After a long time of thinking, Zhao Hanyun finally confirmed that he really wants to start school tomorrow, and he doesn't want to go back to primary school at all. Of course, he is no longer a freshman, but a sophomore.Two months of summer vacation is always so fast, Zhao Hanyun just think these days are like a dream, and his parents are a little bit unreal. In my memory, my father is always so tired to go home, very hard in the work, my mother, has been busy in the field, has been so dark by the sun, and now my father, all day long is happy to go out, happy to go home at night, my mother did not have the previous haggard, people have become a lot of white. The existence of the little ball reminds Zhao Hanyun that everything is true. Even if the school starts tomorrow, it is true that her homework has not been finished today."Hum, with my IQ, this homework is not difficult for me!" Rubbing his hands, Zhao Hanyun took up the pencil, it is very difficult to describe the earthworm belongs to the first and second grade, the homework is not difficult, difficult in still need to meet Zhao Hanyun's age, handwriting, tone must handle in place, happiness and pain."Mom, can I not go to school?" After finishing her homework, Zhao Hanyun, who was devastated, cried to her mother again that she really didn't need to go back to primary school."No, your task now is to go to school and be a good student! Mom is waiting for you to earn me a good life Yan Jinlan won't admit her vanity at all. She just hopes her daughter can make others look at her with new eyes, especially those people. Hum!If Zhao Hanyun knew what his mother thought, he would only turn his eyes and ignore her. Unfortunately, she didn't know. She had to carry a doll bag to school under her mother's "loving" eyes."Zhao Hanyun, sit here!" When Zhao Hanyun finally found his classroom through his long memory, he just wanted to shamelessly ask the students sitting at the door where he should sit. When he heard a voice calling him, he looked up and found a chubby little girl waving to him. This is Li Li from the same village as Zhao Hanyun. If she didn't call Zhao Hanyun, Zhao Hanyun did not remember that they had been in the same class. No, how can she remember that Li Li was detained in the first grade in her last life? She was not in the same class in the second grade."Why are you here?" Zhao Hanyun suspiciously sitting next to Li Li, still can't help asking his doubts."What are you talking about? Why am I here? Zhao Hanyun, I visited you several times this summer vacation, and you were not at home. My mother told me that you went to my grandfather's house to learn from other people's eldest children. My mother sent me to my aunt's house to teach my cousin a lesson. Look, my cousin beat me! " Li Li pointed to some traces of green on her hands and said, "but my mother is very happy this time. When she went to school, she said that I was told that my grades were not good and I had to retest. If I couldn't do it, I would have to repeat. As a result, I got two 100 marks in the exam!"Under Li Li's complaint, Zhao Hanyun finally understands the truth of the matter. It turns out that it is her butterfly wings that incite her."Well, class is over. Sit down! We'll talk after class later. " Li Li's existence makes Zhao Hanyun a little relaxed. The time between the two people's conversation passes unconsciously. When the bell rings, Zhao Hanyun's conditioned reflex makes Li Li Li shut up and stop talking. This is the habit of accumulating over time.Dong Dong, the sound of fashionable shoes is coming from afar. Zhao Hanyun no longer remembers who his current head teacher is, because in his last life, Zhao Hanyun implemented a grading system based on his grades. His grades changed every year. Of course, the teachers would be different, so in the end, Zhao Hanyun had no deep memory of any teacher, Some of them are depressed in class.As the pace approached, the noisy voice in the classroom gradually disappeared, and it was completely quiet after Yuan Jingyi appeared."Good start, students. I'm your head teacher. My name is yuan Jingyi." Yuan Jingyi turned around and wrote down the three words yuan Jingyi on the blackboard. Zhao Hanyun certainly knew them to this degree, but it didn't mean other students knew them. So the discussion started again in the classroom just after it was quiet. Li Li also turned to Zhao Hanyun and said, "these words are so many strokes. I can't remember them. But the teacher's handwriting is beautiful. "Yuan Jingyi's handwriting is really beautiful. Just like her people, it looks very comfortable at a glance. Zhao Hanyun doesn't remember whether he saw this teacher in his last life, but he must be impressed by such a beautiful and generous teacher."Quiet. I know that the students don't know these words yet, but you will soon learn them. I am also your Chinese teacher. I hope you can study hard here, OK Yuan Jingyi didn't stop the discussion. Instead, she waited for the students to talk about it. This made everyone fall in love with the teacher. She spoke softly and beautifully."Well, students, our main task today is to familiarize ourselves with the rhythm of class. I know that you have just had a long holiday. We are not in a hurry to catch up with the schedule. We will preview the first section of the book today. Come on, take out the books. Let's read them first. " Gentle figure wandering in the classroom, Zhao Hanyun has a kind of feeling that the teacher is not easy to provoke, always feel that the teacher is not simple, I hope she wants more!