Barracks of Rebirth

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Ji Xin'an's mother just got up and came out of the bedroom, and saw Ji Xin'an carrying the breakfast bought from the snack bar downstairs.

"Did the sun come out from the west? My precious daughter got up so early and bought breakfast." Ji Xin'an is a person who never gets up early, and if he can sleep for an extra minute, he will never waste a minute. Minutes, no wonder mom said that about her.

"Mom, don't say that! I'm already in junior high school and I've grown up. I'll get up so early every day to make breakfast for you, okay?" Ji Xin'an put down his breakfast and hugged his mother's arm and began to act like a baby. Well, it doesn't feel strange to act like a baby like this.

"Okay, let's see how long you can last." Mom didn't believe how long Ji Xin'an could last. Ji Xin'an is a typical three-minute hot-blooded character who can't do anything for long.

Ji Xin'an didn't make any excuses either. After all, her mother knows best after all these years of habit.

After breakfast, Ji Xin'an, who went back to his room to get his schoolbag, suddenly remembered what he read yesterday, wondering if he forgot all the things he memorized yesterday. So I immediately calmed down and recalled the same thing, and found that it was exactly the same as what I remembered when I just finished watching it yesterday. So I happily picked up my schoolbag and went out.

On the first day of class, the freshness has not yet passed, and everyone is still listening to the class seriously. At the beginning, Ji Xin'an was able to listen carefully to what the teacher said on stage, but she has already memorized everything she has learned so far. No matter what, I couldn't concentrate and listen to it all the time, so after listening for a while, although my eyes still looked like I was listening carefully, my mind was no longer here.

Ji Xin'an remembered what happened in the morning, and recalled every move and style taught by his master. Although he said it was just an ordinary military boxing, Ji Xin'an felt that there was something different in this set of boxing. If he could master it proficiently, maybe Will it have a different effect?

Don’t think it’s only been in contact for a while, but in Ji Xin’an’s heart, he has really regarded him as a master. After all, the Internet is not as convenient as it will be in the future. If you want to learn something, you may be able to find it with a few keystrokes. If you don’t By chance, Ji Xin'an didn't know when he would be able to come into contact with these.

When she was thinking wildly, Zou Ze suddenly pulled her arm, and Ji Xin'an woke up suddenly, just in time to hear the math teacher on the stage say: "You guys come up and do this problem."

Ji Xin'an concealed it very well, and walked up to the podium with another classmate in a calm manner. The question was not difficult to her, and after going up, she wrote a few steps clearly and finished the question. One finished and walked back.

The teacher looked at Ji Xin'an's clean and beautiful handwriting on the blackboard and nodded in satisfaction, and continued with the next thing. It seems that he didn't notice Ji Xin'an's distraction.

But the teacher didn't find it, someone could have found it. As soon as Ji Xin'an sat down, Zou Ze turned his head and gave a thumbs up under the table, saying: "Really awesome, I thought I was smart enough, and I could just go home without reading a book, but I didn't expect you to be smarter than me." It’s amazing, you can know everything without even listening to the class.”

"Average, average, third in the country." Ji Xin'an pretended to be complacent, and then he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Zou Ze laughed when he saw her laughing, "The handwriting is not bad either!"

"Stop praising me, you should be proud if you praise me any more." Ji Xin'an was really embarrassed this time.

Zou Ze wanted to say something more, but seeing that the teacher's eyes had already started to sweep this way, the two of them tacitly stopped talking.

To say that what Ji Xin'an has been able to produce in these years is this good handwriting. No matter if it is a hard brush, although he has not won any awards, no matter who sees it, he will praise it.

Of course, these are not natural skills. After going to work, Ji Xinan spends all his time practicing calligraphy except reading novels on the Internet every day, and he really didn't waste so many years of time. Now Ji Xin'an finally understands that no matter what happens, as long as he persists, there will be results.

In the self-study class in the afternoon, Ji Xin'an originally planned to finish all the homework at school so that she could practice the military boxing she learned in the morning after going back home. She didn't want to punch her like that when the master tested her tomorrow.

But unfortunately, her idea could not be realized. The self-study class was occupied by the head teacher, and he came to select the class cadres.

In fact, it is the selection of class cadres. It is just that the head teacher selects a few students who are the best students based on the results of the junior high school and the entrance examination. The candidate for the next class representative is whoever has the best grades in a single subject of which homework, and will be the class representative of that subject. Of course, the grades in other subjects should not be too bad.

The election of class cadres such as the class leader seems to be relatively formal, and there are really many steps from the ballot to the counting of the votes.

Ji Xin'an saw that Zou Ze was in the name above, so he smirked and wrote his name behind the candidate for monitor, thinking in his heart, 'I'm so exhausted, you can't think of good things, I'll let you do all the hard work. '

Ji Xin'an's vicious psychology finally succeeded, and Zou Ze was "honored" to be elected as the squad leader, but looking at his ugly face, he knew how unwilling he was.

"Aren't you very happy to see me being unlucky?" Zou Ze, who had just delivered the "Inaugural Speech" from the podium, lowered his head and asked Ji Xin'an as soon as he sat down.

"Is it that obvious?" Ji Xin'an asked with surprise. "Then I'll try not to be so obvious next time."

"..." What on earth did he provoke her?

Since Ji Xin'an's previous entrance examination results were only average, and there were no particularly outstanding subjects, so she didn't have any part in these, and she was happy and relaxed.

There was only half a quarter of the self-study class left, and Ji Xin's security department used it to do homework, and when he wrote it, he found that he could write much faster than when he was just in the first grade of junior high school in his previous life.

This Ji Xin'an can definitely not do it on purpose, because I once participated in a calligraphy class, and the teacher was very special. It was not enough to teach her to just write well, but to write well and quickly.

He said that in many calligraphy classes nowadays, as long as the students write good-looking characters, it doesn't matter how fast they write, and we usually write very fast. If you just write slowly while practicing calligraphy, and the writing looks good, then once you write quickly, you will return to the way you were when you didn't practice.

Although Ji Xin'an only studied there for two months, he changed his habit of writing slowly. She also learned a good handwriting method, which allowed her to write good handwriting without being slower than others at all.

And Ji Xin'an not only brought back his good handwriting. And brought this habit back