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After the long summer vacation, Pei Chuan's parents finally reached a compromise with each other.

Children's most suitable age for prosthetics to be installed is between the ages of seven and fourteen. The too young body cannot withstand the pain of prosthetic exercises, so they finally decided to put this matter until Pei Chuan was nine years old before doing it.

When primary school started, it was much more lively than preschool classes. In the early autumn of 1997, the children in preschool class one were corresponding to the first grade of school, while the children in class two were corresponding to the second grade of school.

Bei Yao was surprised to discover something magical - her mind had a clear memory of the fourth grade.

Two major events happened in the fourth grade - the first one was to build roads from home to school. Children in Beiyao community had to take a small road to school every day.

The second thing is that when I was in the fourth grade, my uncle drove a car and lost a lot of money. My mother used her savings to fill this bottomless pit.

Bei Yao is young and can't think about these things clearly. She only knows that two things mean bad things.

However, what attracts Xiaoxiao's attention now is the new class teacher. In the first grade, their class teacher is Hong Guanjing. A woman in her thirties has a bad temper. Bei Yao remembers that she wrote her homework wrong once and was hit in the palm of her hand.

She subconsciously feared this unkind Chinese teacher and class teacher.

Bei Yao asked uneasyly: "Mom, can I go to Class 2, Grade 1?"

Zhao Zhilan hugged her and stepped across the water hole: "No, the first class in the first class can only go to first class in the first grade to study."

Bei Yao lay weakly in Zhao Zhilan's arms.

As a result, when she went to sign up, she realized that the smiling female teacher was not Hong Guanjing, but a thin and intellectual female teacher named Cai Qingyu.

Bei Yao was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered an important thing. She didn't go to kindergarten in this life, so her direction was completely different from before. She was supposed to go to preschool classes now, so the teacher also changed.

This means that everything in the future is unknown.

Bei Yao looked at the strange class teacher with big eyes. Cai Qingyu smiled and registered for her, and then praised Zhao Zhilan: "I have seen Bei Yao's grades in preschool, which is very good."

Zhao Zhilan hurriedly said, "Thank you, teacher, I'll bother you in the future."

"You're welcome."

Cai Qingyu pondered for a moment, glanced at the little girl beside her mother, and asked Zhao Zhilan: "Are you from the same community as Pei Chuan?"

"Yes."

"Okay, it's okay. The children who have registered will come to school tomorrow and we will send textbooks."

Cai Qingyu knew in advance that there would be a hot potato in her class. She also talked to Teacher Yu Qian in the preschool class. She taught elementary school knowledge and taught for six years in one session. It was quite difficult. Chinese and math teachers are both female teachers, but no one can help Pei Chuan, who is growing up, take off his pants and go to the bathroom.

Yu Qian sighed: "He is very sensitive. He has never asked me to help me in the bathroom in preschool. If possible, please take care of him more."

Cai Qingyu was a little surprised.

She also knew that such a broken child growth track was a curve, because she paid special attention to the children in her class who were neighbors with Pei Chuan.

Chen Hu, Fang Minjun, Bei Yao, Li Da.

There are 62 people in Class 1, Grade 1, and no one will come out alone. This time Pei Chuan has a deskmate.

But after hearing from Teacher Yu, this child has no kindness to everyone, and it is probably not good for any child to be his deskmate.

Pei Chuan came very early on the first grade. Teacher Cai waved at him. The child's eyes were as quiet as the sky at dawn. He paused and pushed his wheelchair towards Teacher Cai.

Teacher Cai had learned about his personality, so he didn't say much and put the four names on the paper in front of him.

Teacher Cai smiled and said briskly: "Pei Chuan, the teacher plays a game with you. If you point to a name, he will become your deskmate."

Teacher Cai knew that Pei Chuan, who had only been to preschool classes, could not read. She wanted to use this fair way to get the child to choose a deskmate.

Pei Chuan's dark eyes were quietly looking at the four names.

He really doesn't know him.

Except for Fang Minjun, he could guess that it was her. The other three names became a multiple-choice question in front of him.

He lowered his eyes.

There is a "big" he knows in the character "da". He also guessed that the name was "Li Da".

There are only two options left.

He can't rule it out any more.

He sat for a long time, and Cai Qingyu couldn't help but urge him.

His eyes slightly moved away and quietly landed on the preschool grades spread out on the table. One was 50 and the other was 99. He glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze. This time he knew which name was Chen Hu and which name was Bei Yao.

The first lesson that preschool class taught him was that if he didn't fight for it, he would have nothing.

Life is not good for him, and only selfish people in this world will usher in the dawn. His fingers skipped the first name on the paper and fell on the third name.

