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Chapter 792 Knowing the gains and losses with one heart, not enough for outsiders 7
Then I will be a middle school student.Zhang Jingya sat in the brand new classroom, thinking happily.

new environment.new teacher.new classmates.new home.Everything is new.It's too far away from her.In this way, will you hear the sentence pattern of "Look at others..." from parents and their mothers in the future?Never hear it again.

very nice.

Everyone has a nightmare growing up.The names of nightmares are collectively referred to as children of other people's families.

——Look at other people's children, how diligent they are.look at you……

—Look at other people's children, how good their academic performance is.look at you……

——Look at other people's children, how well-behaved they are.look at you……

……

Zhang Jingya's nightmare is Park Anhao.

——Look at Pu Anhao, the first thing he does when he comes back from school is to do his homework.As for you, you know how to watch TV.Originally, I planned to practice calligraphy after watching this episode, but now I am not in the mood at all, so I just finished watching all of them.Zhang Jingya thought that her rebellious psychology might have been developed at that time.

——Look at Pu Anhao, who has won awards every semester, and is No. 1 in the final exam this time.As for you, you didn't make the top ten.Although my grades are not as good as hers, there is still some progress.It is obviously ten ranks higher than the midterm exam.Zhang Jingya felt really wronged.

——Look at Pu Anhao, who knows how to help the family with laundry, and you, you are too lazy.Zhang Jingya remembers that every time she asked for help, her mother refused and she had to go back to do her homework.Is this also my fault?

Zhang Jingya admitted that Park Anhao is a good boy, and also very good.Still my best friend.She didn't care at all that her grades were worse than hers.However, every time she heard the adults chanting like this, she was very upset.There was even a hint of dislike in my heart.

But it's fine now.

Finally don't worry anymore.

A long time later, Zhang Jingya heard a song "Other People's Children" on Douban.She listened to the simple melody many times.She thought of her childhood, and then felt that the lyrics were so apt.The theme of the first class meeting in the university was "Reminiscence of Childhood Like Water", and she sang this song in class.Someone recorded her singing scene, engraved it, and gave it to her.She sent her to Park Anhao.But no response was received.Maybe it wasn't received.she thinks.

"When I was a child, I understood one thing. Other people's children are more sensible than me if they are not literate. He doesn't need to sleep or eat. He does papers day and night. He has been popular since he was a child. Every parent knows..."

Zhang Jingya has a standard oval face, shawl and long hair, and a gentle personality.In the middle of the summer, there is a large group of friends in no time.Her home is in a tall building not far from the school.Like other students in the school, she is picked up by her father every day.Sometimes she also thinks of Park Anhao, she still walks to and from school by herself now.I don't know if I know any new classmates, maybe I won't play alone anymore.She also thought about going back to see her on Saturday, but every time she made up her mind, it happened that her friends from school would meet again to go shopping, or there was a football game in Xia Tian.Sometimes, she worried for no reason that maybe they would go back and compare themselves with her again.So the plan to return to Lianhuadu was always postponed until next time.

I'll go back and see her next time.Anyway, I wrote to her.

So in the first school year, Zhang Jingya only wrote letters to Pu Anhao except for going back once during the Spring Festival.

(End of this chapter)