SYLM Chapter 43
by VolareChapter 43: She Wouldn’t Resign, Would She?!
Chapter 43 She Wouldn’t Resign, Would She?!
First floor, at the stairwell.
Fu Yi Wen, who had been holding her breath for an entire class, blocked Tang Ying’s way upstairs with a surge of energy.
Originally, she wanted to grab someone and demand an explanation, but when she met Tang Ying’s cold and sharp eyes, Fu Yi Wen’s temples started throbbing. She licked her dry lips and suddenly felt like she might have been a bit impulsive.
She had blocked her…
And then what?!
What should she say?!
She couldn’t just ask Tang Ying why she didn’t let her go to the office to get something during class, could she? That would sound kind of weird, wouldn’t it…
…
Previously full of fighting spirit, she was now like a deflated ball. Fu Yi Wen blocked the stairwell, but stammered and couldn’t say a word.
This hesitant behavior wore down Tang Ying’s nearly non-existent patience.
Her two eyebrows furrowed impatiently. Tang Ying glared at Fu Yi Wen with annoyance, moved to the side, and went upstairs, bypassing the “human meat wall.”
Her thoughts were a tangled mess that she couldn’t sort out for the moment. Seeing that Tang Ying was ignoring her and walking away, the surge of energy that had deflated earlier instantly returned quite a bit. Fu Yi Wen’s legs seemed to have been fitted with a positioning radar. She immediately turned around, went upstairs, and followed Tang Ying, who was ignoring her, her tone tinged with childish dissatisfaction:
“Hey, wait up! Didn’t you see me? I haven’t said anything yet!”
“You were just standing there like a wall without saying a word. Who knew what you wanted to do.”
Tang Ying’s tone was icy cold, and she didn’t even give Fu Yi Wen a glance. This infuriated someone. Just as she was about to open her mouth to speak with a face full of indignation, she was met with a fatal blow from Tang Ying:
“I already finished talking about the exam scope and homework before the end of class just now. What else is there to say.”
“…”
Fu Yi Wen’s expression froze on her face, choked.
Could this annoying pest not speak without being sarcastic?!
Thinking of the purpose of her visit, Fu Yi Wen tried desperately to calm her emotions. Watching Tang Ying holding a windbreaker in one hand and a book in the other, her round puppy-like eyes darted around. Fu Yi Wen retreated and sought a topic to talk about:
“Let me help you carry your things.”
“Oh ho.” Tang Ying sneered, “The sun really has risen in the west. It’s like a weasel wishing the chicken a happy new year.”
“…”
Faced with Tang Ying’s sarcasm, Fu Yi Wen silently recited in her heart, “Don’t be angry, don’t be angry, don’t be angry.” She gritted her teeth and continued undeterred:
“It’s inconvenient for you to carry both clothes and books. Let me carry some for you.”
“No need. My hands aren’t broken.”
“…”
Repeatedly rejected, and Tang Ying’s words were so unpleasant, Fu Yi Wen’s round, chubby face gradually flushed red. She was on the verge of breaking down:
“No, you could let others help you carry things during class just now, so why won’t you let me carry them now!?”
“I’ll let whoever I want to carry them. Is it any of your business?”
“How is it not my business?! I’m your Literature Representative!”
“Heh.”
As if hearing something incredible, Tang Ying snorted coldly and suddenly stopped walking.
She turned to stare at Fu Yi Wen, who was staggering from being bumped and almost had the words “dissatisfied” written all over her face, and said sarcastically:
“So you’re my Literature Representative? I thought you were Sun Li Xia’s Literature Representative.”
“…”
Here it comes again, here it comes again.
The emotions that she had desperately suppressed in her heart were ignited by these words. Fu Yi Wen could no longer bear Tang Ying’s attitude. She couldn’t hold back and glared at the person in front of her, venting her dissatisfaction:
“Okay! That’s enough! Stop being so sarcastic!”
“Isn’t it just because I didn’t bring you a lunch box when we went to the fortress last time! Are you going to hold onto such a small thing forever! I didn’t do it on purpose!”
“How can you be so petty when you’re such a grown person!”
