I pampered my mother in the nurturing game

People who are too good just stand there and are like luminous bodies.

Originally, the teachers in Class [-] were a little disinterested.

The quality and level of teaching in rural areas is far inferior to that in cities, and students' horizons and knowledge are also deeply limited. Although this sounds unpleasant, it is an indisputable fact.

If you choose a general among the dwarfs, even a chicken head may not become a phoenix tail.

But after two classes, the slap in the face came so quickly, like a tornado.

This is more than just a chicken head, it can be called a phoenix head.

The teachers of Class [-] seem to have seen the honor coming to them a few months later.

For teachers, it is a matter of pride and accomplishment to be able to cultivate a proud student.

It is no exaggeration to describe Lin Haihong's special experience as sweet and savory.

Although Yu Feiwan was not able to witness this scene with his own eyes, he probably had some guesses in his mind.

This kind of special encounter is not God's natural blessing, but Lin Haihong's own efforts to not slack off even in the cold weather, the sweltering heat, the dead of night, and the darkness of the morning.

In other words, Lin Haihong deserves this.

Everyone's present and future contain every move in the past.

If tall buildings rise from the ground, there will be no pie in the sky.

As soon as the bell rang, Yu Feiwan ignored the curiosity from his classmates and ran towards the classroom of Class [-] and Class [-] as if on hot wheels.

Not only is the mother worried about her son traveling thousands of miles, but it is also worrying about borrowing a green onion from next door.

At the door of Class [-], Grade [-], Yu Feiwan and Teacher Chen, who had just left the classroom, bumped into each other in the corridor.

"Hello, Teacher Chen." Yu Feiwan hurriedly bowed his head and said hello.

Teacher Chen was startled at first, his eyebrows softened slightly, and his whole person seemed to be a little softer. "It's not late, right?"

"Did you pass the grade-skipping exam?"

"Yes, I passed by luck." Yu Feiwan nodded.

Teacher Chen raised the corners of his lips, and a slight surprise flashed in his gentle eyes, "Not bad, not bad."

"Looking for Yu Ping and Yu Fengjiao?"

"Go."

Vaguely, Yu Feiwan heard a sigh.

Looking up again, Teacher Chen had already passed by her, and all she could see was her graceful back.

Yu Feiwan frowned in confusion, withdrew his gaze, leaned against the door frame, and saw the two eye-catching positions "Pingping."

Yu Feiwan called softly.

Yu Ping, who had her back to the classroom door, turned around suddenly, her eyes suddenly lit up and became radiant.

Opposite Yu Ping, scratching her hair in annoyance, Yu Fengjiao, who was unable to solve the problem in the notebook, also raised her head, stood up, and ran towards Yu Feiwan with a sad face, "Feiwan, it's so difficult, so difficult."

Yu Feiwan looked at Yu Fengjiao's messy head like a chicken coop, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Yu Ping, who was relatively calm and peaceful, and breathed a sigh of relief.

This start was hellish for Yu Fengjiao.

For Yu Ping, it is still within the acceptable range.

Yu Feiwan raised his hand and smoothed Yu Fengjiao's messy hair with his fingers. "Everything is difficult at the beginning, let's hurry up."

"If that doesn't work, go back and find the old textbooks, and I'll make up for you starting from the first grade."

"Passed?" Yu Ping blinked her big bright eyes and asked with a smile. Before Yu Feiwan could answer, Yu Ping said to herself, "I knew you could do it."

Yu Feiwan followed Yu Ping's example and blinked, "If you are wronged or bullied, just come to me."

"Class every four years."

"On the third floor."

Yu Ping raised her eyebrows proudly, "Do I look like someone who is being bullied?"

"Hehe, at noon today, mom will be very happy when she knows the news that you skipped a grade."

"Then I'm happy too."

"Go back quickly. In these few minutes, you are still running back and forth in a hurry. Be careful when going up and down the stairs. Don't sprain your feet, don't step on the ground, and don't fall. Jiaojiao and I still have to complete the extra arithmetic problems assigned by Teacher Chen. "

At this point, Yu Ping couldn't help but sigh. "Okay, okay, I'll go back right away."

Seeing that Yu Fengjiao was really frustrated, Yu Feiwan said based on the experience of those who have been there, "Most teachers don't hate students who like to ask questions. If you don't understand something, let's listen more and ask more. Slowly, those students who you think are obstacles will come to the fore." All the problems can be solved easily.”

Yu Fengjiao nodded reluctantly.

Yu Ping waved and smiled brightly.

Yu Feiwan couldn't help but arch his eyebrows, wanting to pinch Ping Ping's soft little face.

Taking a deep breath, Yu Feiwan suppressed the bad thoughts he was about to have.

"Then I'm going back."

Step three back.

Not seeing her for one day was like three autumns. She was missing this class, and I was worried.

Third floor, corridor.

"Cousin?"

"I was thinking of giving you a surprise."

"Why don't you pretend you don't know?"

The fourth and fifth grade students are on the third floor.

"Teacher Zhao told me." Lin Haihong's smile was very light and shallow, but there was a feeling of the rebirth of all things, when the willow trees shed their winter clothes and emerged as vibrant as buds, yet warm and silent.

The sunlight leaking through the corridor window is like a circle of swaying golden edges.

"Don't you ask me why I didn't choose to skip fifth grade?" Yu Feiwan said calmly, leaning on the window sill with his arms, feeling the wind blowing in through the gap.

Lin Haihong blurted out, "I know the reason."

“Fourth grade would be great.”

Now, he only needs to wait for one year before he can go to school with his cousin Fei Wan again and become an alumnus of the middle school.

"I think so too." Yu Feiwan turned his head and smiled brightly.

"What about you?"

"How about being in a new class at a new school?"

Although he knew it well, Yu Feiwan still asked.

Children who are thoughtful will still feel happy as long as they are willing to be cared about.

Lin Haihong nodded honestly, "The teachers are very good to me, and the classmates also take good care of me. The deskmates assigned to me are also very helpful."

"Everything is fine."

Yu Feiwan raised his chin, "I knew it."

"In the eyes of the teacher, being a sweet potato is equivalent to holding Shang Fang's sword."

"The bell is about to ring. The bell is about to ring. It's time to go back to the classroom."

"I'll wait for you at the stairs after school."

When Yu Feiwan returned to the classroom, the tall and thin male classmate was lowering his head and racing against time to destroy the rice cakes in his hand. His turbulent attitude was very scary.

Doesn't this really make you choke?

Yu Feiwan expressed his doubts.

As it turns out, no.

One bite at a time, the tablemates enjoyed themselves.

Sensing Yu Feiwan's unblinking gaze, his deskmate reluctantly handed Sun Ge a piece of white rice cake, "You can't tell the teacher if you eat it."

Yu Feiwan sniffed lightly, and the pastry in her hand was still slightly warm, exuding a floral fragrance that she could not identify, and it was particularly sweet.

She refused to admit that she was greedy. The things in the classroom must be particularly tempting, as if she fell asleep fastest on the desk.

"You don't eat?"

"It's delicious. This is something you don't want to eat."

"You have to be loyal and don't complain." (End of Chapter)