Chapter 6 Once a traitor, now a primary school student (4)
When I heard that I was asked to hand in my homework, the hearts of those who had not finished it yet dropped.
Why is learning so difficult?
Why do we need homework?
Thinking of this, they looked at Zhao Qinglan with genuine envy.
Zhao Qinglan, a classmate in their class, doesn’t usually work very hard. But her grades are very good, and she’s not partial to subjects. She gets perfect scores every time she takes the exam. She will always be first in the class and first in grade. I don’t know.
, how does her brain grow?
All I can say is that there is a kind of person in this world called a top student and a genius.
The desks are for two people, and two people can sit at each desk. Zhao Qinglan sits in the second row, in the middle. This position is right under the teacher's nose, and he can clearly see the blackboard when he raises his head.
Carrying her schoolbag, she came to her seat and sat down. As before, she put her homework on her right hand side, then took out her textbooks and other books she needed to read, and stuffed her schoolbag into the drawer.
After Zhao Qinglan sat down, some classmates soon came over to hand in their homework.
"Zhao Qinglan, this is my homework."
"This is mine."
"And mine..."
In the classroom, the students who had already arrived consciously put their completed homework and test papers one by one on top of Zhao Qinglan's homework, neatly, and the same was true for those who walked into the classroom later. The full sense of accomplishment can only be felt at this time.
, they felt that they finally crushed Zhao Qinglan. Maybe this is the most innocent time for children.
Homework slowly piles up.
Seeing that no one was coming, Zhao Qinglan tapped her fingers on the table and said calmly: "There are still seven people left."
After hearing her words, those who had not yet handed in their homework were working hard. Two of them even raised their heads and glanced at her, wishing that they could have two more hands now.
"It'll be fine soon, it'll be fine soon."
"Wait a little longer..."
Just this little homework, I haven’t finished it yet, what did I do on Saturday and Sunday?
Zhao Qinglan: "Speed up."
Seeing that she could accurately tell how many people still had not handed in their homework, her deskmate sitting next to Zhao Qinglan couldn't help but came over curiously and asked: "Hey, Zhao Qinglan, how did you know that there are still seven people left?
You didn’t hand in your homework. I didn’t see you counting in your homework book either.”
Could it be that you have secretly counted them? Wouldn’t this be too conscientious?
The girl sitting at the same table as Zhao Qinglan is a little shorter than her. She has two pigtails and two small red flowers on her head. She is chubby and her clothes are clean and neat. It can be seen that she is a very good girl.
A girl who loves cleanliness. This is why Zhao Qinglan took the initiative to sit at the same table with her.
Hearing her ask this, Zhao Qinglan raised his eyes and glanced at her and said lightly: "I saw it with my eyes."
Zhao Qinglan is stating a fact.
She has a photographic memory. In the past three years, there have been a total of more than forty people in Class Two. Therefore, Zhao Qinglan can accurately know the number of people who come to her to hand in homework at a glance.
Liu Qian smiled, but obviously still couldn't understand.
Maybe this is the world of academic masters.
Started morning reading.
Except for a few who didn't turn in their homework, their names were noted by the team leader, and Zhao Qinglan's mission was completed.
He stood up, sorted out the collected homework, picked it up and walked out of the classroom, going to the teacher's office.
"Dong dong——"
When he arrived at the door of the office, Zhao Qinglan reached out and knocked on the door.
"Come in..."
In the office, the head teacher Wang Yi was preparing lessons at this time. When he saw her coming, he pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, with a kind look on his face.
"Classmate Zhao Qinglan, here we come."
"Yes." Zhao Qinglan responded: "Teacher, this is last week's homework."
"Okay, put it here."
The head teacher, Teacher Wang Yi, is a woman in her forties, who may have been teaching and educating people all year round, and she looks quite rigorous.
However, Zhao Qinglan had never seen anything like this before, so he was naturally very calm when meeting the head teacher.
Walking forward, Zhao Qinglan neatly placed the homework in her hands on the desk beside the class teacher.
To be honest, she was obviously the class teacher, but when she saw her student, she felt like she was being inspected by a leader. Even she laughed at her own idea.
This kid has such aura at such a young age, he will definitely be successful in the future.
"Our classmate Qinglan is awesome. The teacher thinks highly of you. Do your best in the future."
Zhao Qinglan: "..."
Once a traitor, now a class leader.
It’s better not to boast, it’s a bit annoying!
I really don’t know how to describe my complicated mood.
"Teacher, I'm going back to the classroom first."
"Okay."
Just as she was about to leave, she was stopped by her head teacher.
"By the way, there is one more thing."
"This semester, our school has joined forces with several other primary schools to hold a mathematics friendship competition. We have just received a notice from the school leaders that three to five students from each class will represent the school in the competition."
"The teacher is going to sign you up and ask for your opinion."
Mathematics competition.
Zhao Qinglan has no interest in this game.
It’s better not to participate!
Trouble!
"In this competition, there are quite a lot of prizes. The top three in grade will receive 50,000, 30,000, and 10,000 bursaries respectively. In addition, if a student from our school wins the top three, the school will award another 5,000 as an encouragement.
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It can be seen that the head teacher was very excited when he talked about this.
There is no way, there is a person in their class who is number one in grade, and it’s hard not to laugh.
This competition was jointly funded by several primary schools in this city, and the awards were also set up.
Although friendship is said to be first and competition second, if students from their own school can win the prize, then their school will be proud of it. This will also be good for recruiting students in the future. This is called being reluctant to let go of your children and not trap the wolf.
Zhao Qinglan: "..."
Without waiting for the head teacher to continue, Zhao Qinglan said calmly: "I'll sign up."
Well, it doesn’t matter if it’s money or not, she’ll just go and experience it. Besides, if she can get a prize back, her parents will definitely be happy.
Hearing that she wanted to sign up, the head teacher smiled and nodded, "Okay, then the teacher will sign up for you."
"Don't feel any pressure. Just treat it as an ordinary exam. It doesn't matter whether you win or not. The main thing is to gain experience and participate."
Zhao Qinglan nodded, "Yeah."
Come out of the teacher's office.
Zhao Qinglan returned to her classroom and began her day of studying.
……
In the afternoon, after school, Zhao Qinglan packed up her books, put on her schoolbag and walked out of the classroom.
"Little sister, look at me."
From a distance, Zhao Qinglan saw her brother running over here, holding two balloons held by ropes.
In just a moment, he was already in front of her.
"Look, does it look good? I bought a pink balloon for you."
"..."
Zhao Qinglan raised his eyes and took a look. How did his brother know that he would like this kind of thing or this kind of color?