People who are too good are like luminaries just standing there.

Originally, the teachers of the fifth class were still a little unimpressed.

The quality and level of teaching in rural areas are far inferior to those in urban areas, and students' horizons and knowledge are deeply limited.

The dwarf pulls out the general, and the chicken head may not necessarily become the phoenix tail.

But after two lessons, the slap in the face came too quickly like a tornado.

This is not only a chicken head, it can be called a phoenix head.

The teachers of the fifth year class seem to have seen the image of honor coming to them a few months later.

For teachers, it is a matter of pride and fulfillment to be able to cultivate a proud student.

It is not an exaggeration to describe Lin Haihong's special encounter with fragrant dumplings.

Although Yu Feiwan couldn't witness this scene with his own eyes, he probably had a guess in his heart.

This kind of special encounter is not the natural favor of God, but Lin Haihong's own efforts in counting nine cold days, sultry and hot, quiet in the dead of night, and when the world is dark in the early morning.

In other words, this is what Lin Haihong deserves.

Everyone's present and future contain every move in the past.

Thousands of tall buildings rise from the ground, and pies will not fall from the sky.

As soon as the class bell rang, Yu Feiwan didn't care about the curiosity of his classmates, as if he was stepping on a hot wheel, and ran towards the classroom of the third class of the second grade.

Not only is the mother of the child Xing Qianli worried, it is simply going to the next door to borrow a green onion.

At the door of the third class of the second year, Yu Feiwan and Teacher Chen, who had just left the classroom, bumped into each other in the corridor.

"Hello Mr. Chen." Yu Feiwan hurriedly bowed his head to say hello.

Teacher Chen was stunned at first, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly soothed, and the whole person seemed to soften a little, "It's not too late, right?" ”

"Skipped the exam successfully?"

"Well, by luck." Yu Feiwan nodded.

Teacher Chen hooked the corners of his lips, and a slight surprise flashed in his gentle eyes, "Not bad, not bad." ”

"Come to Yu Ping and Yu Fengjiao?"

"Go ahead."

Faintly, Yu Feiwan heard a sigh.

Looking up again, Teacher Chen had already walked past her, and she could only see the graceful back.

Yu Feiwan frowned, retracted his gaze, leaned against the door frame, and saw the two eye-catching positions at a glance, "Pingping." ”

Yu Feiwan whispered.

Yu Ping, who was facing away from the classroom door, turned around suddenly, and her eyes suddenly lit up and became radiant.

Yu Ping's opposite was irritable, scratching her hair, facing the question on the notebook, Yu Fengjiao, who was at a loss, also raised her head, stood up on the ground, trotted and cried, and ran towards Yu Feiwan with a sad face, "It's not late, it's so difficult, it's so difficult." ”

Yu Feiwan looked at Yu Fengjiao's messy head like a chicken nest, and the corners of her eyes twitched slightly.

Yu Guang glanced at Yu Ping, who was relatively calm and peaceful, and breathed a sigh of relief.

This start, for Yu Fengjiao, is hell-level.

For Yu Ping, it is still within the acceptable range.

Yu Feiwan raised his hand and smoothed Yu Fengjiao's messy hair with his fingers, "Everything is difficult at the beginning, let's hurry slowly." ”

"If it doesn't work, go back and find the old textbooks, and I'll make up for you from the first grade."

"Passed?" Yu Ping blinked her big bright eyes, asked with a smile, and before Yu Feiwan could answer, she heard Yu Ping say to herself, "I knew you would definitely be able to." ”

Yu Feiwan learned from Yu Ping's appearance, and also blinked, "If you are wronged and bullied, go to me." ”

"Every four years."

"On the third floor."

Yu Ping raised her eyebrows arrogantly, "Am I like a bullied person?" ”

"Hehe, at noon today, Mom must be very happy to know the news of your skipping grade."

"Then I'm happy, too."

"Go back quickly, just a few minutes, you are still running back and forth in a hurry, be careful when going up and down the stairs, don't stumble, don't step on the air, don't fall, Jiaojiao and I still have to complete the arithmetic problems assigned by Teacher Chen."

Speaking of this, Yu Ping couldn't help but sigh.

"Okay, okay, I'll go back."

Seeing that Yu Fengjiao was really frustrated, Yu Feiwan said with the experience of people who came over, "Most teachers don't hate students who love to ask questions, if they don't understand or understand, let's listen to and ask more, and slowly, those questions that you think are in the way can be solved." ”

Yu Fengjiao nodded without a few words.

Yu Ping waved her hand and smiled brightly.

Yu Feiwan couldn't help but bend her eyebrows, she really wanted to pinch Pingping's soft little face.

Taking a deep breath, Yu Feiwan held back his bad thoughts.

"Then I'll go back."

One step at a time, three times back.

If she doesn't see each other for a day, she doesn't see this class, and she is worried.

3rd floor, stairway.

"Cousin?"

"I wanted to surprise you."

"Are you not pretending not to know?"

4th and 5th grades, both on the third floor.

"Teacher Zhao told me." Lin Haihong's smile is very light and shallow, but there is a feeling that when everything is recovering, the willow tree has faded its winter clothes and pulled out a young bud like a vigorous but warm and silent feeling.

The sunlight leaking through the windows of the corridor was a circle of swaying gold edges.

"You don't ask me why I didn't choose to skip fifth grade?" Yu Feiwan leaned on the windowsill with his arms, felt the wind blowing in through the gap, and said lightly.

Lin Haihong blurted out: "I know the reason." ”

"Fourth grade is good."

Now, he only needs to wait a year before he can go to and from school with his non-evening cousin and become an alumnus of middle school.

"I think so too." Yu Feiwan turned his head and smiled brightly.

"What about you?"

"How's it going to be a new class at a new school?"

Although he knew it in his heart, Yu Feiwan still asked.

Thoughtful children, as long as they are willing to be cared for, will still feel happy.

Lin Haihong nodded honestly, "The teachers are very good to me, and the classmates also take good care of me, and the table I arranged for me is also very helpful." ”

"Everything's fine."

Yu Feiwan raised his chin, "I know." ”

"The sweetness in the teacher's eyes is equivalent to holding Shang Fang's sword."

"The bell is ringing, the bell is ringing, it's time to go back to the classroom."

"I'll be waiting for you at the top of the stairs after school."

Yu Feiwan returned to the classroom, the tall and thin male table, who was lowering his head and racing against time to eliminate the rice cake in his hand, the turbulent posture was very scary.

Isn't that really going to choke?

Yu Feiwan said he was very skeptical.

As it turns out, no.

One bite at a time, the same table is full of pleasure.

Sensing Yu Fei's intently gaze, the same table reluctantly handed Sunge a piece of white rice cake, "If you eat it, you can't tell the teacher." ”

Yu Feiwan sniffed lightly, and the pastries in her palms were still faintly warm, exuding a floral fragrance that she couldn't distinguish, and it was exceptionally sweet.

She didn't admit that she was greedy, and it must be that something in the classroom was particularly tempting, like taking a nap at the desk to fall asleep the fastest.

"You don't eat?"

"It's delicious, you don't eat it."

"You have to be righteous, don't sue." (End of chapter)