Daydreaming About Me: 5. Daydreaming about me
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I don’t know if it was because watching an exciting fight consumed a lot of energy, but Lin Yujing slept very well at night. It was the best sleep she had in the three days she had been here. .
She had no dreams all night. When she opened her eyes the next morning, she was even in a trance. For a moment, she thought she was still in her original home.
She blinked and slowly came back to her senses when she saw the smoke-pink heavy curtains with lace trim and the cream-white **** carpet.
To be fair, Guan Xiangmei actually did a good job on the surface. Before Lin Yujing came over, her room had been prepared for her, and there were even matching plush dolls and several expensive-looking sets. The pajamas look very interesting.
If Lin Yujing had hidden the wariness and alienation in his eyes better on the first day they met, Lin Yujing would probably be able to affectionately call her mom now.
After rolling around in the quilt twice, Lin Yu jumped out of bed. After taking a shower and changing clothes, he went downstairs and had a suffocating breakfast with Fu Mingxiu.
The two of them didn't say a word during this period. When Lin Yujing said good morning to him, he didn't even raise his head. He had a dark face the whole time and didn't even look at her.
Lin Yu was shocked: "..."
Why does her brother seem to be in a worse mood than yesterday?
A man's mind is really like a needle in the sea. You never know why he is unhappy again.
She was too lazy to care. After eating breakfast, she went upstairs to her room. As soon as she entered the room and closed the door, Meng Weiguo called.
Lin Yu sat cross-legged on the bed in shock, looked out the window and answered: "Dad."
"Xiaoyu, it's me." Guan Xiangmei smiled.
Lin Yu was startled and said hello obediently.
Guan Xiangmei responded with a gentle voice: "School will start tomorrow."
"Yes." Lin Yu's startled eyes fell on the table in front of the window. There was a dark thing on it. Lin Yu narrowed his eyes in shock and stared at it for a while.
"I have contacted the school for you before. Mingxiu won't start school until next week. Let him take you there tomorrow."
"Yeah."
Oh, it’s the rice ball from yesterday. I forgot to eat it.
"School is about to start, don't be nervous, don't be afraid."
"Yeah."
Is this the beginning of school or the beginning of the battlefield?
Guan Xiangmei: "If you have anything to do, just tell Ming Xiu. Don't be embarrassed. His school happens to be nearby, so he can usually take care of you."
"..."
Lin Yu raised her eyebrows in surprise, not having any expectations that Fu Mingxiu would take care of her.
"Okay, thank you, auntie." Lin Yu said in shock.
After Guan Xiangmei finished explaining, she hung up the phone. Lin Yujing put down her phone, sat on the bed in a daze for a while, and sighed.
For a stepmother, Guan Xiangmei has done a good job whether she is sincere or acting. At least until now, everything seems to be in place and she can't find any mistakes.
When she started school before, Lin Zhi never cared about her so much.
Lin Yujing threw his phone on the bed, climbed out of bed and went to the floor. He walked to the table and picked up the rice ball. He took a look at the shelf life, which was 0-5 degrees for three days.
She opened it and took a bite. The sour taste of spoiled white rice spread in her mouth.
"..."
So disgusting.
Lin Yu rushed into the bathroom and spit out the rice ball. He rinsed his mouth several times before he felt that the smell was a little lighter. When he came back and looked at the rice ball on the table that had taken a bite, Lin Yu Yu Jing suddenly felt a little sorry for Shen Juan.
It was a waste of the rice **** that a socially delinquent young man bought for her with his remaining tenderness and kindness.
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Although Guan Xiangmei asked Fu Mingxiu to take her to school, Lin Yujing did not think that Fu Mingxiu would really take her with him. Early the next morning, when she went downstairs around the same time, there was no one downstairs. .
Aunt Zhang was in the restaurant. Lin Yu drank a glass of milk and finished the omelette. He picked up a piece of toast and walked out. When he left the courtyard, he saw Lao Li standing by the car, looking down. cell phone.
Lin Yu walked over in shock and leaned forward slightly.
Lao Li hurriedly raised his head. Before he could take back the smile on his face, the screen of his mobile phone unconsciously rubbed against his clothes and said hurriedly: "Good morning, Miss Lin."
Lin Yu glanced around in surprise and paused when he saw the young man's bright smile on the screen of his mobile phone.
She got into the car with toast in her mouth and mumbled back: "Uncle Li."
Lin Yujing’s new school and her new home are not in the same district, and it takes about half an hour to drive there.
At the beginning of September, many schools started school, and it was the morning rush hour for work. There were traffic jams one after another. It was already more than an hour after I saw the gate of No. 8 Middle School. It was blocked on a street outside the school, and there was a sea of traffic in front of it.
She simply got out of the car and walked over by herself. She saw many teenagers and girls in school uniforms riding bicycles past the bicycle lane next to it. The long string of luxury cars blocking the street seemed particularly retarded.
Lin Yu walked to the school gate in shock. He first raised his head to admire the majestic gate of No. 8 Middle School.
Before Guan Xiangmei called her yesterday, she didn't even ask where she was studying for the remaining two years of high school. Now it seems that this school should be pretty good.
At least it looks okay like this.
You enter a small square through the gate, facing a long row of endless street trees. There are several large outdoor basketball courts on the left, and various buildings on the right. I don’t know what they are.
Lin Yu was surprised when he walked to the signpost next to the small square. He walked forward and saw what was probably the main teaching building.
She stood at the door of the four-story concave building, a little confused. She didn’t know if this building was for the second year of high school, or which floor the teacher’s office was on. She happened to turn around and saw a teacher coming out of it. Lin Yujing quickly took two steps forward: " Hello, teacher."