“I’ll bring you a lunch box next time, okay! I’ll bring you ten! Can we turn the page on this!”
Fu Yi Wen’s emotional outburst was loud and clear, showing just how fed up she was with Tang Ying’s cold violence.
As soon as she finished speaking, Tang Ying raised her eyebrows as if she had heard something funny, and a mocking smile appeared on her lips:
“Who’s petty? What next time? Who cares about your cheap things.”
“Listen carefully, I’m not Sun Li Xia. To me, you’re just an ordinary student. I care about you because I’m the Politics teacher of Class 12. Don’t take yourself too seriously.”
“And you’re throwing a tantrum at me. If you can’t stand being my Literature Representative, you can quit anytime. Who’s stopping you?”
“…”
Tang Ying’s words were sharp and to the point, piercing Fu Yi Wen’s heart.
After speaking, Tang Ying turned around and went straight upstairs, not caring about the reaction or expression on the other person’s face, leaving Fu Yi Wen, whose heart was being stabbed full of holes, standing blankly on the staircase between the second and third floors.
Many students passing by went up and down the stairs, brushing past Fu Yi Wen, who was nailed to the spot. No one knew what had just happened to her.
The last time her mind went blank like this, not knowing what to do next, was when Fu Yi Wen and Chen Lu had argued and broken up because of Sun Li Xia’s matter.
Wasn’t she looking for Tang Ying to solve the problem… How did she make things like this!?
—
Fourth floor.
As she stepped onto the last step of the stairs, the cold mask from earlier finally cracked. Tang Ying’s brows were tightly furrowed, and her eyes were full of resentment.
Who cares about some lunch box of broken sushi.
Besides, is it about that lunch box of broken sushi?
It’s fine to say she’s being sarcastic, but even saying that she’s being petty???
And she even took the effort to tutor her in English!
What an ungrateful, heartless little wolf cub!
Tang Ying, your brain was simply kicked by a donkey!
Tang Ying even scolded herself when she got angry. The more she thought about it, the uglier her face became. Just as she was about to roll her eyes to the heavens, she happened to run into Gu Wan Jun, who was coming out of the Chinese language office and preparing to go to Class 1 to teach.
“What’s wrong? Still angry with Fu Yi Wen?”
Sensing that something was wrong, Gu Wan Jun hit the nail on the head. Tang Ying’s expression was cold, but a trace of surprise couldn’t help but flash in her eyes:
“How do you know?”
“Your bad mood is written all over your face.”
“Who said it has anything to do with that heartless little thing?”
“…”
Little heartless thing.
Gu Wan Jun suppressed a smile and tried to explain:
“During the first class just now, you asked Chen Lu to go to the liberal arts office to help you get something. I happened to run into her when I went downstairs to get the test papers. Usually, this kind of work is always done by Fu Yi Wen.”
“…”
Mentioning Chen Lu, Tang Ying immediately understood. She narrowed her eyes and said in a faint voice:
“No wonder she came up and asked me right away. She’s worried about your little follower.”
“Look at you, what kind of words are you saying? Can’t I care about both of them?”
After speaking, Gu Wan Jun deliberately paused, then leaned closer to Tang Ying in a serious manner and said in a low voice:
“But speaking of which, if you quarrel with your Literature Representative, don’t get any ideas about my people.”
“…”
Hearing this, the words “get lost” immediately came to her lips, but Tang Ying forcefully held them back. She looked at Gu Wan Jun up and down with some disgust and said in a cold voice:
“I don’t know who it was who had a face longer than Changbai Mountain every day last week. Now you’re reconciled, and it’s ‘my people’ this and ‘my people’ that.”
“She was originally my person, you didn’t just find out about it today.”
Gu Wan Jun raised her lips, her tone firm. Tang Ying couldn’t bear to look at this confident look. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes and simply turned her head away to avoid seeing it.
—
After saying harsh words to each other – oh no, to be precise, after Tang Ying unilaterally said harsh words, she thought that she and Fu Yi Wen would have a cold war like Gu Wan Jun and Chen Lu had before.
