My Return to Life

The winter night gradually spread to cover the whole Tangli.

Wiping the darkening sky, Fang Nian returned to the staff quarters.

"Any good news for me?"

Guan Qiu asks Fang Nian who walks in while he is wearing a lotus dish.

Fang Nian took the conversation casually: "Where is the good news?"

Guan Qiuhe tilted his head to look over, and said with dissatisfaction: "Of course it's your grades and your manuscript fee!"

Fang Nian said casually as if he had just reacted.

"Oh, the manuscript fee is relatively stable, and the grades are not bad, about 600 points, Fudan is basically done."

Then he said again.

"Not to mention I forgot, I have to call home and tell my mother that the manuscript fee has arrived."

Guan Qiuhe blinked her eyes: "It's kind of amazing!"

"Wash your hands first and come over to eat, and make phone calls while eating. The vegetables cool quickly in winter."

Fang Nian responded.

After sitting down at the dining table, Fang Nian took out his mobile phone and dialed Lin Feng, looked at Guan Qiuhe and said, "Wait a minute, I'm speaking Tangli dialect."

Guan Qiuhe said indifferently: "It's okay, don't worry about me."

Then the phone was connected, and Lin Feng's voice came over.

"Fang Nian, it's late at night, what's the matter with calling?"

Fang Nian said simply: "This month's manuscript fee has arrived at a little over 170,000 yuan. If you have time, call Dad to check."

"There are so many!" Lin Feng exclaimed in a small voice.

Before Ms. Lin Feng could say more, Fang Nian continued.

"And yesterday, the day before yesterday, I took the entrance exam in the city. I got a total score of 617. I'm a solid Fudan seedling."

"what!"

Lin Feng probably stood up abruptly.

"Such a high score, how did you get it, and where does it rank in the city?"

Fang Nian replied: "That's how the test is done. The rankings haven't come out yet. Remember to check the accounts. If Dad likes to smoke Furong Wang and he doesn't want to buy it, you can buy him a box and keep it at home."

"I'm eating, hang up first."

After hanging up the phone, he looked up and saw Guan Qiuhe's curious eyes. Fang Nian simply explained: "Tell my mother to check the accounts, and also tell her the score."

"617, right?"

Guan Qiuhe said suddenly.

Fang Nian nodded subconsciously, not knowing why Guan Qiuhe suddenly mentioned this.

"Fudan is really stable, I should add something to you today."

Fang Nian: "?"

Guan Qiuhe went on talking on her own: "Your mother should be very happy, I can even hear her surprise."

"It seems that [fo]'s main business has not been left behind at all, which is very good. I was thinking that you are going to Waterloo in this exam."

Fang Nian said triumphantly: "That doesn't exist. Learning is the main business. This is the basic principle. Don't mess it up."

"..."

Perhaps it was because the exam was postponed, giving everyone more time to review.

Everyone did well in this exam.

When Smear went to school for evening self-study, Fang Nian ran into Lin Yucong who was waiting for him.

"You're in a good mood, did you do well in the exam?"

Lin Yucong wiped his nose with the back of his hand, cleared his throat, and then pretended not to care and said, "It's okay, it's only four hundred and eight."

"Great, I gave you 20 more this time." Fang Nian raised his thumbs up, approving.

Lin Yucong rolled his eyes: "I know you are amazing, 617!"

"We can compete next time!"

"Based on my speed of improvement and my room for improvement, basically only I can catch up."

Fang Nian raised his eyebrows and glanced up and down at Lin Yucong, and joked, "So this is the weakest thing to say in the most ruthless tone?"

Lin Yu grunted, "Don't worry about me!"

"..."

Fang Nian laughed.

Lin Yucong snorted again, not knowing what to think, and a smile appeared on his face again.

Having been in contact with Lin Yucong for a long time, Fang Nian also discovered that this little girl has a pretty good personality.

It is indeed very different from these girls in No. 8 Middle School.

How to say that sentence, she is simply a treasure girl.

It is precisely because of Lin Yucong and the others that Fang Nian's period of returning to youth is not so dull and boring, full of life...

