"Xiaofan, have your schoolbag packed? Today is the first day of school. Don't be late, go early." Looking at Liu Yufan who was stuffing corn cakes into his mouth, Liu Jianjun reminded.

"I know Dad," Liu Yufan said, and put the remaining half of the cake into his mouth in his mouth in three mouths, then went into the house and carried his schoolbag and said, "Dad, mom, I'm going to school."

Outside the door, Wang Xiaoyong and Liu Jian had been waiting for a long time. Seeing Liu Yufan come out, the two of them hurried over.

"Hurry up, Xiaofan, I'll wait for you." Wang Xiaoyong said.

The three of them walked towards the school talking and laughing. Today is the first day after the winter vacation. On the way to Dazhai Village Primary School, you can often see elementary school students walking together in groups.

Dazhai Village is a relatively large village in Zhumaying Town. Dazhai Village Primary School is also a relatively large complete primary school. Students from more than a dozen nearby villages have to come here to go to school. Because the school is in the village, Liu Yufan is very convenient to go to school, and it takes a few minutes to walk to the school.

The school is next to the village, with two newly built two-story teaching buildings. In this era, buildings in the village are rare. The two-story school is considered a relatively eye-catching building. You can see the yellow building from a distance.

When I entered the school gate, a lively atmosphere came to my face. The three of them went early. The teachers had not arrived yet and the classroom had not opened yet. The students were chasing and playing on the playground. Most of the girls were jumping on rubber bands and kicking keys. The boys gathered together or played foreign movies or "war" games. A few of them bought "cannon guns" and were running around the campus. They fired from time to time, showing off their "weapons" and attracted envious gaze.

After a while, the school radio started to ring.

"Please note all students, gather in the middle of the playground immediately..." Principal Song Linsheng's slightly hoarse voice echoed over the campus. The students who were originally scattered on the playground in groups of three or three immediately gathered in the middle of the playground. After a while, they stood in line according to the class. When they were in school, they usually did class exercises every day, and the formation had been practiced long ago.

After the assembly was completed, the head teachers of each class also came to the front of the team to maintain order in the class. Liu Yufan's head teacher was Ma Aihong. He was a middle-aged woman in her forties and a fat figure with a bun face. In Liu Yufan's impression, the head teacher had a good temper, always smiled, and was very patient in teaching, and was quite good.

Principal Song Linsheng came to the rostrum. It was said that it was the rostrum, but in fact it was just a square platform of more than half a meter high made of bricks and cement. Song Linsheng was in his fifties, tall, with short hair and gray hair, and a serious expression on his face. In Liu Yufan's impression, Principal Song had almost never smiled much, and always looked serious. The students seemed to be afraid of him. It is said that he was very cruel to scold people. None of the students who made mistakes and entered his principal's office came out crying. Usually, when students saw him, they were like mice and cats, avoiding them and not daring to breathe.

Song Linsheng didn't use a microphone (actually, there was no wireless microphone), and just stood on the stage and talked improvised for more than ten minutes. It was nothing more than school starts, and he put away his mind to study hard, especially the students in the graduating class. The next thing was the class brought back.

Then the whole class cleaned up, ranked, distributed new books, paid tuition and book fees, and spoke to the class teacher. A very familiar set of processes has now been a few decades and has made Liu Yufan feel it again. It has experienced the life of his student days again, and it feels very fresh.

However, when Liu Yufan thought that he had to live in such an environment for a few years, he would not be new. Although Liu Yufan was not a top student when he was in school, his foundation was also very solid. With his college level, it would undoubtedly be a very painful thing to start from the sixth grade of elementary school. Liu Yufan also thought of the protagonists in the novels, and once he was unleashed his tyranny, he would get the first place in the class or even the first place in the whole school, the first place in the town, or do all the questions in high school and university, and then he would be very awesome without going to school and only take the exam. But Liu Yufan didn't dare to do this. After all, the novel is a novel. If he does that in reality, if there is no reasonable explanation, he would probably immediately take the slice and study it.

"Oh, what should I do?" Looking at the pile of new books emitting the fragrance of ink, Liu Yufan thought with some worries. He couldn't figure it out, so he took out the book "Basics of Music Theory" by Li Chongguang from his schoolbag and started reading it.

"Oh, Xiaofan, what book are you reading?" Ma Gang, who was at the same table, was flipping through his Chinese books. When he saw the strange book Liu Yufan took out, his attention was immediately attracted. Ma Gang was a good student in the class, and he ranked among the top few in the grade. Liu Yufan was able to be one with him, which was due to Liu Jianjun, the father who was also a teacher. However, Liu Yufan in his previous life had no good impression of Ma Gang. In his impression, Ma Gang looked down on people very much. To be precise, he looked down on those students who were not as good as him in his studies, of course, including Liu Yufan.

