Back to girlhood years

Even after living two lives, ye Fei still can't say the word "friend". From childhood to adulthood, from previous life to present life, she thinks she has had many friends, and some of them have the feeling of eating and sleeping together. But every time she graduates, whether it's kindergarten, primary school, junior high school, or high school, her friendship collapses immediately. From then on, she rushes into her colorful world, I fell into my world.

Therefore, when the beauty head teacher said, "when you grow up, you will know that the friends you made in high school are the most intimate, the most rare and the longest time." Ye Fei laughed. She vaguely remembered that the junior high school teacher had said the same thing.

Apart from her obsession with the future, ye Fei doesn't seem to have any special expectations for her friends. She looks good and feels comfortable playing together, like Qin song, Meng Yiyi, young master Lei and Ding Ying.

"Mom, I'm so tired. This is the fifth floor. I have to get up a few minutes earlier than others in the morning. It's really sad," Ding Ying complained as she climbed the stairs with her bag.

Ye Fei's nose is sweating. It's the hottest time in the middle of the day. Her parents help her make the bed and then she turns her out. She and Ding Ying eat casually and go to the supermarket to buy daily necessities. The cashier's wife is very enthusiastic and asks them if they want to buy mosquito nets. The mosquitoes are the most serious at this time.

Ding Ying asked Ye Fei in a low voice: "we are on the fifth floor. We don't need to buy it. Can mosquitoes fly so high?"

Ye Fei nodded solemnly. Her new home is on the seventh floor, and mosquitoes can still go up. Don't underestimate the ability of these little things. "In order to have a good sleep tonight, you have to buy them." Ye Fei regretted that she threw away the mosquito net at the end of her freshman year.

The two girls worked hard in the stuffy dormitory for a long time before hanging the mosquito net. Ding Ying's mouth didn't stop in the middle of the way, but she was only limited to chatting with Ye Fei. She was very indifferent to other people in the same dormitory. When they talked to her, she looked indifferent. Fortunately, other girls also had their own small groups, just politely saying hello.

What happened in the afternoon was similar to what ye Fei expected. The most important thing was to send a new book. The beauty teacher in charge looked around the classroom and said, "the boys in our class went to the academic affairs office with me to get a new book, but there seemed to be a little few people. Any girl who would like to help would follow me.".

A few boys stand up happily, and then a few girls stand up. A dozen of them walk out of the classroom. Ye Fei breathes a sigh. She still wants to stand up. It seems that there are more positive people than her, which makes her worry for nothing.

The rest of the people were chatting and playing with their mobile phones in the classroom. Ye Fei's deskmate, Tang Ruixuan, went out to work as a laborer. When he got up, ye Fei doubted whether his small body could carry the heavy textbooks. The boy was really thin, his arms were thinner than ye Fei's, and his tall son was not tall. At most, he was as tall as ye Fei, which made Ye Fei very embarrassed, In terms of size, it seems that she should be a laborer.

She sat in her seat bored, thinking that instead of wasting her time here, she might as well seize the time to read a book. She took out the senior two's math exercise book from her schoolbag. The first few pages had already been done, and she continued to do it. A few minutes later, there was a sigh around her.

"That's positive.".

"I don't know who to show it to.".

"The stupid birds are not allowed to fly first.".

See, human nature is like this. She muddles along and can't see other people's efforts. Ye Fei smiles. Now she doesn't envy those peers who have no pressure and play all day, because the future life will prove that those days when you don't work hard will one day need you to make up with more efforts.

Nothing can rival the power of time. This is the most painful lesson of Yefei's last life, and also the most valuable experience of this life. If she can, she really wants to teach these principles to those reckless and muddleheaded teenagers, but the most important thing for them at this age is preaching, parents' and teachers. It's a pity that they never really understand.

Stacks of new textbooks are tied up by white plastic ropes and piled on the platform. Those textbooks with ink smell almost filled Ye Fei's eyes. After graduating from University for many years, when she was running back and forth for her livelihood, she thought of this taste countless times. There is really nothing happier than learning.

The classroom is still noisy. Ye Fei sees many people's eyes bursting with excitement and expectation. The textbooks on the platform bring them new hope. Maybe in the near future, my academic performance will advance by leaps and bounds, no longer be looked down upon, and no longer let my family down.

There are 54 people in class 5 of liberal arts. After checking, the head teacher handed them to the people in the first row, and then passed them back in turn. Ye Fei was in the fourth row. When she handed them to her, there were still four books. She saw the textbook with a damaged cover at a glance. She hesitated for a moment, kept the broken book, and then laughed at herself. She knew that no one would say she would sacrifice herself for others, Instead, they say she's stupid.

She doesn't mind what others say, but she's a passer-by. She knows that students' expectations for new books and that a damaged book will affect their mood. It's not that she hasn't seen the textbook of grade two in senior high school, so she just helps others.

In addition to books, the experimental high school also has its own printed exercise books, notebooks, and so on. The desk is piled high. Ye Fei solemnly writes down her name and class. Because of too much force, the cover of the thin exercise book is punctured by the tip of the pen. Ye Fei's tongue is sticking out. A new life is coming. Ye Fei, come on.

During the break, Ding Ying ran to Ye Fei and said mysteriously, "have you heard that our sophomores are going to have military training this year? We'll be with them when the first year of high school starts in a few days.".

"Well?" Ye Fei searched in her mind. It seems that there is such a thing. Every time the experimental high school starts its summer vacation, she has to engage in military training, but she has already graduated from high school,

"Nine times out of ten, it's true. After a summer vacation, our hearts are all broken. Let's take this opportunity to have a good heart and go all out to fight in the sophomore year of senior high school. The instructors we invited are all officers of the local army. They must be cool." Ding Ying's eyes are flying. She doesn't seem to realize what the essence of military training is.

"Oh, let's wait and see.".

After school in the afternoon, the head teacher really talked about military training. He enthusiastically explained the benefits and fun of military training. He also mentioned the situation of military training when he was in college. "At that time, we were directly pulled to the military training ground, dressed in camouflage clothes, and lived there for half a month. When we went back to school, everyone was sunburned, Therefore, women who love beauty must pay attention to sun protection.

There was a roar of laughter at the bottom. A week of military training means that there is no class for a week. There is nothing more exciting than that. Almost everyone's eyes are bright. Ye Fei also laughs, but she murmurs in her heart. Isn't she the only one who doesn't like military training. When she first entered high school, she still remembered the military training. When she turned left and right, she looked at the face of the boy in front of her and said, "don't you mean to turn right?"