The intern taught a top-performing class, and the parents wanted to change the homeroom teacher.

Zhang Chao was stunned.

Why did they surrender so easily?

They could at least say a few words. Given Zhang Sisi's personality, she doesn't seem like the type to rebel against her parents.

Zhang Chao wanted to say something more, but the call had already ended.

He was so angry that his face turned ashen.

"Hmph, what good will it do for the child to just let go like this?"

Zhang Chao rushed back to the classroom in a huff, and as soon as he stood at the door, he heard the commotion inside, which fueled his anger once again.

He pushed the classroom door open, and it slammed against the wall with a creaking sound.

"So noisy!"

"Our class is the loudest in the whole hallway!"

"I can hear you arguing even from the other end of the corridor."

"If your mouth itches, rub it against the wall."

"You got such a bad score and you still want to talk? Have you no shame?"

"Let me tell you, take it or leave it, I'll still get my salary!"

The entire classroom was completely silent.

Zhang Chao coldly scanned the class, finally settling on Zhang Sisi. His face darkened, and he walked over to knock on her desk.

"Come out with me for a moment."

Zhang Sisi put down her pen and calmly followed them out.

The moment the classroom door closed, the students around them started whispering again, asking each other if Zhang Sisi had done something wrong.

The person who was asked the most questions was his deskmate, Xiao Ming. He felt secretly pleased to be the center of attention, but he was also very confused.

Zhang Sisi had already guessed what Zhang Chao was going to say; it was nothing more than trying to persuade her not to transfer classes, or disagreeing with the transfer.

Zhang Chao did indeed start by saying that.

"Sisi, it's normal for grades to fluctuate..."

Zhang Sisi nodded from time to time, but Zhang Chao's voice sounded like this to her:

"Aba aba... Aba aba..."

"Aba aba... Aba?"

She's already considering buying a few more sets of practice papers to get into the swing of things so she can catch up with the new class faster.

Zhang Chao was tired from talking, and his mouth was dry.

"...Go back and think about it yourself."

Zhang Sisi didn't move. A few seconds later, she realized the conversation was over, bowed, said "Thank you, teacher," and went back to her class.

In her mind, Zhang Chao's experience card as a homeroom teacher only had one evening study session left.

There's no need to contradict him; just appease him.

As the saying goes: The dust of the old class is broken in a day, and today we know that the road ahead is wide!

……

Zhang Li had just finished her work and had been reprimanded by her supervisor several times recently, who said that she couldn't be found during work hours and that her performance targets were not being met.

However, after seeing the message from Zhang Chao, he raised an eyebrow.

The school has started investigating the report!

This is a good thing!

She felt that all the recent setbacks at work had vanished.

However, while happy, Zhang Li also felt a bit contemptuous of Zhang Chao. "I didn't report you, why are you so nervous?"

Tutoring has stopped, what will happen to my son's studies?

No, we need to make up for it later!

……

Evening self-study.

Lu Qian stood at the door, watching Xu Nuowen explaining biology questions on the podium, nodding occasionally.

When Xu Nuowen first came up to explain the questions, his voice was soft and trembling. He would get nervous whenever there was a question.

I'm much better now. I can easily handle questions from others, and my voice no longer trembles.

Class group competitions have become a habit, happening at least once a week.

I just can't feel right if I don't create a few difficult problems for my best friends!

As the competition went on, the students gradually became less nervous about the podium. They became more confident and poised when they stepped onto the stage, and even showed some teacher-like demeanor. Lu Qian's influence could be seen in their every move.

Lu Qian is most pleased that his students are gaining confidence.

The three years of high school can cultivate students in many aspects.

Grades are important, but self-confidence is equally important.

The self-confidence cultivated in youth can influence one's personality for decades to come.

Lu Qian wanted these children to improve their grades, but even more so, he wanted them to grow into confident adults.

Evening self-study ended quickly, and the bell rang to dismiss students.

After seeing Lu Qian leave, Li Jun called out to the surrounding classmates, reminding them of the things to do tomorrow.

The students are also looking forward to tomorrow's morning self-study session.

……

Class seven.

Zhang Sisi had been sitting upright the whole time, but relaxed and leaned back in her chair the moment the bell rang to signal the end of evening self-study.

Zhang Chao didn't come to talk to her again during evening self-study, probably because he thought she couldn't leave.

A smile appeared on Zhang Sisi's face. She quickly packed her things, put the approval form given by Director Pan into her textbook, placed the textbook in the middle of her books, and slung her backpack over her shoulder, ready to leave.

Zhang Sisi glanced at her deskmate Xiao Ming, smiled and greeted him, "Goodbye, deskmate, may your dreams come true."

Xiao Ming paused for a moment, then nodded blankly, "Oh, goodbye. Huh? What dream come true?"

Zhang Sisi smiled, turned around and left.

After arriving home.

She found the approval form that required her parents' signature, and seeing that her parents had signed it, the last big weight in her heart finally lifted.

Just as she was about to go back to her room to study, Zhang's father stopped her.

"Sisi..."

Zhang Sisi turned her head and looked at him in confusion, "What's wrong, Dad?"

Mr. and Mrs. Zhang exchanged a glance, hesitating to speak. Finally, Mr. Zhang spoke up, "Sisi, don't feel pressured going to the new class. Your grades are already very good, so don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Zhang's mother nodded repeatedly, "Yes, don't put too much pressure on yourself. Your father and I always placed too much emphasis on your grades, which was wrong of us. Teacher Wang is right, no matter how important grades are, they are not as important as you."

Zhang Sisi was stunned for a moment, and a wave of sourness welled up in her nose, continuously stimulating her tear ducts.

"good!"

She paused, then smiled again, her voice trembling slightly, and said, "Mom and Dad, these things mean nothing to me!"

……

After arriving home, Zhang Zidong sat cross-legged in a chair and had been thinking for almost fifteen minutes.

His mother, Liang Yuping, passed by his bedroom door two or three times before finally unable to resist asking.

"Son, do you want to cultivate immortality?"

Zhang Zidong smirked. "What? I'm thinking about something."

"Someone confessed their feelings to you?" Liang Yuping's eyes lit up, and she suddenly became excited.

Zhang Zidong sighed, turned his chair around, and said, "Mom, I have a feeling that you might start urging me to get married after I graduate from university."

"No," Liang Yuping waved her hand. "But if you have time, I can arrange blind dates for you during your university years."

Zhang Zidong stumbled and almost fell off the stool.

"Mom, don't mess with me, I have dreams!"

"My video went viral, and I'm wondering if I should do a live stream to see what it's like."

Zhang Zidong originally thought his mother would ask what the video was, so he could show off a bit.

The next second, Liang Yuping spoke with a smile.

"That latest video you posted, I must say, it's really popular. It's got over 400,000 likes. I even bragged about it to your second aunt and little aunt today."

"I've got them all paying attention to you!"

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