathlessly, not understanding what studying had to do with running exercises. She pretended to tie her shoelaces and successfully ran away from the team.
The teams of each class were loose and disorganized, and Yu Shu even ran into Lan Xing from Class 8 in front.
He ran very slowly and joined the team of Class 10.
"I have to go to the math competition class at Experimental Middle School this afternoon. You should go home first."
Lan Xing has been participating in various competitions. The results of No. 3 Middle School’s mathematics competitions are not ideal, but Experimental Middle School began to cultivate competition teams in the 1990s.
Students from other schools have to pay a transfer fee to attend the training.
Lan Xing performed very well in the last competition. In order to win a prize, Experimental Middle School invited him to join the competition class for free.
Yu Shu calmed her breathing, which was disturbed by running, and said to him, "So, are you going to have lunch at No. 3 Middle School or Experimental Middle School? It seems like time is very tight."
The pace of Experimental Middle School is special in Spring City, with various exams and compressed rest time, plus various competition classes in the school.
The school only has two small buildings, and the number of students admitted is rare in the city. It is the only school that does not consider the school district, but only the scores of the entrance examination for admission.
"Let's go to Experimental Middle School. My teacher and I will ask for leave and leave early."
He sounded serious when he spoke, but Yu Shu remembered that he had not participated in the competition this year and his family had gone abroad.
I don’t know whether to remind you.
In the leadership stand, the discipline team was blowing whistles and directing the chess pieces again, and Yu Shu shut up.
Run the last lap quietly.
The way back to the classroom was extremely crowded, so Yu Shu simply took Xia Qiqi and Fu Xue to the supermarket in the school.
The cold drink area has everything from high to low prices. Yu Shu doesn't care much about health or not. As long as she thinks it tastes good, she doesn't care about the pigments or additives.
But the owner of the school supermarket thought it was important, so he put those cheap and delicious pigmented drinks at a high price.
Yu Shu couldn't reach it when she stood on tiptoe, so she wanted to call Fu Xue, who was the tallest, to help.
"Do you want this drink?"
The boy's voice was bright, with a hint of youthfulness.
Yu Shu turned her head and saw that the boy was nearly fifteen centimeters taller than her, with long limbs, so it was indeed effortless for him to pick up the drink on top.
"Yes, thank you."
Yu Shu looked at this three-dimensional face and asked him, "Are you Fu Chu?"
Their school had a sports champion, but he only attended Chuncheng No. 3 Middle School for a period of time during his third year of junior high school, and Yu Shu had never seen him.
The next time I knew him was when I saw him playing on TV.
There are many clips of him on the Internet. He has fair skin, three-dimensional facial features, swims like a lion, and has explosive muscles.
The barrage comments are always filled with vicious words.
Fu Chu didn't expect that someone would recognize him. He didn't participate in many competitions, and they were not major competitions.
When he met Yu Shu's eyes, he felt a sense of joy of being affirmed.
"Yes, I'm Fu Chu, a swimmer in Class 16."
He put away his originally nonchalant expression and introduced himself to the girl seriously.
He expected the girl to answer and tell him her name.
The girl, standing sideways, was as graceful as a lotus on the water. Her ponytail drooped behind her slender neck, making her look even more delicate and fair. With a curious thought, she told Fu Chu her name.
"My name is Yu Shu, I'm in Class 10, downstairs from your classroom."
She later learned that Fu Chu was a very carefree and casual person.
Many people are disgusted by his sharp tongue and rebellious character.
Now he obviously looks like a good student.
This was Yu Shu's first time meeting such a public figure. Thinking that she had seen his beautiful body many times, she took out a bottle of the more expensive drink below.
"I'll treat you to a drink. Keep training and achieve better results in the future."
Fu Chu thought she was a fan.
He felt guilty because he hadn't trained well this week.
He took the drink from Yu Shu and swiped the card first when paying.
"I'll treat you."
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