Lin Miao didn't have to write the second part of "Miscellaneous Conversations in the Small Courtyard" in one go.

Passion is important when it comes to long-form writing, but the key is persistence.

After dinner, Lin Miao quieted down, first watched "Gourd Baby" for 20 minutes like a normal child, and then watched "News Network" for half an hour instead of normal, nodding his head while watching, as if he was involved in national affairs. Lin Guorong, who was sitting on the side, was overjoyed when he saw this, and secretly thought that his son had really inherited the mantle of Lao Tzu, and he might be able to enter the central government in the future......

After watching TV, Lin Miao went downstairs to brush her teeth, put water in it, and went to bed early as soon as it was just after 8 o'clock.

There is not much space on the second floor, and there is no separate room, Lin Miao's small bed is next to Lin Guorong and Jiang Ping's big bed.

In his previous life, when he was a child, he would occasionally sleep until the middle of the night and be woken up by the regular shaking of the big bed.

At that time, Lin Miao didn't understand anything, and after waking up in a daze, he continued to sleep with a casual glance.

But things are a little different now.

If you wake up at night, huh...... It's still embarrassing......

Fortunately, Lin Miao has been in good health recently, and she consumes a lot of energy during the day, and she doesn't have the habit of getting up at night, so she basically sleeps until dawn. The biological clock is even accurate to the point that the average eye opening is around 6 o'clock in the morning, and the error before and after does not exceed 5 minutes.

The busy Sunday came to an end as Lin Miao wrapped herself in a quilt into a spring roll.

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A 6-year-old child sleeps for a long time, and Lin Miao can sleep for about 10 hours a night.

When I opened my eyes, it was already dark.

Lin Miao lifted the quilt and turned her head to look at her parents.

When I was young, my parents obviously had a good relationship, and they liked to hug each other when they slept, and they were very affectionate.

Lin Miao didn't wake them up, climbed out of bed, first put on the old earthy sweater that his grandmother had knitted for him when she had nothing to do, and then put on the coat that Jiang Ping ruthlessly bought for him for a few hundred yuan. Dressed neatly, he casually took the 3 yuan that Lin Guorong left him every day from the coffee table, and then put the schoolbag that was still fluttering on his back, and stepped downstairs lightly.

There is no special bathroom at home, and it is more troublesome to brush your teeth and wash your face after waking up in the morning.

First you have to scoop water from the water tank, and then take out the basin, towels, and toothbrushes from all corners of the kitchen. Two days before Lin Miao came back from rebirth, he felt a little nauseous, but now that a week has passed, he has finally gradually adapted to it.

Rinse your mouth, wash your face, and pour the wash into the gutter.

It took about 10 minutes to finish the personal hygiene, but the courtyard was still very quiet.

Among the residents in this area of Tianji Lane, the small vendors who need to make a living in the wet market usually leave before 5 a.m. And the rest of the idle part, the morning time does not matter to them at all, sleeping with their heads covered until noon, and they can skip a breakfast. As for the children who go to school in each family, they usually have to sleep until about 7 o'clock before they get up.

Anyway, Tianji Lane is close enough to the school, and the walk time to Bailifang Primary School and No. 18 Middle School is within 15 minutes.

If you go by bike, you won't even have to go for 10 minutes.

The morning self-study or morning assembly time of the school is generally from 7:30 to 8:30.

Set aside half an hour, enough for the little ones to grind.

Lin Miao listened to the birds in the pre-urbanization era, and when she walked all the way to the school, the sky was already too bright to be brighter.

The school gate, as usual, was crowded with dozens of children who got up early like Lin Miao.

In front of the stalls and shops that sell breakfast, it is even more lively.

After a week, he had become accustomed to his current life, and he didn't feel much at it when he sat down in the dirty noodle restaurant.

Eat breakfast, wait for the door to open, go to the toilet, and go to self-study.

Lin Miao's life is full of rhythm, and it is as regular as a clockwork machine.

This made him feel very comfortable after being mixed in the system for many years.

After arriving at the classroom, Lin Miao continued to stumble on his Olympiad problems.

Of the 700 questions given by Principal Miao, only 300 have been done now. Lin Miao's plan is to tackle the remaining 400 questions within this week, and then free up time for more meaningful writing.

After the weekend Teacher Shan's routine, Lin Miao will do it again, and the situation of card questions will be significantly reduced.

