Zhao Qi was carrying a newly bought small schoolbag and was reluctantly pulled by Song Xia into the primary school not far from his home.

"Xiao Qi, you have to listen to the teacher in school, and you have to get along with your classmates, you know?" Song Xia chattered to Zhao Qi, who looked impatient.

A week before the start of school, Zhao Qi once again played a scoundrel with his father.

Crying, making trouble, rolling, hunger strike, and almost hanging. But this time Zhao Mu seems to be iron-hearted, no matter how Zhao Qi guarantees or how he loses his temper, he doesn't agree. In the end, Zhao Qi could only carry his schoolbag and came to Yunqichong Primary School and became a "little sun" at 7.8 o'clock.

When Zhao Qi came to the class, most of the students in the class were already sitting on their benches. These children have all been promoted from preschool, so they are basically familiar with them. Although I haven't seen each other for nearly a summer, I got acquainted with each other again after returning to the class for a while.

Looking at the bunch of little radish heads in the class looking curiously at his new student, Zhao Qi once again sighed that his life was bitter.

There are a total of sixteen children in this new first-grade class, plus Zhao Qi, and there are exactly eight desks. At this time, the teacher hadn't come over, and Zhao Qi, who didn't know his seat, wouldn't stand stupidly, so he found an empty seat in the back row and sat up.

Zhao Qi, who was sitting in the seat, felt the curious gazes shooting from all around, and he didn't care, and put the schoolbag into the drawer under the table. Regardless of the little girl next to her, she took out a copy of Hamlet and began to read it. Although most of these children can be regarded as Zhao Qi's classmates when he was a child, many of them still remember their names. But at this time, Zhao Qi, who was full of resentment, was not in the mood to "catch up" with them.

Just when he saw the excitement, a "stand up" brought Zhao Qi back to reality from the world in the book.

"Stand up, hello teacher." Sixteen children, except for Zhao Qi, all stood up and shouted with full anger.

"Nima, I haven't been to school for so many years, and I forgot that there is such a play." Thinking about it, he stood up, but by the time Zhao Qi stood up, all the children had already sat down.

As a result, the whole class stood with Zhao Qi and the head teacher.

"You're the freshman of today, aren't you?" For this class teacher who is meeting for the first time today, Zhao Qi is quite familiar. Her name is Wu Wen, and she is a woman in her thirties who knows her surname well. In her previous life, Teacher Wu brought Zhao Qi from elementary school preschool to the fifth grade, and her own daughter was also in Zhao Qi's mother Song Xia's class. So the two families are very close. Even if Zhao Qi goes to college in another place in the end, every year during the Chinese New Year, Zhao Qi will go to this teacher Wu's house to greet her for the New Year. And Wu Wen also loves Zhao Qi as her own child.

Looking at this gentle but much younger Teacher Wu as in his memory, Zhao Qi nodded gently.

"Okay, my name is Wu Wen, and I'm your math teacher and homeroom teacher. Let's welcome this new student to introduce myself. Wu Wen took the lead in applauding, and the little guys below also followed one by one.

"Okay, just introduce it." Shrugging his shoulders, Zhao Qi got out of his seat and walked to the podium.

Zhao Qi, who was standing on the podium, looked at the pair of big innocent eyes below, Zhao Qi sorted out his thoughts a little, and began to introduce himself.

"Uh, hello, I'm a freshman who just started today. My name is Zhao Qi, Zhao is Zhao of Zhao Qian Sun Li, and Qi is the Qi of Monkey King. Hobbies are in a daze, sleeping, and reading. I hope you enjoy me! After saying the last sentence, Zhao Qi couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Wu Wen looked at this new student who was not absent at all and nodded with satisfaction. Before entering the school, Wu Wen knew that this was the child of Principal Zhao's family in middle school. Thinking that his child would enter middle school in a few years, he thought about taking good care of Zhao Qi when he came in. But I didn't expect that this child was like a little adult, and he didn't look like a six-year-old child in front of so many strangers, which many teenagers can't do.

If Zhao Qi knew what Wu Wen was thinking, he would definitely scoff at it.

"Joke, I'm still nervous about this bunch of little kids, I'm still a mess."

"Thank you, Zhao Qi, for introducing yourself"

"Quack Quack"

"Quack Quack"

In a burst of applause, Zhao Qi returned to his seat.

There are no new classes on the first day of school, basically everyone gets to know each other. Then send out new books, and then talk about some of the main arrangements for this semester, and the slightly more important ones are to assign class representatives, class presidents, and so on.

At this time, there were not as many class cadres as in later generations, a class leader, a representative of the Chinese class, and a representative of the mathematics class also lived together. If you add some study committee, sports committee, labor committee, group leader, etc. Each of the sixteen students in the class will have a title.

There are no so-called class cadres in the preschool before the first grade, so this election has become the selection of class teachers. The rather unfortunate Zhao Qi was appointed as the representative of the mathematics class, and the representative of the Chinese class was a little girl in Zhao Qi's memory, whose name seemed to be Li Han.

Zhao Qi has always been the representative of the mathematics class in his previous life, although he did not go to preschool in this life, but a position still fell on his head, and Zhao Qi has no objection to this.

Then it's time to take the books and hand them out. Chinese, mathematics, nature, society, music, physical education, art, plus a bag of art supplies per person, even Zhao Qi looked at it curiously.

I haven't seen anything in nearly twenty years, so it's pretty fresh.

"Jingle Bell ......"

After the book was distributed, the first class of the elementary school was over. Zhao Qi, who thought it would be very boring, felt good at the moment.

After class, the little kids in the class started to run and play. Kid A poked Kid B, then ran away, and finally after being chased by Kid B, the two kids reversed their roles again. He kept shouting: "Chase me, chase me." ”

Zhao Qi walked out of the classroom and strolled through this small school out of boredom.

Yunqichong Primary School, like junior high school, is the only primary school in the neighborhood. There are six classes in the school, including the preschool, each class has exactly one classroom, plus a teacher's office, and the whole seven houses make up this small elementary school.

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