Chapter 103: Experiencing A Different Life

  Erhai University is not far from Lingdi Middle School, where Zhao Yanzi is located. Take a bus and it's just a few stops away. Sitting in the swaying bus, with his arm against the window and propping up his head, he suddenly found that the band-aid on his elbow had not been torn off yet.

  He tore off the band-aid and found that there was only a faint trace of blood on it, indicating that his wound was not serious either.

  And this band-aid was a pink cartoon pig pattern, Hao Ren thought it looked more and more ridiculous.

  He fiddled with the band-aid in his hand for a few minutes, and Hao Ren surprisingly felt a little reluctant to throw away this band-aid that held some commemorative value. However, after thinking about it carefully, if he were to keep it as a collection, it would be too "perverse", so he still threw the band-aid into the trash can on the bus.

  Actually, this little girl isn't bad to me, Hao Ren thought.

  The car arrived at Lingzhao Middle School, and Hao Ren got out of the car. He looked at his watch and it was exactly 8:00. There were already many private cars lined up at the school gate, and some parents were also rushing to the school in a hurry.

  Hao Ren was afraid of being late, so he hurriedly walked towards the school. However, a middle school student who looked like a class cadre stopped him, "This classmate, today is the parent-teacher conference, outsiders are not allowed to enter."

  Hao Ren said, "I'm here for the parent-teacher conference."

  The girl looked at Hao Ren suspiciously, "Which classmate's parent are you?"

  Although many parents of junior high school students are not very old, they can't be as young as Hao Ren, right?

  "Zhao Yanzi, 2nd year, class 2 of junior high school. I'm her brother, because her parents are too busy, so I came to attend the parent-teacher conference on their behalf." Hao Ren replied. He had thought of these words while riding in the car.

  "Hmm." The girl nodded and finally put down her arm, letting Hao Ren enter.

  Was Zhao Yanzi very famous in their middle school? Hao Ren thought as he walked in.

  Lingzhao Middle School is one of the top middle schools in Donghai City. It covers a large area, and its environment is extremely beautiful. There are artificial hills, man-made lakes, modern teaching buildings and gymnasiums, as well as classical-style art galleries and music halls, making it like a diversified park.

  Because many students who study here have a family background that is either rich or noble, the security guards are very strict and outsiders cannot enter at will. Hao Ren, who grew up in Donghai City, took advantage of this parent-teacher conference to enter this famous key middle school in Donghai for the first time.

  The school is divided into high school and junior high school departments, except for the playground, art museum, gymnasium and music hall which are shared. Other facilities such as teaching buildings are separate. A man-made lake spanning the campus divides it into two areas, belonging to the junior high school department and the high school department respectively.

  Following the signs along the road, Hao Ren easily found the teaching building of the junior high school department. The second-year classes were concentrated in Building 2, and Hao Ren went upstairs from the stairs, looking at the nameplates on the upper floor, finding his way to Class 2-2.

  There were already many parents sitting in the classroom, some with their eyes closed and others chatting with each other. When Hao Ren, such a young man, walked in, he attracted their attention.

  Each table had a piece of paper with the names of the students written on it. Hao Ren saw that Zhao Yanzi's name was at the second seat in the middle row, so he walked over and pulled out the chair to sit down.

  Sitting next to Hao Ren was a man in his thirties. Hao Ren nodded at him, which counted as a greeting.

  After sitting down, Hao Ren looked around the classroom. In front of him was a podium and a whiteboard. At the back were small blackboards with various compositions posted on them. The podium was larger than usual, and the board wasn't the traditional kind he used when he was in school, but rather a white-colored one that could be written on with colored markers.

  The desks and chairs were all brand new iron ones. Hao Ren noticed that on the upper right corner of his desk, there was a small metal nameplate with Zhao Yanzi's name engraved on it.

  Originally, each set of desk and chair was exclusive to one person. No wonder they were kept so clean, without any scribbles or doodles. Why didn't anyone think of this when we were in school? Hao Ren thought to himself.

