Chapter 1 Zhao Hui’s unfortunate summer vacation

The morning sun shines, accompanied by the busy sound of my mother's spatula outside the door, the fragrance of breakfast keeps floating in through the cracks of the door.

Mom got up so early again!

I picked up the phone next to the pillow and looked at the time, at 8:00.I guess my mother will call me in ten minutes.

Alas, this summer vacation is really inhumane and impressive!

My name is Zhao Hui, and I am a student from the key class of Dongzhou No. 1 Middle School.It's late August and it's the end of the summer vacation.

Tomorrow is my birthday, but I can't be happy at all.

It’s not because the summer vacation is about to end, but because this summer vacation, I live no differently from the start of school, and it’s even worse.

With the development of social networks, I can easily see the colorful holiday life of my classmates around me, go to the coastal city for vacation, and develop my own amateur interests and hobbies.

Showing delicious food, clothes, attractions, and overwhelming circle of friends declares how happy the students' holiday life is.

And these have nothing to do with me.This holiday, I have and only have a variety of tutoring training classes.

In fact, I am not a poor student. From elementary school to junior high school, including the first half of my senior year, I am thanks to my mother's strict supervision and tutoring.

I have always had excellent grades, otherwise I would not have been admitted to Dongzhou No. 1 Middle School, which is known for its high quality of students, let alone entered a key class.

But this semester, my academic performance has declined significantly.

The incident originated from an infectious disease that occurred at the beginning of the year.

It was the beginning of the last winter vacation, and the infectious disease that broke out from W, and with the rapid spread of the population moving across the country during the Spring Festival, everyone was caught off guard.

Thanks to the decisive measures taken by Zf, the national spread was slammed, and W, the center of the infectious disease, suffered from reaching the medical limit.

My mother works in Dongzhou Second Hospital and is the deputy chief physician of the Department of Respiratory Medicine.At that time when the country supported W, my mother took the initiative to lead the team to W for medical assistance.

On the eve of my mother boarding the plane, I could only cry and say goodbye to my mother in the video of my mobile phone.

As my mother left, my active learning ability dropped to zero.In addition, my mother is on the front line and often cannot contact the family for several consecutive days. I am worried about my mother and I am even more unwilling to study.

During that winter vacation, I spent all the worries about my mother and indulging myself. I became obsessed with playing games and spent almost every day playing all night and waiting for my mother's reply.

Someone may ask, what about your dad, will your dad let you go at home?

My father is also a doctor. I divorced my mother when I was very young. Perhaps for the sake of my future, I went to Province G in the south and chose to divorce my mother.

Therefore, I can only see him a few times a year.

Due to the influence of infectious diseases, the winter vacation was particularly long, and the start of school was postponed for two months.

At the same time as school started, the epidemic in W was completely controlled, and the medical team where my mother was also in zero infections. She only needed to isolate and observe for a period of time before she could return to Dongzhou.

I also let go of my concern for my mother.

However, after the start of school, I had already developed a lazy study habit during the winter vacation and was addicted to games every day.His academic performance plummeted.

My mother came home, which coincided with my first monthly exam at the start of school.

Without surprise, in a fiercely competitive key class, my grades quickly dropped from the top ten in the class to fifth last.

Seeing my grades, my mother was angry and anxious, and asked me why I had a decline in academic performance.

She was even more furious when she learned about my entire winter vacation.I was cleaned up.

I knew I was in the wrong, and when I saw my mother's sad and haggard face, I made up my mind to catch up with the progress of my studies again.

In this way, I started my painful second semester of high school.

During this period, no matter how busy my mother is, she always takes time to ask about my homework at night.

I also have to face various tests and cram schools on weekends.

Learning stress doubles.

There is also a class teacher, Teacher Qin, in the school. She supervises my studies as if she is cooperating with her mother.My life has become miserable.

Fortunately, with the joint efforts of my mother and I, my final exam, returned to the top 30 in the class.

I'm still a little satisfied with this result.

After all, the second class of high school I am in is one of the only two key classes in the whole grade, and every time I advance, I have to work harder.

But my mother doesn't think so, especially when the class teacher Qin said that when the second year of high school starts, I will face the re-sorting of all grades. This score is not particularly excellent among the top students in the grade. It may even be squeezed out of key classes by top students in other classes, so my mother is even more worried.

So my painful summer vacation began again.

I thought I could get a moment of rest during the summer vacation, but my mother couldn't help but stuffed it into the cram school recommended by my old witch, the head teacher Qin.

I deeply suspect that this old witch was deliberately targeting me because she was the math teacher in this cram school.

My study pressure has not decreased at all, but has increased a lot.I gradually began to be overwhelmed.

Maybe God couldn't stand this oppressive mother, so he gave the punishment.

At the beginning of the summer vacation, infectious diseases in Dongzhou recurred again. The department where my mother was in became a severely affected area for overtime. She often worked overtime until very late and could not even go home for a few days.

My hard-working mother naturally cannot urge me to study as strictly as before.

So I asked my teacher Qin to supervise me strictly.

But this old witch could only strictly supervise me in the cram school, and there was nothing I could do when I got home.

It is rare that I can find loopholes in my mother's strict supervision. When my mother was away, I regained online games.This will slightly relieve the huge learning pressure.

Time passes slowly like the middle of the year. The summer vacation is finally over. My mother has not been able to talk to me well throughout the summer vacation. She works overtime and only checks my study status. She also has to call to ask if she can't get home, as if I'm just a learning machine without emotions.

I was so annoyed that I gradually became resentful to my mother.