The streets on both sides of the school gate were covered with snow. Yu Hua, alone, walked through the crowd and came to the school gate.
"He's a student from No. 4 Middle School again. Look, this guy is so handsome."
"This dress is so beautiful. I wish I could wear this dress sometime."
"I really hope that my son can also enter No. 4 Middle School and become successful in the future."
"Strange, why is this student not accompanied by his parents?"
When the crowds and passers-by saw Yu Hua, who was wearing a black Chinese tunic suit, walking toward the gate of No. 4 Middle School, they all cast curious or envious glances and whispered.
Wearing a black tunic suit, a woolen shirt, short hair, and shiny leather shoes, the whole school uniform is very fashionable and shows the temperament that a boy should have.
This is the new school uniform specially customized by Peking No. 4 Middle School. The boys are tunic suits, the girls are coats with high collars, and the school emblem is printed on the chest.
Being able to wear this outfit shows the fact that this is a student of Peking No. 4 Middle School.
Wearing a new school uniform, Yu Hua came to the school gate and looked up at the three-arched archway-style gate with blue bricks and white columns. On it were written four magnificent characters - Peking No. 4 Middle School.
"it's beautiful."
After Yu Hua looked at the unique and extraordinary school gate of No. 4 Middle School and praised it, he was full of expectations. He was about to study in this high school that would become famous throughout the country.
The gate of No. 4 Middle School has the beauty of modern architecture and simple architecture. The lower part adopts a blue brick and white column structure, and the upper part is in the form of an arch. It is consistent with the style of the Tsinghua Campus gate of National Tsinghua University.
The entire school gate reflects the unique identity and status of Peking No. 4 Middle School from the side.
Peking No. 4 Middle School, Peking Municipal No. 4 Middle School, formerly known as Shuntian Middle School and later Beijing No. 4 Middle School, ranked first among high schools in the country.
Even during the Republic of China, Peiping No. 4 Middle School was one of the top schools in the country. It had strong teachers and rich cultural heritage, and was extremely popular among students.
Without enough talent, it is impossible to be admitted to Peking No. 4 Middle School.
Except, of course, if you have money.
Under the gaze of many students' parents and passers-by, Yu Hua came to the end of the student queue, stood behind a girl, and lined up quietly.
There are about a hundred students lining up, more boys than girls, all wearing new school uniforms, and accompanied by their parents. In the sixth semester of the third year of high school, when they are about to enter college, no parent will ignore it.
After waiting for a while, at about 7:30, two school teachers appeared, sat down at the temporary registration desk set up in front of the school gate, and signaled the guards to open the door and start registration and inspection.
Two school teachers, one asking questions and the other holding a pen, recorded each student's admission information one by one.
In about twenty minutes, the team in front finished registering. When the girl in front of him finished registering and entered the school gate, Yu Hua took a step forward and came to the temporary registration desk composed of a table.
"Hello, gentlemen." Yu Hua bowed to the two school teachers and said respectfully.
"Hello, classmate."
The two of them smiled at Yu Hua. The male teacher sitting on the left wearing glasses flipped through the roster and asked, "Please tell me your name."
Another male teacher took out a new school registration form and held a pen in his right hand.
"Yu Hua."
The male teacher searched carefully and quickly found Yu Hua's name on the roster. He nodded and put a check mark behind the name to indicate that the students were reporting to school.
"Show your student ID and school opening notice."
"Give."
"Sixth semester of the third academic year, Science Class 1..." Opening Yu Hua's student ID card and school start notice, the male teacher wearing glasses was slightly surprised.
Yu Hua was a little confused: "Sir, what's wrong?"
"It's okay. Registration for school is complete. Here is your student ID card. Go in first." The male teacher shook his head.
After collecting his student ID card and completing the formal school registration procedures, Yu Hua strode through the school gate with high spirits and expectations under the envious gazes of outside vendors and passers-by.
Studying in a top high school like Peking No. 4 Middle School was something Yu Hua could not even imagine in his previous life.
Now, here he is.
Entering the campus, you are surrounded by snow, and there are various forms of rime hanging on the branches, which is very beautiful. On the right is the teaching building, and on the left is the dormitory building. Looking further into the distance, you can see a building blocked by white snow and teaching buildings. The classical building is faintly visible, it was the library built in 1907 during the Qing Dynasty.
As soon as I stepped into the school, a sense of tranquility and peace came to my mind. There seemed to be no more troublesome thoughts in my mind, and the disputes and noises in the outside world suddenly disappeared.
One door, two worlds.
This is a school, an ivory tower that countless people yearn for.
According to the memory in his mind, Yu Hua entered the teaching building along the road, walked up to the third floor with ease, and came to the third-year science class 1 of the second category.
Pushing open the door and walking into the classroom, Yu Hua glanced at it and was suddenly stunned. Looking at the empty classroom, he felt a little confused. He quickly stepped back and looked up at the classroom's house number - Science Class 1 in the third year.
It's this class, yes.
"Am I the first to come here for feelings?"
After confirming, Yu Hua looked at the empty classroom again, feeling a little embarrassed. He had been preparing how to greet his classmates and teachers along the way, but there was not even a hair left.
There are twelve long tables in the classroom, two in a row, six rows in total, in a simple style. Each table is equipped with two round stools. Above it is the teacher's podium, and a blackboard hangs on the wall behind the podium.
Re-entering the classroom, Yu Hua followed his memory to the long table on the left side of the fourth row and sat down naturally. The order of class seats was determined according to their grades. From left to right, the first row was the best, and the sixth row was the worst. Second-rate.
My predecessor's grades in the class were above average. At the end of the third school year, I ranked fourteenth, so I sat in the fourteenth seat.
"I don't know how long to wait, let's read for a while." Yu Hua opened his schoolbag, took out scratch paper, pencils and arithmetic textbooks, and turned to last night's progress-trigonometry.
A true academic will not waste time, either studying or on the way to study.
Trigonometry in high school arithmetic is trigonometric functions. Most of the knowledge points are basic, and some knowledge points are of medium difficulty. Yu Hua has already learned the difficult part of the second section, using trigonometric function lines to solve inequalities.
Speaking of the nightmares of countless high school students and poor students, trigonometry is essentially a basic category and is not very difficult. It ranks at the bottom of all major types of knowledge points in high school mathematics.
However, since there are so many formulas to memorize for trigonometric functions, many people have memorized the descending power formula and forgotten the double angle formula. After finally memorizing both, the half-angle formula and the sum-difference-product-sum induction formula are completely forgotten. .
In the eyes of countless high school students, these weird mathematical characters are really something that people can memorize?
As time goes by, it gradually becomes a nightmare for bad students. Once you read the questions, you will definitely have a headache.
