The Demon Monk System from Another World, but I didn't travel through time.

Chapter 58: Being young is good, having a healthy body

As the slogans of student representatives from all classes throughout the year rang out, the teachers and students in the audience applauded together.

Zhang Wuyong was on the stage. After seeing the second class venue below, he kept waving to his mother.

To be fair, I am not a top student but a poor student.

But at this moment, standing on the stage as a student representative, I still feel a sense of pride.

Although he also "hung out" for a while when he was in junior high school.

But the fact is, if the grades are not good, and they can't be improved.

How many poor students are really willing to be gangsters outside?

Every slacker has tried hard to improve his or her grades when his or her grades started to drop.

But either my learning method is wrong, or I really don’t have the talent, so I just can’t improve.

Until you are completely desperate.

Those who are able to improve their results and become dark horses in the middle of the process are often the ones who have really found a learning method that suits them in the process.

Then the harder you work, the better your grades will be, and the better your grades are, the harder you will want to work.

Under continuous positive feedback, learning becomes the greatest interest.

In short, next, let’s aim to do well in the first mock exam.

After the student representatives finished their collective oath, he and Tongtong also stepped down from the platform and came to the square.

"Son, why did you go to the stage too?" Mom walked towards him.

Aunt Zhu was also with her.

Zhu Yuwen smiled and said, "Your mother thought you were being targeted by the school. They didn't even let you participate in the 100-day oath-taking ceremony. She was even planning to go and argue with your homeroom teacher after it was over."

Zhang Wuyong looked at his mother and said, "Didn't I tell you this morning? I'm not with the others in the class today."

Mom raised her hand to hit him on the head: "You didn't say you were going on stage? You scared me."

Zhao Yutong raised her head and said with a smile, "The banner commemorating Wuyong's bravery was delivered by the police station yesterday. The vice-principal said that as a student, one should develop both academically and morally, so he asked him to be a student representative and take the 100-day oath.

"His banner was placed at the school gate this morning."

Zhang Wuyong rolled his eyes: "I feel like Lao Mao is laughing at me."

Ms. Song Mei laughed: "That's fine! That's fine! Whether you can read or not doesn't matter. The most important thing is to be a good person. Son, everyone says you are handsome."

Zhu Yuwen couldn't help but laugh: "Your mother talks the most!"

At this time, the banners for each class had been distributed, and the students gathered in a group to sign on them.

There are also many parents who, when they see their children’s class teacher there, go over to talk.

Zhao Yutong returned to her own class.

Zhu Yuwen saw Mr. Liao, the head teacher of the Hongzhi class, coming down from the stage and walking to the students of the Hongzhi class.

So I walked over and talked to Teacher Liao.

She has always had a very good impression of Teacher Liao.

Since her second year of high school, Teacher Liao has been very caring towards her daughter. Whenever she has any problems, she can call Teacher Liao and they will be solved immediately.

Although I occasionally heard that Teacher Liao’s attitude towards good students and poor students is completely different.

But that obviously had nothing to do with her. As for Song Mei, although she also saw her child's homeroom teacher, she did not surround him like other parents.

Since junior high school, she would just say "Amitabha" as long as the teacher didn't contact her.

Anyway, she had long given up hope on her son's studies.

Soon, the Hundred Days Oath-taking Ceremony came to an end and the students began to return to their respective classrooms.

The parents also left one after another.

In the afternoon, Zhang Wuyong went to the hospital again and had another X-ray examination.

After the X-ray, as usual, I waited for half an hour and then went to the orthopedic clinic again.

At this time, the X-ray film has been uploaded to the doctor's computer.

The orthopedic doctor looked at the X-ray carefully and said in a long voice: "Alas..."

Ms. Song Mei was shocked: "What's wrong, doctor? My son's leg injury is more serious? It won't affect his life, right?
"This kid is such a jerk. I told him to keep using his crutches, but he just wouldn't listen. He's been like this since he was a kid. Now he's got a problem, right? Doctor, is there any way to treat him..."

The doctor quickly waved his hands: "No, no! I was just sighing, young people just recover faster.

"I originally thought it would take at least another ten days and a half months for it to return to normal, but I didn't expect it to heal so quickly. Looking at this film, not only has the bone injury completely healed, but it also feels like the bone density is even better than before.

"Young people of this age are in great physical condition. It's been a while since I've seen such an energetic and resilient patient."

Ms. Song Mei: "Is that so... Then doctor, please stop sighing like that? You almost gave me a heart attack!"

The doctor said, "It's okay now. The splint can be removed... You removed it yourself? Okay! You can go home now. No need to come back for a checkup. Be careful next time. Don't rely on your body's strong recovery ability and get hit by a car again."

Zhang Wuyong: "..." Who would go looking for a car to hit for no reason?
When he left the hospital, his mother said to him, "By the way! Your aunt called at noon and said that the college entrance examination will be held in a hundred days.

"They're planning to have a family gathering tomorrow night, hoping you and your cousin can get good grades in the exam."

Zhang Wuyong asked, "Tomorrow night? Doesn't No. 1 Middle School have evening self-study?"

Mom said, "Tomorrow is Saturday. Shouldn't you have a Saturday night? Your aunt has been saying that. I have no choice but to agree to it for you."

Zhang Wuyong smiled and said, "Okay! It's the weekend anyway!"

Mom said, "How about you bring Tongtong along? Besides your cousin, all your aunt's relatives who are taking the college entrance exam this year will also go."

"That's not necessary!" Zhang Wuyong shrugged, "Tongtong isn't that familiar with them."

He knew that Zhao Yutong didn't like that kind of banquet, not to mention that they were really not familiar with each other.

If he insisted on calling her, it would be bad for her not to go, and it would also be bad for her to go.

That night, Tongtong came to his side to do homework and taught him at the same time.

"Useless!" Zhao Yutong asked while writing the test paper, "Do you plan to attend the evening study session next week?"

Zhang Wuyong looked up: "Evening study? Our school?"

"Yes!" Zhao Yutong asked, "Ah, you went to the hospital this afternoon, so you didn't know yet? Starting next week, all the senior students in our school will also have evening self-study.

"Of course, it is also possible not to participate, but parents must apply to the class teacher. If there is no application from parents, every student must participate.

"If you don't plan to attend evening self-study, ask your aunt to tell your homeroom teacher in advance via WeChat."

Zhang Wuyong asked back, "What about you? Are you going?"

"I don't know!" Zhao Yutong kept writing. "You can go or not, so I'm asking you. If you go, I'll go with you. If you don't go, I won't go either."

(End of this chapter)