On average, the time to answer each question is basically less than 3 minutes.

After working hard for more than half an hour, the fourth-grade Olympiad workbook in my hand has unconsciously entered the second half of the book.

At this time, the little children in the classroom have almost arrived.

Under Liu Xiuying's tutelage, the discipline of Class 36 is definitely the best in the entire grade. Although it is still not possible to completely eliminate the stupid behavior of individual stubborn bear children, on the whole, the class affairs are running well.

The children who are the best class leaders in the best learning saw that they were almost there, so they consciously took the Chinese textbook and went to the stage to read it.

The other kids, who weren't the best in their studies but were among the best, began to beg other kids for their weekend homework one by one like employees of debt collection agencies, and their faces were full of pride and superiority in the process of shouting.

There are 8 group leaders in the class, and Lin Miao's tablemate Zhang Yaoyao is the group leader of her group.

The little cutie came a few minutes late this morning, and as soon as she put down her schoolbag, she collected the book from the front to the back in a hurry.

Then Lin Miao heard the little children at the back of the classroom shouting and complaining one by one.

But in fact, it doesn't necessarily mean that they don't do their homework, most of the little kids are just following the trend and playing tsundere......

Lin Miao didn't have the troubles of the little children. In the week he had been at school, he had never turned in his homework. Because Liu Xiuying had already received the holy decree of Principal Miao, she completely implemented a stocking policy for Lin Miao and did not make any mandatory requirements. This made most of the little children in the class feel envious of Lin Miao, and at the same time, it also further caused a small number of bear children with brain circuit disorders to be jealous.

At half past seven, the Monday morning meeting started on time.

As soon as the music that has not changed for thousands of years sounded, the children in 36 classes lined up on the playground in 10 minutes with amazing efficiency.

Lin Miao's class was very close to the podium, almost under the principal's nose.

Principal Jin picked up the microphone, and before he could speak, he first showed a smile of unknown meaning to Lin Miao.

Lin Miao was blowing the cold wind, her eyelids jumped, and she intuitively felt that this smile was not simple.

But what Lao Jin said next didn't have much to do with Lin Miao.

The content of the morning meeting is still the same as usual, talking about hygiene, talking about a few small things that happened in the school last week, and then sending out the mobile little red flag, and the "national flag speech" of a certain class of little children is done again, and the precious 40 minutes of life are consumed like this.

"Okay, that's all for today's morning meeting. Please ask the teachers of each class to take the students back to the classroom, and the first-grade students please stay for a while, you don't have to go to the first class today. ”

Before Lao Jin finished speaking, a cheer rang out in the phalanx of the first grade.

But before he was happy for 2 seconds, he heard Lao Jin continue: "Next, a doctor from the district health and epidemic prevention station will come to give everyone a vaccination, and ask the head teacher of each class in the first grade to take care of the children in his class, every child must be injected, and no one must be missed." You can't let your child run away!"

As soon as the words fell, the children in the upper grades of the school began to laugh.

Lao Jin followed up with another sentence: "Lin Miao, you also went to line up with your first-grade classmates!"

At this time, Lin Miao's class was lively, and they laughed so much that they were crazy.

Lin Miao was speechless.

Is it no wonder that human beings are inherently political creatures, and the instinct to reject dissidents is brought out in the womb.

Lin Miao came out of the queue in pain, and followed a first-grade class towards the open space in front of the administrative building.

There are two tables set up in the playground, and the people at the epidemic prevention station have already arrived, just waiting to work.

Lin Miao was last in the class where the injection was first given.

The teachers of several classes followed the team, looking at the prodigy who skipped a grade with curiosity from time to time.

The progress of the injection is not fast, and most children are born with a fear of needles, and they have to do a half-day psychological construction before the needle.

Lin Miao followed the team and walked forward, the closer to the table, the more the children cried.

"Alas...... A child is a child, and he will cry and call his mother when he gets an injection......" Lin Miao muttered in her heart.

About 30 minutes passed, and Lin Miao finally came to the injection table.

Under the watchful eyes of more and more teachers, Lin Miao calmly took off her coat, rolled up her sleeves, and stretched out her arms.

The young man who took the injection smiled when he saw this and said, "You are very brave." ”

Lin Miao replied casually: "It's okay, but did you set the standard of bravery a little lower?"