... On December 12, the city rankings were finally distributed to Tangli No. 8 Middle School.

The top 580 high schools in liberal arts are not on the list.

Two of the top 580 high schools in science are on the list.

Zhu Pengfei was on the list, ranking 469th.

Fang Nian's ranking has risen significantly, entering the top ten.

Calculated in this way, there are at most thirty or fifty candidates in Tongfeng each year who can be admitted to a prestigious school like Qingbei.

Compared with the total of three or four hundred people admitted by Qingbei every year in Hunan and Chu, plus the total of thousands of people admitted by famous schools such as Zhejiang University, Shanghai Jiaotong University, and Fudan University, it seems very small.

In particular, Xiangchu is also known as an education-heavy province and has a good reputation.

The actual reason is simple. The four high schools of Changjun, Yali, Affiliated High School, and No. 1 Middle School in the provincial capital accounted for more than 70% of Qingbei's enrollment in Hunan Province.

There are less than 30% of the outstanding students, at least 30% to 40% are concentrated in other high schools in the provincial capital, and there are only so many outstanding students in other ordinary prefecture-level cities.

Educational resources are never balanced...

For this reason, Li Donghong even changed the third class with the English teacher, and spent half a class to comment on the test.

"...You have to learn from Fang Nian."

"The third year of high school is a year where you can start again, a year where miracles can be born, and it's never too late to start."

"..."

Li Donghong spattered words of approval.

Anyone who made progress in this exam will be named and praised.

Among them, Zhu Pengfei, Liu Yang, and Li Annan were the most prominent.

He also praised Li Annan emphatically, saying: "Li Annan was also at the bottom of his grades before, and now he already has the hope of a second book!"

"There's even hope of seeing a copy."

"..."

This boast made Li Annan's mouth burst on the spot.

After praising the progress this time, Li Donghong repeated the same old tune again and again, emphasizing the need to work hard, to work hard, and to be ruthless.

In the end, Li Donghong changed the subject: "Originally, this news will be announced in the afternoon, and now I will tell you in advance."

"On the afternoon of the 30th of this month, the school will hold a New Year's Day cultural performance. Each class will have a show, and there will be a special program for art students at the end. If you have ideas, you can ask the class leader to sign up first."

"..."

Then Li Donghong arranged for everyone to review freely, and turned around and called Fang Nian into the office.

"Fang Nian, at the cultural performance, the school wants you to give a speech, the theme is to motivate learning..."

Fang Nian slowly put out a question mark: "?"

Then Li Donghong explained: "During the inspection by the superior last time, you taught the class very well. This time, the principal personally called the roll, and you must come."

"You don't have to be psychologically burdened, just perform normally. Write a speech in the past few days. The intention must be deep and the content must be broad..."

Fang Nian: "..."

"Okay, teacher."

What can he say.

Blame yourself for being too good?

Can't make it.

It's just that Fang Nian never thought that things like speeches would really fall on him.

It's not that No. 8 Middle School never had student speeches.

There will be two or three times every semester, the main purpose is to motivate learning, to promote excellent learning role models, and there are necessary things such as college entrance examinations, college entrance examination oaths, etc.

In my impression, No. 8 Middle School even once invited a "motivation master" to give a speech at the school.

No, at this time it should be called the master of spiritual potential.

Desperately filling chicken soup.

It's just that according to the experience in Fang Nian's memory, this kind of thing should be the monitor or school committee of the key class of the grade.

It can only be said that if you are too good, even if you are nailed to a coffin... Even if you sit in a classroom or bury it in a book, it will still emit excellent and bright light from the cracks...

... On the 15th, the school notified the third graders to participate in the commendation meeting.

Fang Nian was also called into the office by Li Donghong after receiving the notification from the broadcast speaker.

"Fang Nian, your speech is still not good, it's not at your level at all, you have to show the calmness you had when you talked about drinking, you have to have that easy-going demeanor, you have to..."

"The title doesn't work either..."

"..."

"Turn it down and rewrite it!"

Fang Nian raised his eyebrows slightly, and on the surface he nodded, "Okay."

The first version of the speech was handed in, but the details were revised.

