Ling Mo is nearly 1.7 meters tall, and when he stands up, he is half a head taller than Xiao Yingying, who is wearing high heels.
In terms of sheer presence, Xiao Yingying was already at a significant disadvantage.
At first glance, no one could tell who was scolding whom.
Accustomed to authoritarian teaching methods, Xiao Yingying could not tolerate being disobeyed and angrily asked:
"What do you mean? Just say you don't want to read it."
Ling Mo remained calm and composed, retorting slowly and deliberately:
"There are six classes in the senior year. Class F consistently ranks last in standardized tests. Is it really because of me? Or is there something wrong with your teaching methods?"
"You got zero in all subjects and you still have the nerve to say I taught badly? If you only did poorly in Chinese, I would accept it. The problem is, you don't have any other subjects you're good at."
Xiao Yingying seemed to have been hit where it hurt, and her voice became increasingly sharp and shrill.
After saying that, she started counting on her fingers the students in the class whose academic performance was decent, intending to use the top students in the class to make a show of things and leverage their strengths.
To her great disappointment, the students in the class overwhelmingly sided with Ling Mo, ignoring her calls to their names.
After a few seconds of tense silence, a mischievous boy broke the silence, clapping his hands and excitedly shouting, "Ling is right!"
Immediately afterwards, the whole class began to applaud Ling Mo, this true warrior.
In fact, they had wanted to say these words from Ling Mo for a long time. However, having learned from the example of the section chief, they hadn't dared to tell Xiao Yingying what was on their minds.
Xiao Yingying never expected that these brats would dare to rebel. Her face turned pale and then red, and her already unstable blood pressure soared.
She clutched her heaving chest with both hands, as if she had just finished a 100-meter sprint, and returned to the podium panting, her face showing exhaustion and frustration.
Squad leader Cheng Cheng noticed that her expression wasn't quite right and kindly asked:
"Teacher, are you alright?"
Xiao Yingying clearly wasn't going to accept the gesture, and bluntly threw a stack of test papers onto the desks of the students in the first row, saying sternly:
"You don't want to study anymore, huh? Fine, if you don't want to study, then give me a test. Anyone who fails will either have their parents called or have to run ten laps around the track as punishment."
Ling Mo glanced at the test paper that was handed to him from the table in front of him, and casually tossed it into the wastebasket at the back of the classroom.
She really didn't bother to do the test paper that Xiao Yingying set.
Li Wanwan was afraid that Xiao Yingying would see Ling Mo's actions, so she quickly picked up the test paper for her. "Classmate, bear with it for a moment, and everything will be fine."
"......"
Ling Mo noticed the obvious worry on Li Wanwan's face, and his heart softened. For the first time ever, he accepted the test paper she handed him.
Just as she was about to pick up her pen, Li Wanwan eagerly leaned in again, "Hey deskmate, why don't you copy mine?"
"Need not."
Ling Mo shook his head, glanced at the exam paper, and began to write furiously.
Li Wanwan stared blankly at Ling Mo's test paper and sighed sincerely:
"Hey deskmate, your handwriting is so beautiful."
"If you want to learn, I'll bring you calligraphy practice books another day."
Ling Mo finished the test paper at lightning speed, then turned to look at Li Wanwan, who was staring at her with a lovestruck expression, and said, "My name is Ling Mo."
"Ah...I...I am called Li Wanwan, the 'wan' in 'curled eyelashes'."
Li Wanwan accidentally let out a squeal like a groundhog, her bright eyes behind her thick glasses becoming misty with tears.
Is she really not dreaming?!
Her pretty deskmate not only brought her calligraphy practice books, but also gave her a formal self-introduction.
Oh my god, happiness came so suddenly.
Li Wanwan was as excited as if she had successfully confessed her love to her idol, almost jumping up and down on the horizontal bar.
"You are cute."
Ling Mo sincerely praised her.
Perhaps because her mindset has changed, she now genuinely likes girls like Li Wanwan who are simple-minded, kind, and warm-hearted.
"My deskmate, I want to have your babies!"
In her excitement, Li Wanwan blurted out a phrase commonly used by fans of celebrities.
Ling Mo raised an eyebrow slightly, pursed his thin lips, and fell silent once again.
She's a staunchly straight woman; how could she possibly have a baby with a girl?
Not even monkeys, rabbits, cats, or dogs will do.
Xiao Yingying glared angrily at the chattering Li Wanwan, then turned her anger on Ling Mo.
After drinking most of a bottle of goji berry water, she strode towards Ling Mo's desk. "You don't listen in class, and you don't do your tests properly. What are you trying to do?"
When Li Wanwan saw Xiao Yingying approaching again, she trembled. Before she could be afraid, she quickly switched her and Ling Mo's test papers.
Although Ling Mo's handwriting is beautiful, her academic performance is notoriously poor.
It's obvious without even thinking that Ling Mo will fail this pop quiz.
To protect Ling Mo, Li Wanwan steeled herself and quickly signed her name on Ling Mo's test paper. She then gave her a knowing smile, thinking she had secured her position. "Classmate, you can use my test paper to hand in your paper. Passing shouldn't be a problem. Although I'm not very good at sports, I should be able to manage ten laps."
"..."
Ling Mo wanted his test paper back, but seeing Li Wanwan's firm attitude, he had no choice but to give up.
She thought to herself, it's just a pop quiz anyway, as long as I pass. No matter how fierce Xiao Yingying is, she wouldn't act unreasonably in front of so many students.
But when she glanced at Li Wanwan's answer sheet, she realized that she had overestimated Li Wanwan's learning ability.
Fifteen blanks were left unfilled, so the maximum score is only sixty points.
Add to that a lot of typos, and after deductions, the final score was barely 40 points.
That's it?
Ling Mo's lips twitched, and he casually ruffled Li Wanwan's soft hair. "Wanwan, did your PE teacher teach you Chinese?"
"No, our Chinese teacher has always been Xiao Yacha, she's never changed."
Li Wanwan, not understanding what was going on, pointed to Xiao Yingying, who was getting closer and closer.
Ling Mo sighed helplessly. She had intended to add a few strokes to the answer sheet, but Xiao Yingying didn't give her a chance to pick up her pen. With a "whoosh," she snatched the answer sheets from both her and Li Wanwan's desks at the same time.
Two answer sheets, one brilliantly written, the other riddled with spelling mistakes.
Xiao Yingying stared at the answer sheet for a long time, then suddenly became confused. Which one was Ling Mo's?
She knew Li Wanwan's capabilities all too well.
The problem is, the other answer sheet is just too perfect.
Xiao Yingying simply couldn't believe that Ling Mo possessed such skill.
It wasn't until she noticed the neatly written name "Li Wanwan" above Ling Mo's answer sheet that her doubts were dispelled.
She stared intently at Li Wanwan for several seconds before speaking in a gentle tone:
"You've made great progress recently. Your handwriting is bold and elegant, and your answers are concise and clear. Full marks."
"ah?"
Li Wanwan stared wide-eyed in disbelief. She never expected that her beautiful deskmate would be so capable!
What happened to getting zero in all subjects?
So the clown was actually herself?
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