After being reborn, I have seven older sisters.

After the family had neatly arranged all the exercise equipment in the backyard, under the back window of Chunsheng's house.

Father Song Mantun turned and glanced at their backyard, saying, "If it rains in a few days, it might be inconvenient for Chunsheng to train in the yard."

"How about this!" Mother Liu Yan'e immediately came up with an idea.

Then, pointing to an open space next to the chicken coop, he said, "We'll have someone build a shed there in the next couple of days and move all the things the kid needs for training inside. That way, even if it rains, it won't stop Chunsheng from training!"

"That's a great idea!" Song Mantun said in full agreement.

Chunsheng listened to his parents' idea and thought it was a good idea. However, he felt a little sorry for them because they were so old and had to worry about such a small thing.

So he immediately said, "Isn't this too much trouble? Finding someone would cost money. Maybe we should just forget about it and train in my own room!"

The mother smiled and quickly shook her head, "Setting up a shed won't cost much, don't worry about it, your dad and I will take care of it!"

Seeing how sensible her son was, Song Mantun was filled with joy. She chimed in to her husband, "Chunsheng, listen to your mother and me on this matter. Besides, when it gets hot, exercising under the shade in the yard will definitely be better than staying cooped up in your room."

Song Chunsheng couldn't go against his parents' wishes, so he stopped saying anything.

In short, whatever decisions parents make now, as long as they are happy, that's all that matters.

After finishing everything, Chunsheng returned to his room and began to organize some of his previous class notes.

Looking at the stacks of notebooks for Chinese, math, history, and other subjects, he felt a sense of both familiarity and strangeness.

On the surface, these notes were written by him stroke by stroke during the first half of his high school years, but in reality, they span half a century.

Therefore, if he wants the knowledge inside to become thoroughly ingrained in his mind again, he still needs to read it several more times.

Otherwise, once the exam starts, the final score will definitely plummet, which will surely scare the substitute teacher and Li Yufeng quite a bit.

"Chunsheng, what are you doing?"

Seventh Sister Song Chunmiao lifted the curtain and walked in.

Chunsheng turned his head and smiled, "Take some time to organize your class notes and see if there's anything that needs to be reorganized."

Song Chunsheng has always believed in the wise saying, "A bad pen is worse than a good brain." He felt that no matter how good his brain was, it was not as good as copying down the knowledge by hand.

Because when you take notes, you can quickly review the knowledge in your mind.

Furthermore, through the muscle memory formed by writing each word by hand, the knowledge can be firmly welded deep into the mind.

Chunmiao picked up the notebook, flipped through a few pages at random, and found that the handwriting was just as messy as before.

He immediately laughed and said, "You've written all these notes so messily, will you even be able to recognize them after a while?"

Chunsheng was taken aback by the question. He was about to say that as long as it was his own handwriting, no matter how long it had been, even if he couldn't recognize it anymore, he could still guess it pretty accurately.

But just as he was about to utter those words, an idea suddenly popped into his head.

He hadn't figured out how to get his seventh sister to start preparing for the college entrance exam ahead of time!

Now, this opportunity has arrived!

Therefore, Chunsheng smiled awkwardly and said, "Sister, I know my handwriting isn't as good as yours, but you can't be so blunt with your criticism!"

Chunmiao was immediately amused by her younger brother's cheeky antics, so she pointed to several other notebooks and said, "Then tell me yourself, don't these words you wrote look like a dog crawling on the ground!"

Chunsheng shook his head helplessly and explained, "I also want to write neatly, but the teacher always speaks so fast in class. If I really write neatly, I definitely won't remember everything."

"It's just like you said. I can still barely recognize the words in this notebook now, but in another year or two, I guess only the notebook will recognize me, and I won't recognize it!"

Upon hearing this, Chunmiao shook her head, then looked at Chunsheng with a serious expression, "So what do you plan to do?"

"What can I do? I'll just leave it for now and deal with it later when I have time!"

"Wait until later... this guy is really..."

Chunmiao was quite angry at her younger brother's words, so she immediately pinched her fingers and flicked him hard on the forehead.

"Oh dear, sis, you hit me too hard! With that blow to the head, I can't recognize any of the words on this notebook now!"

Seeing her younger brother's silly antics, Song Chunmiao was instantly amused and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"How about this, sis?" Chunsheng said, rubbing his forehead and feigning grievance.

"Your handwriting is beautiful. Could you spare just a little time when you're not busy and copy these notes for me?"

Chunmiao listened to her younger brother's plea without showing any surprise.

The two siblings have been very close since childhood. As the older sister, she would never refuse any request Chunsheng made.

Chunmiao sighed softly, picked up the notebooks on the table again, and began to read them carefully once more.

She soon discovered that although Chunsheng's handwriting was messy, it wasn't entirely illegible upon close inspection, but it was unlikely to be read without any difficulty.

Seeing that his sister was watching so intently, Chunsheng didn't disturb her, but quickly started to make plans in his mind.

Nowadays, high schools no longer separate students into arts and sciences tracks; everyone takes all the courses.

However, the college entrance examination is different; it separates students into arts and sciences tracks.

In addition to including politics, Chinese language and mathematics in both subjects, the humanities subject will also include history and geography, while the science subject will include physics and chemistry as a combined subject.

If we make my sister review both arts and sciences, it's not only unnecessary, but it would also waste her precious time.

But whether to choose arts or sciences immediately put Song Chunsheng in a dilemma.

Just then, Chunmiao looked at the chemistry notebook in her hand and suddenly smiled bitterly at herself.

"I used to really like chemistry, but now when I see these chemical formulas, my head just goes blank, like I'm reading some kind of gibberish!"

"Maybe it's because I haven't studied in a long time!" Chunsheng said, trying to smooth things over, as he handed the other two notebooks to his sister. "Would you feel the same way if you looked at history and geography?"

Chunmiao took the two notebooks, but didn't even look at them. Instead, she glared at Chunsheng with feigned anger, "I really want to hit you. How could a Chinese person like me, reading Chinese characters, possibly..."

As Chunmiao spoke, she picked up two notebooks and made a gesture as if she was about to beat up Chunsheng.

Chunsheng laughed loudly and quickly hid behind him.

In an instant, the siblings were chasing and playing around in the house, laughing and joking...