Courtyard House: Starting by inheriting the tradition and suppressing the barbarians.

Happy times always pass too quickly, and in the blink of an eye, winter vacation is over.

Spring arrived quietly in 1957 with a spring rain.

Hongxing Middle School also welcomed the start of the new school year.

Some time ago, due to having just transmigrated and being busy dealing with the various birds and matters concerning the Purple Cloud Space, I was in a state of flux.

As a result, Li Xuan didn't take his studies seriously and often asked for leave.

Now, with the final semester approaching and the high school entrance exam looming, Li Xuan naturally cannot afford to be careless.

Early in the morning, he pushed his gleaming old bicycle out the door.

"Brother Li Xuan, wait for me!"

At that moment, a clear shout came from the middle court.

He Yushui was seen running out hurriedly, carrying her schoolbag and holding half a steamed bun in her hand.

After a winter break, He Yushui seemed to have lost some weight.

The old cotton-padded jacket looked loose on him, and his face was somewhat pale.

Clearly, Sha Zhu, this "good older brother," spent the entire winter break helping Widow Qin.

He really doesn't care about his own sister at all.

"Come on up, I'll give you a ride along the way."

Li Xuan stopped the car and braced himself on the ground with his long legs.

He and He Yushui were classmates, both in the third year of junior high school (2).

"Thank you, Brother Li Xuan!"

He Yushui's eyes lit up, and without any hesitation, she skillfully jumped onto the back seat of the bicycle.

Feeling the warmth emanating from the broad back of the young man ahead, and the faint fragrance of soapberry.

He Yushui took a bite of the dry, hard cornbread in her hand, and a feeling of bittersweet warmth welled up in her heart.

Why is there such a big difference between brothers? They're both older brothers.

"Haven't had breakfast yet?"

"This cornbread is too hard, don't eat it."

Li Xuan, holding the handle with one hand, magically pulled an oil paper package from his satchel and handed it to the person behind him.

"Here, these are meat pies my mom just made this morning, they're still warm."

"Huh? A meat pie?"

He Yushui took the oil paper package, and even through the paper, she could smell the tempting aroma of meat.

"This...this is too valuable, I can't accept it..."

"Take it, why are you being so polite with me?"

"Eat quickly, before it gets cold," Li Xuan said firmly.

He Yushui's eyes reddened, but she didn't refuse anymore and started eating heartily.

So fragrant!

It's a million times more delicious than the leftovers that Sha Zhu brought back from the cafeteria!

……

Hongxing Middle School, Grade 9 (2)

The classroom was noisy as students discussed their fun experiences during the winter break.

Some people were also discussing a rumor.

"Hey, have you heard?"

"Our homeroom teacher is sick and hospitalized. It seems to be quite serious. She won't be able to come this semester."

"Oh? Who will teach us Chinese? The high school entrance exam is coming up soon!"

"I don't know, I heard the school temporarily transferred a new teacher here..."

Just as everyone was filled with anxiety, the school bell rang.

The grade head teacher led a young and beautiful female teacher in.

The classroom fell silent instantly, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the new teacher.

She was about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, dressed in a neat Lenin suit, with two braids, and fair skin.

He also wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, exuding a strong scholarly air.

It is Ran Qiuye, the well-educated and reasonable girl from the original work, whose fate is full of misfortune!

"Class, please be quiet."

The grade head clapped his hands. "Your homeroom teacher needs to take a long-term leave due to illness."

"In order not to delay everyone's high school entrance exam preparation."

"The school has specially invited Ms. Ran Qiuye, a top student who just graduated from a teachers' college, to serve as your homeroom teacher and Chinese language teacher."

These words caused a stir among the people below.

Ran Qiuye looked at the pairs of eyes below the stage and felt a little nervous.

But she took a deep breath, walked up to the podium, and wrote her name on the blackboard with neat and powerful handwriting.

"Hello everyone, I know you have doubts about my qualifications."

"But I assure you all that I will do everything I can to accompany you on this final stretch of the journey."

In order to establish her authority and to assess the situation, Ran Qiuye decided to give a lecture first.

She opened her textbook and began discussing Lu Xun's "My Old Home".

"Could any student explain why the character 'Runtu' underwent such a significant change in the story?"

"What social reality does this reflect?"

Ran Qiuye surveyed the entire class with a sharp gaze.

She wanted to use this question to see what the class's foundation was really like.

However, most students in this era were still struggling to make ends meet, and their reading volume was limited.

It's good enough if you can read it fluently, how can you understand it so deeply?

The classroom was deathly silent; everyone had their heads down, afraid of being called on.

Ran Qiuye sighed inwardly. It seemed that the class's foundation was indeed average, and it would be very stressful to teach them well.

"No one raised their hand?" A hint of disappointment flashed in Ran Qiuye's eyes.

Just then, from the corner of the back row, a hand slowly rose up.

It was Li Xuan.

