My Taoist nun girlfriend is from the Republic of China era, 1942.

Chapter 137 Lü Jiaxin Starts School

"College Entrance Examination? The regular College Entrance Examination?"

Bai Jing asked again as if to confirm, her voice rising eight octaves.

"Ah."

Lu Yuan nodded calmly.

Bai Jing picked up her coffee and took a big gulp to suppress her shock.

She rubbed her forehead and began to analyze in a professional tone.

"Mr. Lu, I need to make this clear to you. Getting Xiao Miao to take the college entrance exam is as difficult as climbing to the sky."

She held up three fingers: "First, choose your subjects. Don't even think about science subjects; there's no chance at all."

Xiao Miao has a basic understanding of Chinese and history, but that basic understanding is far from enough to cope with the depth and breadth of the college entrance examination.

Not to mention subjects like politics and geography, which she had never been exposed to before, and the math exam she was required to take.

Bai Jing originally thought her task was simply to teach Chen Xiaomiao a little about modern common sense, a simple beginner's level.

We haven't even passed the beginner level yet, but the difficulty has already jumped directly to the BOSS level.

However, the playable character hasn't even left the starting village yet...

"I see."

Lu Yuan nodded, his attitude remaining calm: "Money is not a problem, and neither are people."

"Jing-jie, just go for it. Hire the best teachers and use the best materials. All I need is a result, whatever it may be."

"it is good."

Bai Jing took a deep breath, as if accepting a military order: "However, let me make this clear beforehand: if Xiao Miao really wants to take the college entrance examination, she will probably have to suffer a lot. Mr. Lu, please don't feel sorry for her."

"As you please."

Lu Yuan nodded calmly.

The girl who fled famine during the Republic of China era was least afraid of hardship...

Chen Xiaomiao's good days are now completely over.

Bai Jing truly lives up to her reputation as a top figure in the industry. In just three days, she assembled a luxurious "dream team" for Chen Xiaomiao's college entrance exam preparation.

She was responsible for both Chinese and English.

Through his previous connections, he recruited a retired senior mathematics teacher from a key municipal high school, as well as three humanities teachers.

The storage room in the house was completely cleaned up and turned into Chen Xiaomiao's private classroom.

In the days that followed, Chen Xiaomiao truly experienced the horror of the "exam-oriented education" of later generations.

Every morning at six o'clock, she would be woken up by Bai Jing's phone call, with bread stuffed in her mouth and English listening practice in her ears.

In the morning, the math teacher lectures on functions and geometry with great enthusiasm; in the afternoon, the politics teacher passionately discusses materialism and idealism; and in the evening, the geography teacher talks about ocean currents and climate from all over the world.

By the end of the day, her brain felt like it had been stuffed with several lumps of paste.

Why does the sun rise in the east and set in the west? What is the sum of sin and cos? Which came first, the Renaissance or the New Culture Movement?

She dreams about memorizing vocabulary words, and even while eating, she's pondering how to draw those damned auxiliary lines for solid geometry.

Busy days always fly by; in the blink of an eye, the summer heat gradually dissipates, and the autumn breeze brings a refreshing coolness.

In just two months, Chen Xiaomiao, who had been quite plump, lost weight again, making her black-rimmed glasses appear even larger.

Chen Xiaomiao was finally able to catch her breath from the mountain of books and exam papers.

Because of her troublesome little apprentice, Lü Jiaxin is finally going to start primary school.

The little girl rushed into the study early in the morning and snatched the book "Five Years of College Entrance Examination and Three Years of Simulation" from Chen Xiaomiao's hands without saying a word.

"Master! Stop looking! Today is the first important event since I became a disciple, you must come with me!"

Chen Xiaomiao yawned, her eyes showing faint bruises, and slumped weakly onto the table: "Why don't your mother go with you..."

"That's different!"

Lü Jiaxin puffed out her chest and said confidently, "Is it appropriate for you, as the master, not to attend your apprentice's opening ceremony?"

A series of fallacies and heresies left Chen Xiaomiao speechless.

She looked at Lu Yuan at the door as if pleading for help.

Lu Yuan, however, wore a smile that suggested he was enjoying the show: "She makes a good point. Let's go, consider it keeping watch for you."

Chen Xiaomiao had no choice but to resign herself to changing her clothes and follow Lü Jiaxin to school.

Jiangcheng Experimental Primary School is the best public primary school in the city. On the first day of school, the school gate was bustling with traffic and people, even more lively than a market.

