It was almost the New Year, and the first semester of the second grade of elementary school was about to end, so Yang Heyu's time to enter school was a bit embarrassing.
The person in charge of the factory-run primary school was not optimistic about the teaching ability of the rural primary school, and suggested that Yang Heyu directly follow the next semester of the first grade and re-read for a year, so as not to fail to keep up.
Yang Shijie had already tested Yang Heyu's learning at home, and he had a solid understanding of his nephew's ability to accept it, so he resolutely opposed this proposal. He said that Yang Heyu can take the final exam in the first semester of the second grade, and everything will be judged by the result.
Of course the other party agrees. As a result, Yang Heyu handed over the double-hundred answer sheet, without half of the melon skin to chew on, and successfully finalized the admission matters for the next year.
After this major event was over, Yang Heyu had a relaxing vacation. Buying New Year¡¯s goods with my aunt, and helping take care of my younger brother when the adults are making preserved meat, he is getting better and better integrated into this family.
When the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, Yang Heyu is finally going to school.
Yang Shijie brought him the school uniform and a stack of brand new textbooks. After dinner, the opening song of the news broadcast that Yang Heyu was already familiar with played on the 14-inch black and white TV.
The whole family sat in the living room, covering the new schoolbag with sheets of white paper.
Tian Min confessed to Yang Heyu that the subjects should also be written on the spine of the book, so that it would be easy to find. Yang Heyu nodded and complied. His handwriting was very powerful, vertical and horizontal, and straight.
The next day, Yang Heyu officially went to the factory to run the primary school to report. He is studying in class two (2), and there are 40 children in the class, half of which are male and half male.
Yang Heyu was of average size and was arranged to sit with a female classmate in the fourth row.
During the recess, the children played with origami airplanes, and the airplanes flew everywhere. It happened that a ceiling fan that flew straight up to Yang Heyu's head failed to come down.
Yang Heyu was also kind, he immediately stood up, climbed onto the table, stood on tiptoe, tried to extend the line of his arm with the book in his hand, so as to get the paper airplane down.
His school uniform was so wide that half of his waist would be exposed when he stretched out his hands. The onlookers all saw the five-color belt around his waist.
There was a roar of ridicule, and some children laughed while applauding:
"Look, he's wearing a flower belt that Yaomei wears!"
Yang Heyu focused on getting off the plane, but he didn't expect to be thrown to the ground by three or five children just as he jumped off the table. Before he knew what was going on, he felt them pull his shirt off and tug on his five-colored belt.
"Hahaha, you are a girl doll!"
Yang Heyu was overwhelmed by those people, her little face was flushed red. He felt that someone was pulling his belt, so he didn't care so much, and lay on the ground with both hands and feet, punching and kicking.
The voice of "Aiyo aiyo" sounded.
A chubby boy cried out: "You hit someone! I'm going to tell the teacher."
Yang Heyu frowned, panting heavily. At this time, a white hand stretched out towards him, and Yang Heyu turned his head to meet a pair of thick eyebrows and big eyes.
He pulled Yang Heyu up, pushed the crying fat classmate, and said, "Counsel! You deserve to be beaten for taking the lead in grabbing other people's things."
The man picked up the paper airplane that Yang Heyu had placed on the table, and said, "Thank you."
"Pei Yiming! Push me!"
The little fat man became angry with embarrassment, and rushed over to catch the little boy with an "ah". Seeing how Yang Heyu could stand by and watch, he rushed over without thinking.
The boys onlookers, who didn't know what was wrong, all gathered around. It looked like they were having fun and fighting, and they couldn't tell the difference.
Finally, the teacher's roar came from outside the door, and the crowd immediately dispersed.
And the three people who were pressed down at the bottom had no time to get up, and were taken out by the serious teacher. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com