Jiang Ling finally ate the carrot, and then returned to the room, looking at the desk full of books, and a planner posted on the wall.

She was very familiar with this schedule, which she carefully customized for her daughter, getting up at five in the morning, reading at half past five, and going to school at seven o'clock, with a full schedule until half past eleven in the evening.

She picked up the foreign language book according to the planner and began to read aloud outside of class, reading and reading, she couldn't help yawning, her eyes were hazy with tears, the book in front of her became more and more blurry, and finally she couldn't help but lie on the table.

I don't know how long I slept, Jiang Ling was woken up by a stern reprimand.

"Sleep, sleep, sleep! You know how to sleep! Have you finished reading the book? Did I get you up early to sleep on your desk? ”

"If you don't look at you for a day, you know you're lazy! What can you do? ”

Jiang Ling was frightened awake, her heart was pounding, she looked at her angry self in front of her, and subconsciously said, "I got up too early, I'm a little sleepy!" ”

"The early bird has worms, and you have already regressed in your studies, what can you do if you don't hurry up?"

"I wake up earlier than you every day, go to bed later than you, did I say sleepy?"

"Then you made up for sleep during the day!" Jiang Ling blurted out that she does get up early and be greedy for darkness every day, but she will sleep for a while when she can't stand it during the day.

"Jiang Ling" looked at her daughter who was talking back and got angry, "You still talk back? I'm tired and tired for you every day, and I can't rest for a while? Don't you just go to school every day? You sit in the classroom every day, am I tired? ”

Jiang Ling opened her mouth, she wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say, yes, she should sleep during the day.

Jiang Ling picked up the book, "I'm sorry, I'll continue to read." ”

"Read what you read! Pack up, I'll take you to school! ”

Jiang Ling: ......

She was a little unhappy, but she felt that she was indeed wrong and should not have fallen asleep, so she didn't say anything, quietly packed her schoolbag, and went out.

In school, Jiang Ling returned to her student days again, and she was still a little excited, she must study hard and be admitted to a good university.

Lesson 1, Mathematics.

Jiang Ling'an listened quietly, in order to better tutor her daughter's homework over the years, she has also learned some of these knowledge points, although she doesn't understand some things, but she can barely keep up.

The classmate in front of her suddenly leaned back, and the already crumbling eraser she had placed on the pile of books fell off.

Jiang Ling didn't say anything, bent down to pick up the eraser, and looked up at the blackboard.

？

No, where is that? She bent over, why couldn't she understand this step?

Don't panic, write down this question and ask the teacher after class.

Lesson 2, Chinese.

Jiang Ling looked at the classical Chinese in his hand and couldn't quite understand it.

It's okay, it's okay, wait for the end of class to look at the classical Chinese dictionary.

Lesson 3, Chemistry.

There are so many chemical formulas.

Well, it's not a big problem, memorize it a few more times after class.

Lesson 4, Physics.

Why are there so many laws?

Forget it, take a look at it after class.

However, there was only a little time after class, which was not enough for her to digest these knowledge points.

Jiang Ling thought that he could watch it when he went home at night, but he was not in a hurry.

Jian Niannian's school was carefully selected by Jiang Ling, the school is strictly managed, and there are many homework, she doesn't understand some knowledge points, and her homework is a little slow.

Jiang Ling finally finished her school homework, and when she looked up, she saw that it was already eleven o'clock, and she hadn't washed yet.

Just as she was about to go to wash, the door was pushed open.

"Year after year, have you finished your homework?"

Jiang Ling nodded, "It's done." ”

Then, she saw herself standing at her desk flipping through her homework one by one.

Syllable!

"How did you just do your homework? Why didn't I write any of those counseling books I bought for you? ”

Jiang Ling sought truth from facts, "I didn't have time to write." ”

"Too late? Why is it too late today? Did you say you were just sitting on this and playing with something else? ”

Jiang Ling shook his head, "I didn't!" ”

"Then you're deliberately not doing it! Do you think that I won't let you do it at this point? ”

"You sit down for me, when I'm done writing these counseling papers, when I'm going to go to bed!"

Jiang Ling was forced to press on the desk, for so many years, no one would force her to do one thing like this, she was sleepy now, and she wanted to sleep.

Jiang Ling wanted to resist and pushed the homework in front of him, but found that he suddenly couldn't control his body.

What's going on?

Jiang Ling sat on the chair and was stunned, she found that she didn't say a word obediently, opened the tutoring book, picked up the pen, and began to write homework.

"That's pretty much it! I'm watching you right here! ”

Jiang Ling looked at his hands, as if he had his own thoughts, writing his homework little by little.

By the time Jiang Ling found that he could control his body, he looked up and saw that it was already one o'clock in the morning.

The self behind him yawned and complained: "It's all because of you that you go to bed so late, I have to get up early tomorrow to make breakfast for you, and I don't know every day to make me worry." ”

Jiang Ling looked at himself who was going out while complaining, and felt that he couldn't breathe.

When she finished washing up and returned to bed, it was almost two o'clock, and sleepiness hit, her head was already a mess, and she soon closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Before he could sleep for a while, the door was pushed open again.

"Get up, get up and get ready for morning reading!"

Jiang Ling sat up and looked at the time, at five o'clock in the morning, she still wanted to sleep, just had this idea, the quilt was lifted, and then she was slapped again.

It's exactly the same as yesterday morning, it's like you're stuck in a loop.

The second day was no different from the first day, but Jiang Ling didn't dare to slack off at all, racing against time during the day to endorse, familiarize himself with knowledge points, write homework, and strive to finish all his homework before twelve o'clock at night.

Jiang Ling was exhausted, and finally understood that learning was not just as simple as sitting in the classroom, maybe some geniuses could indeed do it, but she was obviously not that genius.

Finally came to the weekend, and Jiang Ling thought he could take a break.

On Saturdays, she could sleep until six o'clock, an hour that seemed to her to be precious.

Breakfast.

"Your little test on Friday, I asked your homeroom teacher to correct the paper in advance last night, and the homeroom teacher said that you have seriously regressed this time, what's the matter with you?"

Jiang Ling looked at the breakfast in front of him, and suddenly felt a little tasteless.

"All day long, I don't say anything when I ask you, my grades are not as good as once, I have asked your homeroom teacher which knowledge points you can't know, from today onwards, do more exercises every day."

Jiang Ling wanted to resist, but as always, she lost the right to control her body.

Day after day, today's life is no different from yesterday, she has cut off all social interactions, all entertainment projects, every day is to study and study again, in addition to eating, she also has piano lessons, painting lessons, programming lessons, dance lessons, and her daily living schedule is full, without a little respite.

On this day, Jiang Ling was lying on the table writing a math problem and racking his brains.

"Every year, let's go to practice together tomorrow."

Practice?

Jiang Ling was puzzled, she had registered the piano for her daughter, but it wasn't tomorrow.

"That's it, old time, I'll pick you up at your house!"

Jiang Ling watched her leave in a hurry, a little puzzled, what time was the old time? Is there any secret hidden from her every year?