Locking away my heart and love! Going back to 2000 to be a top student again.

This method is simple, direct, and extremely efficient. Xu Su also discovered that after just calling out the names of all the students in the class once, Teacher Wu remembered and matched all the names of everyone in the class.

Soon, Huang Feng's name was called and she was assigned to the front row of the fourth group against the wall. Qian Jia, who was taller than the two of them, was assigned to a slightly more back position.

"Xu Su, come sit in the fourth row of the third group."

Teacher Wu pointed, and Xu Su looked in that direction.

Yes, nothing has changed. It's still the same spot I remember, right across the aisle from Huang Feng's seat.

"The seating arrangement will remain the same for now. If you have any issues, we can change it after the monthly exam."

Ms. Wu tapped the lectern with a new blackboard eraser, instantly silencing the noise in the classroom caused by the seating arrangement change. "Now let's start electing class officers. I'm a pretty democratic person. Do you want to vote yourselves, or do you want me to elect them based on your high school entrance exam scores?"

A few of the bolder boys in the classroom spoke up and said, "Teacher, you choose. We're not familiar with each other yet."

Everyone else agreed, letting the teacher choose for herself.

Ms. Wu nodded and opened the list of new students in her hand: "Then I will first select class officers according to your high school entrance examination scores. When I call your name, please stand up and let the class get to know you."

"Xi Zirong, the first-ranked student, will be the class monitor; Zhou Dongdong, the second-ranked student, will be the study committee member; Yang Yi, the third-ranked student, will be the discipline committee member; and Fu Zichen, the fourth-ranked student, will be the vice-class monitor."

Every time Teacher Wu called out a name, a figure would stand up; the top four students in the class consisted of three boys and one girl.

The only girl, Fu Zichen, had a serene expression. The school uniform that had been handed out that morning was already washed and she was wearing it, looking every bit the good student.

Of the four students whose names were called out, Xu Su only remembered one: the first-place student, Xi Zirong. Why did she remember him?

Because he was the top scorer in their year's college entrance examination!

A god-like figure in exams, in Xu Su's memory, this person never ranked second. From entering high school until the college entrance examination, he never lost his position as the top student in his grade. He was a treasure in the eyes of teachers and a god in the eyes of classmates.

"The class monitor is like another version of me, managing all the miscellaneous matters in the class. If there are any conflicts between classmates, or if there are any other matters that require leave, they can directly report to the class monitor." Teacher Wu walked to Xi Zirong's seat, patted his shoulder, and gestured for him to sit down.

"Considering that female students may have something they don't want to talk to the class monitor about, they can go directly to the vice class monitor to report it. During military training, no leave is allowed unless there are special circumstances. If there are special circumstances, go to the class monitor first. The class monitor has the privilege of approving a short leave of half a day. If it is more than half a day, then come to me."

Xi Zirong and Fu Zichen were instantly the focus of the entire class.

Xi Zirong, being tall and long-legged, sat towards the back. Xu Su also turned around with her classmates and found that this exam genius was sitting two rows behind her in the same group, with only two desks between them.

The boy, with his slender shoulders and straight back, and clear, bright face, sat upright in his seat, meeting the gaze of his classmates without any stage fright. He was instantly likable.

Xu Su heard classmates whispering around her:

"Xi Zirong attended Experimental Middle School. We were in the same school but different classes. I never expected to be classmates with Xi Zirong in high school. I am so happy."

"My dad told me that Xi Shen was recruited by No. 1 High School after a lot of effort. They persuaded his parents to let him come, just waiting for him to win the top score in the college entrance examination. Don't ask me why I remember it so clearly... it's because my dad talks about it every day, it left a deep impression..."

"...We're both students, so why are they so much more outstanding?"

"Compared to his outstanding achievements, his good looks are just a tiny, insignificant glimmer of glory for Xi Shen."

Xu Su: "......"

Unexpectedly, the new class monitor has quite a few fans. It seems that all students who attended junior high school in Changshi have heard of Xi Zirong's name.

Teacher Wu walked back to the podium and tapped the desk again, and the classroom instantly became quiet again: "Class monitor, come with me to get the timetable. The rest of you can study on your own and don't whisper to each other. Although classes haven't officially started yet, please pay attention to classroom order. The discipline committee will supervise you."

After saying that, Teacher Wu led his beloved student Xi Zirong away.

In that short time, Xu Su could see how much this provincial-level distinguished teacher valued Xi Zirong.

Not long after, Xi Zirong returned to the classroom. Teacher Wu did not come with her, and the students all breathed a sigh of relief. They were all a little afraid of their homeroom teacher.

Xi Zirong held several class schedules in her hand and handed one to the students in the front row of each group, instructing them: "After you finish copying, pass them on to the back, and be quick."

He picked up another piece of chalk, turned around and wrote on the blackboard: "Meet at the playground at 7:30 tomorrow. I will take attendance in advance. If there are any special circumstances, you need to ask for leave in advance."

At this point, Xi Zirong put down his pen and turned around. The classroom was extremely quiet. He said, "Teacher Wu said that students who are absent three times during the ten-day military training will be removed from the Rocket Class. Tonight's absence will count as one absence."

The voice is clear and unique to a young person.

Xu Su looked up at the sound and saw the words written in white chalk on the blackboard. The characters were neat, the strokes were sharp and clean. Xi Zirong was just putting the chalk back into the chalk box, walking down from the podium and returning to her seat.

Many students have already begun to feel aggrieved for the new classmates who didn't come to study tonight, after all, Teacher Wu had said before that evening study was entirely up to self-discipline and that coming was optional.

The timetables were passed around row by row, and soon, the student in front of Xu Su finally finished copying the timetable and handed it to her.

Xu Su sighed as she looked at the first-year high school schedule.

Students arrive at school at 6:30 a.m. for a morning reading session, which ends at 7:20 a.m. for breakfast. After 20 minutes of morning exercises at 7:45 a.m., classes officially begin.

We have a two-hour lunch break.

Evening self-study starts at 6:30 pm. Day students can leave school at 9:30 pm, and boarding students can decide their own time. The last student to leave locks the door, and the dormitory lights are turned off at 12:00 am every night.

It truly was a three-year period of intense self-discipline and rigorous self-discipline.

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After 9:30, people started leaving the classroom. Not long after, Huang Feng came over and asked if anyone was leaving.

Thinking about the intense military training that would begin tomorrow, and how important sleep was, Xu Su nodded and put her Chinese textbook into her desk drawer.

Seats have been assigned, and the classroom will be locked, so please leave your textbooks in the classroom.

After washing up in the dorm, it was already 10 o'clock. All eight of us in room 215 were from the same class. After chatting briefly, we obediently turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Huang Feng set an alarm on her Nokia phone, which went off precisely at 6:30 in the morning.

I quickly brushed my teeth and washed my face, changed my clothes, ran to the cafeteria to buy two steamed buns, ate them, and arrived at the playground at exactly 7:20.

Passing by a row of school buildings, I saw that the second and third year high school students had already begun their morning reading session.