Only when you know the gap can you catch up.

Yunyan sat at the desk, and Fang's mother brought her a glass of milk, so she went out quietly without disturbing her study.

The first thing Yunyan did was math questions, and high school math looked like a book from heaven to many people.

However, for those who really know it, the speed of brushing the questions is as fast as memorizing the answer.

In less than half an hour, Yunyan finished the final exam questions for high school mathematics.

There is no need to get the answer right, she can be completely and 100% sure in her heart, and she has a perfect score in mathematics.

This is the confidence of a scholar.

Chapter 4

However, Fang Yunyan did not care about it, she is only doing math problems in the first year of high school.

The course of mathematics is taught in more and more depth. From the first year to the third year, it is not only the accumulation of knowledge points, but also the logical thinking.

Otherwise, there would not be many people with good grades in elementary and junior high school, but in high school, it would be hard to stand out from the crowd.

Fang Yunyan put aside the math paper and began to write about physics.

Acceleration, left-hand rule, gravity, magnetic field, although there are many points in the college entrance examination, the questions are very simple. If you understand the formulas enough, and understand the traps dug in the questions, you can quickly get the answer.

After finished writing physics, it took less than an hour to count the time had just written mathematics.

Fang Yunyan stood up and moved his shoulders, looking at the treetops not far from the window.

Her eyesight is actually a little bad.

This is because when he was a child, Fang Yunyan accompanied his grandmother to weave hemp rope, straw rope and cotton rope in a dark room, which affected his eyesight.

At that time, finally got a big order and also limited the delivery time.

Grandpa and grandma are still composing because of their presbyopia, so Xiao Yunyan naturally went to help very sensible.

From the second day of junior high, Yunyan couldn't read the words on the blackboard clearly when it was raining or when the sky was dark.

At that time, my family was poor, my grandmother was in poor health, and she had to take medicine every day.

A pair of glasses cost at least one hundred yuan, and the degree must be reviewed every six months. heard all these things from classmates.

She didn't want to waste money, so she kept holding on.

Fortunately, at that time, her height was average among the girls in the class, and her seat was always stable in the fourth row.

So the impact is not big.

Later, Yunyan saw a book called "Adolescent Myopia" in the school's borrowing room, which wrote some self-conditioning methods.

She practiced for a while, but it also eased a lot.

But the school has a physical examination every year, and students who are short-sighted will be forced to wear glasses by the head teacher.

Otherwise, because of visual reasons, the study will be affected, and the gain will outweigh the gain.

Therefore, Yunyan took down her vision chart, and her eyesight was 5.1 in every physical examination.

At that time, parents of Huaihe Junior High School students often used Yunyan as an example to educate their children.

"Look at the monitor. You study well, you treat people politely, your body is in great shape, and you're not short-sighted. You're good. You haven't caught up with your studies, and your eyes won't be able to burn."

Naturally, Yunyan didn't know this, and she didn't talk about her eyes just to save money.

But then my grandmother went.

Grandpa was disheartened and took her back to her hometown.

Clouds of smoke filled his eyes with green trees, and his hands habitually picked up a strand of his hair and began to braid it.

If someone was here, they would definitely see Yun Yan without looking in the mirror, but the amount of hair she picked up on her fingertips was fixed every time.

Just like the scorpion braids that were popular in previous years, every time you braid to the next knot, you need to pick up a strand of hair from the side.

Strand after strand, half of her hair was quickly fixed by her.

No clips, no hair ties, because of the unique weaving technique, the hair can't be loosened for a while.

Yunyan misses grandma a little bit.

Grandma treated her very well when she was a child. She wanted to help weave ropes. Grandma refused to let her at first, but she couldn't beat her later, so she could only agree.

But grandma would use the money to buy vanishing cream for Yunyan, rub her fingers with rough stones every night, and then apply a thick layer of vanishing cream.

"Our nan-nan's hands are so beautiful, we can't have calluses in the future. A little girl's hands are smooth and tender to look good."

At this time, Yunyan admired grandma very much.

Grandma can speak Wu language, sing songs, weave various handicrafts, knit sweaters, and make shoes for herself.

Yunyan walked to the dressing table and looked at the various bottles and jars placed there.

There is no vanishing cream that she is familiar with.

All are some English and French letters.

Although Yunyan doesn't understand the brand, her English is very good. Picking one up and looking at the explanation behind it, she knows how to use it.

What is the effect.

Her hands were flat, her fingers were long and slender, the pulps of the fingers were soft and swirled.

In fact, it is difficult for Yunyan to feel beauty and ugliness, she feels that everyone's hands are similar.

But my grandmother always said that her hands were beautiful, but they had to be raised carefully.

Yunyan put on a little hand cream, and the faint fragrance of cherry blossoms floated in, she liked it very much.

By the time Fang Zheng got out of school, she had finished all the topics except Chinese and English composition.

When Fang Zheng came back, Yunyan thought about a few sentence patterns and was about to write an English composition, but Fang's mother called her at the door.

"Nannan, your brother is back, let's go out to dinner. You have written for more than two hours, so it's time to combine work and rest."

Fang Yunyan agreed, "Okay, Mom, I'll pack up and go downstairs."

Fang Zheng just happened to go upstairs to put his schoolbag, and when he heard Fang Yunyan call 'Mom', his heart was sour.

"Why does she call me Mom and Dad, but not my brother?"

Fang's mother joked: "It's okay for Nannan to call you by your name, you are only an hour older than Nannan."

Fang Zheng tried his best to maintain his status, "I'm a big brother even if I'm older. I'm a big brother."