Back to high school, Peking University is beckoning me

"After taking leave for examination, it was found that Zhuo Yifan had a tumor in his brain. It is not yet certain whether the tumor is benign or malignant, but he needs a craniotomy.

Everyone is familiar with Zhuo Yifan's family situation. His father is a taxi driver and his mother is an ordinary employee in the factory. His family is not wealthy.

Craniotomy surgery requires a considerable amount of money, which is undoubtedly a heavy burden for their family.

Although there is help from fundraising platforms, it is not easy to raise enough funds.

Therefore, I decided to organize a donation drive in class. It should be voluntary and everyone can donate as much as they can. I hope everyone will show their love.

After Luo Mingdian finished speaking, the students fell silent. Everyone felt sorry for Zhuo Yifan's experience and began to think about what they could do for him.

Some students immediately began to search their wallets and prepare to donate; some students were whispering about how to mobilize more people to help Zhuo Yifan.

In the following days, the class was filled with a strong atmosphere of love, and the students donated generously to do their part.

Lu Youning donated all of his remaining 200 yuan, lamenting, "Life is sometimes so fragile."

Lu Yixiao generously donated 500 yuan, saying, "I hope Zhuo Yifan gets better soon."

Lu Youning gave a thumbs-up and praised: "Xiaoxiao, so domineering!"

Some students donated their own pocket money, and some even gave away their long-saved lucky money. Teachers also actively participated in the donation drive, showing their love for Zhuo Yifan.

At the same time, the classmates also used various means to publicize Zhuo Yifan's situation to teachers and students in other classes and schools, hoping to get more help.

With everyone's joint efforts, the amount of donations continued to increase, and finally, with the help of classmates and caring people in the society, enough money was raised for Zhuo Yifan's surgery.

Half a month later, Luo Mingdian brought good news about Zhuo Yifan: the operation was successful and he is now recuperating at home. The classmates all breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon the first monthly exam arrived, the first after the division of subjects. Lu Youning's mentality became more and more calm, because she recently found that she had memorized the material faster and wrote smoothly during the exam.

Sure enough, when the results came out, she was not disappointed. She ranked first in the grade in the total score of liberal arts.

After class, Lu Youning and Lu Yixiao went to the bulletin board to check their grades. They ran into Ruan Fuxi and Gu Siyuan, and the four of them started complimenting each other.

Ruan Fuxi spoke first: "Youning, first in liberal arts, amazing." His eyes were full of admiration.

Lu Youning smiled and replied, "I'm lucky, but you're amazing. You always come first, and no one can catch up."

Gu Siyuan also interjected, "You two are both academic masters, and mere mortals like us are no match for you."

Lu Yixiao rolled her eyes and said, "Stop being so modest with each other. What's the worst I've ever said?"

The students around them were watching them, whispering to each other. A girl with a ponytail half covered her mouth with her hand and whispered to her companion:

"Is that girl the top student in the liberal arts class? Wow, she's so pretty and has such good grades. What kind of window did God close for her? I really envy her."

If Lu Youning knew, she would definitely answer: "A lot, such as singing and dancing."

The companion nodded repeatedly, glancing in Lu Youning's direction from time to time, and responded, "That must be her. I heard her total score in the liberal arts in this monthly exam was shockingly high. Both Chinese and English scored over 140, and both politics and history scored over 90."

"Oh my god, jealousy has made me unrecognizable. I'm the worst at history, so how can she remember so many historical events?"

At the same time, several classmates nearby were also talking about Ruan Fuxi.

A girl wearing glasses pushed her glasses up on her nose and asked curiously, "Is that tall and handsome boy next to Lu Youning Ruan Fuxi? He got first place in the grade in science this time."

Another girl replied: "Yes, they were rumored to be dating some time ago."

"The most interesting thing is another handsome guy in Science Class 2 named Zuo Boyang. I heard that Ruan Fuxi always comes in first, and he comes in second. The competition between these two is really fierce. It really feels like if there is Yu, there is Liang."

The students next to him echoed in increasing voices, their eyes occasionally glancing at Ruan Fuxi.

Lu Youning and Ruan Fuxi looked calm, as if they hadn't heard their classmates' discussions.

Gu Siyuan suggested: "How about we go have some milk tea to celebrate? There's a new milk tea shop next to the mini-mart. I heard it's pretty good."

Lu Yixiao immediately responded: "Okay, okay, I just want to drink milk tea." Lu Youning and Ruan Fuxi looked at each other and nodded.

The four of them came to the milk tea shop and ordered their favorite flavors. Gu Siyuan asked curiously, "How is the sick classmate in your class?"

"It's fine. The operation was successful. I'm now taking a leave of absence from school and recuperating at home." Lu Yixiao said after taking a sip of milk tea.

"Will he go back to school?" Gu Siyuan asked Lu Yixiao.

"I should be able to return, but that will depend on how well he recovers."

The four of them were chatting when they suddenly heard some classmates discussing the latest news of the school.

"This morning our Chinese teacher told me there's a calligraphy competition next week. There's a preliminary round and a final round. The preliminary round will be held at school, and the semi-final will be held at the Provincial Cultural and Arts Center. Plus, there's a prize for placing."

"Really? I wonder how much the prize money is."

"Forget it, the handwriting looks like chicken claws."

After listening to this, Lu Yixiao said, "I just heard a classmate next to me say that there's a calligraphy competition next week. Teacher Li should be making an announcement soon."

Lu Youning nodded slightly. "Teacher Li has a class tomorrow, and I think they'll talk about this."

Sure enough, in the Chinese class the next day, Teacher Li solemnly announced: "Students, there will be a calligraphy competition next week. Students who want to participate can find the class monitor to sign up.

This is a great opportunity to showcase yourself and promote our traditional culture. I hope students with calligraphy skills or an interest in calligraphy will actively participate.”

As soon as the news spread, the class became lively, and some students excitedly discussed whether they should participate.

Lu Yixiao whispered, "Youning, your calligraphy is so good, do you want to join us?"

Lu Youning thought for a moment and said, "Of course I have to participate. I'm going for the prize money."

"Forget it. Even chicken feet look better than my handwriting."

After class, Lu Youning went to the class monitor to register, and several classmates in the class were also registering.

The next day, Teacher Li found Lu Youning and earnestly persuaded her to sign up for the calligraphy competition. He knew that Lu Youning had been learning calligraphy and wrote quite well.

Lu Youning was surprised when she heard what Teacher Li said. "How could that be? I went to the class monitor to sign up right after class yesterday."

Teacher Li frowned slightly. "There might have been a mistake. I didn't see your name on the registration form. If you're sure you want to participate, I'll register you."