Rebirth 96: Begin the life of a monster from kindergarten

Sitting in the boat of time and looking at the river, I always feel that time is passing too slowly. It is not until I look up and see the bridgehead on the shore that I realize that I have been drifting with the boat for so long.

There is a notice board hanging at the door of the small supermarket in the school with a line of chalk words written on it: New classmate directory!

The old man who looks after the dormitory suddenly started a side job, buying books and papers at 30 cents a pound. So many students packed up their question banks and test papers from their first and second year of high school and sold them. As for textbooks, they would wait until the college entrance examination results came out before considering whether to sell them.

"Hang Yi, come on, write a yearbook. The more words the better!"

"This is mine, write mine first!"

I don’t know who was the first one in the class to buy a yearbook. After Zhang Yihang received one in the morning, there were more than twenty copies piled on the table by the afternoon.

The yearbooks designed by merchants are very fresh and simple. Each page can be taken down separately, and after the students have finished writing, they can just put them together again.

Buying a yearbook is not just for girls. Even most boys will buy one. After all, for high school students, besides studying, the greatest wealth is the friendship among classmates.

Especially after entering college, I gradually came into contact with the small society of college, and then stepped into the real big society. Looking back at that time, high school time became even more precious.

Young boys and girls would take this opportunity to talk to classmates whom they admired but never dared to talk to before, and then treasure the yearbook written by them.

Some boys will even write their confessions in a tactful way in their yearbooks, hoping that girls can understand them.

"Classmate, how long will it take you to finish writing?" Looking at Zhang Yixing writing in the yearbook, Zhao Jinmai felt his hands sore just by watching.

Zhang Yixing shook his right hand and said with a smile: "I'll just write it secretly during class. If you can think of some more words for me, I feel like I'm running out of words!"

"I won't help you! I haven't finished writing my yearbook yet!" Zhao Jinmai snorted.

Although he said he would not help, he swiftly took out his notepad, wrote a few words on it, tore it off and handed it to Zhang Yixing. The words were nothing more than wishes for good luck in the college entrance examination and no regrets in life.

With Zhao Jinmai's help, Zhang Yixing copied the notes directly, and his speed was much faster.

"Yihang, someone is looking for you at the door!"

A classmate called Zhang Yixing and pointed to the door.

Zhang Yihang looked up and saw three unfamiliar girls standing at the door, waving at them shyly.

"I'll go check it out!"

After greeting Zhao Jinmai, Zhang Yihang walked to the door and asked, "Are you looking for me?"

The leading girl smiled and handed a yearbook to Zhang Yixing, whispering, "Um, Zhang Yixing, my name is Zhou Mingzhu, from Class 6, I'm graduating now, and I want you to write a yearbook for me as a souvenir of high school!"

"Okay, just come and get it during the next break!" Zhang Yixing nodded and took the yearbook.

Zhou Mingzhu's face turned red with excitement. She had seen Zhang Yixing on campus before, and had only glanced at him from a distance with her classmates. Now that she was about to graduate, she didn't want to have any regrets about high school, so after discussing with her classmates, she bravely came over to ask Zhang Yixing to write in the yearbook. She originally thought she would be rejected, but she didn't expect it to be so smooth.

The two girls next to them seemed to have the courage, and handed over the yearbook hidden behind their backs, saying excitedly: "Classmates, please write one for me too!" "And me, I like you so much!"

Zhang Yihang also took it over, "Just come over next class!"

After receiving the yearbook and waiting for the three girls to leave, Zhang Yihang turned around and went back to the classroom.

Zhao Jinmai had been looking at the classroom door. When he saw Zhang Yihang coming back, he joked, "Hey, celebrities!"

Zhang Yixing raised his chin, twitched his tongue, and said with a smile: "Then you are the celebrity's little wife!" His voice was not low, and there was a sudden booing sound all around. The students who were far away hurriedly asked what happened, and after getting the answer, they clapped and grinned.

Zhao Jinmai immediately stopped and lay down on the table to continue writing notes.

