Courtyard House: Drunk and tipsy, the whole courtyard exposed at the start.

No matter how bad Yan Bugui is, he was still the original owner's Chinese teacher for 10 years and homeroom teacher for several years, and this was during class, so he still had to be given the respect he deserved.

When get out of class ended, Yan Bugui stared at Zhang Dabiao thoughtfully for a long time.

The second class was arithmetic. Zhang Dabiao had taken the college entrance examination, so elementary arithmetic was nothing to him. In one class period, he read through the entire arithmetic book and casually did some mental calculations on some of the exercises.

While he was writing and drawing, the math teacher walked by, grabbed his textbook, and examined it for a long time.

"What a talent! What a genius!"

"Da Biao, you're a genius! You got them all right! Oh no, you got one wrong."

"How did you learn that? Are you out of your mind?"

Zhang Dabiao's lips twitched...

I was 16 years old, and in my future life I'm 30. I finished the entire third-grade math homework and still got one wrong. You call me a genius?

Is this a compliment or an insult?

Zhang Dabiao was so embarrassed!

During the break, he finally couldn't resist and went to the principal's office.

"Principal Feng, I want to skip a grade."

"Huh? What grade are you in now?"

"Third grade."

"He's already this tall in third grade?"

"I'm 16 years old this year..."

"..."

"Why is someone who is 16 years old still in the third grade?"

"..."

"I am Zhang Dabiao from Class 2, Grade 3."

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, I know! It's Zhang Dabiao, the one who went to elementary school for ten years! He's in Yan Bugui's class!"

"..."

Tired, let's destroy it...

Finally, after Zhang Dabiao voluntarily offered a box of Tieguanyin tea, Principal Feng explained the details of skipping a grade to Zhang Dabiao.

A whole box of Tieguanyin tea!

The principal had never seen so many whole tea leaves before; he usually only drank broken jasmine tea.

It's only 39.9 yuan on Pinduoduo!

Hemorrhage!

Actually, it was an order Zhang Dabiao casually placed on his cart before, but he didn't drink it. He usually drinks Mao Feng and Liuan Guapian tea, and he has several different brands of Tieguanyin in small packages. He just drinks whatever tea he has on hand, just to keep himself awake, and he's not picky.

In 1960, educational resources and opportunities were extremely valuable. Skipping grades was seen as a "fast, efficient, and cost-effective" way to cultivate talent, aligning with the prevailing social atmosphere of striving for excellence that persisted even after the end of the "Great Leap Forward" movement. However, this also meant that the entire process had to be handled with great care, ensuring that students who skipped grades not only kept up but also continued to excel, thus not wasting the resources the country had invested in their education.

For a primary school student who wanted to skip a grade in 1960, the "procedures" he needed to prepare were actually:

An impeccable report card, a highly recommended teacher, a grade-skipping exam passed with all one's might, and unanimous recognition from the school from top to bottom.

First, the affirmation from all the instructors;

II. Recommendation from the homeroom teacher;

Third, for all exams with courses, for example, the current "6-3-3" system, only Jingshan Primary School in Beijing is piloting the "5-4 system". If Zhang Dabiao wants to skip directly to the 6th grade and graduate from primary school this summer to enter junior high school, he has to take all the exams in the 5th grade and get a score of 90 or above in each subject.

Fourth, the family background must pass the test. Although Zhang Banxian was often reported and taken to the street office for criticism and education, there was no doubt that the Zhang family were poor peasants.

Fifth, in terms of character, Zhang Dabiao was a simpleton before, but he wasn't a violent madman or a scoundrel, so there's not much of a problem.

Principal Feng gave him three months to prepare. In early May, he could be given a grade-skipping exam. If he passed, he could transfer to the sixth grade. Graduating from elementary school is usually just a formality and not very difficult.

But for the rest, he'll have to fight for it himself.

Zhang Dabiao thought about it and realized it wasn't too difficult.

