Chapter 11: New School Report

Monday is the day Lin Jian reports to his new school.

Lin Jian's work schedule was quite regular, going to bed at 9:30 p.m. and waking up at 7:00 a.m. the next day, never like other children, who couldn't sleep at night and needed to be called by adults to stay in bed during the day, but when he was at home he would get up even earlier in the morning, because he had to build a fire for the big stove and boil water, and then he would follow the aunt to do other morning chores, when she woke up and the water was boiled, and the rice was put down to make congee. By the time He Zhou and He Xi woke up and washed themselves, the food was already on the table.

So it was also the period of time after arriving at the Shen family that he had an extra hour or so of rich sleep every morning.

After breakfast, the driver is already waiting at the door of the courtyard, last night it snowed half of the night, before leaving the door, Aunt Pei from the closet to find a cream-colored long down jacket, the length of just to the position of Lin Jian calves, smiling to give him to put on.

Small half a month's time, little Lin Jian than in the old family when a little fat, small face is Pei aunt three meals a day to raise a little baby fat, looking like a white clean Wenqi small milk ball, lined with a pair of black grapes like big eyes, how to see how to attract people like. Aunt Pei said, said this kind of white clothes, it has to be small Lin Jian such as white children to wear to look good.

But Lin Jian thought about it, and then silently put that down coat back, picked a black and gray color clash style, and put it on.

Aunt Pei was quite puzzled and asked him, "Why don't you wear the one just now, don't you like it?"

Lin Jian shook his head gently and replied, "It doesn't prohibit dirt."

Aunt Pei opened her mouth, but in the end said nothing, only sighed painfully.

A full set of stationery had already been sent home, but Lin Jian ended up carrying the same canvas school bag she had brought from her hometown.

The workmanship is very general, the style is also rustic, but the schoolbag is Lin Jianghe bought, Lin Jian before can not use.

Last night it snowed, although the city's main roads have been cleared of snow, but the road conditions are still not ideal, the morning rush hour, the car on the road snaked into a slow-moving rainbow.

Aunt Pei is still the one who sends Lin Jian to report to school, and since Shen Ke came back last week, Lin Jian hasn't seen him for the past few days.

After arriving at the school, the academic department of the school has a special teacher in charge of receiving the interlocutors, surnamed Xu, a vibrant young female teacher, first took Aunt Pei and Lin Jian around the campus, briefly introduced the school's infrastructure and school characteristics, and then a student residence in charge of the dormitory took Lin Jian to the dormitory that had been arranged in advance.

The student apartments are home-stay, three to a room in the primary section, and are not like student dormitories, but more like well-decorated community apartments. Lin Jian doesn't live on campus, and the beds in the apartments are only reserved for the midday break.

From the student apartment, Ms. Xu is going to take Lin Jian to the new class, Aunt Pei looked at the little Lin Jian, so well-behaved and reticent a small child, suddenly into a new and unfamiliar environment, the heart is bound to rest assured, but ultimately can only be instructed to a round of instructions, step by step, three times turned back and left.

After killing some time earlier, Lin Jian was brought to the class just as the bell rang for the second period, and Mr. Xu briefly exchanged words with the homeroom teacher before handing little Lin Jian over to him.

Class teacher is a male teacher surnamed Zhao, also very young, with a pair of rimless eyes, hands and feet through the refined elegance, responsible for math teaching and class management, and so on the class are sitting quietly, Mr. Zhao briefly said: "Today our class transferred to a new student, our class family members in another member of the class, in the future, students should get along well with each other to help each other, to grow together - here we invite the new student and everyone to introduce themselves. grow together - below, we'll ask the new student to introduce himself to everyone."

Lin Jian's current class is called "Sihui" class, which is completely different from the previous school. The students are wearing neat uniforms, the original single desk has been replaced by a round table, and six students are sitting around the round table, which doesn't look like an elementary school classroom, but rather like an interest group class, and on closer inspection, there are three or four foreign faces among the thirty-odd students. On closer inspection, among the more than thirty students in the class, there were even three or four students with foreign faces.

Lin Jian spoke under the gaze of more than thirty pairs of eyes, "My name is Lin Jian."

"......" There was two seconds of eerie silence in the classroom.

Zhao Kaiyi turned to Lin Jian with a rare look of bewilderment on his face, "No more?"

Lin Jian lifted her eyes to look at him before her long, slender lashes lowered her eyes, "Uh-huh."

Being nervous about entering a new environment, Zhao Kaiyi wanted to help Lin Jian get along with his classmates in the future: "Besides your name, you can also introduce yourself to your classmates about where you transferred from, your hobbies and specialties, and so on. You can also introduce yourself to your classmates about where you transferred from, your hobbies and specialties, etc. Don't be nervous, speak slowly."

Lin Jian always clutching the strap of the schoolbag fingers curled up for a moment, thought about it, had to seriously answer again: "I transferred from the Nantian County Endless Township Majia set of village joint elementary school, hobbies and specialties ......" He hesitated a little. "The teacher of the original class said that in addition to being able to study, I also do a better job than other students in building fires and adding stoves ......"

In fact, from the moment Lin Jian said the name of his old school, there was a sudden increase in whispers in the classroom, and when he finished the words "make a fire and add a stove," there was a sudden break in the loud murmuring, followed by a burst of laughter among the students seated at the bottom of the room.

A little boy's voice came, laughing and asking loudly, "What town ...... what village? Combined elementary school is several schools put together classroom means it?"

"So there really is a place like this? And you have to make a fire ...... is it the kind of clay stove that you only see in documentaries?"

And one of the blonde, blue-eyed white kids in the class made an exaggerated gesture of raising his arms to look breathlessly at the sky and exclaimed, "Oh, My Yellow Land!"

