Li Mo's primary school experience in his previous life was a bit complicated, if he continued to develop according to his previous life, he would be in the first grade in the second half of the year, as for kindergarten...... To hell with it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Then when he was in the first and second grades of primary school, he studied in a private school in Sun Village in front of Li Zhuang, the teacher's surname was Wang, and he was a female teacher, surnamed Wang, and he spoke softly, but after a long time, Li Mo couldn't remember what Teacher Wang looked like.

When he was in the third and fourth grades, Li Mo transferred to Nangang Primary School on the side of the road, which was more than two miles away from his home. At this time, there was not much good road, the weather was a little better, but when it rained, the road was muddy, and the few miles back and forth became Li Mo's nightmare.

By the time he was in fifth grade, he was even farther away. Because of the lack of teachers, Nangang Primary School banned the fifth-grade establishment, and Li Mo had to go to the town primary school three miles away to study. Back and forth twice a day. You have to walk twelve or thirteen miles.

Li Mo went to Nangang Primary School this time.

After walking for a while, he also saw his parents at work.

Big collective, labor is happy, it is easy, while working, while chatting.

Someone saw him, but no one noticed, most of the children at his age were crazy and running around.

At this time, he was still young and in poor health, and when he came to Nangang Primary School in one breath, Li Mo was a little out of breath.

He looked at the sun and thought, "It's okay, it's just in time." He went straight to the office, just one office, where several teachers were all correcting homework and grading test papers.

"Hello teachers, I'm going to take the final exam for my second grade. ”

Several teachers were stunned.

After a while, Principal Lu asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Li Mo. ”

"Which village are you?"

"Li Zhuang. ”

"What's your dad's name?"

"Li Guangping?"

Principal Lu turned his head to look at Mr. Zheng, he was from the town, and he was not too familiar with the people of Fangyuan's villages, while Mr. Zheng was from this brigade, and his home was next to Nangang Primary School, so he knew more about the people in the surrounding villages.

Teacher Zheng thought for a moment and said, "It's from Li Zhuang, who moved from Hedong last year. ”

Principal Lu asked again, "Li Mo, how old are you this year?"

In fact, after asking for a long time, this is the point.

"Seven years old. ”

In fact, Li Mo is six years old, and according to the age of five, it is five years old, but the countryside is different from the city, once born, even if it is Chinese New Year's Eve, it must be counted as one year old.

But does it matter if you're six or seven?

In the past few years, ordinary people did not take reading a book at all. Only a few visionary people, like Dr. Chan, would send their children to school. Since last year, the policy has been reversed, and more and more parents have gradually sent their children to school. So a situation was created that when Li Mo was in the first grade, there were still eleven or twelve-year-old children in the class. Being old may not be good at reading, but the very young Li Mo occupies the first place in the class six or seven times out of ten. But when they are big, the fight is terrible, and Li Mo urges sadly......

When he was in elementary school, he was cornered, and in a fit of rage, he picked up a scorn and pierced the nose of his classmate. The teacher didn't ask about the reason, didn't ask about the difference in strength between the big and the small, he only knew that Tubalu from the countryside actually beat the precious children in the town, and immediately called Li Mo's father over and criticized him severely.

Li Mo's honest father didn't listen to Li Mo's explanation, but believed the teacher's words, and after paying for the medical expenses, he beat Li Mo to death. This incident gave Li Mo a profound lesson, when he was in junior high school, he knew that he had "huddled" to protect himself, so where could his grades be better.

Teachers are also human beings, there are good teachers, there are bad teachers, there are snobs, and there are hard-working gardeners, but how could Li Mo at that time understand this truth?

That's why Li Mo decided to skip a grade.

A little smarter than ordinary people, no one is afraid, but genius, will make his peers fearful.

If it weren't for the fear that his performance would be too weird, and worried that he would not be able to explain his reading and literacy, Li Mo would have planned to go directly to a fourth-grade final exam, go directly to the fifth grade in the second half of the year, and go directly to junior high school next year, saving him a waste of time.

It was in this situation that several teachers were a little confused when they heard that Li Mo was going to take the second-grade final exam.

"Why are you taking the sophomore final exam?"

"I know all the knowledge of the second grade, I will go to school in the second half of the year, I want to go to the third grade, I am afraid that the teachers will not agree, so today I will take the test to the teachers. ”

"Examined to show us...... Are you going to do it all?"

