After being reborn, I gained a childhood sweetheart who appeared out of nowhere.

When Lin Chuan arrived at school, several classmates had already arrived, including Zhou Yun, Wang Guohua, and a girl. Including the two of them, there were five people. Of course, there were also some who stayed at school today, but they were just waiting for their parents.

Early in the morning, they don't need to do much. Fruits and snacks are already laid out, and the cleaning was done yesterday. Now, two people are assigned to register students at the classroom door, while the others go to the school gate to greet arriving parents.

Lin Chuan was determined to handle the reception himself, so he had Zhou Yun and another girl sit at the entrance and wait for the parents to register.

"Zhou Yun, take this form and sit here and wait. When your parents arrive, please sign it." Lin Chuan handed over the registration form.

"OK."

Lin Chuan looked at Wang Guohua and said, "You wait here too. If you need anything, just lend a hand."

"Okay, class monitor." Wang Guohua nodded. Since the homeroom teacher wasn't there, everyone assumed that the class monitor would be in charge of making arrangements.

"Then what should I do?" Chen Xiyu asked.

"Will you stay here and wait for the parents, or come downstairs with me to meet them?" Lin Chuan asked.

Chen Xiyu thought for a moment, seemingly not wanting to wait there, and said, "Let's go downstairs."

"Let's go." Lin Chuan took a sign, and the two of them went downstairs together.

Zhou Yun and another girl were sitting at the desk when, after a few minutes, she saw an elderly man with a hunched back appear at the other end of the corridor. Zhou Yun quickly got up and went to greet him.

"Grandpa," she called out.

Grandpa looked up and saw Zhou Yun, smiled, and said, "Little Yun."

"Why are you here so early?" Zhou Yun asked. "Our homeroom teacher hasn't arrived yet."

"Coming early will also allow you to see where you have your classes," Grandpa said.

"Grandpa, have you had breakfast?"

"I've eaten it."

"Really?" Zhou Yun pursed her lips. "I'll go to the cafeteria and buy you some bread."

"No need," Grandpa waved his hand.

Zhou Yun pouted, "You're doing this again!"

"Besides, aren't you supposed to be working?" Grandpa said.

Zhou Yun was taken aback.

"Zhou Yun, why don't you take your grandpa to buy breakfast and do some shopping while you're at it?" Wang Guohua said, remembering what the class monitor had told him before: "We two can watch over things here."

"Okay, thank you," Zhou Yun said.

"It's nothing," Wang Guohua waved his hand.

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In the lobby of the teaching building, Lin Chuan held a sign that read "Grade 1 (5) Class". He stood there like a door god, waiting for the parents to arrive.

Many parents came and went. He didn't know which ones were parents of Class 5 of Grade 11, but if the parents of Class 5 of Grade 11 saw him, they would always come over and ask him a few questions. Of course, there were also people who were not from his class who came over and asked him questions.

He also saw some students from his class bring their parents with them.

"This is so boring." After waiting for about ten minutes, Chen Xiyu couldn't help but say.

"That's how the reception is," Lin Chuan said, "How about I give you a wooden board so you can stand on it and play with it for a while?"

"What? Do you think I'm a child?" Chen Xiyu.

"Isn't that right?"

"I'm older than you!" Chen Xiyu frowned.

"Okay, big sister," Lin Chuan said, "then you can go up first, I'll just wait here."

"Forget it, let's wait and see," Chen Xiyu said.

"Are you waiting for Aunt Zhang?" Lin Chuan asked.

Chen Xiyu pursed her lips and hummed in agreement. She wasn't sure if her mother was available, since her mother had only said on the phone yesterday that she would come if she had time.

In the past, people would often stand up for what they promised, so this "I'll come whenever I have time" kind of sounds quite unreliable.

Chen Xiyu took out her phone, glanced at the time, and saw that it was 9:50. The parent-teacher meeting was about to start, and most of the parents who were supposed to come had already arrived. Those who hadn't arrived yet probably weren't coming.

She looked towards the school gate, and then a familiar figure appeared, but it wasn't her mother.

"Mom," Lin Chuan said, going straight over to greet her.

"Xiao Chuan, Xiao Xi, are you two picking someone up here?" Mom looked at the sign in his hand and could tell what it was for.

"Because most of the parents are here for the first time and don't know the way when they arrive," Lin Chuan said.

"My bus was stuck in traffic, am I not late?" Mom asked.

