My Return to Life

The night of winter gradually spread to cover the whole Tangli.

　　 Wiping the darkening sky, Fang Nian returned to the staff community.

　　 "Any good news for me?"

　　 Guan Qiu Hebian clothed vegetables and asked Fang Nian who opened the door and walked in.

　　 Fangnian took the conversation casually: "Where is the good news?"

　　 Guan Qiuhe tilted his head and looked over, with a dissatisfied expression: "Of course it is your grades and your contribution fees!"

　　 Fang Nian just reacted and said casually.

　　 "Oh, the manuscript fee is relatively stable, and the grades are not bad. Let's come to 600 points. Fudan University will basically get it."

　　 continued.

　　 "If you don't tell me, I forgot. I have to call home and tell my mom that the contribution fee has been paid."

　　 Guan Qiuhe blinked his eyes: "It's a bit amazing!"

　　 "Wash your hands first, come over to eat, call while eating, the food will be cool in winter."

　　 Fangnian answered.

　　 After sitting down at the dining table, Fang Nian took out his cell phone and dialed Lin Feng's number, looked at Guan Qiuhe and said, "Wait, I speak Tangli dialect."

　　 Guan Qiuhe said indifferently: "It's okay, don't worry about me."

　　 Then the call was connected, and Lin Feng's voice came over.

　　 "Fang Nian, it's night, what's the matter on the phone?"

　　 Fang Nian simply said: "This month's draft fee has reached a little more than 170,000. Take the time to call Dad to check."

　　 "So many more!" Lin Feng exclaimed in a low voice.

　　 Without waiting for Ms. Lin Feng to say more, Fang Nian continued.

　　 "There is also the city entrance exam yesterday. I got a total score of 617, a solid Fudan seedling."

"what!"

　　 Lin Feng probably stood up suddenly.

　　 "How did you take the test with such a high score, how do you rank in the city?"

　　 Fangnian replied: "Just take the test, the ranking hasn't come out yet, remember to check the accounts, if Dad likes to smoke King Furong but is reluctant to buy it, you can buy him a box and put it at home."

　　 "I'm eating, hang up first."

　　 After hanging up, he saw Guan Qiuhe's curious eyes as soon as he looked up. Fang Nian briefly explained: "Tell my mom to check the accounts and tell her the score."

　　 "617 right?"

　　 Guan Qiuhe said suddenly.

　　 Fang Nian nodded subconsciously, not knowing what Guan Qiuhe was doing suddenly.

　　 "Fudan is really stable, I should add a dish for you today."

　　 Fangnian: "?"

　　 Guan Qiuhe said to himself: "Your mother should be very happy, I can hear her surprise."

　　 "It seems that [fo]'s main business has not fallen at all. That's good. I still wonder if you are going to take Waterloo for this exam."

　　 Fang Nian said with a smug look: "That doesn't exist. Learning is the main business. This is the basic rule. Don't mess."

　　 "……"

　　 Maybe it was because of the postponement of the exam, which gave everyone more time to review.

　　 Everyone got pretty good results in this exam.

　　 When going to school to study in the evening, Fang Nian ran into Lin Yucong who was waiting specially.

　　 "I'm in a good mood and did a good exam?"

　　 Lin Yucong wiped his nose with the back of his hand and cleared his throat before pretending to be nonchalant, "It's okay, it's only 480."

　　 "Atmosphere, I gave 20 more this time." Fang Nian raised his thumbs with both hands, approvingly.

　　 Lin Yusong rolled his eyes: "I know you are great, 617!"

　　 "Next time we can compare!"

　　 "With my speed of improvement, with my room for improvement, basically only I can catch up."

　　 Fangnian raised his eyebrows and glanced up and down Lin Yucong, jokingly said: "So this is the weakest words in the most ruthless tone?"

　　 Lin Yu snorted: "You control me!"

　　 "……"

　　 Fangnian laughed.

　　 Lin Yucong snorted again, not knowing what he thought, and a smile appeared on his face.

　　 has been in contact with Lin Yucong for a long time, and Fang Nian also discovered that this little girl has a pretty good personality.

　　 is indeed very different from these girls in eighth middle school.

　　 How do you say that sentence, it is simply a treasure girl.

　　 It is precisely because of Lin Yucong and them that Fang Nian’s return to youth during this period of Fang Nian is not so dull and boring, full of life...

　　... On December 12, the city ranking was finally released to Tangli No. 8 Middle School.