"Okay, you tell us." Ran Qiuye's eyes lit up.

Li Xuan stood up, his expression calm. "Runtu's changes are not just the marks of time."

"It was the cannibalistic old society that inflicted both mental and physical torture on the people at the bottom of society."

"Many children, famine, heavy taxes, soldiers, bandits, officials, and gentry—all these made him suffer like a wooden puppet..."

"Through Runtu's apathy, Mr. Lu Xun revealed the incompleteness of the Xinhai Revolution."

"And a profound critique of the nation's inherent weaknesses, and a yearning for a new life in the future..."

Li Xuan spoke eloquently, citing classical texts.

It not only deeply analyzes the article's meaning, but also elevates it by incorporating the historical context!

The entire class fell silent.

The students all gaped, staring at Li Xuan as if he were an alien.

Is this still the same Li Xuan who usually keeps a low profile?

This level is even higher than my previous Chinese teacher, right?

Ran Qiuye was utterly shocked.

She comes from a scholarly family; both her parents are returned overseas Chinese and have a very high opinion of themselves.

She originally thought it was just an ordinary work-study school, but she never expected it to harbor such a brilliant talent!

These insights are even more profound than those of many college students!

"Great! Well said!"

Ran Qiuye led the applause, her eyes full of admiration. "What's your name?"

"Li Xuan".

"Li Xuan, please have a seat."

"Your answer was excellent; I hope you keep it up!"

Ran Qiuye gave Li Xuan a deep look and remembered the name.

In the following classes, Li Xuan even switched to "academic superstar mode".

With his "unparalleled comprehension," this junior high school knowledge is child's play for him.

The teacher had just finished giving the question when he had already calculated the answer.

Moreover, the solution is even simpler than the standard answer.

By the end of the morning, Li Xuan had become the focus of the class and the teacher's favorite student.

……

In the afternoon, it was physical education class.

The boys are playing basketball on the playground.

In this era of limited entertainment options, basketball is arguably the most popular sport.

Li Xuanyi displayed dominant physical abilities as soon as he stepped onto the field.

The physique of a master of the Dan Sect allowed him to move across the field like a cheetah.

Steal, dribble past defenders, pull-up jumper!

His movements were fluid and lightning-fast; the other students couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes.

"Bang!"

A brilliant block completely stunned the opposing center.

"nice shot!"

The girls watching from the sidelines screamed repeatedly.

Even Ran Qiuye, who happened to be passing by, stopped and stared intently.

With pen, one can bring peace to the world; with horse, one can conquer the world.

"This student is really something."

After school.

Only Li Xuan and He Yushui remained in the classroom.

He Yushui, holding a math geometry problem, walked up to Li Xuan's desk with a worried look on her face.

"Brother Li Xuan, how do I draw this guide line?"

"I thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure it out."

Li Xuan glanced at the question, picked up a pencil, and lightly drew a line on the diagram.

Connect AC, and prove using congruent triangles...

He explained patiently, his voice gentle.

As He Yushui listened, her thoughts drifted away.

She looked at Li Xuan, who was so close to her.

Her profile is sharply defined, with long eyelashes, and her focused expression is particularly captivating.

He is not only good-looking and academically excellent, but also a skilled fighter and a good cook.

More importantly... he's good to his family, and he's good to her too.

Even if he was just a neighbor, he would bring me meat pies and patiently explain problems to me.

In contrast, there's his own older brother, Shazhu.

Aside from cooking, he's good for nothing.

He spent all his time hanging around Widow Qin, not only borrowing all his wages, but also ignoring his own sister who was starving and emaciated.

He even went so far as to jump into a cesspool and offend everyone in the hospital for the sake of Widow Qin, ruining his reputation.

"If Li Xuan were my brother... no, if I could marry someone like Li Xuan in the future..."

He Yushui's face suddenly turned red, and her heart raced.

A seed called "feelings" quietly sprouted in her heart.

"Did you understand?"

After Li Xuan finished speaking, he turned to look at He Yushui.

"Ah? I understand... I understand!"

He Yushui snapped out of her daze, nodded hurriedly, and dared not look Li Xuan in the eye.

Li Xuan packed his schoolbag and stood up: "Let's go, I'll take you home."

"I'm pretty sure Sha Zhu didn't bring his lunchbox back today."

"Come over to my place for dinner tonight, my mom just made braised pork."

Hearing "braised pork" reminds me of Sha Zhu's empty hands and his fawning over Qin Huairu.

He Yushui felt a chill in her heart, finally seeing through Sha Zhu's true colors.

"Thank you, Brother Li Xuan."

She looked up, her eyes filled with determination and dependence, "From now on... I'll rely on you."

"Haha, so be it, it's just a matter of having a couple more chopsticks."

Li Xuan laughed heartily, failing to grasp the deeper meaning behind the girl's words.

Under the setting sun, two figures walked out of the school gate side by side, their figures stretching out very long.

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