"No, no, the timing is perfect," Lin Chuan said. "Our Class 5 classroom is on the third floor of this teaching building." Since he came to register by himself the first time, this was also the first time his mother had come to the No. 1 Middle School.

Lin Chuan glanced at the time; there were only a few minutes left. He hesitated, wondering whether to take his mother upstairs or wait until these few minutes were up.

"Aunt Wang, let me take you upstairs." Chen Xiyu volunteered immediately, seemingly finding it rather boring.

"Won't this interfere with your work?" Mom asked.

"It's okay, my job is to wait for Aunt Wang." Chen Xiyu said with a smile.

Seeing his mother's beaming face, Lin Chuan couldn't help but sigh. Chen Xiyu was beautiful and so eloquent; it was no wonder his mother liked her. No one would dislike a girl like that.

After saying goodbye to Lin Chuan, Chen Xiyu pulled her mother upstairs. They looked like a loving mother and daughter.

Lin Chuan was left alone, standing there with the GG sign, watching the people come and go, feeling rather bored.

With less than three minutes left and no one expected to arrive, Lin Chuan put away the sign and turned to go upstairs. After all, there was a parent-teacher meeting, and as the class monitor, he needed to be there.

"Hey, classmate." Someone called out from behind him.

Lin Chuan stopped and turned around. A middle-aged woman in work clothes was walking towards him. The two looked at each other and were both stunned.

"Ogawa?"

"Aunt Zhang, you're here." Lin Chuan greeted her.

"It's perfect to see you. Where is your Class 5?" Zhang Wei asked.

"It's on the third floor. I was just about to go back. Let's go up together." Lin Chuan led Zhang Wei upstairs, but he hadn't been holding up a sign. How did Aunt Zhang know he was in Class 5?

It's likely that Chen Xiyu told his mother about going to No. 1 High School and being in the same class as him.

There wasn't much to say while going upstairs. When the two reached the third floor, many parents were already sitting in the classroom, and Lao Xue had also arrived. Only Zhou Yun was still waiting at the door.

"Isn't Xiaoxi here?" Zhang Wei looked at the classroom door but didn't see her daughter.

"You're here, you should go to the restroom." Lin Chuan couldn't find her here, and he didn't know where she had gone. Chen Xiyu was always like this, occasionally "disappearing," so he found a very appropriate reason for her.

"Does this require a signature?" Zhang Wei asked, looking at the signature sheet placed at the classroom door.

"The parent-teacher meeting has already started. Aunt Zhang, you can go in directly. I'll sign you in for you," Lin Chuan said.

The classroom was almost full of parents, and Xue Ren, who was on the podium, had changed into a white shirt, no longer his usual plaid shirt, and looked somewhat like a homeroom teacher.

"Okay, thank you." Zhang Wei nodded, walked to the door, knocked lightly on the classroom door, and went inside.

Lin Chuan helped Aunt Zhang sign her name in Chen Xiyu's section, then glanced at the signature sheet and asked, "Did everyone in our class come?"

"They're all here," Zhou Yun nodded.

"You've worked hard," Lin Chuan smiled, picked up two bottles of water from the ground, and handed one of them over, "Have some water."

"Thank you." Zhou Yun accepted the water bottle with both hands.

"Is that person Xiaoxi's mother?"

"Um."

Zhou Yun thought for a moment, "It looks really impressive."

"What does 'amazing' mean?" Lin Chuan asked.

"She seems like a school leader, very elegant, and very beautiful, just like Xiaoxi," Zhou Yun said honestly.

Lin Chuan opened a bottle of water and took a sip. "What you said makes sense. Aunt Zhang might actually be a leader or something."

"What are you talking about?" Chen Xiyu's voice came from behind.

Lin Chuan turned around and looked at him seriously. "We were talking about how good-looking and elegant Aunt Zhang is."

"What nonsense are you spouting now?" Chen Xiyu frowned.

"Oh, really?" Lin Chuan said, "Your deskmate told me when Aunt Zhang passed by."

"My mom's here?" Chen Xiyu was taken aback.

"If nothing unexpected happens, Aunt Zhang is sitting in your seat now, right?" Lin Chuan said.

Chen Xiyu looked inside and indeed saw her mother sitting in her seat. She was just attending a parent-teacher meeting, but she was wearing a light gray suit, making it seem as if she was there for a meeting or had just finished one.

He looked somewhat out of place among the parents around him.

"Hello everyone, I am Xue Ren, the homeroom teacher of Class 5, Grade 11," Xue Ren began by introducing himself on the classroom podium. "First of all, I sincerely thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend this parent-teacher meeting..."