　　 No name in the top 580 of liberal arts.

　　 Two of the top five hundred and eighty in science.

　　 Zhu Pengfei is on the list, ranking 469th.

　　 Fang Nian's ranking has risen by a large margin, entering the top ten.

　　 Counting down, there are only thirty or fifty Tongfeng candidates each year who can be promoted to a prestigious school like Qingbei.

　　Compared with the total of 300 or 400 people admitted to Qingbei in Xiangchu every year, plus the thousands of people admitted by prestigious schools like Zhejiang University, Shanghai Jiaotong University, and Fudan University, it seems very small.

　　 Especially Xiangchu is also known as the province of education and has a reputation.

　　 The actual reason is simple. The four high schools of Changjun, Yali, Affiliated Middle School and No. 1 Middle School in the provincial capital account for more than 70% of Qingbei’s admissions in Hunan.

　　 There are less than 30% of outstanding students. To be less, 30 to 40% are concentrated in other high schools in provincial cities, and there are only so many outstanding students in other ordinary prefecture-level cities.

　　 Educational resources are never balanced...

　　 For this reason, Li Donghong even switched to the third class with the English teacher, and spent half of the class to comment on the exam.

　　 "...you have to learn from Fang Nian."

　　 "The third year of high school is a year that can be restarted, a year that can give birth to miracles, and it is never too late to start."

　　 "……"

　　 Li Donghong sputtered and said words of approval.

　　 Anyone who made progress in this exam was praised by name.

　　 Zhu Pengfei, Liu Yang, and Li Annan are among them.

　　 and emphatically praised Li Annan, saying: "Li Annan was also the last in his grades before, and now he has the hope of having a second copy!"

　　 "I can even see the hope of a book."

　　 "……"

　　 This exaggeration caused Li Annan's mouth to split on the spot.

　　 After praising the progress this time, Li Donghong played the same old tune again and repeatedly emphasized the need to cheer, work hard, and be fierce.

　　 Finally, Li Donghong changed his words: "This news was originally announced in the afternoon. Now I will tell you in advance."

　　 "On the afternoon of the 30th of this month, the school will hold a New Year's Day art performance, each class will have a program, and finally there will be a special program for art students. If you have ideas, you can apply to the class leader first."

　　 "……"

　　 Then Li Donghong arranged for everyone to review freely, then turned around and called Fang Nian into the office.

　　 "Fang Nian, at the art performance, the school wants you to give a speech, the theme is to encourage learning..."

　　 Fang Nian slowly typed a question mark: "?"

　　 Then Li Donghong explained: "The last time the superiors inspected, you gave a very good lecture. This time the principal personally called the name, and you must do it."

　　 "Don't have a psychological burden, just perform normally, write your speech well these days, have a deep intention, and have a broad content..."

　　 Fang Nian: "……"

　　 "Okay, teacher."

　　 What can he say.

　　 Blame yourself for being too good?

　　 cannot be used.

　　 It’s just that Fang Nian didn’t even think about it. Speeches would really fall on him.

　　 is not to say that eighth high school has never had a student speech.

　　 There will be two or three times in each semester. The main purpose is to encourage learning and promote excellent learning models. There are necessary things such as the college entrance examination and the oath of the college entrance examination.

　　In my impression, the Eighth Middle School even invited an ‘incentive master’ to come to the school to give a speech.

　　 No, this time should be called a master of spiritual potential.

　　 Desperately filling chicken soup.

　　 It’s just that according to Fang Nian’s memory of the experience, this kind of thing should be taken care of by the monitor or school committee of the key class of the grade.

　　 It can only be said that it is too good, even if it is nailed to a coffin... even if it is sitting in a classroom, buried in a book, it will emit an excellent and bright light from the gap...

　　...... On the 15th, the school notified the third grade to participate in the commendation meeting.

　　 Fang Nian was also called into the office by Li Donghong after receiving the notification from the broadcast speaker.

　　 "Fang Nian, your speech is still not good. It is not at your level. You have to show the calmness when you were going to drink in the previous talk. You have to have the kind of grace that is easy to come by, and have..."

　　 "The title doesn't work either..."

　　 "……"

　　 "Rewrite it completely!"

　　 Fangnian raised his eyebrows slightly, and nodding on the surface should be: "Okay."

　　 The first version of the speech was submitted but the details were revised.

When 　　 reached the third edition, Li Donghong directly let it be overthrown and start over.

