I Am the Sister of the School Grass

As a mother Fang who 'knows' how much her daughter is, she suddenly heard the head teacher praise her daughter so exaggeratedly.

If she hadn't been honed in various social situations over the years, maybe a smiling face would be stiff.

The dean looked at the old Liu, who was very compatible with Ms. Fang, and couldn't help feeling: I was still too young.

I always thought that Lao Liu was still the serious old Liu in college.

Rich and noble can't be promiscuous, don't bow down for five buckets of rice.

How can I think that the ability of Lao Liu to open his eyes and talk nonsense is far beyond his.

The dean followed Lao Liu's words and said, "In this case, Fang Yunyan will be handed over to the seventh class."

Lao Liu patted his chest and assured: "No problem, I will teach students like Fang Yunyan..."

The dean couldn't listen anymore, he interrupted Lao Liu and asked him to take Fang Yunyan to the classroom first.

As for Fang Zheng, he was urged by Fang's mother to study long before the morning reading started.

Lao Liu took a look at the time, and now he is about to read early, so he can introduce Fang Yunyan to his classmates a few minutes after the early reading.

"Fang Yunyan, I will be your head teacher from now on. My surname is Liu, and I teach physics. Come with me."

Fang Yunyan agreed, "Well, Mr. Liu is good."

After saying goodbye to her daughter, Fang's mother stood up and prepared to leave, saying, "I'm sorry."

"You are very kind, ma'am."

Mr. Liu introduced Fang Yunyan about the school's class arrangement while walking.

"The class rank of our school is not the student's performance ranking. Don't think we are in the seventh class. In the final physics exam of the senior one, our class ranks third in the grade on average."

Classification Fang Zheng told Xiao Yunyan before that there are three types of classes in the first middle school.

Hongzhi classes, odd and even classes.

The names of the last two classes are a bit strange, but they are also unique in the first class.

In general, students are divided into classes according to the high school entrance examination scores of all admitted students.

There are only two classes in each grade, and each class has twenty students.

There were forty people in total, and they were basically in the top 100 in the senior high school entrance examination at that time.

Hongzhi Class is a voluntary enrollment, with the goal of being admitted to Qingbei. Not only are tuition and miscellaneous fees free for three years, but there is also a monthly living allowance of 800 yuan.

The remaining top 500 students in the whole grade of the senior high school entrance examination are divided into ten classes according to the principle of parallel classification, with 44 to 50 students in each class.

It is called an odd class.

More than 500 students were also divided into ten classes. called the even-numbered class.

I heard that this is because the school deliberately disregards the key and ordinary classes in order to promote "every student has unlimited potential".

But I have to admit that there is still a gap between the learning speed of the first few hundred students and the last few hundred students.

In order to teach students according to their aptitude, they are divided into odd and even classes.

This is what Lao Liu just said, the class number does not represent the student's grade.

As for why the seventh class only ranks third in the whole grade, it is naturally because there is the Hongzhi class in front.

Fang Yunyan heard Fang Zheng talk about the class classification of No. 1 Middle School, her eyes widened.

Whether it was in her life or before she wore a book, her family was not good, and she never went to a real aristocratic middle school to study, so this is the first time she heard this kind of class arrangement.

Because of this, Fang Yunyan did not dare to slack off in learning.

—The real elite education is not something she can imagine as a top student in the college entrance examination from a poor family.

In many cases, achievement does not equal ability.

Fang Yunyan felt that she was a little nerdy before she wore a book.

With such a good environment in her life, she will definitely work hard to grasp it.

With three minutes left in the morning reading, Lao Liu and Fang Yunyan appeared at the door of the classroom.

The classroom door was closed, Lao Liu opened the back door first, and winked at the Chinese teacher who was standing on the podium reading the endorsement of his classmates.

Most of the students were unaware of this matter and seriously endorsed it.

Only a few tall students in the back row found it.

The Chinese teacher nodded knowingly, and then took the initiative to open the front door of the classroom.