"As the homeroom teacher of this class, I am very honored to have this opportunity to communicate face-to-face with all the parents and discuss the children's learning and growth together."

"Let me start by giving a brief overview of the class's overall situation."

"Our class achieved a very good average score this time, ranking fifth in the entire grade. Even if we remove the three top classes, we would still rank second," Xue Ren said.

Then he began to describe the class situation to the parents in the audience, starting with the basic situation of the class, then the grades and student discipline. Some parents listened attentively, while others were a little distracted, just like in a classroom, where there are always good students and bad students.

Only when Chen Xiyu, who is ranked first in the class and also first in the whole school, is mentioned will everyone applaud and look at Zhang Wei's position.

"Let's go, the parent-teacher meeting is still going on, shall we go for a walk?" Chen Xiyu suggested from outside the classroom. These parent-teacher meetings usually last quite a while, and probably won't end until noon. She didn't want to wait here forever.

"That might not work," Lin Chuan sighed.

Why?

"I still have to give a brief speech as a student representative later," Lin Chuan sighed. "Why do I have to do this?"

He also asked Lao Xue why it was him and not Chen Xiyu. Lao Xue smiled and said that student representatives should not only be judged by their grades, but also by their class atmosphere and their abilities, which made sense.

Furthermore, Lin Chuan is indeed the best candidate to cooperate in carrying out this class meeting.

"Hehe, you're the class monitor, so representing our class is perfect," Chen Xiyu said, looking at Zhou Yun. "Right?"

"Yes, I also think the class monitor position is very suitable." Zhou Yun nodded seriously.

"You two are good at studying, why aren't you going up to speak? Why are you saying these things here? Are you trying to make fun of me?" Lin Chuan said.

"No," Zhou Yun quickly waved her hand.

Chen Xiyu smiled, having changed her mind about going for a stroll. "Then I won't go anywhere. I'll just wait and see what you'll say."

"Just read from a script, what's there to say?" Lin Chuan pulled a script out of his pocket. "I wrote it myself. I don't understand why we're doing all this formalism. If this keeps up, I'm going to tell Lao Xue I'm quitting."

"Keep it up." Chen Xiyu patted his shoulder and gave him a thumbs up.

"Next, I'd like to have our class monitor from Class 5 give a brief speech on behalf of our students," Xue Ren said, clapping his hands.

Under the watchful eyes of many parents in the classroom, Lin Chuan walked into the classroom and then went up to the podium. Below the podium was a group of adults in their thirties and forties.

Everyone stared at the boy who walked onto the stage with scrutinizing eyes, but Lin Chuan remained calm and composed. After all, he had seen all kinds of situations. Back in the company, even the older employees who were ten or twenty years older than him called him President Lin every day.

"Good morning, parents. I am Lin Chuan from Class 5 of Grade 1. I am very happy to speak on behalf of the students in my class..." Lin Chuan spoke eloquently on the podium.

The mother below the podium looked at her son on the podium with disbelief, and even rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn't seeing things.

She really didn't expect that her child would be giving a speech on stage today. After all, in her memory, only students who did well in school were invited to speak, like Xiaoxi. How could her son be able to speak on behalf of the class?

"Hey, isn't this your child?" The aunt sitting next to her mother glanced at the name on the table and realized it was the class monitor's name.

"Yes," Mom nodded.

"Wow, that's impressive! She became the class monitor and even spoke on behalf of the students," the auntie said.

"Yes," an uncle next to him said, "Your child is really good-looking, and he's even the class monitor. He's really capable."

My mother quickly waved her hand, saying polite things like "no, it's nothing," but a smile still lingered on her face.

Lin Chuan carried his script, glancing at the parents in the audience. He was actually speaking very well, but it seemed that not many of the parents were listening attentively anymore. After all, how many people cared about a "child's" speech? They all thought it was just going through the motions.

Lin Chuan also felt that it was just a formality and didn't take it too seriously. Anyway, not many people would be interested, so it felt like a waste of time and meaningless.

The speech ended quickly, since he hadn't written a long script. He then bowed slightly to the audience.

Scattered applause rang out from below the stage. Lin Chuan looked up and saw the middle-aged woman in simple clothes clapping enthusiastically in his seat, with a bright smile on her face, as if she had no wrinkles at all.

Looking at the other person's expression, Lin Chuan couldn't help but smile. Perhaps this speech wasn't entirely a waste of time after all.