Finally, the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
There are different types of teachers.
Some people come and just talk in silence, regardless of whether you understand or not, and then leave after they've finished. That's one type.
Then there are teachers who come up with a question, then berate you before continuing to ask questions, determined to make you question your very existence. That's another type.
Unfortunately, the math teacher that Zhen Tian dislikes is the latter type.
She rummaged through her desk and finally pulled out a bag of potato chips, which she slipped into Shao Junli's hand when no one was looking.
"Thank you for just now." She looked at Shao Junli sincerely.
"Huh?" Shao Junli had never seen such a formal thank you before, which made him a little nervous. "You mean the thing about showing me the answers? It's nothing, we're classmates."
"Thank you anyway, Shao."
"Ah, you're welcome." Shao Junli scratched his head a little embarrassedly.
After finishing her sentence, Zhen Tian returned to her seat and looked at the homework assigned by the teacher with worry.
She wasn't the only one who was worried.
Miler's little group chattered incessantly around her.
"What is the math teacher talking about in class? I can't understand it at all."
"Me too, it feels like gibberish to me."
“I was very good at math in junior high, but I don’t think it’s our fault that we can’t understand. There are some problems that I know how to do, but after she explained them, I was still a little confused. I think it’s the teacher’s problem.”
"What does Lele think?" Everyone looked at Miler.
She enjoyed being the center of attention. Mi Le tucked a stray hair behind her ear and said, "I think it's okay. I can keep up. Maybe the teacher is explaining things in too advanced a way. It's not even the kind of knowledge we learn in the first year of high school, so Xiao Hui can't understand it."
"Oh, I see..." Xiao Hui awkwardly shut her mouth.
"Lele is really amazing. Even someone who isn't a first-year high school student can understand it."
After a few more rounds of rambling flattery, Mi Le smiled and, after they left, quickly took out her phone from her backpack.
"Dad, find me a good math tutor."
She has always been a meticulous person since she was a child, and her academic performance has always been in the middle to upper range of her class. She cannot tolerate the occurrence of not being able to understand something.
No matter how naturally she pretended, she genuinely couldn't understand the high school math class.
It wasn't until halfway through the second class that Ye Qingyan returned with a group of her male classmates, carrying their books.
It took four or five trips to move everything, which wasn't enough for one trip.
Seeing that these repeated trips were disrupting the lesson, the English teacher simply had everyone do the exercises directly.
He even chimed in halfway through.
"Why are you guys making a girl carry things?"
Ye Qingyan placed a stack of books on the podium and wiped the sweat from her brow: "It's alright, teacher."
"Hey, let's not just sit around. Let's hand out the books to the first few students in the front row."
After finishing the last move, Ye Qingyan sat down in her seat, panting.
Zhen Tian picked up a bottle of mineral water and handed it to her, which Ye Qingyan gulped down in one go.
"It's so hot outside, it's killing me!"
Zhen Tian smiled and said, "Wipe your sweat and rest for a while."
Then I took a pen and wrote the names of each book one by one.
“This book is completely useless.” Ye Qingyan picked up a practical skills book: “This book teaches how to make chairs. I just don’t understand what this book can do besides wasting resources.”
“It can also be used to prop up table legs,” Zhen Tian chimed in.
"Yes, yes, yes, hahaha." Ye Qingyan burst into laughter. Seeing her writing her name seriously, she started writing it herself.
After class, Shao Junli walked up to Zhen Tian and asked, "Can you still understand math?"
"Huh? I don't understand." She shook her head.
"Do you need my help? I can keep up now." He grinned at Zhen Tian, looking rather silly. His normally handsome face was completely hidden by his goofy grin.
"No need, I think I can still struggle a bit more." Zhen Tian smiled sweetly at him.
"Alright then." The boy's voice sounded a little regretful. "Then call me if you need anything."
"good."
After watching this, Ye Qingyan chuckled mischievously and teased Zhen Tian, "What's wrong with you? You've already gotten to know that boy after just two classes?"
"No," Zhen Tian explained the whole story to her.
"Oh~~~ I know, our class monitor definitely has a thing for you." Ye Qingyan nodded.
"Don't talk nonsense." Zhen Tian piled all the books into the desk.
…………
On the weekend, Zhen Tian knocked on the security door of Ji Yu's house early in the morning.
Good morning, Zhizhi.
"What's wrong?" Ji Yuzhi looked down at her slightly ingratiating smile.
"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask if you could still come with me to dance class. After all, you're so busy in your senior year of high school, it's normal that you can't come with me."
She first asked excitedly, then pitifully suppressed her emotions and spoke in a pretentious manner. This feigned indifference was both funny and infuriating.
"Trying to outsmart me?" Ji Yuzhi pinched the tip of her nose, went back to his room to change his clothes, and said, "Let's go, let's eat first."
Before dance class, Ji Yuzhi would usually take her to eat what she wanted instead of having breakfast at Zhen Tian's house.
This is also a form of reward.
"What do you want to eat today?" He let Zhen Tian link arms with him and walk forward.
"The small wontons at the intersection."
"good."
Accompanying Zhen Tian to dance class is a habit, or rather a task, that I've had since childhood.
Everyone hopes their sons will become dragons and their daughters will become phoenixes, so it's common for children to start attending all sorts of tutoring classes from a young age.
Moreover, families with slightly better financial conditions will enroll their children in various extracurricular classes.
Although Zhen Tian's family is not like that, she has always been very curious since she was a child, so she always wants to try everything.
She attended at least 70 to 800 extracurricular classes since she was a child. Dance, art, calligraphy, languages, piano, guitar, violin, and so on—she wanted to learn almost anything she had ever heard of.
At first, of course, she was the one who learned it on her own.
Later, she would only come back to play with Ji Yuzhi sporadically.
Later, the two families discussed it and decided to send Ji Yuzhi to Zhen Tian as well, to accompany her in her studies. Sometimes he would study with her, and sometimes he would read outside while Zhen Tian studied inside.
However, Zhen Tian couldn't stick with any of them and her learning was a mess. On the contrary, Ji Yuzhi, who was just watching her, learned them all.
Thanks to Zhen Tian, Ji Yuzhi has mastered quite a few skills.
The only thing Zhen Tian persevered with was dancing.
It wasn't because she liked it, but because she had talent.
On the one hand, her limbs are very coordinated, making it easy for the teacher to teach her. On the other hand, because she cannot feel pain, she can stretch her muscles with ease.
The dance teacher kept urging the parents to let Zhen Tian continue learning, saying that she might achieve something in dance in the future.
Mr. and Mrs. Zhen were delighted to hear this.
After multiple communications with Zhen Tian, and even more communications through Ji Yuzhi, she was finally persuaded when Ji Yuzhi promised to stay with her from then on. That's why Zhen Tian has persisted for so many years.
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