The young man couldn't help but be stunned, this is what a first-grade child can say?

"Doctor Li, let's fight, this kid is different from other children, it's a prodigy from our school!" said a teacher Lin Miao didn't know.

"Prodigy......" The young man smiled, this explanation is really acceptable.

He quickly tied the rubber belt for Lin Miao, wiped the disinfectant cotton ball, and then smiled slightly and raised the needle.

Under the morning sun of autumn, the needle glows coldly.

Lin Miao intuitively felt that something was wrong, and secretly screamed in her heart: "It's not good, this needle is poisonous!"

But before he could make enough mental preparations, Dr. Li had already taken a needle from his hand and pierced it into Lin Miao's flesh.

The unspeakable pain instantly passed from the arm to the brain.

Lin Miao's eyes widened, the chrysanthemum tightened, and let out a muffled snort.

Should a child's nerve endings be so sensitive?

It's painful, painful, painful......

"Okay, kid, you press this cotton ball and release it after two minutes. Doctor Li pressed the pinhole on Lin Miao's arm and said to Lin Miao with a kind smile. Seeing Lin Miao holding back her tears, she was overjoyed.

What happened to the prodigy? What happened to the prodigy? The prodigy is not a King Kong gourd baby! Can he still be invulnerable?

Under my Lao Li's needle, there is no child who does not cry!

Lin Miao endured the sour nose, tears rolling in her eyes.

I ...... grass This thing certainly doesn't have a nurse's license...... The tactics are too brutal......

Lin Miao strongly doubted the other party's qualifications and level, took a deep breath, picked up his clothes, looked up at the sky, and walked away silently.

Lin Miao slowly moved to the classroom, hoping to hold back her tears before returning to the classroom. But when he walked a few dozen meters away, he saw that he was about to return to the classroom, but a white hand suddenly reached out behind him and grabbed his shoulder.

"Eh, you're crying, I've been waiting for you for a long time, don't bear it!" cried the owner of the hand unscrupulously.

Lin Miao turned her head and saw Xia Lin, a beautiful young lady who taught music.

Nima, what kind of bad taste is this? Is it child sadomasochism?

"Sister, do you have any culture?" Lin Miao replied with tears in her eyes, "I can't bear it because of excessive pain, and the human body spontaneously produces a stress response, I call it tears in pain, not crying!"

As he spoke, two lines of hot tears rolled down.

Xia Lin looked at Lin Miao's little appearance, and she was really cute. So he couldn't hold back his impulsiveness, giggled, took Lin Miao into his arms, rubbed it twice, and laughed: "Little friend, you are so cute!"

Lin Miao, whose whole face was buried in Xia Lin's chest, was stunned at this moment.

The soft touch made his brain a little down.

In his last life, he had always been a virgin......

"Teacher Xia, pay attention to the influence, it's not a kindergarten, is it like talking to a child like this?"

Principal Miao's voice sounded behind the young lady.

Xia Lin playfully stuck out her tongue and forcibly fed Lin Miao tofu before running away irresponsibly in her high heels.

Lin Miao finally came back to her senses from her stunned state, took out a tissue, and wiped her tears.

Principal Miao rarely saw Lin Miao showing a little like a child, squatted down with a smile, touched Lin Miao's head, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"How so...... I understand the people who just cried and shouted Mom. Lin Miao said.

Principal Miao smiled more and more happily.

Every time she listened to Lin Miao, she had to admire this child's language ability.

It's not an exaggeration to say that he is a genius, right?

"Miao Miao, Auntie has good news for you. Principal Miao finally got down to business, "Our school has signed up for this year's district-wide math Olympiad, and I will report your name." The preliminaries are on the 15th of next month, and there is still nearly a month and a half to go. In the next few weeks, you and Teacher Shan will study the 5th and 6th grade topics and try to pass the preliminaries. ”

Lin Miao's eyes were red, and she snorted and said, "Isn't it too urgent?

"It's okay, you're only in third grade anyway, and we have time. Principal Miao smiled like an old fox, "I can't pass the third grade, so I can wait for the fourth grade!"

Fourth grade?

Your sister in the fourth grade!

Lin Miao was very angry at Principal Miao's answer, and protested loudly and resolutely: "I'm not in the fourth grade, and I'm going to graduate next year!"