nucmednet Chapter 47 Boring Elementary School Life
Chapter 47 Boring Elementary School Life
Chen Lang nodded secretly.
It truly lives up to its name as Poyang Street Primary School.
The children here all come from extraordinary family backgrounds.
The education they received from a young age was completely different from that of children from ordinary families.
They were all confident and poised, showing no stage fright whatsoever.
Next, one by one, the students went up to the podium.
"My name is Li Qiuyue. My mother is a dancer at a song and dance troupe. I love to dance."
"My name is Yuan Hua. My father works at the municipal government. I like reciting poetry."
When it was Liu Yifei's turn, she walked to the podium and, following the example of the students in front of her, bowed to everyone.
"Hello classmates, my name is Liu... Liu Yifei."
"My hobbies are reading, dancing, playing the violin, and... singing."
A gasp of amazement rose from the audience.
Her face flushed slightly, and she quickly ran back to her seat.
Huang Chengzi leaned closer, her eyes filled with admiration.
"Wow, Sisi, you can play the violin now! That's so difficult!"
Liu Yifei glanced at her, a slight smile playing on his lips.
The next teacher, Mr. Li, called on Chen Lang.
As soon as he stepped onto the stage, a small commotion arose in the classroom.
Clearly, not only Mr. Li, but many other students in the class had heard of his name.
This scene, this view.
Chen Lang couldn't help but want to add a comment.
"My name is Naruto Uzumaki, I love eating ramen, and my dream is to become Hokage..."
He shook his head, trying to dismiss the bizarre thought.
Kishimoto won't start drawing Naruto for another two years, but that song by the bluebird is pretty good.
He bowed slightly to the audience.
"Hello everyone, my name is Chen Lang."
My hobby is reading.
"I also play the drums and guitar, and I like to sing and do some music arrangement."
A commotion broke out in the classroom.
Children may not understand what music arrangement is, but they do know how to play the drums and guitar.
The homeroom teacher was secretly surprised.
Arrangement?
Isn't that something only professional music teachers would do?
A seven-year-old child can actually compose music?
After Chen Lang finished speaking, he stepped down from the podium.
When he returned to his seat, he felt several eyes on him.
Huang Chengzi and Che Yue, who sat in the back row, never took their eyes off him.
The two little girls' eyes showed undisguised affection and admiration.
Children of this age are still quite naive about relationships.
Their affection is pure.
I just think this person is amazing and good-looking, and I want to hang out with him.
Huang Chengzi has loved following Chen Lang around since she was three years old and started kindergarten.
At that time, Liu Yifei always occupied Chen Lang's side, and she couldn't squeeze in at all.
Now that she's in elementary school, she feels her chance has come.
That concludes my self-introduction.
The first day's process proceeded very quickly.
Teacher Li led everyone to familiarize themselves with the campus environment.
It shows where the toilets are, where the playground is, and where the music classroom is.
Then they went back to the classroom and started distributing the new books.
The first-grade textbooks are still very thin.
A green-covered Chinese textbook and a white-covered math textbook.
There are also several notebooks with grid paper for writing characters and arithmetic exercises.
The teacher also gave each student a sharpened HB pencil.
The pencil also has a small eraser attached to the other end.
Chen Lang picked it up and flipped through it; the contents made him want to yawn.
a, o, e.
1, 2, 3.
Teacher Li held a brief class meeting on the podium.
The school's schedule was explained.
School starts at 8:00 AM and ends at 11:30 AM.
School starts at 2 PM and ends at 4 PM.
Several key points of the daily behavior guidelines for primary school students were also read out.
Students should sit up straight in class and not whisper to each other; they should also be hygienic and not litter.
Students are assigned to clean the classroom every day.
That concludes the morning's schedule.
"Alright, students, that's all for today."
"Everyone can go home for lunch now. Remember to be at school on time this afternoon."
Teacher Li announced the end of the school term.
The children immediately cheered.
Chen Lang packed up his two new books and the pencil.
Turning around, I saw that Liu Yifei had already finished packing.
"Let's go."
The two walked out of the classroom and out of the school gate, and Huang Chengzi chased after them from behind.
"Liu Yifei, Chen Lang, shall we go home together?"
Her family also lives nearby.
"No, we have other things to do."
Chen Lang pulled Liu Yifei along and quickened their pace, leaving Huang Chengzi behind.
Liu Yifei glanced back at her somewhat dejected deskmate, puzzled.
"What do you need?"
"Going home for dinner is the most important thing."
Without turning his head, Chen Lang said that he had no interest in dealing with other young girls.
The two were walking home.
In September, the weather in Wuhan was still hot.
The cicadas were still chirping loudly in the sycamore trees by the roadside.
Liu Yifei was kicking pebbles by the roadside, looking to be in a good mood.
"Going to school doesn't seem so bad after all."
"That yellow orange girl is a bit annoying; she loves to talk!"
Chen Lang smiled but didn't say anything.
After having dinner at home, the two returned to school on time.
There were no classes in the afternoon, so Teacher Li took the whole class to the playground.
After teaching everyone to sing the school song, we started practicing radio calisthenics.
"Let's begin with the seventh set of general broadcast gymnastics..."
A familiar melody began to play.
Chen Lang stretched his arms and kicked his legs along with everyone else, so bored he was almost falling asleep.
After practicing the broadcast gymnastics, we went over the duty roster.
The registration process for the first day is now complete.
At four o'clock, Teacher Li announced that school was officially over.
"Be at school on time at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, and we'll start our first class."
Goodbye, students.
Goodbye, teacher.
The children, with empty schoolbags on their backs, rushed out of the school gate in a swarm.
Chen Lang's boring elementary school life began just like that.
the next day.
The day classes officially began.
The morning alarm clock is still a battle.
At exactly seven o'clock, the call of the cuckoo rang out.
Chen Lang jumped down from the upper bunk and skillfully walked to the lower bunk to pull back the gauze curtain.
"get up."
The person inside covered their head with a pillow and remained motionless.
Chen Lang sighed, turned and walked out of the room, returning with a Walkman in his hand. He placed it next to Liu Yifei's pillow and pressed play.
"Melancholy rushes towards the cold sky, crashing against every raindrop..."
"Ohhhhhh..."
A stirring melody, and I snuggled into bed.
Less than ten seconds.
An angry roar came from under the covers.
"Lang Ya Zi!"
Liu Yifei suddenly threw off the covers and sat up.
She glared at Chen Lang, her eyes practically spitting fire.
"You changed the song!"
"Hmm, you get tired of listening to the same song all the time."
"Don't you really like Leslie Cheung's classic songs?"
Chen Lang chuckled and picked up the tape recorder.
"Get up quickly, it's time to go to school."