Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

The teacher who took over the science-focused key class this time is Li Na, the former homeroom teacher of Class 1, Grade 1.

Li Na is the grade head, tall and thin, and He Ziyu has never seen her smile since he first met her.

He Ziyu had run into her in the corridor a few times before, and he could feel her chill even from several meters away. Her aura was on a completely different level from that of Teacher Bao, who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

"Hello everyone, I am your homeroom teacher, Li Na."

Li Na wrote her name on the blackboard with a flourish of her pen.

"Many of you were my students in the first year of high school. I am honored to continue fighting alongside you."

"As for the students who have been newly assigned to this class, I will give each of you a minute to introduce yourselves later."

"But before that, I hope you will listen carefully to every word I am about to say."

Li Na coldly surveyed the room, and only continued speaking when the classroom was completely silent.

"As we all know, Class 1 is a science-focused key class. Unlike other classes where students aim for a second-tier university and strive for a first-tier university, the bottom line for students in the key class is to get into a first-tier university."

"Here, you will not only enjoy better teachers, but the course will also progress much faster than in other classes. Although the pressure is high, the rewards are also great."

As Li Na spoke, she opened the file beside her.

"Last year, all the students in Class 1 of Senior Three were admitted to top-tier universities. Gu Chao even achieved the top score in the city for science and was admitted to Ocean University of China, a top university in China. In other words, as long as everyone can keep up with the majority, it is not difficult to get into a key university."

"But I must also make this clear upfront: if any student's grades drop too drastically in the final exams, they will be transferred according to school regulations."

"I don't want, and I won't allow, for something like this to happen in our class."

Li Na talked a lot, and the atmosphere in the classroom became increasingly oppressive.

He Ziyu had anticipated this kind of high-pressure education.

Although I don't like it, I can understand it.

After all, it's a top class, and the school has high hopes for it. How can they achieve satisfactory results without rigorous training?

……

During lunch break, Jingran and Jiang Nanqiao appeared at the cafeteria entrance right on time.

"Why aren't they here yet?" Jingran stared at the time on her phone, craning her neck to look into the distance.

"Didn't you know that Class One's homeroom teacher is a notorious female devil? Running overtime is a regular occurrence for her." Jiang Nanqiao twirled her long ponytail with her fingertips. "Yao-ge is going to be a senior in high school, so he probably has a lot going on. Right now, it's just the two of us who are free."

"It seems our teacher Bao Bao is the best after all~"

After the class assignments, Jiang Nanqiao and Jing Ran were in Class 5, while the others were in Class 1.

Jiang Nanqiao actually planned to study science, but at the last minute before submitting the application, she had a flash of inspiration and changed her mind to arts.

Fortunately, her family doesn't have any requirements for her to study humanities or sciences. They said she can study whatever she wants and be happy.

So, Jiang Nanqiao casually and freely chose an option that would make her "happy".

"Speaking of which, Qiaoqiao, I really didn't expect you to choose humanities. I was already prepared to be alone forever." Jingran kicked at the stones under her feet. "I was super excited when I found out you were studying humanities, especially since we're in the same class. It'll be easier to copy each other's homework in the future."

"Dream on." Jiang Nanqiao rolled her eyes at him. "I promised Ayu I'd keep a close eye on your studies. Letting you copy my homework would be aiding and abetting him, wouldn't it? How about this, I'll give you half an hour of extra tutoring every day after school, just to explain the questions you didn't understand that day..."

Upon hearing this, Jingran was so frightened that she waved her hands repeatedly, "Fine, fine, I won't copy it anymore..."

Jiang Nanqiao: "Look at your behavior!"

Ten minutes later, everyone else had finally arrived.

After a summer break, although everyone is still sitting at the same table eating, they all have different new identities.

"Ah Yu, Ah Yu, tell me quickly what your class is like?" Jing Ran kept grabbing He Ziyu and asking questions, not even having time to eat her chicken leg.

He Ziyu thought for a moment and summarized it in four words: "A veritable sea of ​​academic geniuses."

Almost all of the top students in the second year of high school were in Class 1, not to mention super-achievers like Jiang Chengyu and Han Zhiruo who consistently ranked in the top three.

"Is your new homeroom teacher particularly strict?"

"Using the word 'fierce' doesn't seem quite right; 'stern' would be a better word, like the kind of stern, unsmiling demeanor..."

"I know! Teacher Li never smiles," Jiang Nanqiao agreed. "Once, I went to her office on business, and she happened to be there too. I think Teacher Lu told a joke, and all the other teachers were laughing hysterically, but she remained expressionless. In the end, Teacher Lu couldn't help but ask her if she had facial nerve dysfunction..."

"Hahaha, what the hell is this facial nerve disorder? That's just facial paralysis!"

At the dinner table, everyone chatted happily, and the gloom after the class reassignment was quickly replaced by laughter.

……

The first day of the new semester went very well.

After the school bell rang, He Ziyu subconsciously packed his schoolbag, only to find that everyone in the class was still sitting on their desks, diligently doing their homework.

He Ziyu: "..."

As expected of an elite class, the learning atmosphere has improved dramatically.