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Bei Yao became her deskmate again with Pei Chuan. She was very happy. Xing'er's eyes were clear, like water grapes.

Her little breasts are slim and squishy: "Pei Chuan, will I bring the stick together tomorrow to play?" Although her memory was a few years ago, her mind was limited by this body, and her childlike heart was cute and vivid.

Pei Chuan still didn't speak, he pursed his lips.

Everyone in the class has their own deskmate again, and he is not a good person. He deprived her of the probability of being a deskmate of three-quarters, and only then did the next six years.

Because her deskmate became Pei Chuan again, Bei Yao was very happy. She brought the thin colorful sticks she bought by her mother into her schoolbag and played with Pei Chuan after class.

The small stick was originally a tool to teach addition, subtraction and counting that a first-grade math teacher would use, but Bei Yao knew that there was a game called picking up small sticks. Hold all your hands first, then release them suddenly, and the small sticks would scatter to various parts of the table and then pick them up one by one, but in the process, you can't alarm other small sticks, whoever picks up more will win.

In the era of material scarcity, this is a game that all children love to play, just like the popular jump ball in grades 2 and 3.

She handed him the stick with her little hand: "You first."

The person who comes first will have an advantage. Every child wants to compete for this first place. He looked at Wuxie's clear eyes around him and reached out to take it.

He played such a game with a little girl for the first time.

However, he was not as calm as a child. Her hands were clumsy, but he could pick them up calmly.

There were 50 small sticks in the last, 43 of them, and 7 of them were Bei Yao.

Pei Chuan had a handful of colorful sticks in his hand. When he looked at her, she blinked cutely, looking at the seven lonely ones in his hand. It was the first time that he knew that playing with Pei Chuan was not fun at all.

His expressionless face could make her have no game experience.

The young Pei Chuan did not know how to give in. He was like the young bamboo that stood tenaciously in the hailstorm in 1996. Faced with the wind and rain and the blow, and was finally broken by the wind.

Bei Yao grinned and showed her little baby teeth: "Pei Chuan is so awesome."

Bei Yao continued to play with him, and then was abused by him all the way.

He didn't let her go. She still couldn't pick up more than ten points after playing this game until she taught simple addition and subtraction.

She is tender and soft, and she tolerate his coldness with the greatest tolerance of a child.

However, on the second hot summer, when the second grade comes, Pei Chuan, who never drinks water at school, would bring an extra glass of water. After crossing the 38th parallel, the water cup would finally appear on Xiao Beiyao's table.

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Fang Minjun was very disappointed.

In the final grade of the first grade, her Chinese and math grades were 93 and 94, while Bei Yao was 95 and 100. So she was studying with her heart throughout the second grade.

What made her even more disappointed was that the first place in the class was Pei Chuan, who had no double legs.

Fang Minjun almost cried anxiously. Finally, Zhao Xiu asked, and she cried and said, "Bai Yao peeked at Pei Chuan's paper, but Pei Chuan didn't cover it."

Zhao Xiu thought to himself, Zhao Zhilan's daughter is promising and cheats at a young age.

After she figured it out, she comforted Fang Minjun: "It's okay, I don't believe she can copy other people's jobs in the third grade in the future."

As for the number one, Pei Chuan is smart and has a good brain, but he is a disabled person. No matter how powerful he is, he probably will be a problem to find a job and marry a wife. Which family is willing to marry his daughter to such a person?

As for Chen Hu, his level at the bottom of the entire community has been stable, and he is the last in every exam.

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Pei Chuan hates two courses the most.

Music and sports.

This is a class that all children except him like. Music class teaches singing. In the sunset, the female teacher walks on the organ and teaches the children to sing songs from music books.

This music class sang "Snail and Oriole".

He was seven years old and was changing his teeth. He was missing two front teeth and rarely spoke at home. His strong self-esteem and shame made Pei Chuan listen silently.

His little deskmate's voice was crisp, like a cheerful little bird on the branches in the morning.

Bei Yao hasn't yet faded. She still has two buds wrapped with ribbons on her head. The teacher taught her and she sang: "The snail is carrying the heavy shells, climbing up step by step~"

She also started changing teeth, singing and talking, but she was very well-behaved, and the teacher taught her to sing. The children sang the crisp voices of the children.

Music teacher Zhu frowned and looked at Pei Chuan by the third row of windows.

She stopped the movement of stepping on the organ and frowned: "Pei Chuan, why don't you sing with everyone?"

Pei Chuan's black pupil looked at the teacher quietly.

This child has no fear of other children towards the teacher, and his eyes are like stagnant water. He doesn't even say anything to answer Teacher Zhu's words.

Teacher Zhu felt embarrassed and had no reason to hate his cold and dark existence.
To be continued...