In the following days, the number of people who wanted Zhang Yixing to write for them in their yearbooks continued to increase. At the end of the get out of class, there would always be a girl standing at the classroom door, holding the yearbook in her hand and asking Zhang Yixing to write a few words for her.

Zhang and his entourage accepted everyone who came!
What a wonderful high school life! The blushing cheeks of an 18-year-old girl are like spring flowers and autumn moons, the most beautiful scenery in the world.

Before school was over that night, the head teacher knocked on the classroom door. When everyone looked in his direction, he waved to Zhang Yihang and said, "Student Yihang, come here!"

Zhang Yixing stood up and walked out of the classroom, following the grade director to the corridor window.

"A group of classmates, the graduating class will take graduation photos soon. In the past few days, the head teachers of each class have given me feedback that the classmates in the class want to take graduation photos with you! What I mean is, when the photo is taken, all the classes can participate, what do you think!"

Hearing the purpose stated by the head teacher, Zhang Yihang quickly said, "Teacher, no problem!"

The head teacher smiled, patted Zhang Yixing on the shoulder, and said with emotion: "Yixing, after graduation, come back often to visit!"

"Oh, I will!" Zhang Yixing nodded, thought for a moment, and asked, "By the way, teacher, will the seniors have a unified meal before the college entrance examination?"

"Yes, it has been like this every year to ensure that the college entrance examination is foolproof! During the days of the college entrance examination, all candidates will have meals at the school. Of course, the dining fee will be charged uniformly. The school will set the menu and arrange for the canteen chef to serve meals according to the menu!"

Zhang Yixing nodded. He suddenly remembered this incident because he had experienced it before.

The three days of the college entrance examination plus the four days before the exam, a total of one week, all candidates will eat in the restaurant. At the same time, because the classrooms are occupied as examination rooms, everyone will also study together in the restaurant.

Since it involves the college entrance examination, the meals arranged are of a high standard. After all, the college entrance examination is actually very mentally taxing, and every year there are students who cannot hold on and perform poorly.

There is no way to relieve psychological pressure, but physical strength needs to be strengthened. The school’s solution in this regard is to arrange nutritious meals in a unified manner.

Except for breakfast, lunch and dinner, there are meat dishes for every meal, such as pork ribs and prawns. Of course, we dare not arrange fish because it has bones, which will be troublesome if it gets stuck.

However, Luocheng is a small county after all, and most of the students come from rural areas. Some students are reluctant to eat the nutritious meals which are not cheap.

Zhang Yixing knew that this nutritious meal was indeed a rule set by high school teachers in order for students to perform better in the college entrance examination, and not for personal gain.

If it's for money, there are plenty of opportunities in the three years of high school, and you will never cause trouble during the college entrance examination. After all, the pass rate for undergraduate studies is the most important assessment criterion for high school teachers.

Zhang Yihang thought for a moment and said, "Let me take care of the nutritious meals this time. The standard is 100 yuan per person per day. This is also something I can do for my classmates before graduation!"

The head teacher looked at Zhang Yixing in surprise and said hesitantly, "Yixing, isn't the standard too high? Fifty is actually enough. If the food is too good, some students can't bear it. In the past, some students had nosebleeds during the college entrance examination because their families gave them too much supplements. And even if it's fifty yuan, it's still a lot of money!"

Hearing what the head teacher said, Zhang Yixing also felt enlightened. After thinking for a while, he replied, "Fifty is fifty. I will still give each student one hundred yuan. As for the rest, after the college entrance examination is over, please investigate the poor students in the school. Those who can't afford the university tuition will be paid from the remaining money!"

"Well, okay!" The head teacher sighed and said with emotion: "In the past few years, you have contributed a lot to the school!"

"Hey, it's my alma mater after all. I support education in poor areas every year, but I can't neglect my alma mater, right? No matter what time it is, I hope my alma mater will develop better and better!"

"Okay, I'll go back and report this matter. I'll emphasize again that you must come back often in the future!"

"Yes, definitely!" (End of this chapter)