Yes, if she were to surpass Xie Li in everything, wouldn't she be blocking Xie Li's path?
Therefore, after finishing her meal, she quickly made an excuse to leave and went to find Xie Yunqiu.
The mother and daughter walked out of the yard and had just stopped when Xie Yunqiu slapped them again.
This time, Jiang Baili didn't cry. Instead, she covered her burning face and silently remembered this humiliation.
In response to Xie Yunqiu's questioning, she remained calm and her voice was extremely cold: "Mom, do you still want Xie Li and Ding Huizhu to laugh at us?"
Xie Yunqiu tried to calm her heaving chest. "You know you've made a fool of yourself? I forgave you once, not so you could continue down this path!"
Jiang Baili lowered her head, staring coldly at her toes, but her voice was pleading.
"Mom, I will try my best. You believe me, it won't happen again next time."
After all, she was her own daughter, so Xie Yunqiu's expression softened somewhat, but her tone remained firm, "You'd better remember why I brought you to Linjiang City!"
Jiang Baili responded in a low voice, looking obedient and docile.
Xie Yunqiu frowned, feeling that her reaction was not as childish as before, but rather more composed. However, she was too angry to delve into it.
When Xie Li came out, he happened to witness this awkward scene again.
She didn't linger and was about to leave when she suddenly felt a gaze on her back.
That gaze was like the forked tongue of a venomous snake, cold and dangerous. She turned back to look at it calmly, but saw nothing.
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Friday arrived quickly.
Early that morning, the atmosphere at school was somewhat strange, with the surrounding students clearly looking excited.
Xiao Di ran over excitedly: "Li Shen, do you know what today is like..."
Xie Li: "I know, a production crew is coming to film a show."
The news had actually spread throughout the entire school long ago, and everyone was excitedly discussing it in private. Xie Li had also heard about it.
Even if the production crew comes, they probably won't go to the first-year international class, right? I heard they'll only be doing some tasks on the school playground and won't be coming to the teaching building.
The possibility of close contact or participation in the recording of the program is even less likely, so Xie Li has no interest in it.
She took out a pen, ready to sign and leave messages in her classmates' notebooks.
This will be her last day in the international class; next week she will be moving to the senior advanced class.
The group led by Shen Wanwan were very reluctant to part ways. They had attended several classes with Xie Li and always felt that Xie Li's teaching content was clearer and more concise than that of the teachers.
"I was originally thinking that if Li Shen went to the top class in the first year of high school, I could shamelessly beg for his notes so I could at least use them. But now, Li Shen has skipped a grade and gone straight to the third year. What am I going to do now?!"
These words drew widespread agreement and a new wave of disappointment and reluctance from the crowd.
Xie Li thought for a moment and still felt he needed to enlighten everyone. "My teaching method is just a shortcut, summarizing the patterns in the questions and faster problem-solving strategies. But if you want to build a more solid foundation, you still need to listen carefully to the lectures of the teachers of each subject. They are the most professional."
Shen Wanwan: "But listening to you organize the knowledge points, I feel that it is more systematic and comprehensive, and it gives me a feeling of enlightenment."
Xie Li: "..."
Suddenly, I felt a pang of conscience, as if I had taken care of the little ones and then suddenly abandoned them.
Su Ying: "Alright, alright, it's not like we'll never see each other again after we leave. We'll just ask Lili out more often in the future."
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