Siheyuan: After being reincarnated as a master's daughter

You have to know that since the two sons of the second uncle joined the Red Guards and the Revolutionary Committee of their factory, one of them joined them, they were no longer afraid of the second uncle at home every day. They even threatened to drag him out for criticism if he said a few more words.

Monday morning

It is mid-April now, so the temperature in the city is still relatively cold in the morning, with an average maximum temperature of about 20 degrees and a minimum temperature of 9.8 degrees.

Yi Jiale put on a floral cotton-padded jacket, had breakfast, and happily went to school with Huo Shenglinxiong and the others.

As soon as we arrived in the classroom, Teacher Yan began to lead the students in reciting quotations from the lesson.

In the next class, Teacher Yan came in with two essays, smiling: "First of all, I want to announce one thing. Yi Jiale's essay from our class has been selected. Class monitor and Mr. Huo should not be discouraged. Just try harder if you have the chance! Take your essays."

After hearing the teacher's announcement, the students all turned their eyes to Yi Jiale, their eyes full of admiration and envy. Warm applause suddenly rang out in the classroom, which was not only a congratulation to Yi Jiale, but also an affirmation of her talent.

Under the gaze of his classmates, Yi Jiale felt a little embarrassed, but more of him was happy and a little proud.

As the bell rang, some students rushed out of the classroom eager to see Yi Jiale's excellent composition. They talked excitedly about Yi Jiale's writing style and the emotions that jumped out of the paper.

At this time, the class monitor came over and said with a sincere smile: "Yi Jiale, you are so amazing! Your composition was posted on the honor list at the school gate. You are simply the pride of our class!"

Yi Jiale smiled slightly and replied: "Thank you for your compliment, monitor. In fact, as long as you write with your heart, everyone can write a good article." The monitor nodded in agreement.

When Yi Jiale was about to leave the classroom, several classmates came over and invited her to go and see the honor list at the school gate. They surrounded Yi Jiale and walked out of the classroom, laughing and talking all the way. When they arrived at the school gate, Yi Jiale saw that her composition was posted in a prominent place, and she felt a sense of accomplishment and a little shame.

In front of the honor list, the students carefully read Yi Jiale's composition, and some were even moved to tears.

There are three works in total, among which Yi Jiale ranks first.

Yi Jiale stood there and watched for a few seconds, then felt embarrassed and made an excuse to go to the bathroom.

In fact, Yi Jiale ran back to the classroom.

Huo Sheng looked at Yi Jiale who ran in and said with a smile: "Are you happy to hear so many people praising you?"

Yi Jiale...

"Of course I'm happy! It's just that I was too bored, so I ran back."

Mr. Huo did not expose Tuanzi's shyness and talked to her normally about other topics.

Seeing that he could take it over so easily, Yi Jiale felt a little more at ease.

The two chatted for a few minutes before the bell for class rang.

The two of them immediately sat down obediently.

Because the teacher allowed him to do so, Yi Jiale started reading the Grade 5 books. Although he had already learned all of them, Yi Jiale couldn't take out books from other grades to read.

Teacher Dai Shujuan saw Yi Jiale reading a fifth-grade math book. She didn't say anything, but planned to bring a few fifth-grade math papers to Yi Jiale in the next math class. It's impossible for Teacher Yan to give poetry analysis and not give anything.

What was Yi Jiale's expression when he got the test paper later? He could only helplessly accept the teacher's love.

Teacher Dai: "Student Yi Jiale, take your time to finish these test papers. I will find them for you when you are done."

Yi Jiale originally wanted to finish all of it tonight, but after hearing this, he thought about it and decided to finish it and put it off a little longer before handing it in. Otherwise, he would not gain any IQ points by constantly doing the knowledge he already knew, and he would be wasting his time to learn more.

Yi Jiale nodded obediently: "Okay, teacher."

After the morning class, the principal started ringing the bell and the students went home with their backpacks to eat. After all, there were still two classes in the afternoon after lunch.

The lunch break is 2.2 hours, so there is plenty of time. Yi Jiale and his friends can go home quickly to eat and take a nap, and they will still have time to return to school.

Most students who did not go home for naps in the morning and afternoon were sleepy in the classroom. Fortunately, there were two classes in the afternoon, one was a music class and the other was a physical education class.

The new music teacher introduced herself first: "Hello everyone, I am the new music teacher, my name is Li Zhiping! I used to be the lead singer in the art troupe."

The students were all in high spirits and applauded.

Music teacher Li Zhiping: "Everyone can sing our national anthem, The March of the Volunteers, right? Let's sing it first. If you sing well, I will teach you a new song."

Teacher Li picked up the teaching stick and used it as a baton to conduct: "I will start first: Rise up, those who do not want to be slaves...:"

The students followed the teacher's baton and began to sing:

stand up!

People who don’t want to be slaves!

把 我们 的 血肉 ， 筑 成 我们 新 的 长城！

The Chinese nation is at its most critical moment, and everyone is forced to make one last roar.

起来！ 起来！ 起来！

We are united as one. Braving the enemy's fire, we advance! Braving the enemy's fire, we advance! Forward! Forward! Forward!

Teacher Li listened to the students singing with power and emotion and started to applaud: "Students, you sang very well!"

"But do any of you know the origin of this song and who wrote the lyrics and music?"

Most of the students raised their hands, but since it was Teacher Li’s first time teaching in this class, he couldn’t call out anyone’s name, so he could only choose the cutest little girl sitting in the second row.

"The little student wearing a pink sweater with floral prints on the outside, please stand up and answer this question!"

Yi Jiale stood up, but he was quite short now, so when he stood up, the table reached his chest.

When Teacher Li looked at this obviously very small girl, he knew that she was Yi Jiale, the child genius praised by all the teachers in the school.

Although Yi Jiale was short, he had a strong presence. He tried to make his voice louder and said, "This song is the theme song of the movie Children of the Storm. The lyrics were written by Tian Han and the music was composed by Nie Er!"

Teacher Li: "All the students' answers are correct. Let's applaud."

Amidst the applause, Yi Jiale climbed onto the stool with great effort, and only sat down steadily with the help of Huo Sheng.

Teacher Li wanted to laugh when she saw Yi Jiale struggling to sit on the stool, but she forced herself to hold it back.

"Okay, everyone sang very well just now, and answered very well. Everyone, take out a blank notebook, I will write the lyrics on the blackboard, and everyone will copy them. After you copy them, I will teach you to sing."

"Today I want to teach you a song, "My Motherland"

The students all started writing seriously. Those who had new notebooks used them to write, and those who didn’t had used notebooks used to write from the back to the front.

Yi Jiale also carefully copied the lyrics on the blackboard.

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