She didn't know how to do this question; she couldn't even understand it.
The math teacher thought she was shy and said gently, "Come on, it's okay if you make a mistake. Let's give him a round of applause to encourage him."
A burst of applause erupted in the classroom.
Cheng Yi had no choice but to go up, taking difficult steps to stand in front of the empty blackboard. He picked up the chalk, his fingertips trembling, and after a long while wrote the character "解" (jie, meaning solution), but there was no follow-up.
The students were getting impatient, and the math teacher gradually noticed something was amiss. His joy was quickly replaced by dissatisfaction—he utterly despised those who relied on connections.
Speechless, he turned and called out another name: "Cheng Jing".
He Jing stood up in response and said with a faint smile, "I've changed my name to Teacher. My surname is He."
The math teacher smiled and looked at the good-natured girl: "Alright, then He Jing, come up here and teach Yi a lesson."
He Jing walked onto the stage, readily took the chalk from Cheng Yi, wrote a series of formulas after the word "solution," and calmly said, "First, substitute this formula, then do this..."
Every number is drawn beautifully.
Cheng Yi stood to one side, suddenly feeling extremely inferior. She felt the intense gazes of the entire class focused on her. She clenched her fingers tightly, feeling utterly ashamed.
What seemed like an insurmountable problem to her became so easy in her hands; the whole class must be laughing at her...
After what felt like an eternity, He Jing had written down a long section of problem-solving steps and answers, and asked calmly, "Do you understand now?"
Cheng Yi twisted her clothes tightly and nodded.
The math teacher finally smiled with satisfaction: "Very good. He Jing, please help this new student more in the future. The new student should also learn from He Jing."
He Jing frowned slightly but said nothing.
Cheng Yi responded in a barely audible voice, "Yes."
I felt extremely humiliated.
Turning around, she saw that the whole class was looking at her with mockery and ridicule. Cheng Yi didn't even dare to lift her head and hurriedly returned to her seat.
He Jing slowly followed behind her and opened her notebook again.
The class passed quickly, and the math teacher asked the class monitor to distribute two worksheets as homework.
As He Jing was summarizing the key points of the lesson, a shadow suddenly fell over her head. She looked up and saw Cheng Yi standing in front of her desk, with her deskmate by her side for support.
He Jing asked, "What is it?"
"Um..." Cheng Yi looked a little embarrassed, "Could you teach me how to do this problem?"
He Jing raised an eyebrow, quite surprised, but showed no further emotion.
Cheng Yi was actually very conflicted. After struggling for a long time, she pursed her rosy lips and said seriously, "The He family is very poor. It will be difficult for you when you go back, right? You can teach me how to do the problems, and I will give you money. You can earn money with dignity and also help support your family."
He Jing instantly understood her intention and admired her greatly. It has to be said that the female lead is indeed the female lead; every word and every sentence is full of subtle scheming.
The He family is very poor, you must be having a hard time, right? — Subtly stepping on others to demonstrate one's own superiority through a reversal of status.
You teach me how to do problems, I'll give you money, and you can earn money with dignity—a classic case of giving a carrot and a stick to win people over, a surefire way to succeed.
It can also help support the family—the ultimate goal is to use her to give the He family a small return, which highlights her understanding and kindness.
but--
If the He brothers knew that all the money she earned came from her, who would remember her contributions?
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