Uncle Chen Haipeng and father Wang Wenhu's business is still going on, as long as they listen to Wang Qiang's arrangement to end the inverter business in an orderly manner, Wang Qiang has nothing to worry about. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Qiang lived a normal life again, with a school, a small bookstore, and a home (repair shop).

After a summer vacation in the middle, before he knew it, Wang Qiang was already going to enter the first grade.

Today is the day Wang Qiang starts school, and he is very nervous, because today he will meet the most important woman in his life besides his mother and wife.

After Wang Qiang found the class list on the school bulletin board, and then found himself in the list of the third class of the first grade, Wang Qiang breathed a sigh of relief.

For the first time, Wang Qiang was glad that he had not changed the direction of history.

Wang Qiang studied in the third class of the first grade in his last life, and from the first grade to the sixth grade, he has been in the third class of each grade, their school students seem to be a pilot in the country, the textbooks used are different from the previous ones, as Sanqin students use the textbooks of the experimental primary school in Beimeng Province, the whole primary school seems to be a five-year textbook, there is no sixth-grade textbook (the unified textbook of Sanqin Province was restored in the sixth grade). Except for a few students, the whole class has been promoted and has not been divided into classes, and the class teacher has always been the same person (including the sixth grade).

The woman who is important to Wang Qiang is his homeroom teacher Xia Xiaoyun. In the total six years of primary school (except for preschool), Teacher Xia Xiaoyun brought Wang Qiang to graduation from the first grade, and Xia Xiaoyun was also transferred to junior high school to teach after going to junior high school.

When Wang Qiang first started to learn to write in his previous life, his writing was very ugly, and his hand was swollen by the teacher's whipping. It was Xia Xiaoyun who beat Wang Qiang's hand (corporal punishment was a common thing when he was a child, parents would not go to the teacher because of corporal punishment, they were more afraid that the teacher would not care about their children), after school, Xia Xiaoyun called Wang Qiang to his dormitory and put an egg on it, and then touched Wang Qiang's head and said, "You learn quite quickly, but the handwriting is too ugly, a person's words are his other face, and bad handwriting will affect others' impression of you"

At that time, Wang Qiang didn't know much about this, and it wasn't until he grew up that he found that in the era when computers were not popular, the quality of words could affect a person's life, bad handwriting in exams affected scores, and bad handwriting on resumes during interviews affected hiring.

After registering, Wang Qiang sat in the classroom and waited to see his homeroom teacher again. Xia Xiaoyun is not particularly beautiful, and she is a little older than her parents, but she is always warm to her students, and Wang Qiang always feels that Xia Xiaoyun is like another mother in her life, caring and loving herself.

may be because Xia Xiaoyun has taught herself for too long, although in Wang Qiang's memory, although she is getting older, Xia Xiaoyun seems to have always been the same and has not changed.

Xia Xiaoyun is the teacher who has taught her for the longest time, and the current classmates in this class are also the classmates who have studied with Wang Qiang for the longest time.

After graduating from university and living in society for many years, every time I recall the deep friendship between my classmates when I was in elementary school, I always have a special memory.

The class cadres of the primary school are determined by their grades, and because Wang Qiang unexpectedly scored two hundred points in the last exam, he was appointed as the class leader by Xia Xiaoyun. In fact, Wang Qiang is a lazy person, but thinking that the class leader of the elementary school didn't have much to do, he didn't excuse himself, of course, if he resigned, it would definitely cause Xia Xiaoyun's unhappiness.

After appointing the class cadres, Xia Xiaoyun got to know her students by name, and asked Wang Qiang to lead a few classmates to get the books with herself, and after distributing the books, she said a few words and asked the students to go to school on time the next day and let them go home from school. Wang Qiang: Several of the class cadres were left behind by the teacher, and they were also assigned a glorious task to clean the classroom.

By the time he was done, it was already six o'clock, Wang Qiang hurriedly packed up the newly issued books and rushed home with his schoolbag.

When I got home, my parents hadn't eaten yet, and by the time I got to dinner, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

"How do you feel about today's new teacher," Chen Shuying said as she put chopsticks on the dining table.

"It's okay, I didn't feel anything when I first saw it," Wang Qiang said nonsense.

"I feel that this teacher is okay, she knows the results of your class last year, and she should be a very responsible teacher," Chen Shuying said.

Today was Chen Shuying who took Wang Qiang and her sister Wang Jing to the school to pay the tuition, so I met the homeroom teacher of the two.

"That's good", "Wang Qiang, listen to the teacher carefully after you go, do you know?" Wang Wenhu just washed his hands and sat down.

"Knowing my parents, I've always been a good baby," Wang Qiang said cutely.

After eating, Wang Qiang also asked his sister Wang Jing to ask his father to put a cover on their new schoolbag, and the cover was wrapped in reverse with last year's wall calendar. After wrapping it, the whole book looks white, which is particularly beautiful, and the books wrapped by my father are particularly angular, which is what the three brothers and sisters are most looking forward to after receiving the new book since childhood.

Her mother, Chen Shuying, used a pen to write the name of each book on the cover, and then wrote the name of her sister Wang Jing or Wang Qiang.

Putting the wrapped books into the school bag, Wang Qiang basically completed all the things planned for today.

In the following days, Wang Qiang not only did a good student in the eyes of the teacher, but also knew those classmates in the previous life, many classmates in the previous life have long disappeared in Wang Qiang's mind with the passage of time, and they reappeared in Wang Qiang's life in this life, Wang Qiang felt that he should cherish the friendship of his classmates when he was together, and only the friendship in the period of classmates in a person's life is not utilitarian.

The next day, Wang Qiang got up early in the morning to go to school, at that time, the students carried all the textbooks to and from school every day, and the school did not let go of the textbooks, and only after they were older did they bring the books for class every day according to the class schedule.

The entire schoolbag should be three or four pounds, which is bearable for Wang Qiang's current body. After arriving at the classroom, many students have already arrived, and the new school year, new teachers, new classmates, and students are very excited. Wang Qiang found a place against the wall and sat down, watching the students walk into the classroom one after another, and the youthful smiles on their faces, Wang Qiang touched his delicate little face, and said in his heart, "It's good to be young!"

The first class was the class teacher Xia Xiaoyun's class, she brought Chinese, but after being transferred to junior high school, she taught numbers again, I don't know what the reason is.

After class, Xia Xiaoyun did not start the class immediately, but asked the students to go out and line up according to the size of the boys and girls, and then from low to high, one man and one woman went in to row seats, Wang Qiang was of medium height and was arranged in the third row, and the same table was a girl named Yang Xiaojuan.

Seeing that the girl sitting in production drew a 38 line in the middle of the table as soon as she sat down, Wang Qiang felt that there were 10,000 alpacas running over in his heart.

(I went out for a banquet today, and there is only one chapter, sorry)