Zhou Xi's car didn't drive into Chaoyang Middle School. Over Zhou Yuanyuan's strong objections, it stopped at the school's gate. In that day and age, owning a car was still a rarity. Zhou Yuanyuan felt she was already well-known enough at school, and she didn't want to become a celebrity at Chaoyang Middle School just because she had a car.
However, Zhou Yuanyuan's wish was doomed to fail. Some people are born to shine. Even without the added bonus of cars and power, Zhou Yuanyuan herself would attract a lot of attention.
Along the way, Zhou Yuanyuan was greeted by many students, most of whom were seniors. As for the junior high school students, although Zhou Yuanyuan's name was well-known, she only appeared in school very rarely, and many people were still unable to match her name with the person!
"Yuanyuan, you are finally here. Come, come, I will take you to the dormitory." Zhou Yuanyuan had just taken a few steps when she was stopped by a classmate named Chen Xiaoyan.
Chen Xiaoyan sat in the seat behind Zhou Yuanyuan. She went to junior high school at Chaoyang Middle School, but was in a different class from Zhou Yuanyuan.
Chen Xiaoyan is one of Zhou Yuanyuan's admirers. Seeing Zhou Yuanyuan dragging a suitcase, Chen Xiaoyan quickly took it over like a servile person, the kind of person who wouldn't be happy unless Zhou Yuanyuan showed some courtesy.
Zhou Yuanyuan had no choice but to let Chen Xiaoyan drag her suitcase. She walked to the dormitory empty-handed with Chen Xiaoyan, shoulder to shoulder.
All high school students at Chaoyang Middle School live on campus. The dormitories are located within the school, separated from the teaching buildings by a large playground. Zhou Yuanyuan and Chen Xiaoyan were both classmates and roommates. Their first-year dormitories were on the first floor. Dormitory 103, where Zhou Yuanyuan and Chen Xiaoyan lived, housed six students. With the exception of Zhou Yuanyuan, who was often missing, the other five students all stayed at school.
Chen Xiaoyan led Zhou Yuanyuan across the playground toward the dormitory building. At that time, some students were doing morning reading on the edge of the playground, but the center was relatively empty.
"Xiaoyan, you're a top student, why are you hanging around the school gates instead of memorizing English words this morning?" Zhou Yuanyuan was genuinely surprised to see Chen Xiaoyan upon entering. Chaoyang Middle School students all have a morning reading habit. At 6:05, shouldn't Chen Xiaoyan be memorizing words in the playground in front of the dormitory building, like several other students she'd seen? Why was she hanging around the crowded school gates?
Although Zhou Yuanyuan rarely returned to school, she was well-versed in the study habits of her students. The diligent students in the high school department woke up at six o'clock every morning, ran to the edge of the playground or a quiet corner of the school at 6:05 for morning reading, began their morning run at 6:45, went to the cafeteria for lunch 15 minutes later, and returned to the classroom for morning reading at 7:30.
"Yuanyuan, I was planning to meet the principal today... cough cough cough." Chen Xiaoyan blushed when Zhou Yuanyuan asked her this. Chen Xiaoyan wouldn't lie, but if she told this, people would think she was a "scheming woman"! Right? Right?
"What?" Zhou Yuanyuan's eyes widened. Who was Chen Xiaoyan? A top-ten student in her first year of high school, she was always burying her head in her books. Her only exchanges with the teacher were, "Teacher, is this the right way to do this?" and "Teacher, I don't quite understand this part." For such a studious person to actually want to "accidentally" encounter the principal—wasn't that a bit outlandish?
Chen Xiaoyan looked around and didn't see anyone near them, so she quickly pulled Zhou Yuanyuan's hand and motioned for her to come closer.
"Yuanyuan, I...I want to go to the principal to complain." Chen Xiaoyan whispered in Zhou Yuanyuan's ear.
Huh? Complain? What are you complaining about?
"Did your teacher bully you?" Zhou Yuanyuan guessed hesitantly.
The "old teacher" Zhou Yuanyuan was referring to was Liu Mingtao, the head teacher of Grade 11, Class 3. Liu Mingtao, 45, a veteran with decades of experience, currently teaches math to Classes 3 and 4. It's said that Liu Mingtao is Chen Xiaoyan's uncle. However, Chen Xiaoyan never brought up the subject.
Chen Xiaoyan was very good at math, always ranking among the top three in the class. However, Liu Mingtao was not satisfied with her grades and would often criticize her in front of the whole class, saying that if she would spend more time on math, her grades would definitely be on par with Zhou Yuanyuan's.
Zhou Yuanyuan had heard a rumor that Liu Mingtao was Chen Xiaoyan's uncle, which was why she was so strict with him. After all, compared to Zhou Yuanyuan, who was a "freak" who got full marks in almost every subject, Chen Xiaoyan could only match Zhou Yuanyuan in math.
"No, my uncle is just disappointed in me. He hates that I, Chen Xiaoyan, am not as good as Zhou Yuanyuan. He doesn't care about anything else!" Sure enough, Chen Xiaoyan personally confirmed Zhou Yuanyuan's guess.
"Who offended our lovely Miss Xiaoyan?" Zhou Yuanyuan asked teasingly. Chen Xiaoyan had always been an optimistic girl, but this was the first time Zhou Yuanyuan had seen her with a sad face in the entire semester they had been in the same class. She was a little uncomfortable with it.
"Oh! The person I hate the most is the new Secretary Wen, Yuanyuan. I heard that the positions of the principal and the secretary are on the same level, so I thought of complaining about him to the principal. Don't tell anyone else about this, I'm afraid of revenge from Secretary Wen." Chen Xiaoyan looked around and found that no one was paying attention to her and Zhou Yuanyuan talking, so she lowered her voice and said.
Are you afraid of retaliation and still dare to tell me such an important thing? Zhou Yuanyuan was very upset.
But wasn't the secretary of Chaoyang Middle School the white-haired Chen Yougeng? When did a secretary named Wen come?
"Huh? Miss Yuanyuan, you are too out of touch with the news, aren't you? Secretary Chen retired in the second half of last year and didn't leave until the winter vacation. You really don't care about the dynamics of our school, do you?" Chen Xiaoyan rolled her eyes at Zhou Yuanyuan and "criticized" her a few words.
Zhou Yuanyuan then realized that she had said what she was thinking, and couldn't help but laugh awkwardly.
It's no wonder Zhou Yuanyuan forgot. She only came to school three times last semester: once for registration, once for a midterm exam, and once for a final. The rest of the time she was busy completing tasks and practicing. Whether Chaoyang Middle School had changed teachers or not, Zhou Yuanyuan didn't care at all.
"Yuanyuan, you are so lucky that you haven't come to school for more than a month. You don't know that the sisters have been living in dire straits for more than a month. Our morning reading is ruined." Chen Xiaoyan said the next few words with gritted teeth. If Zhou Yuanyuan's hearing was not more sensitive than that of ordinary people, she really couldn't hear what she said.
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