Perhaps Fu Yi Wen would be so angry that she would never come to her to ask English questions again.
After all, that little wolf cub was stubbornly independent.
It would be good if she didn’t come. It would save her trouble.
Tang Ying told herself this, but the movements of her hands grading homework gradually became violent, and her face, which was already not good-looking, became even more deadly.
—
After talking with Tang Ying, Fu Yi Wen looked lost.
Chen Lu probably guessed that the result of their conversation was an unhappy ending. She was planning in her heart how to comfort Fu Yi Wen when she heard the other person mutter resentfully:
“She thinks my things are cheap? The sentiment is priceless, doesn’t she understand! She thinks they’re cheap, so why is she nitpicking? I’m so done!”
“I’m not blind, of course I know you’re not Teacher Sun. Fortunately, the teacher I like is Teacher Sun. My Teacher Sun wouldn’t be sarcastic like you crazy woman! You’re just sick!”
“And she said that I take myself too seriously. It’s obviously you who take yourself too seriously! I’m a Literature Representative, it’s not for you. You don’t want me to be one, so I won’t be one? Why shouldn’t I be one? I’ll be one! I’ll be one! That’ll piss you off!”
“…”
Fu Yi Wen’s rant like pouring out bitter water stunned Chen Lu.
It seemed that the degree of unhappiness between the two was more serious than she had imagined.
—
The seemingly imminent cold war had just begun, but the next day during morning self-study, the Homeroom Teacher Gu Wan Jun suddenly announced that the Politics teacher Tang Ying had asked for a week of personal leave, and Sun Li Xia would temporarily teach Class 12 for the next week.
Tang Ying asked for leave.
Sun Li Xia would teach Class 12.
In the past, no matter which news she heard, Fu Yi Wen would have jumped for joy.
But this time, for some reason, except for mechanically grinning, Fu Yi Wen’s mind was full of why Tang Ying had asked for leave.
Could it be because she said she was petty, so she resigned in a fit of anger?!
The more Fu Yi Wen thought about it, the more flustered she became. During the break after morning self-study, she begged Chen Lu to ask Gu Wan Jun about why Tang Ying had asked for leave.
“Didn’t they all say it was personal leave.”
“I know it’s personal leave, but what’s the matter, what kind of matter can make a workaholic like her ask for leave?!”
“Are you worried about her?”
“Tsk, what time is it, why are you still bringing that up, are you still my friend or not!?”
“If you want to know so much, you can just ask Gu Wan Jun yourself.”
“Do I need you to tell me that! If I could ask her, I would have gone! Is it the same thing if you go ask Gu Wan Jun and I go ask Gu Wan Jun!?”
“…”
Chen Lu was very happy to hear this, and the corners of her mouth couldn’t help but twitch:
“Then I’ll try to ask tonight, but asking for leave is a private matter, so I may not be able to find out.”
“Tonight? Little ancestor, how can I wait until tonight! There’s still a while before class, so you can just help me ask when you hand in your Chinese homework!”
“…”
Before Chen Lu could respond, Fu Yi Wen pestered and pleaded, dragging her into the Chinese language office.
Five minutes later, Chen Lu came out of the Chinese language office. The final result was that Tang Ying said that she had something to do at home when she asked for leave, and the personal reason was inconvenient to disclose.
Good, good, good, it’s good that she didn’t resign.
The heart that was in her throat instantly fell back down. Fu Yi Wen comforted herself, retreating to a secondary position.
She didn’t know why she felt such a sense of relief.
When discussing it in class, when Fu Yi Wen mentioned that she had this kind of mood, Jiang Zhen Zhen carefully said that she might be unwilling, but Chen Lu said definitively that she must be reluctant.
Well, sometimes it’s not necessarily a good thing for friends to know you too well.
—
The second day of Tang Ying’s leave.
Fourth floor hallway.
Next class in Class 12 was Politics class. Sun Li Xia walked in front, followed by Fu Yi Wen, who was helping her carry things.
“I looked at your class’s course progress, and it’s lagging behind other classes by a large margin.”
