At half past three, Fu's mother finally arrived home.

Wen Xi greeted Fu's mother at the door with great anticipation, and took the things and shoes, which made Fu's mother smile.

"My mother has already submitted an application to Teacher Quan, and if nothing else, you will receive a new class schedule tomorrow. Hee-hee, the homework in junior high school is not as good as in elementary school, and there is no one at home to give you special counseling, so you have to study harder in the future, you know?" Fu's mother patted her son's shoulder, Hee-hee thought that he had grown up and didn't like to be touched on the head!

"I'll do my best, thank you Mom. Wen Xi nodded again and again, Mother Fu didn't say that he would work hard. For the sake of food and system upgrades, he has to get a scholarship.

On the last night before the start of school, Wenxi rummaged through the cabinets and finally found a fountain pen, which is estimated to have been left here by Xiao Wenxi's father, and the pencil case also said the 150th anniversary of the founding of Beijing Normal University. Wen Xi threw away the pen case and took the pen for himself, ran downstairs to buy a bottle of ink and began to practice hard pen calligraphy.

Of course, all this is to cover up Xiao Wenxi's handwriting. Wen Xi found a few notebooks on the Internet, copied a few large pages in the study with a blank book, and then deliberately put them on the desk to show Fu's mother.

In the evening, Fu's mother of course saw Wenxi's hard pen calligraphy after getting off work, and praised Wenxi's pen calligraphy for making rapid progress. Wen Xi was secretly vigilant, and decided not to show his handwriting in a short time, anyway, there is no homework in junior high school now, so books, workbooks, etc., should be completed in school as soon as possible.

Wen Xi got up early the next day and went out with Fu's mother at about seven o'clock.

"Hee-hee, what are you going to do with the road? Mom will take you to school in an electric car, it's fast and convenient. Fu Qin didn't agree with Wen Xi's suggestion to walk to school, just now Wen Xi said to recognize the road.

"You don't have time to pick me up from school, and besides, it's only a few hundred meters away, a few traffic lights away, and you can exercise by walking more." Wen Xi patiently explained that it was not until five o'clock after school in junior high school, and Fu's mother had already gone to work.

"Then you have to pay attention to safety, do you know? Walk on the sidewalk on the right-hand side, don't cross the road, don't be greedy on the road, don't be greedy on the road, what time do you get to school and your mother can see it?" Fu Qin chattered while walking, and every time she arrived at a traffic light intersection, she couldn't wait to tell all the famous buildings in front of her, left and right, and asked Wen Xi again after arriving at the school.

"Hee-hee, do you remember how we came here just now?"

"Yes. After leaving the gate of the community, turn right, walk along the road to the traffic light intersection, then cross the road to the road on Grandpa Mai's side, go straight, and then go directly through a traffic light to see the school. Wen Xi sighed, and said that Erxing's mother was worried, and when he came to him, it became Erxing's mother worried.

"Basically, then don't be in a hurry when you walk, you know? Don't pass when the green light starts counting down, let's wait for the next traffic light." Fu's mother is still very worried.

"Good. Wen Xi obediently slowed down, and they walked for more than 20 minutes to reach the school after walking more than 800 meters.

Since Fu's mother had already paid the tuition after yesterday's parent-teacher meeting, there were not many things that she needed to stay and do, so the two of them were familiar with the layout of the school, and went to the cafeteria and gymnasium to visit, and Fu's mother went home first.

Wen Xi, who was liberated, instantly ran to the classroom at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, and it was 7:40 in the East Eighth District time.

"Teacher Kwon is early!" There was only one head teacher in the classroom, Wen Xi stood at the door and greeted politely, waiting for Teacher Kwon to nod and agree before entering the classroom, which was also a professional habit left by him before he crossed.

"Wen Xi is early, are you here alone?" Teacher Quan didn't see Mother Fu.

"My mom sent me to school. Wen Xi stepped forward to help paste the seating map, and the two of them were almost done with one question and one answer.

After a while, other class cadres also arrived at the classroom one after another, and most of the parents followed, greeted Teacher Quan, and found the child's seat before leaving.

At half past eight o'clock, the registration of new students officially began, and from time to time, parents surrounded Teacher Quan to ask questions, and they couldn't take care of other things for a while. Wen Xi can only shoulder the heavy responsibility of the on-site commander. Students need to distribute books when they register, so Wen Xi asked the study committee to bring two people to stand by the podium, and wait for the students to sign in to receive the books and sign them; there is no class today, and you can go home after the registration is over, so Wen Xi needs to arrange the cleaning classmates, this was originally Zhang Fang's business, but this brother said that his chalk writing is good, let Wen Xi arrange it and give him the list, so he can write it on the blackboard.

Don't look at the conductor who seems to be very majestic, in fact, Wen Xi is almost annoyed to death, a bunch of little kids can't do that, and he doesn't come to school but as a nanny. But these Wenxi can't say it, so he can only convey all the matters in detail resignedly, what class homework book should be written with a name, the book is better to see if there are any wrong pages, and even the location of the toilet has been told to these children.

After a busy circle, Wen Xi's throat was on fire, but fortunately, Zhang Fang did a good thing, and on the way back from going to the toilet, he saw the classmate in the next class receiving bottled water. Wen Xi hurriedly asked the life committee member to take a few boys to get water, and by the way, he bought some disposable water cups and came back, and the class activity fees were all in the hands of the life committee, but he didn't have to worry about having no money to buy things. Although there is a place to turn on the water in the classroom, there is no cup and cold water at the beginning of the school year, and you can't drink it immediately if you have boiling water.

So as soon as the class bell rang at 9 o'clock, Teacher Quan finally asked the parents to go out and wait, and just wanted to arrange things, only to find that Wen Xi had already arranged the things that should be done, and even his thermos cup was mixed with cold water, and each student had a paper cup on the table, and those who wanted to drink water could pour it themselves.

As for the question of the parents' drinking water, Wen Xi said that he still needs to think about such a big person? Parents must not be able to talk about the water when they see their children sweating profusely and carrying them upstairs.

"This kid is the class leader, not bad, not bad, with a leadership style!" More than one parent standing in the corridor and watching praised Wen Xi, although the first (3) class of junior high school was originally a special class, and there were many children in the leaders and bosses' families, but there were not many parents who could command so many children and make these little emperors obedient.

"Dragons and phoenixes among people!"

"This kid will definitely not be an ordinary person in the future!"

"I don't know if the seats are adjusted once a month, if my own children can sit around the class leader, then the class discipline must be better than that of elementary school!"

Parents have agreed with Wenxi's leadership ability, and the head teacher Teacher Quan also praised the performance of all the students, I have to say that the eloquence of the teacher is good, and the 40 students in the class praised one by one without repeating it, coaxing the children to be excited, and sitting straight with their waists one by one. The parents outside the window were all with the same proud faces, and no one said that the head teacher was too young to hold back, and he wanted to talk to the principal.