After writing, Gao Feng took the page with Yang Jingjing's name written on it, and bent the corners of his mouth, inexplicably feeling as if he was a little closer to Yang Jingjing in private.

Gao Feng carefully folded the tracing pages, and took out a delicate and beautiful small red cloth bag from the mezzanine of the schoolbag, which was a peace charm specially given to him when Sun Wu's daughter-in-law went to his house to pay New Year's greetings to his grandfather.

Gao Feng put the page with Yang Jingjing's name into the peace charm, then reached out and patted it with satisfaction, and put the peace charm back into the middle layer of the schoolbag.

After all the homework was collected, Mr. Wu wrote down the individual students who did not hand in the homework, and after severely reprimanding them, he continued the next process of selecting class cadres.

Since the transfer, Yang Jingjing has maintained the first place in the class, the teacher has paid more and more attention to her, and the classmates in the class have become closer to her because of the teacher's attention.

The teacher personally brought Yang Jingjing a second bar symbolizing honor, and Yang Jingjing looked sideways at the brand-new logo hanging on her arm, inexplicably a little excited.

She has two lives together, and this is the first time she has worn a bar, and it is also a second bar.

When he got home in the evening, Yang Xu rewarded Yang Jingjing with 100 yuan in front of the whole family, so that she could keep her pocket money, and the old man Yang was also so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, looking at Yang Jingjing's eyes became more and more loving.

Yang Siyan ate a meal like pins and needles, she glanced at a bar hanging on her arm, and silently pulled the sleeve of her school uniform back.

Before going to bed at night, Zhao Xuefang brought milk to Yang Siyan to the house, and the mother and daughter talked in private.

Yang Siyan complained aggrievedly: "Mom, I've been studying hard, why can't I catch her?"

Zhao Xuefang felt sorry for her daughter, and she was also a little angry Yang Jingjing, and comforted her softly: "It's only elementary school now, what can you see, as long as you study hard, you will definitely be better than her in the future." ”

Yang Siyan's eyes were red: "Can I really surpass her?"

Zhao Xuefang secretly gritted her teeth: "Don't worry, you can." ”

In Yang Jingjing's opinion, the study life of the sixth grade has not changed much, every day is still going to school and leaving school, eating and sleeping, and living a repetitive and somewhat boring life.

In the midterm exam, Yang Jingjing took the first place in the class steadily, and the teacher directly pasted her exam paper on the wall next to the blackboard for all students to observe after class.

During the recess, Sun Cong'an pulled Yang Jingjing to complain: "Alas, I only got fifty-three places in the exam this time, and my dad will talk to me again when I go home." ”

Yang Jingjing could only comfort him: "It's okay, anyway, there is still a year to go to junior high school, and it's still too late." ”

Sun Cong'an wailed: "The problem is that I just want to go straight to the sixth middle school, anyway, the whole class is lifted, why do I have to get good grades?"

After graduating from the sixth elementary school, except for a few students with particularly excellent academic performance, they can be admitted to the city's best junior high school No. 5, and the rest of the students can all go directly to the affiliated middle school No. 6.

Sun Cong'an pounded the table and complained: "I think those of us who don't study well are just to be sparring partners for you who are good at studying, you study hard to strive to be admitted to the fifth middle school, do you think that the final result like me must be to go straight to the sixth middle school to fight so hard?"