Reborn to prepare for the college entrance exam, you're letting me retire and make a comeback?

The teachers' curiosity wasn't because Lu Qian had been praised, but because it was Old Zhang who had praised him.

You should know that the last time Old Zhang praised a student was many years ago.

Except for freaks like Lin Shuyue.

"Oh?"

Hearing Lao Zhang's words, Chen Cheng raised an eyebrow, clearly a little surprised.

He looked Lu Qian up and down again, his eyes full of inquiry: "Really? This kid actually knows how to perform well? Has the sun risen in the west?"

His tone carried a familiar teasing tone, but his good-natured smile was even stronger.

The other teachers were also drawn to the conversation and cast curious glances their way.

Especially Wen Wan, who was sitting in her seat, had her captivating eyes filled with curiosity as she looked between Lu Qian and Lao Zhang.

Old Zhang didn't keep him in suspense any longer. He picked up Lu Qian's Chinese test paper from the table and turned to the reading comprehension question about "a rendezvous after dusk, when the moon rises above the willow branches."

He handed it directly to Chen Cheng, who was closest to him.

"Look for yourself, isn't Lu Qian's answer to this question excellent?"

"Hmm? You want me, a math teacher, to look at this language arts question?"

Chen Cheng took the test paper with some skepticism, adjusted his glasses, and carefully looked at Lu Qian's answers.

As he watched, the teasing on his face gradually faded, replaced by increasingly obvious surprise.

"Whoa!"

Chen Cheng let out a short gasp and looked up from the exam paper.

When she looked at Lu Qian again, her expression was one of undisguised admiration.

He habitually reached out and patted Lu Qian's shoulder forcefully: "Wow, you've been hiding your talent! Your writing is quite impressive!"

He pointed to the passage on the exam paper that read, "You hold half of the twilight, I hold half of the sunset."

"This is much more interesting than the answer key! Old Zhang, your Chinese teaching skills have really improved!"

Although as a math teacher, he only knew a few words to praise people, he still couldn't resist teasing Old Zhang.

Hearing Adou praise him like that, Old Zhang's eyes narrowed with laughter, but he said modestly, "Not at all, not at all, the child just figured it out on his own."

Lu Qian quickly replied, "No, it's all thanks to the teacher's excellent instruction."

"Look at this child, with such a sweet tongue, it would be an injustice if he didn't get loved by everyone."

Old Zhang was immediately coaxed into becoming an embryo.

Her gentle, beautiful eyes sparkled as she looked at Lu Qian, who wasn't nervous at all in the office.

These days, it's rare to see a student who dares to talk to a teacher like that in the office.

Where did this little guy get his courage from?

At this moment, Lu Qian's test paper began to circulate among several curious subject teachers in the office.

The political science teacher and the English teacher both nodded slightly, showing their approval.

When the exam paper was handed to Wen Wan, her feelings were somewhat complicated.

Before seeing the exam paper, her impression of Lu Qian was that he was "a little clever".

But when her gaze fell upon the lines, "You hold half the twilight, I hold half the sunset; as long as we're together, we can paint a unique sky,"...

My heart skipped a beat without warning.

That really touched me.

Before her eyes, it was as if a romantic scene of the setting sun melting into gold and lovers holding hands painting the sky together truly appeared.

That gentle yet firm emotion, that eternal anticipation of beautiful moments, gently touched the softest part of her heart.

"That sentence is so well written..."

Wen Wan subconsciously put herself in Lu Qian's shoes, imagining that the person "holding half of the sunset" was herself, and the person holding the twilight was Lu Qian...

My ears felt a slight, uncontrollable warmth, and a faint sense of emotion welled up inside me.

What kind of delicate and rich world lies hidden in the heart of this seemingly cynical young man?

"Alright, alright, you two continue your conversation. I need to talk to Lu Qian now."

Seeing the teachers' approving reactions, Old Zhang beamed with joy, but he didn't continue speaking, after all, there was still a student waiting for him beside him.

He gestured for Lu Qian to sit down and said earnestly, "Lu Qian, you've made great progress in this monthly exam. Your total score is 589, and you're ranked in the top 50 in your grade. This proves that you have great potential and room for improvement."

He took out his report card and pointed to his math score: "However, you see, math is still your weak point. Although you passed this time, you're still far from excellent. Math is a major part of the college entrance exam, so you absolutely can't let your guard down."

The teachers also put away their joking expressions and looked at Lu Qian seriously, their eyes filled with encouragement.

They are all veteran teachers who have seen countless students regret not studying harder in their past teaching careers.

Those who have seen others get caught in the rain want to hold an umbrella for them; they didn't want this likeable student to repeat the mistakes of those who came before.

That's just how the teaching profession is. As for students, you can save one if you can, but if you really can't save them, then so be it, since you have too many students.

The fact that Lao Zhang still intends to save Lu Qian means that there is still hope for him.