“The monthly exam is coming up soon. Tang Teacher led us to do test papers for the sake of the students who don’t have a good foundation and are afraid they won’t be able to keep up.”
It wasn’t that Fu Yi Wen was speaking well of Tang Ying, but the fact was like this.
Hearing this, Sun Li Xia shook her head and said in a faint voice:
“Today’s young teachers always have their own ideas. They’re afraid that the students who don’t have a good foundation won’t be able to keep up, but aren’t they afraid that the new lessons won’t be finished? If they’re all like her, the lessons won’t be finished during the first round of review because a few students with poor grades are delaying the progress of the whole class. I really don’t know what your little Tang teacher is thinking.”
“…”
Although Sun Li Xia said that catching up on the progress sounded very reasonable, Fu Yi Wen frowned as she listened.
She didn’t think that Tang Ying had done anything wrong. On the contrary, she felt that Sun Li Xia’s so-called “overall situation” remarks made her feel somewhat unfamiliar and resistant.
Perhaps noticing Fu Yi Wen’s eyebrows twisted together, thinking that this child, like herself, did not support Tang Ying’s approach, Sun Li Xia continued in a faint voice:
“That’s right, a family like your little Tang teacher, even if your class’s progress can’t keep up and the grades are not good, it won’t affect her anything. Of course, she’s not in a hurry to teach new lessons. She doesn’t prepare lessons every day, and it’s so much easier to just talk about the test papers. Now these young teachers with good family conditions, really—”
“Talking about test papers is not easy either.”
Fu Yi Wen, who couldn’t bear to listen, interrupted Sun Li Xia’s sigh with an subconscious opening.
From Sun Li Xia’s shocked and suspicious expression, it could be seen that this was the first time she had been interrupted while speaking by this student who liked her very much.
And Fu Yi Wen, who was immersed in helping Tang Ying justify her name, didn’t notice Sun Li Xia’s gradually ugly expression at all. She seriously and sincerely said:
“Talking about test papers is not just about talking about the questions. Tang Teacher will also take out the knowledge points involved in each big question and test them as small strips.”
“Sometimes she has to dictate two or three times in one class. Adding in the ones tested during morning self-study, Tang Teacher has to grade almost four copies of small strips every day.”
“The students who don’t test well and don’t have a good foundation have to be taken to the office by her every day to recite separately. Almost every class break there are students going to the office. In the later stage of testing, Tang Teacher almost eats a box of lozenges every two days. It doesn’t look easy at all, and it’s even more tiring than teaching new lessons.”
“…”
Sun Li Xia was silenced by Fu Yi Wen’s words. Shock, doubt, disdain, displeasure… Sun Li Xia lifted her eyelids and used her complicated gaze to look at Fu Yi Wen, who had a serious expression on her face, from top to bottom. Having said this, she could only force a smile and echo:
“Is that so, then your little Tang teacher is quite responsible.”
“Yeah.” The ultra-insensitive Fu Yi Wen didn’t notice anything wrong and nodded repeatedly in agreement: “She is indeed quite responsible.”
“…”
The topic ended here. When she turned her head and looked ahead, Sun Li Xia’s face instantly turned black.
—
Half a week had passed, Tang Ying didn’t come back, and the monthly exam came first.
There were exams for three consecutive days, and some people were happy and some were sad when they came out of each exam to check the answers.
Jiang Zhen Zhen continued to perform stably as always;
When taking the math exam, Chen Lu asked for three pieces of draft paper, and continued to check the calculations until the papers were collected;
When taking the English exam, Fu Yi Wen changed her previous attitude of sleeping after guessing the multiple-choice questions. She took out the 200% seriousness she had when taking the politics exam to do the English questions. Although she translated each English reading in a strange and half-baked way, Tang Ying had tutored her for so long, and it wasn’t in vain. This time, she really mustered all her strength to get a better score.
Under the students’ long sighs and frantic writing, the three-day exam quickly passed.
The answer sheet reading machine in the grading room scanned the answer sheets of each subject non-stop, and the teachers also worked overtime to grade the papers, so that by the evening self-study of the third day of the exam, the scores of some subjects had already come out roughly.