"I'm going to have a lot of them in the third grade. Li Mo picked up the third-grade language book, opened it, and recited one of the texts aloud.

"It's really good......"

Several teachers were even more confused.

Principal Lu asked, "Teacher Zheng, where did his father come from?"

"Poor middle peasants. ”

"Poor middle peasants...... Li Mo, where did you learn to read and write?"

"I have an uncle who is a cadre of the brigade on the east side of the river and knows a lot of words. ”

"In this case, then you can take the test. ”

As a teacher, no matter whether it is good or bad, nine out of ten want their students to be very smart, preferably like Li Mo.

"Teacher Xu, do you have any extra papers?"

Teacher Xu is a female teacher, Li Mo knows all these teachers, and they are all good to him, but now Li Mo can only pretend to be stupid.

"Just one more. ”

At this time, the test paper was still mimeographed, and the funds were super tight, so they were reluctant to waste it, and most of them were counted with students' head prints. It's not much, and it's not a big problem, it's just that Li Mo is alone, the teacher can write in the front, and Li Mo can write the answer in the back.

Principal Lu looked at his watch, and it was time for class...... No, it was exam time, he rang the class bell, and there was a panic outside, and more than a hundred children playing ran to the classrooms.

"Li Mo, you go to the second-grade class with Teacher Xu for the exam, by the way, Teacher Xu, move a stool to him. ”

At this time, the school environment is also very poor, the same is a mud-walled grass house, just a little more spacious than the Li family, the other south and north each opened two glass windows, but the windows are not big, when it rains, the light is dim, and the students sitting in the back have poor eyesight, and even the chalk words on the blackboard can not be seen clearly.

In addition, every child who goes to school must bring his or her own bench at the beginning of the school year, and then carry the bench back at the end of the final exam.

In this regard, Li Mo has long been mentally prepared.

He said, "Can you give me a pencil?" ”

There was really no pen, so he asked his father for money to buy a pen, which was to be beaten.

Principal Lu is a person who cherishes talents, and he said, "Teacher Xu, give him a pencil. ”

Teacher Xu came to the classroom with the test paper in one hand and a bench in the other.

The students in a classroom all stared at Li Mo strangely, and Li Mo also looked at them, two grades behind, and when Li Mo was in elementary school, he was not in the same school, so he definitely didn't know them. However, some people have grown up and have dealings with each other, but their appearance has changed greatly, and Li Mo only vaguely identified two or three people.

It doesn't matter anymore, maybe more than ten years later, everyone will sit together to drink and chat, but now, what is the common language?

Teacher Xu found a vacant seat, put down the bench, and said, "Li Mo, you just sit here and take the test." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Xu. ”

"This kid is really sensible. Teacher Xu touched his head and began to distribute the exam papers.

In the morning, the test was Chinese, pinyin interpretation of words and sentences, Li Mo didn't have to worry, but there were also fill-in-the-blank questions, filled in the selected texts in the language class, so Li Mo borrowed his son's primary school textbook from Dr. Chen, and quickly charged it these days, otherwise he really couldn't fill it out, and he forgot it a long time ago.

In addition, there is an essay question, which requires one to two hundred words, of course, it is not strange that only a few dozen words are written, and there are even students who can't write a single word.

Li Mo picked up the pen to answer and write the test paper, and Mr. Xu stood on the side and watched, and the more he looked, the more surprised he became.

She was watching Li Mo's answer papers, and the other students came to the spirit, all kinds of cheating, and Teacher Xu had to shout to stop her.

But after a while, she turned to Li Mo again, because Li Mo began to write essays.

"Morning":

The weather was so nice today, the morning sky was blue, like a sapphire.

I've never seen a sapphire before, but I think even sapphires aren't as beautiful and pure as the sky is now.

The weather was good, the air was fresh, and the birds came to their senses, singing and dancing in the plane tree at the door.

The weather was good, and the parents' mood had improved, and the two were talking with honey-like smiles on their faces.

As for Grandma, she was busy preparing breakfast for everyone. The morning breeze blew and lifted strands of her half-white hair.

The weather was good, and the naughty little sister became active, pestering me to knock the neighbor's wusan fruit with a bamboo pole. Oh my God, the fruit is not ripe yet, half green and half red, and when I think about it, it makes me sour my big teeth.

Dad said, "Xiaomei, you are growing up day by day, you can't mess around with your brother." ”

Yes, we grew up day by day, but I looked at my grandmother's gray hair and clearly saw that my grandmother was getting older day by day.