Start as a top student after transmigrating.

Early in the morning, Chen Dong quickly got up at around six o'clock, washed up, and rode his electric scooter straight to No. 1 Middle School.

He wasn't half asleep and went the wrong way; he was going to pick someone up.

We arrived at Qingjiang Middle School smoothly a little after seven o'clock.

"Dong-ge, here's your breakfast."

He Jia arrived even earlier. When she saw Chen Dong enter the classroom, she took out a breakfast wrapped in a scarf from her schoolbag and walked towards Chen Dong.

"So early?" Chen Dong touched the breakfast and found it was still warm. This girl was thoughtful, and it was a deluxe breakfast, much better than last semester.

"Just arrived." He Jia chuckled, showing no intention of leaving.

"As a favor to the deluxe package, I'll give you two extra chances to answer the questions." Chen Dong knew her intentions perfectly well and held up two fingers with a sly smile.

"Thank you, Brother Dong."

He Jia was overjoyed, and several top students, including Hu Songlin, who were secretly watching from a distance, also showed delight on their faces.

"Just two minutes."

Chen Dong gestured to He Jia not to panic, took the breakfast and walked towards Ye Wanwan. He Jia was sure to stay calm and used this time to quickly check with Hu Songlin and the others which questions to ask.

Just as Chen Dong had thought, although he refused Hu Songlin and the others' offer of a big meal in exchange for asking them questions, they would know to team up with He Jia if they were smart enough.

Hu Songlin and his group were able to ask questions, and He Jia also had someone to share the financial burden.

It turns out that top students do have some brains.

"Brother Dong."

Just as Chen Dong was "supervising" Ye Wanwan while they ate breakfast together, Zhang Yan and Li Shuo, this pair of brilliant and talented individuals, walked into the classroom arm in arm.

It's rare that it's not about timing.

"morning."

Chen Dong responded casually.

Hehe~

The two didn't return to their seats, but instead approached Chen Dong with smiles on their faces.

"Stay away, wipe your drool off. If you drool on my breakfast, you'll regret coming to school." Chen Dong slapped him twice.

Two incredibly clever people, all they do is smile foolishly; even a second glance is considered distasteful.

The two, Wolong and Fengchu, covered their faces, but instead of getting angry, they smiled and revealed their purpose: "Brother Dong, um, we agreed before the holiday that you'd let us copy your homework."

"How much homework did you do during winter break?" Chen Dong asked casually.

"I did it, I did it."

"I've done everything I could."

The two bright kids quickly put down their backpacks, unzipped them, and took out a stack of test papers and homework.

Before the holiday, they had already made a deal with Chen Dong: as long as he did his homework diligently during the winter break, he could copy Dong-ge's homework when he came back and perfectly complete the task.

"Let me see."

The two had just taken out their homework when they saw a hand reach out from behind them and grab them.

"I don't know..."

"Who the hell...?"

Zhang Yan and Li Shuo's faces immediately darkened. They slammed their hands on the table and whirled around, intending to teach the other party a lesson. However, as soon as they turned around, their anger transformed into a fawning smile, and they bowed and scraped, calling out:

"Brother Mo."

The visitors were Liu Yumo and Jiang Lina, who came together.

"Not bad, you've done so much and the accuracy rate isn't low. Did you really do all of this yourselves?" Liu Yumo glanced at them and nodded approvingly, then looked at the two of them.

"It has to be something I did myself; I was completely exhausted," Da Congming said, patting his chest.

"I didn't get to enjoy the holiday as much as I wanted because of homework," Er Congming said with a bitter smile.

"Since you're working so hard, I'll let you copy my homework." Liu Yumo handed the test papers back to them and prepared to take his homework.

They were once brothers in the same trench. Now that he has charged out, he cannot forget his former comrades. In fact, the two of them did a lot and completed the tasks assigned by Brother Dong.

"Brother Mo, um, we want to copy Brother Dong's stuff."

Liu Yumo meant well, but Zhang Yan and Li Shuo replied awkwardly, with some disdain.

"Damn it!" Liu Yumo raised his leg and kicked twice.

You're starting to look down on me?

One is last place, the other is second to last. Open your eyes and look at your grades. Do you have the right to look down on me? You're all biting the hand that feeds you.

Zhang Yan and Li Shuo dodged while laughing.

"Mozi studied with us throughout the winter break, and his homework is very standard." Chen Dong looked at the two bright students speechlessly and thought, "Go copy Liu Yumo's work."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yan and Li Shuo immediately changed their expressions, addressing Liu Yumo as "Brother Mo" repeatedly. One of them stepped forward to massage Liu Yumo's shoulders, while the other bent down to massage his arms.

"Now you know to call me 'brother'?" Liu Yumo put on airs and returned to his seat.

Chen Dong ignored him and slowly returned to his seat after finishing breakfast with Ye Wanwan. Seeing this, He Jia grabbed a few test papers and quickly walked towards him.

These were all difficult problems from the winter break homework, but they posed no challenge for Chen Dong. He could tell the answer at a glance and patiently explained his thought process while Hu Songlin and the others listened attentively.

……

Other students arrived one after another. The first day back after the holiday was definitely the most enthusiastic day for the whole class. No one arrived at the classroom on time.

Especially elites like Zhang Yan and Li Shuo, who were in the back row, arrived earlier than many good students for the first time. They didn't catch up on sleep or chat about games; they were all focused on doing problems.

The classroom was filled with the rustling sound of students working on problems. Looking around, almost everyone was studying diligently. An uninformed person might think this was a top-performing class.

