Back to high school, Peking University is beckoning me

"What's the title of the book? I'll go and read it." Ruan Fuxi said in a gentle voice.

Lu Youning paused. "Well, I'm embarrassed to say this. I feel like if people I know read my novel, it would be socially devastating. You guys better not read it."

"What genre do you write? Did you make money? I'm just a little curious, you can always tell me." Lu Yixiao said with a smile.

"Well, I made a little money from writing ancient Chinese novels," Lu Youning replied.

Gu Siyuan added, "Being able to make money in the first place is already impressive. I still have to ask my parents for money."

Lu Yixiao's eyes lit up as if she suddenly remembered something, and she quickly asked, "By the way, Youning, when will that costume drama you starred in last time be aired? I'm really looking forward to watching it."

Lu Youning thought for a moment and said, "It should be soon! I saw some related promotion on Weibo a while ago. It's scheduled to be released in September. I forgot the exact date."

"Wow, I'm so looking forward to it. I'm going to go see it when I go back this weekend." Lu Yixiao said excitedly.

"I'll chase after him when I get back." Gu Siyuan also echoed.

"Thank you all for your support. Well, let's not talk about me anymore. What did you do during your summer vacation?" Lu Youning said with a smile.

Several people walked slowly on the campus, heading towards the teaching building, chatting and laughing along the way while sharing their summer vacation life.

As soon as they stepped onto the stairs, the bell rang and they quickened their pace and returned to the classroom.

The following week, the freshmen started their first high school lesson, which was "bitter and full of hatred" - military training.

The scorching sun hung high in the sky, and the scorching sunlight seemed to melt people.

On the playground, the freshmen were dressed in neat camouflage uniforms, standing straight in military posture, with beads of sweat the size of beans sliding down their cheeks.

Lu Yixiao stood in the corridor, looking toward the playground. She turned to Lu Youning next to her and said, "Oh my! The sun feels even hotter today than last year. Look, it's almost wilting the freshmen."

Lu Youning couldn't help but find it funny and jokingly said, "You've already passed it, so it feels like you didn't post it last year. And why doesn't your tone sound like a good thing?"

Lu Yixiao shrugged and said deliberately in a funny way, "No way, we had a hard time last year too. Look at the cloudless sky and the scorching sun. It's the perfect time to train one's willpower."

Lu Youning pinched Lu Yixiao's flushed cheek and said, "Just keep talking nonsense. I wonder who got sunburned last year."

Lu Yixiao smiled and dodged backward, saying, "I can't help it. I'm a flower of the motherland, so delicate."

Lu Youning pulled Lu Yixiao and said, "Let's go. Class is almost time."

The second-year high school students, after a few days of daydreaming in the classroom, gradually got into the groove and began to adapt to school life again.

The teachers of various subjects were relieved to see this. There was nothing they could do. They couldn't hit students these days, and they were afraid of hurting their pride by scolding them.

Lu Youning didn't have such worries, because she basically followed her normal study life throughout the holiday. So there was no problem of her mind not being able to study.

Once Lu Youning devotes her full attention to studying, she feels that time passes very quickly.

In the past, she felt that a week was very long, and she would look forward to the arrival of Friday from the first evening self-study session at school.

Now she felt that a week had passed in a flash, and tomorrow would be the weekend again.

During the morning break, since the military training for the first-year high school students had not yet been arranged, Liu Yufei and Lin Muwan went to the back table to chat with Lu Yixiao.

"It feels like time flies so fast. The military training for the first-year high school students is about to end." Lu Yixiao sighed.

"We think it's fast, but they think it's hard. Just like us last year, we can't wait for the military training to end," said Lin Muwan.

"Yes, Mu Wan is right." Lu Youning replied while concentrating on writing notes.

Liu Yufei came over curiously: "Youning, what are you writing? I've been watching you write in the notebook."

Lu Youning raised her notebook and said, "This is what the teacher just talked about in history class. I'll sort out the timeline."

Lin Muwan sighed, "Youning, you're so excited right at the start of the school year! I feel like I haven't learned anything this week."

Liu Yufei leaned over to take a look at Lu Youning's notebook. The neat handwriting and clear timelines made her admire him. "Youning, you're so serious. I need to learn from you and stop being so lazy."

Lin Muwan shook her head helplessly. "Alas, I want to work hard, but I just can't muster the energy. Youning, do you have any secrets to studying? Teach us."

Lu Youning put down her pen and smiled, saying, "There's no secret. Just listen carefully, take good notes, and review after class. I guess you haven't fully gotten into the swing of things yet because school just started. You'll be fine after a couple of days."

Liu Yufei suddenly turned around and said, "I don't want to chat anymore. The next class is English. The teacher will ask us to do some dictation soon. I have to look at it again."

Lu Yixiao slapped her forehead and shouted, "Oh my god, I forgot. It's over. I won't chat anymore. Hurry and remember two more words."

Seeing that they were all studying, Lin Muwan also took out her English textbook to memorize words.

Lu Youning heard a "pop" sound, looked at Lu Yixiao, and gave a thumbs-up, jokingly saying, "You were so cruel to yourself, you even left a mark."

"My brain can't remember things, I need to pat it." After saying that, he took out a piece of draft paper and took notes while reading.

Lu Youning continued to write her history notes calmly. After the last English class, she had memorized all the words that the teacher required her to memorize.

After finishing her notes, she got up and went to the bathroom. When she came back, she looked over the vocabulary list again to make sure she didn't forget.

Soon the bell rang and Mo Yuanting walked into the classroom in high heels.

"Hello students!"

"Good morning, teacher!"

"Okay, everyone, please take a seat. I assigned homework last class. Now I'll call on a few students to come to the blackboard and write down the words."

The students in the audience felt a pang of fear in their hearts. They hadn't memorized the name yet, so they all prayed silently in their hearts that their names would not be called.

Mo Yuanting scanned the list several times before calling out names: "Wang Yuhui, Lu Youning, Mo Chunli. The three of you go to the blackboard and write. The rest of you, take out your homework and close your textbooks."

The students whose names were called walked up to the podium, holding the chalk and waiting for the teacher to read out the words.

Mo Yuanting began to read the first word:

“Creatively, creatively;

temple

take part in (something), participate in (an activity);

……

The teacher would repeat each word several times, and Lu Youning would calmly and accurately write down each word on the blackboard with neat and beautiful handwriting.

Thanks to her good memory after her rebirth, she remembered these words very clearly, as if they were already imprinted in her mind.

Wang Yuhui, standing next to him, seemed a bit nervous, pausing periodically to think, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. He stole a few glances at Lu Youning while the teacher wasn't paying attention.

Mo Chunli bit her lip and tried hard to recall the words the teacher read out, and she was able to write most of them haltingly.

The students in the audience were also racking their brains to recall the spelling of the words. Of course, there were also some students who wanted to flip through the books secretly.

As Mo Yuanting continued to read out the words, Lu Youning remained stable, and one correct word after another appeared on the blackboard.