Old Zhang didn't prevent his students from studying other subjects just because he taught Chinese. Unlike some teachers who lack vision, he believed that students should develop in a balanced way, since the college entrance examination tests more than just Chinese.

So I mentioned it to Lu Qian.

Looking at Lao Zhang's sincere eyes and glancing at the report card that recorded his "dark history," Lu Qian didn't give a perfunctory "uh-huh" like he usually did.

Instead, he stood up straight, met Old Zhang's gaze calmly, and said firmly:

"Teacher Zhang, I understand. Thank you for your reminder and encouragement. I will definitely study hard to improve my math grades."

This resolute answer, without hesitation or perfunctoriness, was full of determination.

Having gone through countless hardships before his rebirth, he truly understood how fortunate it was to have someone to take care of him.

Most of his high school teachers were quite responsible, which was a stroke of luck in his life.

Hearing his words, Old Zhang was stunned.

He had prepared himself for Lu Qian to grunt and whine as usual, but he didn't expect to receive such a serious promise.

The contrast left him speechless for a moment. He just stared blankly at Lu Qian, feeling that the child seemed to have grown up.

"Well, it's good that you're aware of this."

Old Zhang was very satisfied with his attitude. "In the future, if you encounter anything you don't understand, be sure to ask more questions. Don't be afraid to bother your teachers, especially Teacher Chen."

He looked at Adou next to him and said, "Teacher Chen's problem-solving approach is recognized as clear in our school, and he has a lot of teaching experience. You should ask him for advice whenever you have time."

Lu Qian immediately understood and turned to A Dou with a cheeky smile: "Teacher Chen, I won't be polite from now on. Don't think I'm stupid."

"You little brat," A-Dou said, pointing at Lu Qian with a mix of amusement and exasperation, "didn't you even ask if I was willing to trouble you beforehand? You've got some nerve!"

Lu Qian chuckled and immediately followed up with flattery: "That's only because you, Teacher Chen, teach so well and are so skilled that I dare to shamelessly come and ask for your guidance. I wouldn't trust anyone else."

"Hey, that mouth of yours!"

A-Dou complained, but his smile grew even brighter, clearly pleased: "Alright, alright, you know how to talk. Come whenever you have time, but let me make it clear first, figure out the basic questions yourself. Come back if you can't figure them out. Don't try to slack off."

"No problem, thank you, Teacher Chen!" Lu Qian quickly replied.

Watching Lu Qian and A Dou interact, Old Zhang felt even more gratified when he heard Lu Qian take the initiative to say that he would work hard to learn math.

"This kid... seems to have really matured and understands the importance of the college entrance exam."

He had initially worried that Lu Qian's recent changes were just a flash in the pan.

Now it seems that they truly have a goal and motivation.

The most gratifying thing for a teacher is when students suddenly become sensible, which means that all the teaching they have done has not been in vain.

This is true for most teachers.

Wen Wan sat in her seat, silently listening to the conversation between Lu Qian and the two male teachers.

Seeing Lu Qian's natural yet measured attitude when interacting with the teacher, her opinion of Lu Qian subtly changed.

"This guy... he's really shrewd and knows how to get things done, and he's also good at making the teacher happy."

Wen Wan herself didn't realize that in that brief moment, the way she looked at Lu Qian had changed several times.

This boy always seems to bring surprises.

It's definitely not because he helped me take off my underwear last night!

"Ring ring—"

Just then, the preparatory bell for class rang, breaking the atmosphere in the office.

"Alright, time to go to class." Old Zhang was the first to stand up, picking up his lesson plan and textbook.

"I'm leaving too, next class is for second-year high school students." A-Dou packed up her things and left in a hurry.

The other teachers also got up and prepared to go to their respective classes.

Lu Qian also stood up, preparing to leave the office and return to the classroom for self-study.

Just as he reached the door, a gentle yet slightly languid voice came from behind him: "Lu Qian, wait a moment."

"..."

Lu Qian paused, turning back in confusion: "Teacher Wen? Next period is self-study, I have to go to the classroom..."

"Oh dear, why are we going to the classroom?"

Wen Wan gave him a reproachful glare, but a sly smile played on her lips, as if she could see right through his thoughts: "We've all been students once, everyone knows you students are just waiting to skip self-study. Now that the music teacher is giving you a special privilege, what's the rush?"

As she spoke, she took out an exquisite MP3 player from the drawer, then magically produced a pair of white dual-wire headphones, and waved the player in front of Lu Qian.

"Look, those two songs you wrote yesterday, 'Leaving Home for a Thousand Miles' and 'I Want,' I took some time to find some simple background music and recorded a demo, and it turned out pretty well..."

As she spoke, the beautiful music teacher looked at Lu Qian, blinked, and said meaningfully, "Lu Qian, would you like to... listen to it together now?"