SYLM Chapter 32
by VolareChapter 32 “Teacher, do you want me to go to Class 1?”
The Liberal Arts Office.
During the break, Fu Yi Wen came to the office to get the study guide for the day.
Although there were still five or six minutes before class, Sun Li Xia was currently holding the newly released big exam results and analyzing and discussing them with Yu Shu Yi, the Politics Representative of Class 1. After careful consideration, Fu Yi Wen tactfully didn’t join in.
Firstly, she got three multiple-choice questions wrong in the Politics exam because she changed her answers after checking, and she also missed several scoring points in the essay questions due to carelessness. Her Politics score didn’t even make it into the top ten in the grade, so she was too embarrassed to face her favorite Politics teacher.
Secondly, the next class was Homeroom Teacher Gu Wan Jun’s Chinese class, and she absolutely couldn’t be late.
A bit disappointed that she couldn’t talk to her favorite teacher, Fu Yi Wen originally planned to grab the study guide and leave, but the next second, she was grabbed by the arm by Tang Ying, who was sitting on the office chair with her legs crossed, frowning as she looked at the Class 12 exam results.
“You got 36 points in English?”
“…”
Although this kind of English score was commonplace for Fu Yi Wen, she still felt a little guilty when Tang Ying grabbed her and asked. After all, she was a proud Aries:
“Yeah, 36 points, so what…”
“Heh, 36 points, so what?” Tang Ying mockingly imitated Fu Yi Wen’s tone, then snorted coldly and asked rhetorically:
“Did you guess all of them?”
“Tsk, how could I guess all of them? I even—”
“Did it yourself?”
Tang Ying raised an eyebrow, preemptively striking: “Which type of question did you do yourself? You wouldn’t have gotten 36 points because you did it yourself, right?”
“???”
This was not very harmful but extremely insulting.
Fu Yi Wen’s face flushed instantly. Leaving aside the fact that her English score was none of Tang Ying’s business as a Politics teacher, the key was that this annoying person’s words were too infuriating! This was practically a personal attack!
Fu Yi Wen was very dissatisfied. Just as she was about to retort, she was once again met with Tang Ying’s cold voice:
“You’re always hanging out together. Look at your two friends, one’s number 1 and the other’s number 2, but you’re number 32 in the class. Don’t you know how many points your English is dragging down?”
“…”
Fu Yi Wen opened and closed her mouth, and after holding it in for a long time, she couldn’t say a word.
Because what Tang Ying said was indeed true.
For Fu Yi Wen, English was a fatal weakness, and it had been since she was a child. From elementary school to high school, every English teacher who had taught her, whether at school or in extracurricular tutoring classes, said that she was too stupid to learn English. Over time, she also felt that she was stupid, maybe she just didn’t have the brain to learn English well.
Jiang Zhen Zhen was good at all subjects, and Chen Lu was even better. Even though Chen Lu used to be bad at math, she was both smart and willing to work hard, and her math score went from 30 or 40 points to over 80 points in one vacation, which clearly showed that she had the potential to learn math well.
But what about her?
She couldn’t remember vocabulary words, she couldn’t understand grammar, and she had no sense of language at all. Over time, she became afraid of English and couldn’t learn it at all.
…
Seeing that Fu Yi Wen didn’t refute her, but instead looked preoccupied with drooping, fluttering eyelashes, Tang Ying put down the exam results and said coldly:
“With a score like yours, even wolves would cry. I’ll ask your English teacher for an English test. I want to see what level you’re really at.”
“…”
As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Yi Wen looked up at Tang Ying, her round puppy eyes full of confusion.
She suddenly remembered the first time they met when Tang Ying complained about her ugly handwriting. The next day, she received ten calligraphy copybooks from Tang Ying, along with a cold warning: “Practice your handwriting well, I’ll do random checks.”
Whether her handwriting was ugly or her English scores were bad, these things had nothing to do with Tang Ying. Why was this annoying person always staring at her? Why was she always “meddling”?
Was it because she didn’t like her?
But would anyone really be idle enough to waste time on someone they didn’t like?
Fu Yi Wen couldn’t understand and couldn’t make sense of Tang Ying.
…
Seeing that Fu Yi Wen was speechless again, Tang Ying, who had been “talking to a brick wall” the whole time, grinded her back teeth. She crossed her arms and wrapped them around her chest, already starting to get impatient:
“I got 668 on the CET-6.”
“Huh? What?” Fu Yi Wen blinked, confused.
“I got 668 points on the College English Test Band 6, passed it on the first try. It’s more than enough to tutor a kid like you in English. What’s wrong, you think I can’t do it?”
“…”
Fu Yi Wen was momentarily speechless.
So Tang Ying thought she wasn’t speaking because she didn’t believe in her English ability…?
But speaking of which, what is the CET-6? What’s “passed on the first try”? What’s the full score? Is 668 points good?
…
—
With two minutes left before class, the conversation was paused, and Fu Yi Wen was chased out of the Liberal Arts Office by Tang Ying.
Ningcheng No. 1 High School, Grade Two (12).
When Fu Yi Wen returned to the class, Chen Lu and Jiang Zhen Zhen were not there. Just as she was wondering where the two of them had gone, the pre-class bell rang.
Not long after the bell, Chen Lu and Jiang Zhen Zhen entered the classroom one after another, with Gu Wan Jun carrying textbooks and test papers behind them.
Was the Homeroom Teacher having a talk with Chen Lu and Jiang Zhen Zhen? Was it because of the exam results this time?
The students in the class speculated.
But Fu Yi Wen noticed something was wrong.