—
Evening self-study.
The Homeroom Teacher went to a meeting, and the teachers of each subject asked the Literature Representatives of each subject to write the answers to the multiple-choice questions on the blackboard for the students to check.
After copying the answers to the multiple-choice questions on the blackboard, Fu Yi Wen didn’t rush to check the answers to the politics multiple-choice questions. Instead, she took out the English paper from her desk as soon as possible and hurriedly started checking the answers.
“CABCD, BBADD, BCABD, damn, why are there so many wrong…”
Fu Yi Wen scratched her head, mumbling to herself while carefully checking the answers.
This was probably the first time she had treated her English paper so seriously.
Turning the paper over and checking the answers in the back, Fu Yi Wen repeatedly compared her answers with an incredulous expression:
“Damn! 7 out of 10 for grammar cloze, 6 out of 10 for error correction!?”
The corners of Fu Yi Wen’s mouth directly reached the roots of her ears. She had never gotten so many right in these two types of questions!
With these points in the front, plus the composition, even if the composition was the lowest score, this time she would definitely pass seventy!
Tang Ying, who scored 668 in CET-6, really has some skills!
Fu Yi Wen got such a high score on the English exam for the first time, and they were all the ones she did seriously, not the ones she guessed by luck. After checking the answers, her eyes lit up, and she couldn’t wait to show Chen Lu, who was sitting in front of her:
“Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu! Look! Sister has turned the tables on the English exam this time!”
“7 out of 10 for grammar cloze? Not bad, Fu Yi Wen.”
Chen Lu curved her eyes, her tone sincere. While sincerely happy for her friend, she also carefully looked at the English paper that Fu Yi Wen handed over, thinking about how she could help the other party check for gaps and fill in the blanks later.
Fu Yi Wen, who was immersed in the joy of getting a high score, was almost smiling:
“I can definitely get over seventy on this English exam! I’m so happy! When have I ever gotten such a high score!?”
“Yeah, your persistence and hard work are essential, and Tang Teacher has also made a great contribution. If you continue to study in this trend, you will definitely do better next time. Let’s continue to work hard.”
Chen Lu affirmed Fu Yi Wen and didn’t forget Tang Ying.
Hearing this name, a bright and soft look flashed in Fu Yi Wen’s eyes.
That’s right, if it wasn’t for Tang Ying forcing her to learn English, how would she have this moment of being happy about her English score?
Now that she thinks about it, that annoying pest is still a good person except for being a bit sharp-tongued, a bit petty, and a bit sarcastic.
Fu Yi Wen thought this way, her thoughts already drifting to Tang Ying, who was nowhere to be found.
Homeroom Teacher Gu Wan Jun said that Tang Ying asked for a week off, so according to the date, she should be back the day after tomorrow.
It was obviously less than a week, but Fu Yi Wen felt like she hadn’t seen Tang Ying for a long time.
Tang Ying will be back the day after tomorrow, and the English scores should be out by then.
Will she be happy for her when she sees her score?
Although the two of them had an unhappy ending before, Tang Ying might still not have a good look on her face when she sees her again, but Fu Yi Wen was still looking forward to Tang Ying’s reaction when she saw her English score.
If it really doesn’t work, she will bow her head and give in to Tang Ying. What’s the value of face? Anyway, she has thick skin.
Sure enough, people can think of everything when they are happy.
However, what Fu Yi Wen didn’t know was that this happiness would soon be as fleeting as fireworks.
About five minutes later, Homeroom Teacher Gu Wan Jun finished the general meeting and returned to the class. She didn’t even enter the class, but stood directly at the class door and called Fu Yi Wen’s name, asking her to come out for a while.
It was normal for the Homeroom Teacher to call a student out. Everyone else was busy checking the answers, and Fu Yi Wen, who was called by name, was still immersed in the joy of making great progress in the English exam, and didn’t worry about what she was going to face next.
And Chen Lu, who was also checking the answers, had a bad feeling when she saw Gu Wan Jun’s serious and dignified face.
A calm person like Gu Wan Jun rarely has such a dignified expression as just now.
Could something have happened?