In the monthly exam, Han Yuanfang's results amazed all the teachers.
Now they are really relieved. If they ask for leave again, the teacher will probably agree.
The students stopped studying during class after knowing their grades.
"Han Yuanfang, why are you taking leave all day long, skipping classes, and not attending make-up classes, yet your grades are still so good?" a female classmate asked with red eyes.
The whole class also looked at her. Han Yuanfang was helpless now.
"Although I haven't made up any extra classes, I've been studying."
"But you can achieve such high results without being in an environment like school?"
“When I was a freshman in high school, I had already completed the senior year courses by myself.”
"How is that possible?" This female classmate was not the only one who was surprised. All the students in the class looked at her in surprise.
"What's impossible? My cousin Shen Shaohong and Yuanfang studied together. At that time, Yuanfang could take the college entrance examination." Wu Shaofan was unwilling.
"When did you, Han Yuanfangkong, start learning?"
"When I was in junior high school."
No one spoke in Xinxia. The female classmate lay on the table and cried loudly.
It’s really shocking. You work hard, don’t sleep every day, and have to take time to eat. Why is it so different from others?
Han Yuanfang didn't know what to say. It felt wrong to comfort her, as if she was just watching the fun. It didn't feel right to say nothing.
"Han Yuanfang, what methods do you have for studying?"
"I don't know if you are adaptable to my study method. You should go through the questions quickly. If you know how to do it, you only need to read it once, because the nature is the same, but it also depends on how the questions are changed.
In terms of liberal arts, I also recite. The key points will definitely appear many times."
"Yuanfang can remember it after reading it once, which is certainly better than memorizing it by rote."
This is something that I can’t even be jealous of. Other people’s methods have no reference value. Now I hate why my parents didn’t give me a photographic memory?
The teacher was listening below. To be honest, Han Yuanfang's scores really surprised all the teachers. Except for the Chinese language, which was not perfect, the rest were all.
After listening to Han Yuanfang's words just now, it became clear that people have good memories.
While eating in the cafeteria at noon, Han Yuanfang received the attention of all senior high school students.
"Why do you think I feel so uncomfortable?"
"I still want this feeling. Come, I'll be by your side and let them all look at me." Wu Shaofan said with a smile.
"you really."
Wu Shaofan continued to laugh, looking at his friend not so unnaturally.
I really had no appetite, so I gave it to Wu Shaofan, "I'll go back and eat dried sweet potatoes."
"Leave me a few bucks."
September was still quite hot. It felt much better in October, but Wu Shaofan caught a cold.
"Your physique is really bad."
"Stop talking, it's so shameless. I fell asleep without a quilt."
"It's not as good as a girl's physique. Take the medicine quickly and don't infect me."
"you dislike me."
Despite saying this, he still took the medicine obediently.
Everyone has a holiday, but they don't have a day off, that is Sunday. All the students take the initiative to go back to the classroom to study.
Han Yuanfang felt ashamed. Anyway, she couldn't do that.
The classmates stopped looking at her. They knew more clearly that there was no comparison at all, so what was there to argue about?
On this day, the freshman in high school stood in front of Han Yuanfang's desk. Both of them raised their heads and looked at the excited girl.
"Senior, are you Han Yuanfang?"
"Yes what's the matter?"
"Senior, look, is this you?"
Han Yuanfang took a look and saw that this was a domestic entertainment newspaper. It was the photo of herself that won the award.
"right."
"Sister, I admire you so much. Really, I told my classmates that you must be the senior from our school.
Senior sister, can you give me your autograph?"
Han Yuanfang shook his head: "No, just study hard."
You can't let your signature slip out casually, it would be too much trouble.
Even though the junior girl was rejected, her face was full of excitement, "Senior sister, you also won the Designer Award, right?"
Han Yuanfang nodded, "Yes, study hard and you will have this possibility in the future."
The senior high school students didn't have time to gossip. After Han Yuanfang left, the little girl was surrounded.
"I didn't expect that there are such outstanding people in our small city and our school."
"Senior sister is excellent in everything. She has ranked in the national competitions in physics and chemistry. She is always first, always first. If in ancient times it was also the third grade."
"No, senior sister still has the college entrance examination. If you still rank first in the college entrance examination, you can get a three-dollar pass."
"Huh, I'm praying right now that my senior sister will be the number one pick."
The weather in October is perfect, and the students have adjusted their mentality.
You have to study hard so that the hardships of these two years are not in vain.
At the end of October, I went back to my hometown with Dongmei.
The autumn harvest is coming to an end at home, and I see that the old man is tired and lacks energy.
"Grandpa, why are you doing this? You just don't keep any food. How much money can you make by selling it all?"
Grandpa Han smiled and shook his head, "It's not what you said. If you don't cultivate the land, what will you eat?"
I know you can give us a good life. You are our granddaughter, and so is Shuli.
I know I can't count on her at all in the future, but I still have to take care of her before she gets married."
Han Yuanfang nodded, the old man knew everything. "Then it's so tiring."
"It's just that the autumn harvest is a bit tiring. It's okay. I'm my age and I won't show off."
"You must take good supplements." I don't know how to say it. The old man has old people's thoughts.
I went to buy ten pounds of meat for the old man, and he was reluctant to eat it.
"Yuanfang, that's you. Shuli sells seafood all day long and doesn't give your grandma anything to eat."
Han Yuanfang didn't say anything. What happened to Han Shuli was her own business.
Grandma Han was happy to see so much meat. That’s how old people are.
They didn't stay to eat. The old man was too tired and didn't want to cook yet. They could eat whatever they wanted.
She left early, and Han Dongmei stayed. The family doesn't have much land now, and both of them are engaged in business. They already know that they will never make a fortune by farming.
"Grandpa Yuanfang is really capable, just like a young man." Grandma Dongmei sighed.
"That's because Yuanfang doesn't know, otherwise she would be angry."
"Everyone in the village is puzzled. Could it be that Yuanfang doesn't give her money or support her?"
Han Dongmei didn't like hearing it anymore. "Why should I let Yuanfang take care of me? She has a son and a grandson."
Yuanfang gives one hundred yuan to the two elderly people every month. This is her filial piety and not someone else's fault.
When she raises an old man, she does it of her own free will and is not forced by others.
Really, I know that everyone thinks Yuanfang is capable, and that is their own business."
