
This is also a popular point of this school. There are no cars, electric cars, or motorcycles in the school. The only ones that can enter the school are bicycles. This ensures that there will never be any car accidents in the school.
It is said that bicycles were not allowed in the school originally, but some teachers complained that the last class was held in the east campus of the school, and the next class was in the west campus. There was a long distance between them. Breaks are short and it's easy for teachers to run out of time.
In the end, the school uniformly allocated cars to teachers. It is said that the speed of the allocated cars is also limited, but they are just faster than ordinary people walking.
Su Wuwei's mind turned over the rumors about Yucai International School over and over again, which she got from surfing the Internet when she was choosing a school for her children.
There was a smile on her lips. After the car was stable, she got out of the car first, opened the door of the back seat, and took Yan Jing Yanduo out.
The two children had been taught by Su Wuwei since they were young to be independent and curious about new things, so they were not timid at all, but looked around with their big eyes open.
Outside the school is a huge square with many cars parked inside.
Su Wuwei glanced at it and saw that all the cars here were luxury cars. This showed a very simple thing, that is, if not the second generation of officials, the students in this school were at least the second generation of rich people.
She looked at her two children with some worry. In the past, she had reluctantly accepted that these two children were the second generation of rich people, but now they can only be described as phoenixes falling under the grass.
Fu Yuan had already parked the car and came to her side. Seeing her expression was different, he couldn't help but ask, "Xiaowei, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm a little worried whether their values will be distorted here." Su Wuwei answered honestly.
Good schools mean good resources, and good resources are usually taken away by people with better conditions. If a chicken falls into a flock of phoenixes, it will never feel good in its heart.
Fu Yuan patted her shoulder comfortingly and said, "Don't worry about this. The parent information I registered for the two children at the school is you and me. There is no canteen in the school, and all the children have the same food and clothing." .”
Su Wuwei also knew that she was overthinking it. After hearing Fu Yuan's comfort, her heart was completely relieved, and finally she turned to look at the two children.
Over there, Yan Jing and Yan Duo were holding hands and looking at the sculptures outside the school one by one. There were twelve lifelike sculptures in a row. They were carved with the patterns of the twelve zodiac signs. There were stone tablets below that wrote relevant introductions and related information about each zodiac sign. idioms, idioms, etc.
Su Wuwei followed for a while and saw that the two children were chatting very enthusiastically. She followed quietly without disturbing them, only correcting them when they said something wrong.
Over there, Fu Yuan had already registered all the information that needed to be registered, and they all had their passes. He invited them to go in together.
Yan Duo cheered and took the initiative to hold Fu Yuan's hand, while Yan Jing held Su Wuwei's hand, and the four of them entered the school in two.
What hits your face is the fresh air brought by the large plants. Su Wu has only felt this kind of air when going out for an outing.
Looking at the towering trees everywhere, Su Wuwei felt that regardless of other things, the environment here is indeed good and beneficial to the growth of children. At least there is no need to worry about inhaling too much exhaust gas.
There were dedicated teachers to take them through the admission procedures, and Fu Yuan was very reliable in doing things. Everything was prepared in advance, and everything went smoothly.
It only took an hour, and they had already arranged the accommodation for the two children.
I forgot to mention that Yucai International School is a boarding school, and it is divided into areas according to grades. The first to third grade are in the East Campus, and all accommodation activities are in the East Campus; the fourth to sixth grade are in the West Campus, and they are also in the East Campus. The activities are all on the East Campus.
This can effectively prevent upper-grade students from bullying lower-grade students, and of course facilitates school management.
Yan Jing was in the third grade and Yan Duo was in the first grade. They happened to be in the same campus. The two of them had to take care of each other, so Su Wuwei could barely rest assured.
The school has several dormitories, and each dormitory houses six people, including five students and one teacher.
At this moment, Su Wuwei and his party were in Yan Duo's dormitory. When they came, only the teacher's bed was arranged in the dormitory. Su Wuwei chose the seat next to the teacher as Yan Duo's bed without hesitation.
She helped Yan Duo spread the quilt and carefully checked that there were no other problems. She pulled Yan Duo to sit on the bed and asked anxiously, "Xiaoduo, are you really willing to live on campus? If you don't want to , we don’t live in the school.”
Yan Duo looked at Yan Jing, with a determined expression on his little face, "Mom, I am willing to live in the school. Don't worry, I will take care of myself."
Seeing that her daughter was so sensible, Su Wuwei's eyes were sore and she almost shed tears. She quickly turned her back for fear of being discovered by the child.
The two children's attention was immediately diverted when they heard that Fu Yuan had already invited the two children to visit the bathroom, shower room, etc. in Yan Duo's dormitory.
Su Wuwei knew that Fu Yuan was trying to save her. If she really cried, the two children would be even more sad. The final result would probably be mother and son holding each other's arms and crying.
She forced herself to get busy, folded Yan Duo's clothes and put them in her closet, and tied the laces of her shoes. These were all issued by the school. All students' clothes were the same. The difference was that each student had the same clothes. The suit has the student's name on it.
After Yan Jing and Yan Duo's dormitories were arranged, a group of four people began to walk around the school. The roads in the school were very spacious and clean. As expected, they had not seen a car after walking for so long, only occasionally seeing one. The bicycle passed in front of me.
Camphor trees are planted on both sides of the road. The trunks are the size of an adult's arms. The branches on the canopy are lush and leafy, and large areas of shadow cast overwhelmingly.
Under the trunk is a thick layer of fallen camphor tree flowers, light yellow, small and small.
When the camphor tree blooms, it looks like it has been put on a new coat from a distance. The flowers do not cover the leaves. Even during the flowering season, they cannot take away the beauty of the leaves. They can only be regarded as the icing on the cake.
Just like a student to a school, when you study there, you are proud of the school; when you become successful and famous in the future, the school is proud of you.
The four of them wandered around for almost an hour. An announcement came from the campus loudspeaker, asking all parents and students to go to the auditorium, and the opening ceremony began.
Under the leadership of Fu Yuan, they came to the auditorium. This auditorium was no different from an ordinary auditorium, except that the viewing platform was divided into three floors. The first floor was for first grade children, the second floor was for second graders, and the second floor was for second graders. The third floor is where the third grade students are.
Su Wuwei accompanied Yan Jing to sit on the third floor, while Fu Yuan accompanied Yan Duo to sit on the first floor. This was decided after discussion between the two children.


