Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

Chapter 22 The Frog at the Bottom of the Well
"She was not transferred here with the help of my grandma, but was recruited by a teacher from the No. [-] Middle School in the city."

"Digged it? From the township middle school?"

Fan Jingjing felt ridiculous. Is the teacher at No. [-] Middle School crazy?If the top students from the county middle school are not recruited, then they go to the township middle school to poach them?

As we all know, every county-level middle school under the jurisdiction of Yunzhou City will be scanned by the Experimental Middle School one by one in the first year of high school. Their conditions are also strict, and only the best are the best.

Only students who remain in the top three grades in their first year of high school are eligible to enter the Experimental Middle School.

As for township middle schools
They didn't even get into the county middle school. How can their scores be any better no matter how good they are?

It's just a frog in a well.

Yang Yi looked at Fan Jingjing's scornful expression and originally wanted to tell her that Song Jiawen actually ranked first in the county in the high school entrance examination, but she didn't choose to go to the county middle school.

But thinking about it, she wouldn't believe it. After all, if there was a better choice, who would choose the worse one?

Just like he didn't believe it at first.

Even now, he still has a skeptical attitude. How good is Song Jiawen's level? Won't he know when the city-wide unified mock exam is held next month?

So what's the use of bragging about how awesome she is now?

"By the way, my grandfather asked me to give her the rest of the set of information. Yours hasn't been done yet, right? If you haven't, just make a copy for your cousin."

Fan Jingjing was startled, frowned and said, "I've already done it."

"so fast?"

Yang Yi received the information the day before yesterday. After receiving it, he made three copies. One copy was given to Fan Jingjing and one was kept for himself.Fan Jingjing agreed with him that if the spare one was not made in the end, it would be left to her cousin.

Her cousin is a sophomore in high school this year and will use it next year.

As for why they didn't make more copies, it was because it was unnecessary. They had no intention of sharing such important information with others. After all, the college entrance examination was like a battlefield. If there was one less competitor, who would want one more?
But now he gave Song Jiawen a share.
A country bumpkin, is she worthy?

"You should refuse Grandpa Yang."

Isn't Fan Jingjing very happy? She feels that Yang Yi is really inflexible. Even if he agrees on the surface, he can't find a reason to refuse afterwards?
Or just refuse to give it and say it’s gone.

No matter what, it's impossible for his grandparents to force him to give it, right?
Yang Yi didn't expect her to say that. He thought she would understand him. After all, in addition to his grandfather, his grandmother was watching from the side. How bold could he dare to reject them both?
Not to mention others, even his brother knew about it and would definitely fix him later.

Is it worth upsetting the grandparents for a set of review materials?
Yang Yi pursed her lips and said nothing. Fan Jingjing glanced at him, stopped talking, lowered her head and began to review.

But the atmosphere between the two has changed subtly, and it is not as harmonious as before.

The driver of the Yang family took Song Jiawen back to school. She first went back to the dormitory to wash her clothes, and then went to the classroom to find Jiang Yan with the new review materials.

The two agreed yesterday that Jiang Yan would be waiting for her in the classroom today.

"Here, information on Beicheng and Kyoto."

"Beicheng and Kyoto?"

Jiang Yan looked surprised, how could he leave a relative and come back with a pile of review materials?
He took it and opened it casually. After reading two pages, his expression gradually became serious, and his eyes couldn't help but shine with excitement, "Damn! This is really..."

He didn't know how to describe it due to his poor vocabulary, so he held it back for a long time and said, "It's so awesome!"

Song Jiawen glanced at him and said, "You can take this compliment seriously."

Jiang Yan smiled like an idiot and asked, "Do you want to make copies?"

"Yes." Song Jiawen said concisely and to the point.

"Okay, I'll send it to you after copying it. Time is running out, so let them read it as soon as possible."

The two of them did what they said, immediately packed up their things and walked out.

"Did you get this information from your aunt's house?"

"Yeah." "There are also seniors in her family?"

"There is one."

"Which high school is it? It's not our school, right?"

"No, it seems like an experimental middle school?"

Jiang Yan: "."

Why don't you know him?
"what is it call?"

"Yang Yi."

Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief and didn't recognize him.

But he forgot one thing. When he was reborn, he was in Jianghai Middle School. In his past life and this life, he had not seen the classmates from the Experimental Middle School for almost two lifetimes.

Not to mention the person's name, he might not remember it even if he met face to face while walking.

The two of them came out of school with schoolbags on their backs. Jiang Yan also specially asked Song Jiawen to take the weekend test paper issued by the teacher, hoping to copy it and find a place like a cafe to do homework.

People who always stay in the classroom will be mentally paralyzed. Occasionally, they need to find an elegant and atmospheric environment to change their mood.

Song Jiawen didn't care, as long as she didn't need to spend money.

But she couldn't go to the studio today. When she just came back from Yang's house, she called the studio at the school gate, but no one answered.I think it was because of the weekend that Teacher Song was not here.

It's really a pity.

A painting costs 200 yuan, which is enough for her to eat for a month.

Because the level of the materials this time was higher than before, Song Jiawen made a special call to Teacher Yu after copying and sending it out.

She felt that if she could make full use of these materials, she wouldn't need the test papers after the city's No. [-] Middle School. After all, this one was more comprehensive and covered all the basics and difficulties.

After the two mailed the information, they walked along the street near the post office.

In the end, Jiang Yan chose a cafe that was a little out of the way but quiet with few people.

He knew that Song Jiawen liked sweets, so he ordered two cups of coffee and a small cake.

"It's a rare occasion to come here. You can order whatever you want."

Jiang Yan likes computers, and his familiarity with them is his greatest confidence as a reborn person. When he first took over the Internet cafe in Jianghai Town, almost 80.00% of the computers were broken, and the remaining 20.00% were either stuck or had problems. I can only listen to music.

Later, he dismantled it all and reassembled it with new parts, and then the Internet cafe could continue to operate.

Later, he asked Huang Mao to go to the county to collect second-hand computers, reassemble them and sell them. Although he only made a profit, the money he earned in more than half a year was enough for him to spend for a year.

As long as it's not particularly extravagant.

So he could afford to visit this place once in a while.

Song Jiawen was not polite to him, and picked another beautiful piece of strawberry cake, and then ate it while reading the information she got from Yang Yi.

Jiang Yan selected a set of biology test questions and started doing them.

Let's not talk about English for yesterday's exam. He felt that he did very well in the biology test this time. If there were no accidents, he should do well in the science test this time.

This is also thanks to Song Jiawen helping him organize the question types two days before the exam, and then studying the questions vigorously for a day. Not to mention that the effect will be particularly significant, but at least the improvement is obvious.

So now he wanted to strike while the iron was hot and quickly lift the creature up.

"Jiang Yan? Hey, Jingjing, do you think that's Jiang Yan?"

(End of this chapter)