Lin Jian couldn't understand the English, but he could see the smiles and expressions on their faces at that moment.

He froze at first, and then the emotions in those dark eyes faded little by little, and the original trace of novelty also became detached and cold again.

Zhao Kaiyi hadn't expected such a situation, after all, the children who can enter this international private school, the family situation can't be described simply as "either rich or wealthy", and Lin Jian's dress really can't be associated with "what town or village", so he had the intention of asking Lin Jian to introduce himself to the students as soon as possible. Moreover, the way Lin Jian was dressed did not seem to be associated with "any town or village", which is why he started with the intention of asking Lin Jian to introduce himself and to mingle with his classmates as soon as possible.

And at this point, the eye is counterproductive.

Zhao Kaiyi waved his hand for the students to quiet down, his eyes roamed around the classroom, his voice slightly cold: "Poor and not flattering, rich and not proud, how is it? I remember this is the content of your yesterday's nationalism class in Mr. Pei's new teaching, only after less than 24 hours, have you all forgotten?"

The murmur of voices in the classroom quieted.

Zhao Kaiyi sighed slightly and added: "Children, the knowledge you are now learning from books is the result of knowing the objective world in practice, but the teacher hopes that it will become a tool for you to rationally see and judge the world, and an aid for you to develop a sound and independent personality, and I won't say too much about the superfluous words, so you can experience it yourselves. " Afterwards, he pointed to an empty round table seat and said to Lin Jian, "You can sit there first, and you will be temporarily assigned to the fifth group, our study group will be adjusted from time to time, so you can adapt to it for a period of time first."

Lin Jian nods in silence and walks over to his seat and sits down.

After this unexpected interlude, Zhao Kaiyi went to the multifunctional presentation desk, turned on the multimedia equipment, a projection screen slowly descended, and Lin Jian's first math class at his new school began.

This school uses a different version of the textbook than the previous one, and Lin Jian has not yet received his new textbook, so he can only take out a notebook from his bag and make notes on the content of the class first.

A few students around him looked at the moment he took out the stationery box and books from the canvas bag, their eyes changed a little, but due to Zhao Kaiyi's words earlier and the lesson that had already started, they finally gave each other a look of understanding, and no one said anything more.

Although the teacher here in the form of classes Lin Jian never experienced, but the good thing is that he is solid, the original academic performance is very good, so to keep up with the course content is no problem at all, after all, the village elementary school, do not engage in what the quality of education that set of high grades is out of the mountains of the king of the road.

After the second language class, an assistant teacher from the Academic Affairs Office delivered Lin Jian's entire set of textbooks and asked him if he wanted to keep them in the classroom or in the student apartment.

Residential students keep their books in their apartments and bring books for different subjects into the classroom every day according to the class schedule. Although Lin Jian has a bed, he does not stay in the room at night, and it is a hassle to change the books halfway through the day, so he thinks about it and puts the books in a private bookcase at the back of the classroom.

With the textbook, Lin Jian's heart has been hanging in the air for a while, but before it can be stabilized, it is once again thrown into the air, hanging in the air, as the music for the preparation of the third class begins.

This was an English class, and Lin Jian had never had an English class in her previous school, let alone a so-called "professional foreign teacher".

The music before the class ended, and he stood up after his classmates in bewilderment, and watched in bewilderment as the beautiful young female foreign teacher on the podium greeted his classmates in a language he didn't understand at all, and as his classmates around him responded enthusiastically, he moved the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound.

After he sat down again, his new face immediately attracted the attention of the English teacher, and what Lin Jian did not expect was that the foreign teacher actually spoke Chinese so fluently that she asked Lin Jian with a smile, "Is this a new friend?"

Lin Jian unconsciously clutched the pencil in his hand and slowly stood up. While the English teacher saw this, she slightly waved her hand at him, signaling him to sit down, and said in a light tone, "Don't be nervous, I'm Vivian, what's your name, new friend, let's get acquainted?"

Lin Jian didn't sit down, but spoke in a low volume, "Lin Jian."

"No, no, no......" Vivian held out a finger and shook it at him, laughing, "Class, what did I tell you about introducing yourself in my classes --"

Immediately someone around me replied loudly, "-In English!"

"So--" Vivian looked back to Lin Jian with a light smile, "Introduce yourself in English, please? "

Lin Jian only felt his heart beating heavily, and then his brain went blank.

He was still clutching the pencil in his hand, but his palm was already sweating. After a long time, Lin Jian exhaled deeply and said softly, "I don't understand."

His voice was so soft that Vivian didn't hear him for a moment, "......Pardon?"

At that moment, the white boy sitting next to Lin Jian interjected loudly, "Vivian! He says he hears, doesn't, understands!"

This was followed by another burst of laughter that was no longer unfamiliar.

Vivian was obviously not expecting this, but immediately realized it. She smiled apologetically at Lin Jian and said in standard Mandarin, "It's okay, just think of today as a start, in less than a semester, I promise to make you love English, sit down."

Lin Jian sat silently in his chair, the pencil in his hand already choking a deep red mark on his white and tender palm.

Vivian shrugged and said to the small portion of the classroom still snickering, "I think this joke is not funny."

The laughter died down, and the only sound left in the classroom was the sound of the dialogues on the multimedia projections.

The boy sitting to Lin Jian's left and the white boy across from him exchanged a glance, then slightly inclined his head, came over to Lin Jian, and in a voice that only two people could hear, asked in a low voice, "Is this what your original teacher said - that you could study? "

The corners of Lin Jian's taut mouth moved slightly, but he didn't respond, just turned over the brand new English book in front of him in silence.