"Okay, let's get to the end of the morning, let's end today's endorsement, let the head teacher say a few words."

Mr. Liu cleared her throat, "Everyone be quiet, our class will welcome a new student today."

He whispered to the other party Yunyan, "You come to the stage to give a brief self-introduction."

Fang Yunyan was not wearing a middle school uniform, but a plain round neck, white short sleeves and a suspender skirt.

A cute ice cream embroidered on the left chest of the short sleeve, pink and white, cute and well-behaved.

The blackboard was clean, Fang Yunyan picked up the chalk, turned around and wrote his name.

Fang Yunyan opened her mouth, her voice was clear and crisp, with some softness unique to Jiangnan, which was very different from the three words 'Fang Yunyan' on the blackboard.

"Hello everyone, my name is Fang Yunyan and I am from Jincheng in the north. I hope you will take care of me in the next two years."

As she bowed slightly, there was warm applause from the audience.

"Damn, we have a beautiful girl in our class!"

"She's even prettier than the one from the third shift last Friday."

"The two are not the same at all. The new classmates in the third class are goblins, and this one in our class is a heavenly fairy."

This sentence happened to be said by the boy sitting in front of Fang Zheng.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a chill in his neck, and thought that the cold air was blowing on his side.

Until his tablemate poked him carefully: "Where did you offend Brother Zheng?"

"Ah? How could I offend Zheng..." He turned his head and saw Fang Zheng's death stare.

"Zheng, Brother Zheng..."

Fang Zheng said coldly, "A new student from the third class?"

When Fang Zheng asked this sentence, Yunyan happened to pass by him.

She went around the back of the class to sit in the third row on the other side.

That is the seat that Teacher Liu just arranged for her.

Fang Yunyan heard this sentence, and his mood was not disturbed.

She has made up her mind to enjoy the time and not get involved in the love entanglement of the hero and heroine.

So, Fang Yunyan didn't hear the second half at all.

"Yeah, Brother Zheng, didn't you see the one wearing the suspenders in the school uniform last Friday?"

The boy's deskmate covered his face, feeling deeply anxious about his IQ.

—Is this a simple question sentence?

As expected, Fang Zheng's next sentence was: "I ask you who is that? I mean, is she worthy of being compared with Fang Yunyan?"

Fang Zheng's deskmate Cheng Li's eyes widened, almost thinking he had an auditory hallucination.

Brother Zheng, who has never understood style, would actually praise girls? !

Under Fang Zheng's intimidation at the front table, he shook his head desperately: "Not worthy! The third classmate Fang Yunyan can't even compare to our classmate Fang Yunyan's hair."

Cheng Li was amused by him, "Which novel did you read this from?"

Fang Fang Zheng, who has never read novels, is very useful for such praise.

He nodded, "Exactly, I think so too."

Cheng Li: "...?"

Old Liu was about to take the papers back to the teachers of each subject, when he was called to a meeting by a phone call.

“What, promoting 5G?”

So he put the paper in a book and went to the meeting.

Fang Yunyan sat in her seat and took out a brand new textbook.

She was at the table with a little girl with a round face, "Fang Yunyan, your name is really nice. My name is Tong Qiu."

"Thanks, your name sounds nice too."

Fang Yunyan pursed her lips, and a shallow pear vortex appeared on her cheek.

Tong Qiu's eyes are bright, "I will call you Yunyan in the future, okay? You can call me Qiuqiu."

"Okay, Qiuqiu."

Tong Qiu is an enthusiastic little girl, and Yunyan will know her birth date and family population in a short while.

Soon before class, Tong Qiu put the timetable in the middle: "This is our timetable for this semester, please copy it first."

Although it is the Internet age, as students, they still have to control the time they use their mobile phones.

Even if the school does not expressly stipulate that mobile phones cannot be brought, students are still very conscious of not using mobile phones.

For something like the timetable, it is probably the feeling of a real high school student.