  As he thought about it, Zhao Yanzi was usually sitting there; in the second row. Either dozing off or listening to the lesson with rapt attention, Hao Ren suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart. It was as if he had become Zhao Yanzi, experiencing her school life: in front of him was the blackboard, the teacher was lecturing, and beside him were his classmates, Xiaoling might be sitting nearby. Exchanging glances with Zhao Yanzi, passing notes, "while the boys would take advantage of the teacher's distraction to play pranks on each other, occasionally there would be some boys who would secretly glance at the girl they had a crush on, and the boys in the back row would intentionally tease the girls in front by playing with their braids, provoking the girls in front to turn around and give them a cold stare.

  Hao Ren imagined the scene in class. He glanced at his eyes again, and then looked at the nameplate on the desk of the big uncle next to him, only to find that there was also a girl's name on it.

  "Hmm, Zhao Yanzi is sitting with a girl at the same table. Hao Ren slightly relaxed his furrowed brow, then suddenly thought again. Huh, what was I counting just now?"

  Just as Hao Rendong was looking around, a middle-aged woman wearing professional attire and holding a lecture note walked into the classroom and came to the podium.

  "Hello everyone, I am Luo Ying, the class teacher of Class 2 Grade 2." She introduced herself and suddenly found a young man sitting in the classroom. So she asked curiously, "This student, are you..."

  "Oh, I'm Zhao Yanzi's brother, her parents are too busy at work, so I came to substitute for them," said Hao Ren.

  "You're her brother, aren't your parents also her parents?" The experienced class teacher immediately caught the loophole in Hao Ren's words.

  She was a bit suspicious that Zhao Yanzi was afraid of her poor grades, so she casually let someone else replace her parents. This kind of thing has happened before among students. Junior high school students asked high school students to impersonate their parents, underestimating the teacher's IQ, and in the end, both were punished.

  "Oh, I'm her cousin!" Hao Ren reacted quickly and said immediately.

  "Older brother can also represent the parents." Upon hearing this response, Class Director Luo Ying was somewhat dissatisfied but didn't say anything more. After all, there were still so many parents waiting for the meeting to start.

  Today, we held a parents' meeting, mainly to announce the students' mid-term exam results. As you know, our children have entered grade 2 and will soon be promoted to grade 3. In other words, grade 2 is preparing for grade 3, and the good or bad performance in grade 3 largely depends on how well the foundation was laid in grade 2, whether the basic knowledge is solid or not. Luo Ying faced the parents and began to speak.

  Hao Ren sat below, listening and seeing the parents around him listening very seriously. He didn't dare to make a joke or smile, pretending to be serious too. However, he also knew that what the class teacher said was all old news, with the purpose of letting the parents supervise their children's studies.

  However, this was Hao Ren's first time attending a parent-teacher conference as a guardian.

  Looking at these parents' expressions as if they were facing a formidable enemy, Hao Ren suddenly thought that one day he would become one of them.

  "Don't think that as long as the grades aren't too bad, they can smoothly transfer to high school, so there's no need to worry about the child's grades. In fact, whether or not a student does well in high school is determined by their level in middle school. And their performance in high school directly affects what kind of university they can get into."

  Luo Ying continued to speak, but Hao Ren didn't have the same level of awareness as these parents and wasn't in the mood to listen to such clichés. He lowered his head and quietly rummaged through Zhao Yanzi's desk drawer.

  Inside were half a bottle of drink, half a pack of crisps, some unopened dried plums and honey dates. There were also some small items belonging to girls, such as nail clippers and so on.

  Stinky girl, you love eating snacks so much in school.

  Hao Ren put these things aside and took another look to see if there was anything else inside.

  For the student's small movements, rich experience and sharp eyesight of Luo Ying, immediately saw Hao Ren secretly flipping through the table, but couldn't say much, could only endure, continue to face other parents talking big principles.

  Yes, this is “…

  Hao Ren flipped through it, and suddenly he came across something that caught his interest.