Upperclassmen in uniform held up signs and shouted slogans to guide new students and their parents to their respective classrooms.

A peculiar atmosphere, a mixture of anxiety, excitement, anticipation, and unease, permeated the air.

Some children clung to their mothers' clothes, crying uncontrollably, refusing to go inside. Others, like wild horses freed from their reins, excitedly darted around in the crowd.

More often, they looked bewildered, holding their parents' hands, curiously observing the unfamiliar environment in front of them where they would be spending the next six years.

Bai Jing led Lü Jiaxin to the classroom of Class 3, Grade 1, with practiced ease.

The classroom was already packed with parents and children. The homeroom teacher, a young woman who looked very gentle, was registering information one by one from the roster.

"There are too many people, I'll go in and queue up first."

Bai Jing turned to Lu Yuan and Chen Xiaomiao and said, "Why don't you take Jiaxin for a walk around the campus first, let her get familiar with the environment, and don't let her run around."

Two adults and one child left the teaching building.

Lu Yuan had assumed that Lü Jiaxin would be like other children, interested in facilities such as slides and swings.

To everyone's surprise, this little rascal didn't even glance at the playground. Instead, he skillfully grabbed Chen Xiaomiao's clothes, pulled Lu Yuan along with his other hand, and headed straight for the school gate.

Chen Xiaomiao almost stumbled as she was pulled: "Where are you going?"

Lu Jiaxin turned around and said with great pride, "Master, I received some pocket money at the beginning of the semester. Today, as your disciple, I'll treat you to it properly!"

Stepping out of the school gate, Lü Jiaxin skillfully found a street corner food stall, clearly having scouted the location beforehand.

"Boss, three orders of fried chicken strips, with extra cumin and chili powder!"

"A large portion costs seven yuan, so that'll be twenty-one yuan in total!"

The proprietress read out the price.

As soon as she finished speaking, Lü Jiaxin's smile froze instantly.

She glanced quickly at Lu Yuan and Chen Xiaomiao, then turned around like a thief, her back to them, and rummaged in her pocket until she pulled out a crumpled twenty-yuan note with frayed edges.

Taking advantage of his height, Lu Yuan saw through Lü Jiaxin's "little actions".

Helpless, he could only say, "Boss, just give me a small portion."

"Give!"

The next second, Lü Jiaxin decisively turned around, slapped the twenty-yuan bill on the food cart, raised her chin, and had an expression that said, "I don't care about this little bit of money."

"Keep the change, and give me an extra portion!"

After paying the bill, the two adults and one child, each with a paper bag, squatted on the curb by the roadside, eating and chatting.

"Is this all the pocket money your mom usually gives you?"

"That's still considered good!"

Lu Jiaxin swallowed a big mouthful of chicken strips and said indignantly, "Sometimes I don't even get five yuan a month!"

She cleared her throat and imitated Bai Jing's tone and manner of speaking perfectly.

"What's this talk about raising daughters with luxury and sons with hardship... Children are just children. Having too much money and spending it recklessly is secondary; the main problem is that they easily develop bad habits of excessive indulgence, which will be impossible to control later on!"

Lu Yuan finished his small portion in a few bites, leaving only the empty paper bag.

Seeing this, Chen Xiaomiao immediately handed over her paper bag: "Here, this is too spicy for me."

After she finished speaking, she stood up, dusted off her pants, and turned to go to the store to buy some drinks.

Lu Jiaxin, seeing this, sneakily approached Lu Yuan, as if they were making a rendezvous.

"Brother Lu Yuan, is my master particularly afraid of you?"

Why do you think she's afraid of me?

“I noticed that when Master is around you, he acts just like my mom does around my dad,” Lü Jiaxin analyzed logically. “He’s all timid and hesitant, like he doesn’t dare to speak loudly.”

Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow: "Really?"

"There's none?"

Lü Jiaxin retorted confidently.

Lu Yuan didn't say anything more, but turned to look at Chen Xiaomiao.

It seems like that's the idea...

He looked away and chuckled, saying, "That's how women are in front of the men they like."

"I won't!"

Lu Jiaxin pouted, looking disdainful: "If I ever fall for a guy in the future, I'll make him fear me and obey me!"

Lu Yuan was amused by her bold statement, a playful smile playing on his lips: "Are you sure?"

"Sure!"

Lü Jiaxin thumped her chest loudly, her voice firm and resolute.

(End of this chapter)