These two did so well on the exam, the Homeroom Teacher’s talk should only be praise and not criticism, right? Why did these two look more upset than when they were caught writing novels during math class?
Especially her Lu Lu, why did she look even worse than the time she was caught writing a novel in math class?
…
After entering the class, Chen Lu and Jiang Zhen Zhen returned to their seats. Before Fu Yi Wen could find a chance to ask Chen Lu what happened, Gu Wan Jun was already standing in front of the podium, calmly announcing a piece of news:
“Before we start the class, I’ll announce one thing. In the grade-level Homeroom Teacher meeting last class, according to the exam results, there will be a slight adjustment to the class assignments. Jiang Zhen Zhen and Chen Lu from our class have excellent grades and have now been transferred to Class 1 by the school principal. After class, a few boys in the back will help the two girls move their things to Class 1.”
“…”
As soon as these words came out, the whole class was silent, their faces filled with surprise, their eyes constantly scanning back and forth between the first row by the door and the third row by the window.
Fu Yi Wen, whose world had collapsed upon hearing this news, was even more anxious, her face flushed, not knowing who to look at!
Fu Yi Wen finally knew why these two had such expressions when they came in. So they were having their home torn down! What exactly does the grade-level principal, old man Lu, want to do!?
…
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Gu Wan Jun finally adjusted her emotions and led the way by smiling and applauding:
“It wasn’t easy for these two students to achieve this result. Going to Class 1 will help them reach the next level. The mountains are high and the rivers are long, it’s not like we won’t see each other again. We should all be happy for them. There will be many such micro-adjustments in the future, and everyone should get used to it.”
Hearing Gu Wan Jun say this, sparse applause began to sound in various parts of the classroom.
Obviously, no one liked this kind of separation.
…
In the third row by the window, Chen Lu pursed her lips into a straight line as she looked at Gu Wan Jun, who was smiling and leading the applause on the podium. The conversation after being called to the office just now kept echoing in her ears—
“You did well on this exam, congratulations to both of you. Principal Lu just held a meeting for us Homeroom Teachers and according to the results, you two are going to be transferred to Class 1. During the break, I will find some classmates to help you move your things.”
“Teacher, I don’t want to go to Class 1.”
“Chen Lu, it’s normal to be reluctant, but the most important thing for you at this stage is to study. Class 1 has a better teacher configuration and fewer students than our class. It’s the best choice for you two to go to Class 1.”
“I know Class 1 is good, but I don’t want to go. I want to stay in Class 12. I can get good grades if I stay in Class 12.”
“Chen Lu, you can’t be sentimental at this time.”
“Teacher, do you want me to go to Class 1?”
“I…I hope so.”
“Okay, the teacher hopes so, but I don’t want to. In any case, I won’t go to Class 1.”
“You—forget it, class is about to start, let’s have class first, we’ll talk about any problems later.”
“…”
Just like that, Jiang Zhen Zhen didn’t even have time to express her opinion, and the conversation was temporarily suspended.
The faint sound of conversation and Chen Lu’s heartbeat were mixed together. She looked at Gu Wan Jun, who was looking down at her book and preparing to start the lecture on the podium, and a kind of unspeakable grievance and bitterness rose in her mouth.
Gu Wan Jun, do you really want me to go to Class 1?
—
Chen Lu was the first to leave the classroom after the Chinese class.
Gu Wan Jun originally wanted to stop Chen Lu, but she was stopped by Jiang Zhen Zhen.
Jiang Zhen Zhen said with a look of embarrassment that she didn’t want to transfer classes like Chen Lu, but she might have to discuss it with her parents after self-study tonight before giving a result, and asked if Gu Wan Jun could wait until tomorrow.
Both students didn’t want to leave, in fact, Gu Wan Jun didn’t want them to leave either.
But what the grade-level principal had said to them in a separate conversation earlier was clearly to ask them, the homeroom teachers who had been micro-adjusted, to do the students’ ideological work.
And there was one thing the grade-level principal was right about, the class transfer was for the students’ learning, and everything they did should be for the students.
However, now that two students who are supposed to be transferred, one is nowhere to be seen, and the other says she can’t decide until tomorrow, Gu Wan Jun can’t force the classmates to move Chen Lu and Jiang Zhen Zhen’s things to Class 1 without reaching an agreement.
Gu Wan Jun took Jiang Zhen Zhen to the corner of the classroom and briefly understood why the other party didn’t want to transfer.
Jiang Zhen Zhen said that on the one hand, she couldn’t bear to leave Class 12, and on the other hand, she didn’t have good stress resistance. If she went to Class 1, the intensity of study and competitive pressure would be greater than in Class 12. In that kind of high-pressure environment, her grades would likely not rise but fall, which would be counterproductive.
After listening to Jiang Zhen Zhen’s words, Gu Wan Jun nodded and said she understood. After calming down, she began to regret that she had unconsciously immersed herself in the complex emotions of Chen Lu being transferred and had not listened to Chen Lu’s inner thoughts in time.
After a brief conversation, Gu Wan Jun decided to look for Chen Lu and have a good talk with her.
Before leaving the classroom, Jiang Zhen Zhen didn’t forget to remind Gu Wan Jun:
“Teacher Gu.”
“Is there anything else?”
“Chen Lu is an emotional person, but at the same time, she is also rational. She must have carefully considered not wanting to leave Class 12. She can make her own decisions. If you think you are doing it for her own good and insist on letting her go to Class 1 without listening to her own thoughts, Chen Lu will be disappointed in you.”
“…”
Jiang Zhen Zhen’s words awakened the dreamer. Gu Wan Jun was stunned for a moment, then nodded to show that she knew, and then quickly left the classroom.