The school opening is lively. The children's schoolbags are not filled with books, but with bricks. Everyone compares each other's bricks when they meet, seeing whose are more numerous and better.

  Some children brought half, some brought broken ones, and some brought new bricks stored at home. Zhou Xiaoyun and Dabao brought the bricks from their uncle's house, which were leftover from building a tile-roofed house two years ago and happened to be useful this time.

  After the start of school, teachers began to get busy, and the school built a wall around it. There was no money to hire too many bricklayers, so they asked teachers and older students to help carry bricks, lift sand, and move stones.

  The big kids are happy to see that they don't have to attend classes and are busy moving things back and forth in the schoolyard without anyone complaining about being tired.

  However, this made Fang Wenchao, who had no strength to bind a chicken, miserable. His family was not bad, and he rarely did anything heavy at home. Lifting and carrying things were really not his forte, and after two days, his waist and back would ache.

  Fortunately, Zhou Xiaoyun took over the class management for Fang Wenchao and did a great job, relieving his worries.

  More than half a month later, the school wall was built. The wall over one meter high surrounded the entire campus, leaving only one big gate for entry and exit. It seems that it finally looks like a school.

  Principal Qiao stroked his beard and paced back and forth, beaming with joy all day long, finally settling a major matter.

  The campus, which was previously bustling with activity, gradually returned to normal order, and with this wall, the phenomenon of skipping class was greatly suppressed.

  Dabao has become more serious about studying since the start of school, not comparable to Zhou Xiaoyun, but compared to his previous careless attitude, he has made significant progress. He is now willing to listen in class and finishes his homework before going out to play.

  Zhou Xiaoyun felt comforted by her brother's subtle changes and often exaggerated Bao in front of their parents.

  Zhao Yuzhen was overjoyed to see her mischievous son finally taking his studies seriously and lavished praise on Da Bao, with Zhou Xiaoyun chiming in, making Da Bao feel like he was on cloud nine.

  Zhou Xiaoyun started practicing calligraphy with a brush after the start of school. She couldn't bear to use rice paper, so she used newspaper instead. Borrowing a copy of "Model Letters" from Fang Wenchao, she began to practice basic strokes such as horizontal, vertical, left-falling, right-falling and dotting.

  Zhou Xiaoyun found that her personality had changed a lot since she was reborn. Originally, she was a quiet and introverted person, but now she is generous, elegant, intelligent and capable, which is certainly related to her experiences of more than 20 years.

  The most important change is that she clearly knows what she wants to do and executes it without hesitation after setting her goals.

  Taking calligraphy as an example, her previous life's level was actually quite ordinary, lacking the perseverance to practice. However, under her current seven-year-old appearance lies a mature soul, and her perseverance surprises even herself.

  At first, she couldn't grasp the key points and her writing was truly pathetic. However, every day after finishing her homework, she persisted in writing for an hour, gradually developing a feel for it and also gaining interest.

  She insisted on practicing her calligraphy, and after more than a month, she finally had some semblance of it.

  Zhou Xiaoyun hadn't dared to show her calligraphy to Fang Wenchao before, and only when she felt relatively satisfied did she bring the newspaper filled with strokes to ask for his guidance.

  Fang Wenchao couldn't express the feeling in his heart, when he took over the newspaper from Zhou Xiaoyun's hand at that moment, he was shocked by Zhou Xiaoyun's unyielding and persistent determination.

  Unfolding the newspaper, a sheet of brush-written characters appeared before my eyes. The font was somewhat childish, but it could be seen that a lot of heart had been put into writing it.

  Fang Wenchao didn't know what to say to the little girl in front of him, who was full of expectation. At that moment, he made up his mind to cultivate Zhou Xiaoyun well.

  He can no longer regard her as an ordinary student or child, but has added a bit of master-disciple and even father-daughter feelings.

  Under Fang Wenchao's meticulous guidance, Zhou Xiaoyun's brush calligraphy began to make rapid progress. In addition to practicing fixed strokes, Zhou Xiaoyun started practicing simple characters. Seeing Fang Wenchao smile more and more when reading his work made Zhou Xiaoyun have even greater confidence in himself.

  Zhou Xiaoyun can already play some simple tunes on the harmonica, and Fang Wenchao teaches Zhou Xiaoyun to play the accordion.

  The accordion couldn't be taken home by Zhou Xiaoyun, so she could only practice in Fang Wenchao's dormitory during lunch break.

  It wasn't long before all of the teachers at school knew that Fang Wenchao had an outstanding student.

  Teacher Huang smiled and teased: "Teacher Fang, you've picked up a good sapling. Children who are so eager to learn and diligent are really rare. I heard that our school is going to send students to the county for a cultural performance on June 1st this year. You should cultivate him well, and he'll make a stunning debut at that time."

  Someone praised Zhou Xiaoyun like this, and as a teacher, Fang Wenchao and You Rongyan also started to think that they should make some preparations earlier after being reminded by Huang Laoshi.

  He taught Zhou Xiaoyun to focus on practicing a song called "Let's Row the Double Oars", Zhou Xiaoyun didn't understand Fang Wenchao's intention, she just liked this song very much.

  "Let's row the oars, the small boat pushes open the waves, the sea surface is inversely printed with a beautiful white tower, surrounded by green trees and red walls. The small boat is light, floating on the water, and a cool breeze blows in front..."

  The beautiful lyrics and melodious melody of this school song have made it a favorite among elementary students, and it is also Zhou Xiaoyun's most beloved song.

  She hummed the tune every day as she walked between home and school, Fang Wenchao generously left his beloved harmonica with Zhou Xiaoyun, and whenever Zhou Xiaoyun played this song on the harmonica, her mood was especially cheerful and happy, feeling that such simple happiness and joy could only be experienced in childhood.