The teacher was an amiable man with Mediterranean hair. He responded with a smile and hurried out.
Lin Yujing said quickly: "I am a new transfer student. I would like to ask, is this the teaching building for the second year of high school?"
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Liu Fujiang is the head teacher of Class 20. Since taking over this class, he has reflected countless times on when he had offended the school management.
No. 8 Middle School emphasizes science over literature. There are ten science classes, six liberal arts classes, and one experimental class. Anyone picked out at random is a famous figure who has won various awards. Anyone picked out at random from Class 10 is also a famous figure. .
Liu Fujiang is in his fifties and teaches biology. He has never been a class teacher in all these years. He doesn’t understand why he became the manager of a group of influential people when he became a class teacher for the first time.
But since you have to do it, you must try your best to do your best. Liu Fujiang believes that there are no children who cannot teach well, only teachers who cannot teach children well, so before the start of school, he watched "Criminal Psychology" for a week "Prison Psychology" and "Being a Qualified Prison Guard - Skills in Guarding Prisoners".
When he heard that a transfer student was about to arrive, Liu Fujiang was still immersed in the beautiful vision of his future education career. He was full of enthusiasm and emotions, and he was preparing to go to the school gate to greet the arrival of the new classmates.
As soon as I left the teaching building, I bumped into someone.
Teacher’s office of the sophomore biology group.
Liu Fujiang looked at her with a smile: "Are you called Lin Yujing?"
Lin Yu nodded in shock.
The girl has not yet worn her school uniform. She wears a white T-shirt, black skirt, and a neat ponytail. She is a pretty girl.
Not like a disobedient problem student.
Liu Fujiang silently pressed the test paper on "The Art of Imprisoning Prisoners" on the table and hid it underneath: "Are you from the Imperial Capital?"
"Yes." Lin Yu nodded in surprise.
"Is it from the attached middle school?" Liu Fujiang asked again.
Lin Yujing continued to nod.
Liu Fujiang smiled and said: "How about the attached middle school? It's not as big as our school, right?" He looked very proud, "How big is our school!"
"..."
Lin Yujing:?
Lin Yu nodded in surprise, like a chicken pecking rice, and echoed: "It's too big!"
Liu Fujiang seemed to be very satisfied with her. He talked about the campus environment and teaching quality: "Although our school is not one of the top schools in City A, it can still be regarded as the key point in the ranking. The quality of teachers and the basic quality of teaching It can definitely be guaranteed. Let me not talk about anything else. Just last year. Do you know what our school’s admission rate was last year?”
"..."
Lin Yu was surprised and curious: "How many."
Liu Fujiang slapped the table: "Ninety-eight percent!"
Lin Yu was surprised: "Wow."
Her reaction brought Liu Fujiang a great sense of satisfaction: "Do you know what our school's admission rate was last year?"
"I don't know."
Liu Fujiang: "Ninety percent!!"
Lin Yu was shocked: "Wow!!!"
The biology teacher at the next table: "..."
Liu Fujiang was very satisfied with the new classmate. He said a few more words and just as the preparation bell rang, he took her to Class 10.
The school bell has not yet rung, and classmates are walking into the class one after another. The corridor of the teaching building is brightly lit, and several boys and girls are playing and running over. Liu Fujiang is in a good mood and raises his voice and howls to the front: "No fighting in the corridor!"
Lin Yu was startled by his sudden voice. Liu Fujiang noticed it and turned his head sideways: "Did it scare you?"
Lin Yujing quickly shook his head: "No, no."
Liu Fujiang smiled: "Okay, then be mentally prepared."
"..."
Lin Yujing was wondering what kind of mental preparation he should make to read a book.
The classroom of Class 10 is at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor. She followed Liu Fujiang into the classroom with an empty schoolbag in her hand.
Lin Yu lowered her eyes in shock. Standing next to the podium, she felt that she understood why Liu Fujiang had just asked her to be mentally prepared.
The school bell rang, and a group of people below were in a mess. The girls were sitting on the table and laughing together. A boy was holding a mop pole and banging it on the blackboard behind and reported: "Who the **** touched my anus?" Tea?!"
Liu Fujiang cleared his throat and said warmly: "What is that? Everyone, please be quiet. It's time for class."
No one cares.
Liu Fujiang is not angry either: "I am Liu Fujiang, and I will be your class teacher from today on. We are about to spend the most precious two years in your lives——"
The boy holding the mop pole in the back made a new discovery, and his anger reached the critical point: "Who the **** threw the thick soup into my chrysanthemum tea!!!"
Liu Fujiang persevered: "——In two years, this is the first time I have been a class teacher. I firmly believe that there are no students who cannot teach well, only teachers who cannot teach students..."
"..."
Lin Yujing always felt that the 98% admission rate Liu Fujiang just mentioned was a lie.
She sighed and stood next to the podium with an empty school bag. She leaned her head quietly and lowered her head as Liu Fujiang began to talk about the mysterious past of her teaching for so many years.
At a certain moment, the classroom suddenly became quiet.
Liu Fujiang's voice sounded particularly clear: "I was still young at the time and had a bad temper. I asked that student why you were late. What do you think he said to me? He said, teacher, I stayed up all night yesterday to make up my homework. , can I still be angry without getting up? What a good boy."
No one spoke, and there was silence below.
Lin Yu raised his head in surprise and followed everyone's gaze to the door.
Chen Juan stood at the door, wearing a school uniform, a white jacket, and black pants. His hair looked a little messy because he hadn't had time to take care of it. His eyelids were drooped, and his voice was hoarse and had a strong nasal voice. : "Hello teacher, I stayed up all night yesterday to make up my homework and was late."