Chapter 281 isn't for you to read this kind of trashy book.

After entering her senior year of high school, Shen Xuewei became even busier.

Every day, when they looked up, they could see the countdown to the college entrance examination on the blackboard. Under Teacher Miao's supervision, the entire experimental class was immersed in a sea of ​​books and questions.

Every day before her afternoon nap and before going to bed at night, Shen Xuewei would habitually turn on her phone, which was turned off, and log onto QQ to check the messages sent by Xu Yue.

She arrived in the capital, rented an apartment, auditioned at a film and television base, met the casting director, and became an extra for the first time, the second time...

The hardships behind the scenes were never mentioned in the text. The occasional complaints were about the bad food, the ugly and smelly shoes provided by the crew, and the hot weather.

Everything seemed to be moving in a positive direction.

When Shen Xuewei went to the office to ask the math teacher a question, she overheard Teacher Miao talking to a girl in the class.

The girl choked up as she wiped away her tears and said:

"...Teacher Miao, I'm sorry, my tuition... My parents said they don't have the money to support my studies... I'm not going to study anymore..."

It's been a month since the start of the senior year of high school, but her tuition and accommodation fees are still outstanding.

High school tuition is 800 yuan per semester, totaling 1,600 yuan for two semesters.

Adding in other miscellaneous expenses, even though the girl earned over a thousand yuan working during the summer vacation, it was still far from enough.

Teacher Miao advised her: "You're already a senior in high school. You've already persevered through your first two years. If you don't continue now, won't all your efforts from the past two years be wasted?"

"Focus on your studies. Your teacher will call your family to discuss it. If there's any shortage, your teacher will help you find a solution. Don't give up easily."

"Listen to your teacher, everything will be fine. Just focus on your studies."

At this moment, Teacher Miao shed her usual stern demeanor and gently comforted the girl.

With her comforting words, the girl quickly stopped crying and went back to the classroom with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation in her eyes.

As a classmate, she naturally knew this girl.

This girl's grades weren't among the top in the class, but she was still in the top twenty.

If you perform normally, getting into a top-tier university should be no problem.

After the girl left, Teacher Miao took out her phone and called her parents.

After Shen Xuewei finished asking her math teacher a question, she saw Teacher Miao frowning as she put down her phone, her expression unpleasant.

Although Shen Xuewei didn't hear the conversation between Teacher Miao and the person on the phone clearly, she could tell what the other person said just by looking at her expression.

To be fair, Ms. Miao is a strict person and does not like students with poor grades. She has a prejudice against students with poor grades.

However, for the entire experimental class, she was a dedicated and good teacher.

Based on Shen Xuewei's understanding of her, if the girl's family didn't contribute financially, Teacher Miao would probably use her own salary to support the girl through high school.

This is not the first time she has sponsored students, nor will it be the last.

Shen Xuewei looked at the faded short-sleeved shirt she was wearing.

She watched Teacher Miao wear this short-sleeved shirt from her first year of high school all the way to her third.

She didn't leave the office, but slowly walked towards Teacher Miao.

Under Ms. Miao's questioning gaze, he placed the scholarship he had just received that morning on her desk.

"Teacher Miao, this is for you."

Teacher Miao took it, opened the envelope, and counted the contents.

"Oh, so you want the teacher to keep it for you and take it home during the holidays, right? Stand there for a moment, and the teacher will count them."

"One, two, three... one thousand. Okay, that's exactly one thousand yuan. I'll keep track of it for you. Remember to come back to me on Friday to collect it."

Shen Xuewei shook her head. "Teacher, you can keep it. If Ma Jing doesn't have enough money for tuition, you can give it to her later. Don't mention me to her."

Teacher Miao was taken aback, her eyes softened, and she handed the money back to her.

"It's alright, her teacher is there to help. This is your scholarship, keep it safe..."

Shen Xuewei glanced at the money she handed back, but didn't take it, speaking casually.

"Teacher, please keep it. It's just a little money; it doesn't make any difference to me whether I have it or not."

She was telling the truth; a thousand yuan was really nothing to her now.

Shen Xuewei didn't consider herself a great philanthropist, but as long as it didn't affect her own interests, she felt that helping a classmate with whom she had a decent relationship with the 1,000 yuan was worthwhile.

Of course, that's all she'll help with—this one thousand yuan.

As for more?

Sorry, it's not that time yet.

Teacher Miao was speechless after hearing Shen Xuewei's boastful words and could only watch her leave.

Having taught Shen Xuewei for so long, she probably knew a bit about Shen Xuewei's family background.

Putting everything else aside, her aunt, who came to the parent-teacher conference for Shen Xuewei, dressed more and more fashionably and luxuriously each time, making it hard for her not to notice.

I heard it's a beauty salon owned by someone from the county, and they've even opened several branches in the city...

We certainly don't lack that much money.

Teacher Miao paid Ma Jing's tuition, and the liberal arts experimental class continued to have the same students and the same teachers.

It's November now. Around 9 p.m. in the experimental building, the lights are on in the experimental class classrooms, and the students are all immersed in a sea of ​​problems.

Ms. Miao had already walked around the classroom once, but before she was about to leave the school by bicycle, she suddenly had another idea and decided to go and walk around the experimental class as well.

The students in the class had figured out her routine, and after estimating that she wouldn't come again, they all relaxed a bit.

Even Shen Xuewei and Ren Qinan became much more casual in their movements.

Ren Qinan crossed his legs, put his left hand in his mouth and bit his rather long nails, while his right hand was writing on the test paper with a "swish swish swish".

Although Shen Xuewei was still sitting in the chair, one of her feet was on it, and she was scratching her head with one hand, looking at the documents with a bitter and resentful expression.

The silence in the classroom was shattered by a loud shout from Teacher Miao.

"Give it to me!"

Hearing the commotion, the students all turned to look at the back of the classroom.

Without anyone noticing, Teacher Miao appeared at the back of the classroom and stood next to the girl at the last desk in the middle row of desks, reaching out her hand to the girl with a serious expression.

A girl named Wei Yuxiu handed her a book with trembling hands.

Caught red-handed by Teacher Miao, she couldn't hide her fear on her face.

Teacher Miao looked at the novel in her hand, turned to the cover, and read out the title of the novel expressionlessly.

"A Billion-Dollar Marriage: The President's Beloved Wife".

When Teacher Miao read the book title aloud, those who felt a sense of dread included Wei Yuxiu, who had been caught red-handed, and Shen Xuewei, who was sitting in the classroom hiding her identity.

Shen Xuewei picked at her toes inside her shoe, almost tearing a hole in it.

She never imagined that even with Teacher Miao being so strict, someone in the class would still dare to defy the rules and read novels during evening self-study.

...He even read her novels.

Teacher Miao grabbed the novel and slammed it heavily on Wei Yuxiu's table, clearly extremely angry.

"Wei Yuxiu, your parents pay for you to go to school so you can study properly, not so you can read this kind of trashy books!"