If Zhang Dabiao can't learn the curriculum for grades 3-345 in just three months, he might as well go and jump into Beihai Park.

I need to review my Chinese language skills, but it shouldn't be a big problem.

I'm pretty good at arithmetic, but I need to learn abacus.

I need to brush up on history and geography; I've forgotten everything from the teacher. I just need to memorize them again.

Of course, there shouldn't be any problem. Just focus on reading the book.

Ideological and moral education, political stance, endorsement;

Sports – my 170cm height isn't for nothing, absolutely no problem;

Music—learning a few songs from this era is a piece of cake;

Drawing—I'm a professional! I'm not even sure if your teacher can beat me!

Manual labor—learning some agricultural and horticultural knowledge is something you can do casually.

With a plan in mind, things can be carried out in an orderly manner. Study hard first, and then go to the teacher for confirmation after you are fully prepared to avoid any mistakes.

When it was lunchtime, the students went to the worker's grandfather to get their lunchboxes.

Hongxing Primary School does not have a dedicated canteen, but the school provides heating services.

After arriving at school in the morning, the students put their lunchboxes into a designated large steamer. At lunchtime, the janitor would bring out the steamed rice, and the students from each class would collect their lunchboxes and then eat in their classrooms or on the playground.

This solves the problem of students not being able to get hot meals at lunchtime, but students have to bring their own vegetables; the school is only responsible for steaming the rice. You can bring your own ration and have it steamed at the school, or you can buy rice directly—4 cents for a serving of 2 liang (100 grams) of rice—or bring your own cornbread and vegetables from home and have them steamed at school. Either way is fine.

But Zhang Dabiao—

I didn't bring it!

forget!

Then a strange scene unfolded: the children were all eating with their lunchboxes in hand, some in the classroom, some sitting on the steps by the corridor, some on the playground... but Zhang Dabiao was dangling his hands in his pockets—he had forgotten to bring his lunch.

He was looking around, firstly to see what everyone was eating, and secondly to see which corner was empty so he could go back to his little nest and get something to eat.

But his appearance scared the children around him, who moved aside while holding their lunchboxes—afraid he would snatch them.

Zhang Dabiao — [...]

Are you guys really that serious?

Do you think it's that bad? A burly man, standing at 1.7 meters tall and seemingly lacking in intelligence, is craning his neck to look at your lunchbox—

Are you scared or not?

Finally, after a long internal struggle, Yan Jiekuang pulled Zhang Dabiao aside.

"Da Biao...Brother Da Biao, why don't you go buy some rice and we can eat it with this dish?"

He opened his lunchbox, and a strong, domineering aroma immediately filled the air, attracting the attention of students from several surrounding classes!

It turned out to be leftover broth from a hot pot meal a couple of days ago. It was a deep red color and contained some large cabbage leaves, shredded meat, sliced ​​mushrooms, and glass noodles...

In their words, this is a "zhe luo," which means a hodgepodge.

But Zhang Dabiao...

Holy crap?

The hot pot broth from the day before yesterday?!

The glass noodles and cabbage have all dissolved!

Why are you still keeping this thing?

And you want to share it with me?

You eat the hot pot, I eat the hot pot broth?

Are you Zhang Jie?

No, wait, it's that we're eating hot pot broth together?

Isn't that too shabby?

Even though one must keep a low profile in this era, Zhang Dabiao still couldn't bring himself to eat this stuff.

Zhang Dabiao was genuinely stunned. He shook his head and said, "I don't want to eat this. I'll go get something to eat in a bit. Don't worry about me."

"But you only have hot pot broth. How are you going to eat if you don't get rice?"

Yan Jiekuang suddenly smiled slyly and said to the chubby boy next to him, "Fat Tiger, would you trade a spoonful of soup base for a cornbread bun?"

"It's oily, salty, and spicy—it's incredibly flavorful!"

Zhang Dabiao was stunned!

Yan Jiekuang—you really are Yan Laokou's son!

It's definitely a family relationship!

Yan, the stingy third son!

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