　　 Not even the title will work.

　　 Fang Nian feels a shock, spitting out thousands of words, which are carefully selected in terms of the depth of conception and the breadth of the words, but the result is not good...

　　 With a dazed message, he followed the crowd to the playground.

　　 The third grade commendation will begin soon.

　　 Compared to the rush last time, the school is well prepared this time.

　　 There are also more talks, such as... the tenth in the city is in Tangli No. 8 Middle School, which is a beautiful thing worthy of a big book.

　　 Fortunately, in the end, it is controlled in one class.

　　 Unfortunately, the school did not prepare award certificates for outstanding students this time. Fang Nian, who won the first grade and the best outstanding student again, only received two honorary certificates.

　　 A red hard shell cover with a piece of white paper inside.

　　 does not look as bright as the award certificate.

　　 "The exam is so good, will Ms. Lin Feng be more sad if I don't give a certificate?"

When 　　 stood on the flag-raising platform to receive the prize alone, Fang Nian couldn't help thinking.

　　…………

　　…………

　　 Days pass by.

　　 is getting closer and closer to the bell of 2009 in the solar calendar.

　　 The weather is getting dry and cold.

　　 Tangli No. 8 High School has a low level of activity on the campus.

　　 If there is a choice, Fang Nian believes that everyone can't wait to hide in the dorm bed.

　　 Every day I hear about someone who hasn’t gotten up and is told by others as a conversation.

　　 Compared with the laziness after winter, Li Annan obviously has more melancholy to express.

　　 "Old Fang, 2008 will be over, what should I do?"

　　 Finally, Li Annan asked Fang Nian to confide in his heart.

　　 I don’t know when it started. Li Annan felt that Fang Nian could answer all his doubts.

　　 Fang Nian said relievedly: "You should think so, at least not backing down."

　　 "Come slowly, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

　　 "You have to show your own characteristics and find a proper way to create a little surprise."

　　 Fangnian feels that Li Annan should have his own charm besides being bored and like drinking some nutrition express.

　　 Such as being strong, which makes girls feel safe at first sight.

　　 Li Annan said that he understood, but his expression told Fang Nian that he was actually dumbfounded.

　　 Fangnian didn’t say anything. When the time was right, he would tell Li Annan some of the routines he still remembered...

　　... To Fang Nian's surprise, for several days, Lin Yucong was bubbling with a sad face.

　　 At this time, Fang Nian decisively pretended not to understand and did not take the initiative to respond.

　　 So, Lin Yucong finally couldn't help but waited for Fang Nian, and said eagerly.

　　 "I suddenly regretted it."

　　 What can’t you do?

　　 is the same as writing a text. When writing a pen, you must first draw a suspense. Who can stand it.

　　 Seeing Fang Nian's indifferent appearance, Lin Yuzong had no choice but to say, "I want to keep 2008."

　　 "It's almost over now!"

　　嚯.

　　You are the reader when you step on the horse, and there are so many tricks to urge changes?

　　 Fangnian pouted his lips and said, "Speak well!"

　　 "Don't mess with these mess ~ www.ltnovel.com~ like a lot of trouble."

　　 Lin Yusong grieved aggrievedly: "Okay, then you agree?"

　　 Fangnian did not say anything.

　　Lin Yusong don’t look too far, his face is full of joy...

　　 It seems that the year 2009 is about to be greeted, and everyone is emotional.

　　 After dinner one night, Guan Qiuhe suddenly sighed: "The year 2008 is almost over, I am very reluctant."

　　 Fang Nian was taken aback for a while, and then he sighed deeply: "Yes, 2008 will be over soon..."

　　 There is nostalgia for time in the tone.

　　 I have experienced the gradual loss of youth once, and the youth also quietly died so much again, that's why Fang Nian was so emotional.

　　 Fortunately, in comparison, Fang Nian can accept the gifts of life more calmly.

　　 The material life is abundant, the spiritual world is abundant, there is no anxiety, and I have everything I want.

　　 If you insist, entering December, Fang Nian is truly relaxing and enjoying youthful life.

　　 Guan Qiuhe couldn't understand Fang Nian's feeling that was deeper than hers, and said suspiciously: "You are a minor child, why do you have so much worry."

　　 "You really don't know the feeling of sorrow when you are young, and fall in love with the floors?"

　　 Fang Nian suddenly laughed: "Thank you Sister He, I found the direction of my speech..."