By the time of the third edition, Li Donghong directly let the overthrow and start over.

Not even the title.

Fang Nian was overwhelmed, and wrote thousands of words, carefully selected in terms of depth of conception, breadth of words, etc., but the result was not good...

With a blank message, go with the flow to the playground.

The senior year recognition is about to begin.

Compared with the rush last time, the school is fully prepared this time.

There are also more things to talk about, such as... the fact that the tenth place in the city is in Tangli No. 8 High School is worthy of a special mention.

Fortunately, it is still controlled in one class in the end.

It is a pity that the school did not prepare certificates for outstanding students this time, and Fang Nian, who won the first grade and the best outstanding student again, only received two honorary certificates.

Red hard shell cover with a white paper inside.

It looks obviously not as bright and conspicuous as the certificate of merit.

"Would Ms. Lin Feng be more sad if the test is so good without a certificate?"

When standing on the flag-raising platform to receive the award alone, Fang Nian couldn't help but think in his heart.

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The days passed.

The bell of 2009 in the Gregorian calendar is getting closer and closer.

The weather is also getting dry and cold.

The activity level on the campus of Tangli No. 8 Middle School was also low to a certain level.

If there is a choice, Fang Nian believes that everyone would like to hide in the bed in the dormitory and not come out.

Every day, I hear that someone has not woken up, and it is advertised by others as a talking point.

Compared with the laziness after the arrival of winter, Li Annan obviously has more melancholy to express.

"Old Fang, 2008 is coming to an end, what should I do?"

Finally, Li Annan confides in Fang Nian.

I don't know when it started, Li Annan felt that Fang Nian could answer all his doubts.

Fang Nian said in relief: "You should think so, at least you didn't back down."

"Take your time, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

"You have to show your own characteristics and find a way to create a little surprise."

Fang Nian felt that Li Annan should have his own charm besides being sullen and fond of drinking some nutrition express.

For example, being strong makes girls feel safe at first sight.

Li Annan said he understood, but his expression told Fang Nian that he was actually confused.

Fang Nian didn't say anything, and when the time is right, he will tell Li Annan some tricks he still remembers...

...To Fangnian's surprise, the bubbling Lin Yucong looked sad for several days in a row.

At this time, Fang Nian decisively pretended not to understand, and did not take the initiative to answer.

So Lin Yucong finally couldn't bear to wait for Fang Nian, and eagerly opened his mouth.

"I suddenly feel a little regretful."

No matter what you do, you will be the number one on your mind.

It's just like writing an essay. When I start writing, I will draw suspense first. Who can resist this.

Seeing Fang Nian's indifferent appearance, Lin Yucong could only say with fascination: "I want to keep 2008."

"It's almost over now!"

Huh.

You are a reader, right? The reminders have done so many tricks?

Fang Nian curled his lips and said, "Speak well!"

"Don't make such a mess, like a kodo."

Lin Yucong said aggrievedly: "Okay, then you agreed?"

Fang Nian said nothing.

Lin Yucong turned his head away, his face was filled with joy...

It seems that when 2009 is about to be greeted, everyone has emotion.

After dinner one night, Guan Qiuhe suddenly felt emotional: "2008 is almost over, and I am very reluctant."

Fang Nian was taken aback for a moment, then sighed deeply: "Yes, 2008 will be over soon..."

There is nostalgia for time in the tone.

After experiencing the gradual passing of youth once, and quietly passing away so much youth again, Fang Nian is so emotional.

Fortunately, in comparison, Fang Nian can accept the gift of life more calmly.

The material life is rich, the spiritual world is sufficient, there is no sense of anxiety, and everything you want is available.

If I have to say it, in December, Fang Nian really relaxes his mind and starts to enjoy his youthful life.

Guan Qiuhe couldn't understand the emotion in Fang Nian's tone that was deeper than hers, and said suspiciously: "You are an underage child, why do you have so much worry?"

"Is it true that teenagers don't know what it's like to be sad and fall in love with the upper floors?"

Fang Nian suddenly laughed: "Thank you sister He, I found the direction of my speech..."