The subject representatives were tactful and didn't immediately start collecting homework. They remained still unless instructed by the teacher, and even if the teacher told them to collect homework, they wouldn't move until the last minute, giving students ample time to catch up on their work.

Early morning study is the final sprint.

As morning self-study ended, teachers from various subjects came to the classroom one after another to have their subject representatives collect homework.

Soon, the first class of the new semester began. As always, Yang Xuesen entered the classroom early and talked about paying tuition fees before class started.

As the class bell rang, instead of immediately launching into a lesson, he began discussing the semester's schedule.

"The Spring Festival is over. Everyone should get their minds back on track and focus on the final sprint. If you're not focused on your studies, your parents can come to me and ask for a long leave slip to take home."

The classroom was completely silent; who would dare ask their parents to come and get a long leave slip?

"Then there's the class schedule for this semester."

Yang Xuesen placed his hands on the lectern, leaned slightly forward, and said solemnly, "Starting tomorrow, morning self-study will be moved to 6:30. There will be two morning self-study sessions, one for Chinese and one for English, each lasting 45 minutes without a break in between."

"Here it comes, here it comes, hell mode is coming our way."

"Classes start at 6:30, they're leaving us no way to survive!"

"It's not even dawn yet, the oxen and horses haven't even started working, why is senior year of high school so tough?"

"..."

As soon as Yang Xuesen announced the morning self-study time, the once quiet classroom erupted in groans. Although everyone knew that the study time would definitely be changed this semester, and that's how every senior high school student had gone through it.

Even with mental preparation, when it actually happens to you, it still feels like the sky is falling and the earth is collapsing.

"Quiet."

Yang Xuesen picked up the blackboard eraser and tapped it on the lectern, then pointed to the countdown to the college entrance examination. "Open your eyes and see how much time is left. There are only 120-odd days left. If you don't work hard now, you'll miss your chance."

"The early morning is the best time to start the day. Memorizing more vocabulary or classical Chinese texts in the morning may help you get two more points on the college entrance exam."

"Two points, on a single-plank bridge crowded with thousands of troops, at least 20,000 can be killed."

"You will thank yourselves for working so hard now, instead of regretting not having worked harder before the college entrance exam is over."

The deeper the love, the more far-reaching the plans.

The school's strict teaching schedule is precisely to help students bring their high school careers to a perfect close.

Especially for homeroom teachers like Lao Yang, it's better to see students work hard before the exam than to see tears in their eyes afterward.

"Ms. Yang, is there any change to the evening self-study session?"

Some students cautiously inquired about evening self-study.

What are you expecting?

"Which graduating class in their final semester were able to leave school before 10:30 PM?"

The surrounding classmates couldn't help but smile wryly and sigh.

really.

Yang Xuesen shattered all their illusions: "A fourth period will be added to evening self-study, ending at 10:30."

"I go to school at 6:30 in the morning and get out of school at 10:30 in the evening. After deducting the commute time, even if I go home and lie down to sleep, I still don't get eight hours of sleep."

"They're really leaving us no way out."

"As expected of the last semester of senior year, we'll study like crazy as long as we don't die."

Whether you're a top student in the back row or a high achiever in the front, everyone feels hopeless and disillusioned by this hellish school schedule. The next four months are going to be devoid of any joy.

"The lunch break time hasn't changed. If I maintain the good habit of taking a nap at noon, I'll definitely get enough sleep every day."

Yang Xuesen patted the lectern and said, "Besides, this is the final sprint stage of senior year. Do you still have the mind to think about sleeping more? You'll have plenty of time to sleep after graduation."

Picking up his thermos and taking a sip of water, Yang Xuesen said in a slightly gentler tone, "Moreover, compared to other schools, Qingjiang Middle School is relatively humane. Go and see what hell is like at the No. 1 Middle School next door."

Everyone was speechless.

The terror of No. 1 High School is well-known; it has so much so that it leaves no room for other schools to survive.

From the beginning of high school, there were three evening self-study sessions, plus a fourth session if optional. After entering the senior year, the morning self-study session had to be moved up, and five evening self-study sessions were planned.

Those top students can really work from 6 a.m. to 11:30 p.m.

"No. 1 Middle School is the best middle school in Qingjiang. They are all working hard. What reason do you have to slack off?" Yang Xuesen put down his water glass and emphasized his words.

The students below dared not speak.

I'm not afraid of working hard myself; I'm afraid of people who are more talented than me working even harder.

I'm really afraid that if I keep complaining, Lao Yang will take it upon himself to add a fifth period of evening self-study. That would really be a nightmare. Anyway, this is the class time arranged by the school, and no matter how much I say, it won't change anything, so I might as well keep quiet.

"Attend class."

No longer wasting class time, making the most of every minute in class is Lao Yang's principle.

"Dong-ge, the evening self-study session has been changed to end at 10:30. What about our study group?" Chen Dong asked quietly from under Liu Yumo's elbow in the last row.

"We'll follow our schedule for lunch breaks on Saturdays, Sundays, and holidays. On weekday evenings, we'll study at our own schools," Chen Dong said.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Before, school ended at 9:35, and we could go to Han Ning'er's place to meet up and study for about two hours. Now, classes end at 10:30, which is the last class time.

Moreover, the extra class in the morning already squeezes out rest time, and running back and forth at night will definitely take up more time and affect rest.

The study groups can remain the same during the week, but they can only study at their respective schools in the evenings.

Fortunately, both Han Ning'er and Jing Shanshan are top students. With Jing Shanshan, a super student, tutoring Han Ning'er, there's no need to worry about their studies. Even the most difficult final questions can be solved at noon.

With him and Ye Wanwan in charge here, Liu Yumo and Jiang Lina's progress won't fall behind either.

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