The class she attended was taught by Ma Shanshan, which was a medium-level class in the institution. The academic performance was neither good nor bad, and there were forty students.

When the bell rang, the students were still talking to each other, but when they saw her coming, they immediately sat down properly.

She walked in, put the corrected math papers on the table, and analyzed the results with them in a not-so-stern voice: "The results of this exam are generally not ideal. Don't be discouraged when you see the results."

"This is normal as we have just started freshman year knowledge."

She paused for a moment and then continued, "I will review the test paper later. Everyone listen carefully and ask if you made any mistakes or if you don't understand something, please let me know in time."

She read out the names but not the scores. After letting them take it, she began to explain the questions, "The first multiple-choice question in math is usually relatively simple and is a free-score question."

"This question involves knowledge about sets. Students, open the materials and turn to page two. That is the key knowledge about sets."

"Look at the question, it's about finding the intersection. If you have trouble understanding this kind of question, you can draw a picture to find the intersection of A and B."

Wen Xiang watched at the door for a while. Wen Xia's condition was beyond her expectations. She was not at a loss like a new teacher. She was even better at teaching than the young teachers who had been there for a few years.

She knew it was because of Wen Xia’s good attitude.

…

After three classes, it was six o'clock.

The students didn't understand some of the questions and asked Wen Xia questions. Seven or eight people surrounded her and she explained them one by one.

Qin Mo gets off work at five o'clock. Knowing that Wen Xia's class doesn't end until six o'clock today, he works an extra hour and gets up and goes downstairs at six o'clock.

After waiting at the door of the institution for a few minutes without seeing Wen Xia come out, Xu Jingyan had already finished get off work. When he saw him, he said, "Teacher Wen is still explaining the questions to the students. You go in and wait."

Qin Mo nodded, "Thank you."

He had been to Wen Xia's class once. It was the first classroom on the right side of the main door. The open classroom was in full view. The girl's profile was serious, and she was explaining the questions to the students clearly.

The students asked again and again, but she was not annoyed at all.

Mingming is like a "stir-haired" little cat at home.

Whenever things don't go his way, he just says "humph humph".

"Hmph" teacher.

He pursed his lips and chuckled, his eyes and brows full of tenderness. Then he took out his mobile phone to take a few pictures and casually posted a message: "Hmph" teacher.

The summer wind is great.

Qin Mo paused for a moment. He suspected that his father-in-law had been paying close attention to what he said.

He quickly put his phone back into his pocket, walked over, and asked with his head slightly lowered, "Teacher Wen, do you need any help?"

When Wen Xia saw him coming, her eyes lit up, as if she had met a savior. She then pointed two students to him and asked him to help explain. "Teacher... Qin Mo, please explain in more detail."

Qin Mo nodded, and then the two of them spoke separately.

After staying in the classroom for more than half an hour, the students finally left. Wen Xia stretched, then shook her neck and sighed, "The education is over."

Qin Mo reached out and unbuttoned the first button, then gave her a meaningful look, "The real "education" has not yet begun."

Before Wen Xia could react, he said, "Let's start after dinner."

"Wife, eat more. The worst thing about raising a child is to give up halfway."

Wen Xia clearly understood what he meant: "..."

She rolled her eyes at him in anger, and then felt that it was not enough, so she kicked him again, then stood up and said viciously, "Then I want to order the most expensive king crab!"

King crabs are really expensive, about seven or eight hundred yuan each.

It is most of Qin Mo’s pocket money.

I thought Qin Mo would give up, but he got the courage from nowhere and answered "OK" without hesitation.

Wen Xia stared at him for a few seconds and felt something was wrong. This guy didn't look like someone who lived on pocket money. She narrowed her eyes and said, "Qin dog, who gave you the courage to eat king crab?"

Before he could wait, he asked again, "Where did you hide your private money? If I find it out, you'll be dead."

Mentioning the private money again, Qin Mo: "..."

Fuck Zhao Zichuan.

Zhao Zichuan at school sneezed several times for no apparent reason. He rubbed his nose and then continued to soar in his legal knowledge.

…

The next morning, Wen Xia had two big classes starting at nine o'clock, and the two of them slept until eight o'clock.

Qin Mo first sent her to the school gate, watched her enter the school gate before driving away.

Xu Jing and the others hadn't seen her for several days, so they came over to sit together and talk with her. Xu Jing had a sad face and said, "Xia Xia, English is killing me. Look, my head is bald. If I had known earlier, I would have studied with you and wouldn't have to cram now."

Wen Xia opened the book and replied with a smile, "I told you a long time ago, study hard and make progress every day. Now you know that the pot is made of iron, right?"

Yu Qiu continued, "I feel like it's made of diamond. It's so hard that I can't chew it at all."

Wen Xia laughed out loud, and then comforted the three of them, "We have plenty of time now, so it's okay if we hurry up."

"You're just short of tying the belt around your neck." Xu Jing stuck out her tongue.

Qin Shi had dark circles under her eyes. She yawned, "Xia Xia is still good. We were struggling, and she was kissing me."

Wen Xia: “…”

Well, can't refute it.

There are fewer classes in the senior year and even fewer people. There are only thirty or forty people in a large class. Now many senior students are doing internships outside or reviewing for exams in the dormitory.

After class, when the professor was collecting books, he suddenly said to Wen Xia, "Wen Xia, come with me to the office."

Xu Jing and the others looked at her with envy as she left. They all knew that it was probably a matter of admission to graduate school.

I can't be jealous. Wen Xia works very hard, so it's normal for her to be admitted to graduate school.

Wen Xia followed the professor into the office. After the professor motioned for her to sit down, he smiled and asked her, "Have you prepared for the postgraduate entrance examination?"

Wen Xia shook her head and smiled faintly, "Professor Lin, I plan to return to the county to be a teacher after graduation."

"I have already contacted the school."

The professor was a little surprised to hear this. After all, Wen Xia's academic qualifications and grades were top-notch among his peers.

It is not difficult for such students to find a high-paying job in a state-owned enterprise.

She asked curiously, "Why? Because of the cost?"

It costs at least 70,000 to 80,000 yuan to study for a master's degree.

Wen Xia shook her head again, "No, I prefer being a teacher to taking the postgraduate entrance exam."

The professor thought it was a pity that she didn't take the postgraduate entrance examination, and tried to explain to her, "After you pass the postgraduate entrance examination, you can become a professor at a university."

Professors do sound better than teachers, and they are indeed better. Not only are they paid better, but they also have a better reputation.

If she was Wen Xia in her previous life, she might have chosen to take the postgraduate entrance examination without hesitation, but in her new life, she wanted to do something relatively meaningful to the best of her ability.

It also gave her the recognition she deserved from her previous generation.