Rebirth of a Top Student's Handbook

As expected, we returned to the mid-term exam of the first semester of the third year of junior high school. This mid-term exam was also a joint exam of several cities, and the math exam paper was divided into Jiangsu Education Edition and People's Education Edition.

I found probability theory questions interesting because I had never seen them before, so I tried doing the questions from the People's Education Press textbook, because I was confident that I wouldn't do too badly on the test.

As a result, because the test was extremely easy, almost all the students in the class got full marks, and I ended up getting the second to last score in the class, with a huge difference between me and the third to last.

As for the last place, he got in through connections and was never included in our rankings, so Zhou Min was essentially last this time, which naturally attracted the teacher's attention.

Teachers probably prefer diligent students, so today the math teacher still gave Zhou Min a lesson.

The laughter of her classmates surrounded her, which made Zhou Min feel very embarrassed. However, perhaps because she had grown up, the embarrassing scene she remembered only made her feel slightly awkward now.

Moreover, the teacher's attitude wasn't as fierce as I remembered; instead, it was a kind reminder tinged with humor. It seems that my younger self reinforced this feeling.

After the teacher finished speaking, the lesson continued. Zhou Min slowly flipped through the textbook from the beginning, realizing she couldn't remember any of the current knowledge points.

Zhou Min needs to review all her textbooks as soon as possible, including those from the first and second years of junior high.

Finally, class ended, and Zhou Min had already read half of the math book, catching up with the class's pace. However, while she could understand the book, she wasn't sure how well she could do the problems. She would probably need to practice more in her spare time.

Zhou Min has been a top student since childhood, but it seems that all her talents are in studying. However, she doesn't work hard, so she has always been one of the top students, neither the best nor the worst. She can't fall off the honor roll, but she can't get first place either.

Zhou Min thought that since she had another chance, she should study hard, not waste her talent, and not regret it later.

The chair wobbled again, and Zhou Min turned around, but this time her gaze didn't linger on Xu Lingyuan's face. Instead, she looked through Xu Lingyuan at Chen Sheng in the row behind him.

Chen Sheng was still the same as I remembered, always looking like he couldn't get enough sleep, and he was asleep again, slumped over his desk. Looking at him like that, who would imagine that he later slept less than 5 hours a day when he started his business?

"Zhou Min, let me see your test paper. You're so amazing, you can even do the questions from the People's Education Press edition. I'm impressed."

Xu Lingyuan borrowed the test paper as usual. Yes, he would borrow Zhou Min's test paper every time he finished an exam to study it carefully.

Although it's unclear what exactly Xu Lingyuan learned from his test notes, it's undeniable that his grades improved rapidly.

Zhou Min continued to lend her test papers to Xu Lingyuan. Proud as she was, Zhou Min disdained improving herself by belittling others. She firmly believed that if she tried again, her results would be even better than theirs.

I used to be arrogant and smart, too lazy to spend time on endless practice problems. I always thought I was a genius, superior to others, and didn't care about studying or taking exams. I thought that if I wanted to improve, I could catch up with and surpass them immediately.

But reality gave Zhou Min a harsh slap in the face. Zhou Min was never as outstanding as she imagined. She was just an ordinary college student from a prestigious university with good grades.

She was exceptionally outstanding, but this exceptionalness did not earn her recognition. Instead, she gradually drifted into mediocrity and faded into obscurity in the rest of her life.

Zhou Min began to tidy up her desk. As a white-collar worker who had worked for a Fortune 500 Taiwanese company and had been subjected to military-style management, Zhou Min could not tolerate a messy desk.

At this time, graduating students always feel that they have prepared enough textbooks, and Zhou Min is no exception. So her desk is piled high with textbooks, exercise books and test papers from the first year of junior high to the third year of junior high.

Zhou Min has mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, and she simply couldn't stand looking at all this. She didn't know which parts were still useful, so she decided to organize them first, and then simplify things once she was more familiar with them.

Put the textbooks together in order, and also sort the exercise books, notebooks, and test papers one by one.

Looking at the dozen or so thick reference books in front of her, significantly more than everyone else's, Zhou Min was speechless at her past self. Yes, Zhou Min had never actually read these reference books; she had brought them to class simply to show off.

As a result, many of the books were borrowed by classmates and never returned.

After all, this was an era when resources were relatively scarce. Zhou Min's books were sent to her and her cousin by her uncle, who was a university professor at Nanjing University. However, her cousin didn't like studying, so he only picked out a few books for himself, and the rest went to Zhou Min.

Zhou Min was actually a girl who didn't like studying, but girls tend to be vain, and Zhou Min wanted these books just so she could show them off to her classmates.

Zhou Min decided to read all the books and not waste her uncle's good intentions again.

It's better to keep the extra books in the dorm to avoid making the desk messy. As for the books your classmates have, you should try to collect them when you have the chance.

Before she knew it, the morning's classes were over. Fortunately, they mostly focused on the exam papers. Zhou Min had used this time to skim through the textbooks for each subject. As a graduate of a 985 university, the textbook knowledge was still quite basic.

However, Zhou Min still lacked confidence in solving problems. Without sufficient practice, she still felt helpless when faced with exercises.

"Let's go eat." Zhou Min looked at the girl in front of her table and remembered her name: Liu Lele, her best friend from junior and senior high school, who eventually broke off their friendship because of her husband.

"Oh, okay." Zhou Min reached into her pocket and realized she had about 20 yuan left. She picked up her schoolbag, stood up, and walked beside Liu Lele.

"What are you doing with your schoolbag?" Liu Lele asked, puzzled, looking at Zhou Min's bulging schoolbag.

"I have too many books, so I plan to take some back to my dorm."

When they arrived at the cafeteria, Zhou Min casually picked out a few dishes. As soon as she put them on the table, Liu Lele was stunned. Looking at Zhou Min's full plate of food, she couldn't help but ask, "Did you strike it rich?"

Well, actually, Zhou Min realized she had ordered too much food as soon as she finished ordering, but she couldn't quite come to her senses for a moment. After all, she was used to spending hundreds or even thousands of yuan on a single meal.

But at this point, Zhou Min could only say, "I'm not feeling well, I need to replenish my nutrition."

"Oh, I also think you're not in a good mood today, you're acting strange. I feel like I haven't heard you speak at all this morning."

Yes, Zhou Min is a chatterbox, and from the outside, she seems optimistic, cheerful, lively, and adorable. But only Zhou Min herself knows the pessimism deep inside her.

After finishing her meal, Zhou Min returned to her dormitory, lay down on her bed, and closed her eyes, contemplating everything before her.

"Zhou Min, what's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?"

"Shh, Zhou Min isn't feeling well, let her sleep."

......

Listening to the noisy conversation around her, Zhou Min gradually drifted off to sleep.

"Ring ring..." A bell rang, and Zhou Min immediately sat up and found that everyone was starting to get up and wash up.

Zhou Min quickly picked up the last remaining toiletries, memorized their appearance, and began washing up.

After washing up, I went to the classroom immediately and found that most of my classmates had arrived, but they were all chatting.

As soon as Zhou Min sat down, she noticed someone scratching her back; she guessed it was Xu Lingyuan again.

Damn it, the Zhou Min of the past might have felt shy and sweet, but the Zhou Min of now just wants to say: "You brat, how dare you lay a hand on me, take your pig's trotters away."

Of course, Zhou Min could only say with a stern face, "Don't touch my clothes, aren't your hands dirty?"