Outside the window, night falls.
Inside the classroom, the lights are soft and bright, illuminating rows of neatly arranged desks and students buried in their studies.
Jiang Ning is helping Chen Siyu with her math problems.
Chen Siyu’s academic performance is only slightly above average in class 8, ranking around twentieth, and even this is inflated.
Because during exams, she and her sister used the Big Swapping Technique.
To win back Bai Yuxia, Chen Siyu has been working very hard in the past few months, often consulting Jiang Ning during evening self-study.
Jiang Ning casually writes her a problem:
"Let vector a=(m,1), b=(1,2), and |a b|²=|a|² |b|², what is m?"
Three minutes later.
Jiang Ning asks, "This problem is very simple, don’t you have any ideas?"
Chen Siyu: "I know the answer! It’s -2."
At first glance, her genius level seems comparable to Xue Yuantong, to actually know the answer.
Jiang Ning: "I already told you the answer, of course, you know it. What I want to know is, why is the answer -2."
Chen Siyu: "Because you told ."
Jiang Ning: "Don’t you need the process? Can you score without writing the process?"
Chen Siyu: "No need, this is a fill-in-the-blank question, the reviewing teacher only looks at the answer, not the process."
Jiang Ning was silent for a few seconds: "Talking to you is so exhausting, how can you be so dense?"
It’s not the lies that hurt, but the truth that cuts the deepest.
This cut, stabbed deeply into Chen Siyu’s heart.
If it were another girl, like Xue Chuchu, she might have already turned pale, eyes unfocused, heartbroken, feeling the world had wronged her.
But Chen Siyu is different, she happily says: "Jiang Ning, you know , if I were to beco smart, you wouldn’t have much to do!"
She smiled brightly, with a ’thank goodness I’m dumb, so you can be useful’ look.
Jiang Ning even sensed a ’you might as well be happy’ feeling from her.
Jiang Ning thought about it and decided not to argue with her, picked up his pen and wrote down the solution, teaching her step by step.
Until she completely understood and could apply the concept flexibly, Jiang Ning moved on to the next problem.
After being tempered by Chen Siyu, Jiang Ning felt that even if his Spirit Root was completely destroyed, losing all his cultivation talents, he could still rely on his teaching skills to beco a star lecturer, living the high life.
After half a class of teaching, Chen Siyu tackled problems one by one, still cluelessly asking Jiang Ning:
"Who do you think is smarter, or Yuxia?"
Jiang Ning: "How could you compare to Yuxia?"
Chen Siyu reflected, then comforted herself: ’He says Yuxia is smarter than , it must be because he has sothing to ask of Bai Yuxia.’
As class was about to end, Xue Yuantong awoke from her slumber, eyes sleepy, hair ssy. For a more comfortable sleep, she had undone her hair tie.
She fumbled around to find her hair tie, intending to ask Jiang Ning for help, but considering they were still in the classroom, Xue Yuantong reluctantly gave up.
After tying her hair, she called out: "Jiang Ning."
Jiang Ning abandoned the foolish Chen Siyu and turned to communicate with her.
...
During the second evening self-study, ten minutes before class ended.
Xin Youling stood high on the podium. Her influence has gradually increased with each critical decision, and the symbol of the class monitor has beco increasingly apparent.
After this class, there would be a long 20-minute break.
After work, 20 minutes feels very short, but during student days, these 20 minutes feel unbelievably long.
Guo Kunnan swapped seats with Dan Kaiquan again, playing with his phone out of boredom, his gaze occasionally drifting to the podium, causing his Dao Heart to waver.
"Brother Ma, were you just bluffing this afternoon? Xin Youling didn’t even look at !" Guo Kunnan asked, puzzled after observing two evening classes without seeing any more glances from Xin Youling.
Ma Shicheng continued to deceive: "She did look."
Guo Kunnan was confused: "If she looked in the afternoon, why not at night?"
Ma Shicheng: "Because won are fickle."
Wang Longlong blurted out: "With your gaze so intense, how could she not feel it? But you have to know, this is class ti. If she lovingly stared back at you, where would her dignity go, how would she maintain authority over the class? She doesn’t look at you to avoid losing control!"
Even though Guo Kunnan knew Wang Longlong was spouting nonsense, the adage ’honest words are unpleasant to the ear, flattery is sweet’ held true, and he listened, elated.
Holding back laughter, Guo Kunnan sighed: "She’s planning the New Year’s Eve program, must be so tiring, but I don’t have any talents to offer."
Feeling disheartened, as a straightforward and honest rural child, he knows nothing of singing or dancing.
Without any special skills, how could he possibly support Xin Youling with a clear blue sky?
Ma Shicheng: "It’s not too late to learn now."
"Learn?" Guo Kunnan shook his head, "Easier said than done?"
Ma Shicheng looked toward Dan Kaiquan at the front, saying: "If you’re unhappy with the current situation, work hard to change it, don’t be lucid in your downfall."
Following his gaze, Guo Kunnan saw his good brother Dan Kaiquan teaching Lu Qiqi.
The sa Dan Kaiquan who was once on the sa level as him, has he really reached this stage now?
Sudden fear gripped Guo Kunnan; he couldn’t bear to see Quanzi shining!
Guo Kunnan confided: "I want to work hard too, Brother Ma. Every night before bed, I tell myself I’ll work hard tomorrow, get up early to study, exercise, stay off my phone. But when the alarm goes off, I just turn it off and go back to sleep, wasting the day away again."
He’s in agony, feeling like he’s trapped in an endless cycle repeating yesterday, suffocating at the thought of spending his life this way, his Dao Heart trembling with fear.
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