Just then, his phone vibrated. He looked down and saw that it was a WeChat message from Jiang Chengyu.

Shall we go?

"They haven't left yet, wouldn't it be strange if we left?"

It's okay, you can leave if you want, I'll go with you.

He Ziyu thought for a moment, then replied: "Never mind, finish your homework before you leave."

As the saying goes, adapt to local conditions and follow local customs.

He didn't want to be an eccentric at this critical juncture.

About half an hour later, students began to leave the class. He Ziyu stretched and glanced at Jiang Chengyu.

Upon arriving at their new class, the two were no longer sitting at adjacent desks; their seats were now worlds apart.

While it's a bit difficult to daydream, it's much easier to spy.

Before, Jiang Chengyu sat behind him, and only Jiang Chengyu had the right to look at him. But now Jiang Chengyu is two rows in front of him. When he gets bored in class, he can look at the handsome guy to refresh himself.

As if sensing something, Jiang Chengyu suddenly turned around, and his gaze met He Ziyu's in a homoerotic collision.

The two exchanged a smile and realized that neither of them was doing their homework, so they both started packing their things at the same time.

By this time, half of the students in the class have already left. As long as you're not one of the first to leave, you won't stand out too much.

A short while later, the two met in the corridor, each carrying their schoolbag.

"You didn't keep staring at me during class, did you?" Jiang Chengyu asked with a slight smile.

"Who's staring at you? Stop being so narcissistic." He Ziyu feigned anger, but his tone was unusually light.

"Then how come every time I turn around, you just happen to look away? Except for that one time just now, when I caught you doing it."

He Ziyu cleared his throat and argued, "If you didn't turn around, how would you know what I'm doing?"

"No," Jiang Chengyu shook his head, "so I admit, I just want to see you."

He Ziyu: "..."

"When I sat behind you before, I could look at you however I wanted, but now I can't. I have to find the right moment to turn around."

"Then don't look back, you can still see it after school anyway." He Ziyu nodded slightly, his face a little red.

"How can this short time after school be enough?" Jiang Chengyu smiled. "Why don't you come to my house this weekend? Let me take a good look at it from top to bottom, inside and out..."

"Jiang Chengyu! Don't you dare cause trouble at school!"

The two walked towards the stairwell, chatting and laughing. As they passed the door of Class 5, they saw Han Zhiruo leaning against the door frame, looking inside.

"Ruoruo, you haven't left yet?"

"Yes, I'm waiting for Qiaoqiao."

He Ziyu followed Han Zhiruo's gaze and looked inside, and found Jiang Nanqiao holding a broom and sweeping the floor intently.

"Did their class go overtime today too?"

"On the first day of the new semester, Teacher Bao talked a little longer than usual, and we accidentally went over time."

"I feel sorry for Qiaoqiao and Xiaojing for a second," He Ziyu said, pulling his head back. "Then you can continue waiting, we're leaving now."

"See you tomorrow."

……

On the way from the teaching building to the school gate, He Ziyu seemed to be deep in thought.

After walking for a while, Jiang Chengyu noticed that he remained silent and asked curiously, "Ayu, what are you thinking about?"

He Ziyu: "I'm thinking, it's a bit strange that Qiaoqiao suddenly started studying literature."

Jiang Chengyu: "Strange?"

He Ziyu nodded.

During the summer vacation, a few people talked about class division at Xinrong Jiayuan. At that time, Jiang Nanqiao said that she chose liberal arts because she suddenly wanted to apply to an art academy and felt that if she studied liberal arts, she could get higher scores in academic subjects.

At that time, He Ziyu didn't take it to heart.

We talked about this again during lunch break today. He casually mentioned that science was too difficult and that he was under a lot of pressure in the honors class. Jiang Nanqiao immediately comforted him, saying, "No, science is much easier to learn than humanities."

After saying that, he probably felt a bit conflicted and quickly changed the subject.

But He Ziyu kept it in mind.

"Although Qiaoqiao isn't particularly strong in any one subject, I remember she still gets higher scores in science subjects, so... doesn't that seem strange?"

"That's partly true," Jiang Chengyu said noncommittally, "Could it be that she was doing it to keep Xiao Jing company?"

Upon hearing this, He Ziyu immediately adopted a "Are you kidding me?" expression. "Impossible, that's too ridiculous. Xiao Jing isn't a three-year-old..."

Before they knew it, the two had arrived at the school gate.

He Ziyu still hadn't figured it out.

"No, I can't think of anything. I'll talk to her when I have a chance."

"Um……"

……

At that time, at the entrance of Class 5.

After finishing her chores, Jiang Nanqiao happily walked out with her schoolbag on her back.

Han Zhiruo handed her the milk tea she had bought in advance.

"I'm so lucky to have milk tea after finishing my work!" Jiang Nanqiao smiled sweetly, and her fatigue from before vanished.

"If you like it, I'll buy it for you to drink every day." Han Zhiruo looked straight ahead, her tone calm and composed.

However, this simple sentence made Jiang Nanqiao's heart skip a beat and her ears burn slightly.

After a moment, she said softly, "Ruoruo, next time I'm on duty, don't wait for me..."

Han Zhiruo stopped in her tracks upon hearing this. "Why?"