Xia Minmin accidentally travels back in time to the early 1990s.
By a stroke of luck, she wins the lottery and improves the lives of herself and her parents.
Her relationship with her p...
In mid-July, on the campus of No. 1 High School, just like during the school year, students preparing for the first, second, and third years of high school sat in classrooms listening to their teachers give a preview of the next semester's lessons.
jingle……
After class, the classroom, which had been quiet, became lively again. Some people were chatting, some were going to the restroom, and some were sleeping on their desks.
"Sister, how long until the holiday starts?" Lin Lanzhi leaned against Xia Minmin's desk behind her.
Tang Meng pulled the textbook for the next class out of her desk. "Sister, you're overthinking it! Today is only July 15th, there are still at least fifteen days until the holiday."
"It's going to be so long! I'll be in this heat for at least another two weeks."
Xia Minmin pulled out a tissue from her desk to wipe the sweat from her forehead. She just had to endure two more years of high school before she was free. Although university wouldn't be easy either, she would have more free time. If she managed her time well, she wouldn't have to worry about not having enough rest.
“Who can argue with that? Every day when I get home, there’s a layer of bright salt stains on the back of my short-sleeved shirt. Luckily, the school isn’t strict about appearance this month, so I can still wear slippers to class,” Lin Lanzhi said.
In the first few days, only one student wore slippers at school. Later, as if an infectious disease had broken out, all the teachers and students in the school wore sandals to class, and the clattering sound of slippers could often be heard during lunch break.
"It's strange, we've been wearing slippers for so many days, and the head of the teaching department hasn't done anything about it?" Tang Meng said.
Lin Lanzhi sat up straight, touching her chin with her right hand. "It really is like that. In the past, whenever we violated school rules, the dean of students would come out to manage us immediately. This is so unusual. Is he hiding something and waiting to settle scores later?"
"The law doesn't punish everyone, right? All the teachers and students at prestigious schools dress like this. He can't just focus on the students and ignore the teachers, and the teachers can't really manage their own affairs either, so they can only turn a blind eye," Xia Minmin said.
jingle……
The school bell rang.
The extra classes in July were even more tiring than regular school days. We could only sit in the classroom every day. There were no physical education, art, or music classes. Even our exercise time was ruthlessly taken away. Our homeroom teacher, Ms. Chen, was like a ruthless landlord, always staying in the classroom to watch over us.
The teaching building is surrounded by lawns or bushes on both sides, with no shade at all. Xia Minmin's seat gets an hour of sun every day, and after only half a month, she feels that her two arms have already developed a color difference.
The teacher on the podium saw Xia Minmin lost in thought and came up with a plan to wake her up. This was quite unusual, as the class monitor of Class 1 always seemed calm and collected, and had never caught her doing anything wrong.
"Squad leader, repeat what I just said."
Tang Meng nudged her best friend with her elbow, but Xia Minmin, lost in thought, was completely unaware of the danger.
Tang Meng suddenly shoved her, bringing Xia Minmin back to her senses. Xia Minmin looked at Tang Meng with questioning eyes, "The teacher is asking you a question."
Xia Minmin looked at her blankly, then stood up with a hint of disbelief.
It was the first time her classmates had seen her so flustered, and they all found it funny. They didn't dare to laugh out loud during class and could only hold back their laughter.
The teacher smiled, seemingly in a good mood, and said calmly, "Class monitor, repeat what I said earlier."
Xia Minmin patted Tang Meng with her hand hanging by her side and whispered, "What did the teacher just say?"
Laughter from classmates continued, but no one spoke up. The teacher's speech was too long, and they didn't know where to start even if they wanted to help. It wasn't like doing a math problem where you just needed to know the answer.
Tang Meng had already received a warning from the teacher on the podium and remained silent.
The shameless Xia Minmin simply said frankly, "Teacher, I wasn't paying attention in class just now."
"Sit down. This is a one-time exception."
The teacher on stage had taught many students and encountered many similar situations. Xia Minmin was the first one to be so open and honest. Others either stammered or denied it to the death, even if caught red-handed. With her courage, it was hard to bear punishing her.
"Teacher, this isn't fair! You punished me last time I slept, so why aren't you punishing the class monitor this time?"
Xia Minmin looked at the classmate who had spoken. This unlucky guy had been caught by the teacher too many times. Every week, his parents had to come to school to listen to Teacher Xingchen's earnest teachings.
"Can you be compared to your class monitor? You knowingly broke the rules, while your class monitor only got caught this once a year." The teacher's blatant favoritism made many students in the class jealous, but this jealousy was not malicious.
Days passed by, and before we knew it, it was July 28th.
Before the school bell rang, the homeroom teacher, Ms. Chen, was already waiting outside the classroom.
The moment the bell rang, Teacher Chen came in and said, "The monthly exams will be held in the next two days to check your learning progress over the past month."
At the same time, a huge protest broke out throughout the entire No. 1 Middle School campus. It seems that the school teachers did a very good job of keeping it a secret this time, and no one knew that there would be a monthly exam in the last two days.
"Old Chen, how could you do this? You didn't even give us a heads-up! We weren't prepared or had time to review. Are we still your favorite students?"
Teacher Chen sneered, "That's exactly the effect I wanted. Who told you to be so lazy and irresponsible all the time?"
While the classmates were still rejoicing that the holidays were coming soon and their parents wouldn't know their grades,
Teacher Chen continued, "I will inform each of your parents of the results one by one."
This time, the students in the class couldn't laugh at all and quickly packed their bags and left the classroom.
"I've been waiting for you. I have to go now; I need to hurry home to study."
In less than two minutes, almost all the students in the class had left, leaving only a few students with relatively stable grades, who were slowly packing their schoolbags.
Gu Fei, that annoying guy, walked over with a wicked grin. "Class monitor, your first showdown with Xi Ang after you were assigned to different classes is about to begin. How about it? Are you confident?"
"Boring." Xia Minmin and Tang Meng slung their backpacks over their shoulders and left the classroom.
Gu Fei stood at the back door waiting for Xi Ang.
"You're really boring, teasing the class monitor every now and then. Be careful, she might really ignore you in the future."
"Don't you think our class monitor looks adorable when she gets upset? Her reaction is exactly like my cat's."
Xi Ang shook his head. He really didn't understand Gu Fei's wicked sense of humor, but the class monitor had a good personality and he hadn't seen her hold a grudge yet.
"Brother Ang, you must surpass our class monitor in this exam, so I can have a chance to laugh at her."
"Be careful not to make someone cry. The class monitor is still quite proud at heart."
During this tutoring period, Xi Ang would explain the problems to her almost every day, which is rare even after knowing each other for so many years, which shows how much he values his studies.
The class monitor is still too young, and having been number one for so many years, if he doesn't do well on the exam, Gu Fei's ridicule will only make matters worse.
"Am I the kind of person who has no sense of propriety? Don't worry!" Gu Fei hooked his arm around Xi Ang's neck from behind.