Chapter 6: Going to School ()

Wang Xiaoming stayed in Santang Town Middle School until he was five years old and did not go again because he was going to school. During the three years of Santang Town Middle School, Wang Xiaoming had read all the books he could find, and later, he had to read the novels he had read before again. Although he could memorize the punctuation marks opposite him, sometimes he would have a new understanding of the artistic conception inside.

In his previous life, Wang Xiaoming's Chinese grades were relatively bad, but now he found that his literary cultivation had greatly improved. He can now memorize all Chinese texts from elementary school to middle school, and read all the novels collected and collected by teachers from Santang Town Middle School more than three times. Moreover, Wang Xiaoming discovered four classics from a Chinese teacher, which was a very big surprise for him. Because of this, Wang Xiaoming "played" with him for nearly two months, and later borrowed the books one by one to read.

Now sometimes Wang Xiaoming has the urge to write something, but even if he writes it, he can't show it to others, so he has been holding back and not writing.

In terms of mathematics, according to Wang Kun, with his efforts, Wang Xiaoming has already reached the fifth grade of elementary school. Of course, he would not know that while he was working hard, Wang Xiaoming was also working hard, trying hard to prevent Wang Kun from discovering that he had actually known everything long ago.

In fact, what Wang Xiaoming is most interested in is physics. Because his soul traveled from the 21st century to the present, he has always wanted to figure out what is going on. However, the physics books in Zou Huayang are just textbooks, at most, they are some high school books, which are not helpful to Wang Xiaoming. What he cares most about now is space science, but it is impossible to find more profound physics books in places like Santang Town.

But Wang Xiaoming also decided that if he had the opportunity in the future, he must study it carefully. Even if he couldn't study it himself, he had to find a way to get to know some scientists in this field and ask them for advice.

Wang Xiaoming will never go to Santang Town Middle School again. If he wants to go, at least he has to wait until he is in junior high school. Because he has to go to school now, and his father Wang Kun is not ready to teach anymore.

Wang Kun was just a private teacher, and the reason why Wang Kun went to teach was mainly considered. Teaching was at least better than farming. Besides, he was a high school student in the early days of liberation and was considered an intellectual at that time. Now Wangjia Village has a position and the salary is better than teaching. The village party secretary asked Wang Kun to come back to serve as the village accountant, so Wang Kun decided to go back to work in the village after careful consideration. Moreover, he was a village cadre in the village and could take care of his family. Sometimes the things in the fields were not something Chen Shuzhen could do alone.

Wang Kun is an intellectual in Wangjia Village. He has taught for many years and taught mathematics, so he is definitely qualified to let him be an accountant. So Wang Xiaoming could only bury his experience in Santang Town Middle School in his memories.

Of course, Wang Xiaoming would not go to kindergarten when he went to school. There was no concept of kindergarten in the countryside at that time, and there were only kindergarten classes. However, Wang Xiaoming suggested to his father that he would go to the first grade directly, and Wang Kun also felt that Wang Xiaoming's level was enough to go to the first grade directly.

Wang Kun is sure of Wang Xiaoming's math level. He is not very clear about Wang Xiaoming's Chinese level. However, according to the Chinese teacher at Santang Town Middle School, Wang Xiaoming's pinyin is very accurate and he can recognize hundreds of words, which is at least at the level of third grade or above.

So Wang Xiaoming proposed to go to the first grade directly, but Wang Kun did not object. If it weren't for Wang Xiaoming's age, he would even want to let him go to the third grade directly.

In this way, five-year-old Wang Xiaoming officially attended Wangjia Primary School.

Wang Xiaoming was very comfortable in school. He learned what the teacher taught thirty years ago. No, to be precise, he had been studying for thirty years. What he had to do now is to play like an ordinary elementary school student. Since Wang Xiaoming went to school one year earlier than his previous life, his elementary school classmates are still in kindergarten classes, so he doesn't know most of the classmates in the class.

Although everyone is from the same village, since Wang Xiaoming has basically spent it in Santang Town Middle School since he became sensible, he is very unfamiliar with the classmates. Even if he knows him, he still relies on his memories of his previous life.

So within a few days, Wang Xiaoming felt very boring. Moreover, since Wang Xiaoming was only five years old and was relatively short, the teacher arranged a seat for him in the front row. In this way, he could not make small moves in class, or even whisper, because in that era, the schools were all male and female deskmates. Moreover, girls and boys rarely talked. After class, they were divided into two groups, male classmates were together and female classmates were together. If anyone talked to students of the opposite sex, rumors would soon spread. Although Wang Xiaoming was very disdainful of this, in the general environment, he did not dare to take the blame for the world.

So Wang Xiaoming wanted to improve this situation as soon as possible. After all, his soul came from the 21st century, and his thoughts were more open than anyone else. During the break from get out of class, Wang Xiaoming did something that seemed small but was admired by other students very much, so he went to find the teacher.

Wang Xiaoming's teacher's surname is Zhang. He is both a Chinese teacher and a math teacher, and also a class teacher. This is true in rural primary schools. A teacher leads a class, starting from one year to the fourth grade, and only takes one course until the fifth grade.

"Teacher Zhang." Wang Xiaoming went to Teacher Zhang's office. The conditions of Wangjia Primary School are not as good as those of the town middle school. In the town middle school, basically one teacher has a room. Here, there are only two offices in the school, and all the teachers are public. When Wang Xiaoming entered, there were several teachers inside.

"Wang Xiaoming, is there anything wrong?" Teacher Zhang was slightly surprised. Wang Xiaoming was only five years old and the teacher was quite majestic in school. Ordinary students would run away with their heads down when they saw the teacher. It is rare for Wang Xiaoming to find the teacher directly.

"I want to change my seat." Wang Xiaoming said.

"You want to change seats? Why?" Teacher Zhang was even more surprised. She had been teaching for more than ten years, and this was the first student to ask him to change seats, and he was a freshman in the first grade. Even if ordinary students want to change seats, they would go home and talk to the parents first, and then ask the parents to talk to the teacher.

"I'm in the first row and close to the podium. I can't stand the chalk dust every time I wipe the blackboard. And it's too close, my eyes are dazzling." Wang Xiaoming was not as nervous as other classmates and talked freely.

His performance surprised Teacher Zhang. Could it be that his father was the teacher? Wang Xiaoming followed Wang Kun for a few years at Santang Town Middle School. She knew that Wang Xiaoming almost always dealt with the teachers there. Is it because of this? Teacher Zhang quickly found an answer for himself.

"Okay, which seat do you want to sit in?" Teacher Zhang said, holding his eyes.

"I want to sit in Wang Yu's seat." Wang Xiaoming said, Wang Yu is the tallest classmate in the class. He went to school late and was already seven years old this year, just two years older than Wang Xiaoming. Because there were only twenty-nine first-grade staff, he occupied a desk alone and sat at the end of the wall in the classroom. In that era, there was no single desk.

"Okay, I'll arrange for you to be at the same desk with him." Teacher Zhang said.
Chapter completed!