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

He Yishi left the office, his steps much lighter than when he arrived.

He suddenly felt that he was quite lucky.

My family was poor and we didn't have many electronic devices. I also had to help with chores during my free time, so I didn't play many games, which largely eliminated the possibility of me developing myopia.

His parents didn't force him to stay up late studying, and he's in good health.

Most of the brothers and sisters at the family gathering during the Lunar New Year wore glasses, and a few looked rather frail.

Now I've met Teacher Lu again, who has shown me the right path.

At that moment, He Yishi secretly made up his mind that no matter what, he would study hard and not let these three people down.

The entrance to the math department.

Hu Daxing and Zhang Chao returned one after the other with their textbooks. The former was a little puzzled when he saw He Yishi's back.

As the former math teacher of Class 25, he knew He Yishi, a very honest boy. Why was he called to the office?

Did I make Teacher Lu angry?

Hu Daxing returned to his office and looked at Lu Qian with curiosity.

"Teacher Lu, did He Yishi just come by? What's wrong with the child?"

"It's nothing. This kid usually works really hard, so we called on him separately to encourage him," Lu Qian said.

Hu Daxing sighed, feeling a little regretful. "Yes, it's a pity that math isn't just about hard work; sometimes you just need a little bit of talent."

Lu Qian smiled and said, "Then, Teacher Hu, I'll go print the test papers now."

"OK."

After Lu Qian left, Hu Daxing clicked his tongue and said, "Teacher Lu is really dedicated. He's printed a lot of test papers lately."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chao narrowed his eyes and snorted, "What's there to care about being last place?"

"Alright, they've already given you the gold medal class, so say less," Hu Daxing advised.

"What do you mean 'for me'?" Zhang Chao exploded upon hearing this. "It's clearly because he can't teach the students in the top class, and the parents demanded a replacement!"

"Alright, alright, alright." Hu Daxing was at his wit's end.

How come he never noticed Zhang Chao had this kind of personality before?

I was just being nosy.

Zhang Chao had a gloomy face. Things had been better lately; the students had behaved much better under his special management. Before that, the discipline alone had caused many teachers to complain.

Therefore, Zhang Chao immediately started the punishment mode.

Bad discipline? The whole class is punished by copying classical Chinese texts, one by one they leave after finishing copying one.

Chatting in class? You'll stand and listen all morning, then chat all day!

Under this high pressure, the discipline of Class 7 gradually stabilized.

The thought of being compared to Lu Qian made Zhang Chao furious.

But the thought of Lu Qian being assigned to the worst-performing class made him feel a little better.

Just then, a message popped up on my phone.

[Teacher Zhang, I know someone who wants to get some tutoring from you. Could you arrange a spot? Money is no object as long as it helps them improve their grades.]

A hint of joy flashed in Zhang Chao's eyes, but he immediately pretended to be conflicted as he typed.

This isn't about the money...

……

After school in the afternoon, no one was in the math department.

Shao Mingrui and Zheng Benqing walked in.

They are the homeroom teachers of the top-performing classes 1 and 2, and also the subject teachers of each other's classes. They are also the group leaders of the math and physics groups, respectively.

I don't usually go back to the office; I work in the classroom so I can answer students' questions.

"Old Zheng, give me a period during evening self-study tonight, I'll go over the math test," Shao Mingrui said.

"Okay, do you think there are any math competition candidates in my class?" Zheng Benqing asked.

Shao Mingrui waved his hand and sighed, "I'll give you the most honest, objective, and straightforward conclusion, but the chances are slim. You lack a bit of inspiration; just being good at solving problems isn't enough."

Zheng Benqing: "...Eat less steamed buns, they'll make you stupid. I'm doing alright in physics, I can manage two things."

The two walked toward their workstations when suddenly, the office door was sucked open.

A sudden gust of wind blew through the window, scattering documents on many desks.

"Wow, this wind."

The two of them, one closing the door and the other the window, then came back to pick up the test papers.

Shao Mingrui picked up a test paper, glanced at it, and stood up in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Benqing saw him staring blankly, walked over and peeked over. "Isn't this a high school math problem? What's so interesting about it? Is it stumping you?"

"No, this question is very interesting." Shao Mingrui became interested.

Zheng Benqing was completely confused. "Isn't this just a function? It's not that difficult."

"What do you know, you physics teacher?" Shao Mingrui rolled his eyes at him.

Zheng Benqing: "?"

"This question is cleverly designed. It's of medium difficulty, but it incorporates all the knowledge of functions. There are also some small traps in the question."

Shao Mingrui's eyes lit up. "If a student can solve this problem on their own, it means that the student has a solid grasp of the knowledge points in this area."

"Who wrote this? It's amazing!"

Zheng Benqing looked puzzled. "Really? I didn't see that coming."

Shao Mingrui's lips twitched. "What do you know, you physics teacher?"

Zheng Benqing: "?"

However, the two often bickered in private, and Zheng Benqing was too lazy to pay attention to him.

After all, he had often complained about how Shao Mingrui didn't understand the wonders of physics.

Shao Mingrui flipped the paper over, carefully read through the other questions, and praised the paper highly.

"These questions are quite good too. This is practically a perfect test paper to assess students' knowledge!"

Zheng Benqing quickly picked up the test paper from the ground and took the test paper from Shao Mingrui's hand.

"Alright, alright, I know you guys are good at math, but it has nothing to do with you teaching 11th graders. Put your things down and go eat."

Shao Mingrui smacked his lips and put the lesson plan back on his desk.

As expected, there are still many talented people.

……

During evening self-study, Lu Qian waved the physics test paper in his hand.

"I've had some physics tutoring for a while, so here's a short quiz today."

"I set all the questions myself, and the questions on the test are all things I've taught. The first row, come and get them and pass them on."

Upon hearing that an exam was coming up, many students felt both nervous and eager to try.

During regular class interactions, my answers to questions are always correct, but to truly verify whether I've learned the material, we need to look at the exams.

The time has come to prove myself!

The classroom was quiet. Lu Qian activated the [Stealth Steps] card and wandered around to proctor the exam.

[Stealth Walk: Greatly reduces your presence when activated, making you walk silently. Active interaction will cancel the effect.]

After scanning through several students' exam papers, Lu Qian felt satisfied.

Besides the correct answer, the handwriting was also very standard, and the formulas line by line were also very well formatted.

Daily handwriting practice yields significant results, guaranteeing at least a passing grade on the exam.

The exam ended quickly, the bell rang, and the papers were collected.

Many students started comparing their answers.

They feel a surge of joy whenever they hear that their answer matches the other person's.

Lu Qian was organizing the papers, a smile playing on his lips.

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