However, Liu Yufan didn't have so many ideas at this moment. With his adult mindset, he naturally would not compete with a teenager anymore. Seeing Ma Gang asking himself, he smiled casually and said, "Read this idle book."

"Oh." Ma Gang looked at the book in Liu Yufan's hand. It was strange that there were many symbols on it that he didn't recognize.

"By the way, have you previewed? How many have you read?" Ma Gang asked again.

"Preview? Oh, I read it a little bit, not a lot." After hearing Ma Gang's words, Liu Yufan was stunned for a moment before he realized that this preview means reading the textbooks for the next semester in advance. Those good students will compete with each other to see who has previewed more. However, without the teacher's explanation, relying on yourself, I can't understand many knowledge points. This preview has not actually achieved great results.

"Oh, hehe, I've finished previewing Chinese, and the above asked me to memorize it. I've almost memorized it all." Ma Gang said, looking very satisfied.

"Oh, is that? You are so awesome." Liu Yufan said with a smile, but he did not show any surprise.

"There will be a test later. Don't you look at the textbook?" Ma Gang asked strangely.

"Haha, I don't care about it for a while." Liu Yufan said, but he felt a little annoyed. He really had no common language with these children.

He didn't see Liu Yufan's impatientness with him at all. Ma Gang still asked a few words from time to time, thinking to satisfy his sense of superiority, and he didn't realize that he was a joke in Liu Yufan's eyes.

"Put the books on the table and start the test." The head teacher Ma Aihong said to the students below, holding a bundle of printed papers. Suddenly, a "wave" sound of packing things sounded in the classroom.

The sixth grade is a graduating class, so the requirements are naturally strict. On the first day of school, I will have a test to see if the students' grades have declined after a holiday.

Ma Gang, who was at the same table, habitually took out a cardboard clip and blocked the two of them. This naturally prevented Liu Yufan from copying his questions. Seeing Ma Gang's actions, Liu Yufan laughed silently and didn't even have the interest to say something.

The paper is sent out, which is a math problem. This kind of test is very free. Generally, teachers in which subject should test which subject should be tested when they have time.

After a glance at the test questions, most of them were score addition and subtraction, as well as some simple geometry and application questions. Liu Yufan had almost no thoughts and answered them as soon as he picked up his pen. For him, he didn't even need to write the answers directly.

Liu Yufan answered quickly, but no one noticed his abnormality. Everyone was lowering their heads to do the questions. Ma Aihong's attention was also focused on a few students who usually cheated. Naturally, he paid less attention to students like Liu Yufan.

After answering the question, Liu Yufan pretended to be checking the calculations, but his mind was distracted, thinking about the harmony formulas in music theory.

"Oh, there is no keyboard instrument. It's useless to write down just theoretical things. I haven't played the piano for a long time, and my hands are a little itchy. By the way, there seems to be a pedaling organ in the school. If you have the opportunity to practice your hands first, at least make do with it." Liu Yufan thought helplessly.

It was so hilarious that after a while, Liu Yufan's thinking was interrupted by the teacher's voice reminding him to "submit the paper". Looking at the paper in front of him, Liu Yufan could almost calculate his own score. Naturally, he would not be stupid enough to answer a full score as a "genius child", but he just raised his previous level slightly.

In the next few days, school life gradually got on track, and poor Liu Yufan also had no choice but to relive his elementary school days. Although he wanted to sneak into the teacher's office to touch the antique piano, the music teacher treated it as a treasure. Liu Yufan had no chance at all, and he just hoped that when would he take music class and could touch it.

Music classes in schools are never serious. In the eyes of teachers of this era, music, physical and aesthetics are purely "deputy subjects", and it is useless to learn them, so you can squeeze them and take them. Although students are not satisfied, they can't do anything. More than a month after school, they didn't even take a music class.

"I'm going to have a music class this afternoon, and everyone is thinking about bringing the music textbook." Finally, more than a month after school started, Liu Yufan looked forward to his first music class since his rebirth. When the head teacher Ma Aihong announced the news, the classroom was filled with joy, and the boys were even more excited to slap the table.

"I don't know how many geniuses have been destroyed in the exam-oriented education." Looking at the excited students in the classroom, Liu Yufan felt helplessness in his heart. These students were so eager to take music classes, but music was so far away from them.

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Chapter completed!