Redemption from the Abyss: The School Beauty Insists on Pulling Me Out of the Mire

[Old Town Aerospace Braised Chicken]

After school, Xie Wang dragged the two of them to eat at Xiang's again.

Lu Yi sat in the corner, with a bowl of white rice piled up like a small mountain in front of him.

"The person who set the last big math question in this mock exam must have a deep personal grudge against romanticism, otherwise it's impossible to explain why he would put three implicit conditions into an analytic geometry problem at the same time."

Xie Wang smiled and looked at him:

"Did you finish it?"

Lu Yi fell silent.

"I used a literary approach to philosophically abandon it."

"So it wasn't done."

Su Qinghe complained.

When it was time to pay, Su Qinghe stood up to get her phone, but Xie Wang was one step ahead of her and scanned the sixty-yuan bill.

Lu Yi put his hands together in prayer:

"Thank you for the meal, benefactor."

The three people walked out of the restaurant.

Since the two said they wanted to explore on their own, Lu Yi rode off on his pink chopped chili fish head bicycle.

Su Qinghe turned her head and blinked at Xie Wang:

"How did the exam go?"

Xie thought for a moment:

"I had no problems with the combined science and math subjects, and my English was alright too."

……

The next morning, after the second period, Lao Li walked into the classroom.

He slammed the report card on the podium and pushed up his glasses.

"The results of the third mock exam are out."

The classroom was completely silent.

"Su Qinghe, ranked first in the city, with a total score of 738."

When Old Li read out this name, the pride in his voice almost overflowed from his throat.

Su Qinghe sat in his seat, nodded slightly, and his expression did not change.

"Xie Wang, fourth in the city, with a total score of 691."

Xie Wang leaned back in his chair, his brow twitching slightly when he heard the ranking.

Fourth in the city.

I ranked fourth in the city in the last final exam.

They remained stagnant, but their total score was actually seven points lower than the final exam score.

After reading a few more names, Old Li put down the report cards and let the subject representatives check them themselves.

Su Qinghe's gaze calmly fell on Xie Wang.

"Thank you, Wang!"

Xie Wang looked at Teacher Su resignedly.

Su Qinghe borrowed Xie Wang's report card from Lao Li and unfolded it.

Mathematics 150.

English 140.

Physics score: full marks.

Chemistry 92.

Biology 88.

Chinese Language 115.

When she saw the Chinese language section, her finger paused on the paper for a second.

Then he raised his head.

"Chinese Language 115?"

Xie Wang took half a step back.

"I can explain."

"What are you explaining?" Su Qinghe's voice was low, and there was a dangerous glint in his cold eyes.

"I got all the classical Chinese poems right in the recitation."

"You only got six points on the classical poetry recitation, so what if you got them all right?"

Xie Wang let out a muffled, dry laugh.

Su Qinghe rolled up the report card and slapped Xie Wang's arm.

The force wasn't heavy, but the attitude was very clear.

"I told you not to take reading comprehension seriously, I told you not to memorize essay materials, and I told you not to play games and help Su Yu rank up before the exam."

He would tap the phone after each sentence was spoken.

Xie Wang dodged while grimacing and begging for mercy in a low voice.

"Teacher Su, please be gentle, please be gentle. I still need to use my arm to write."

Lin Lu lay on the table in front of her, laughing so hard her whole body was shaking.

Su Qinghe put away the report card and took a deep breath.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the senior year office was completely different.

Old Li sat at his workstation, holding Xie Wang's report card in his hands, a wide grin stretching from ear to ear.

He glanced at the math section first.

150.

Full marks.

Old Li pushed up his glasses and waved the report card in front of Ms. Zheng, the Chinese teacher next to him.

"Old Zheng, look at this! Look at this math score! A perfect score! The only one in the whole city to get it."

Teacher Zheng was drinking goji berry water from a thermos when her gaze fell on the red number 150, and she nodded politely.

Old Li turned another page.

English 140.

Miss Chen, who was sitting diagonally across from me, was chatting with the English teacher from the next class when she saw this score and stopped talking.

"Xie Wang is a really good kid. When he first transferred here, his English score was only in the 80s, but in such a short time, it's already 140."

MissChen's tone was filled with undisguised satisfaction.

"His rate of progress is absolutely unparalleled in my more than ten years of teaching career."

The English teacher next to them clicked her tongue in amazement.

Old Li's lips were practically curled up to the ceiling as he smugly turned to the next page of the report card.

Then his gaze fell on the Chinese language score column.

115.

Old Li's smile froze on the spot.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Teacher Zheng from the Chinese language teaching and research group sitting opposite him.

Teacher Zheng's face was extremely dark at this moment.

Mathematics 150.

English 140.

Physics score: full marks.

Chinese Language 115.

Teacher Zheng's mind was in turmoil.

He ranked third in the city overall, and his combined scores in math, physics, chemistry, and English were simply phenomenal. However, his Chinese score dragged down his overall score by nearly 30 points.

His Chinese language score is directly linked to his year-end performance evaluation.

It’s over.

His prize money.

His old face was sobbing.

Teacher Zheng took a deep breath, stood up, and walked towards the classroom of Class 1, Grade 12 with her lesson plan.

Teacher Zheng pushed open the classroom door and walked in.

As Xie Wang sat in his seat and saw Teacher Zheng walk in from afar, he thought to himself:

It's over.

However, when Teacher Zheng walked up to him, she did not put on a stern face.

"Thank you, classmate Xie Wang."

Xie Wang's back hair stood on end.

"You didn't do so well on the Chinese exam this time. Did you find any section particularly difficult?"

Xie Wang nodded stiffly.

"I'm not quite sure about some of the reading comprehension question types."

Teacher Zheng patted him on the shoulder.

"It's okay, you can come and ask the teacher anytime if you don't understand anything. The office door is always open for you."

His smile was as warm as the spring breeze in March.

"You and Lu Yi are good friends. He has a very solid foundation in Chinese. You should communicate with him more often and learn from each other."

Xie Wang opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

He was mentally prepared to be scolded, but Teacher Zheng was so gentle that it was like she was a completely different person.

"Okay, Teacher Zheng, I will definitely work hard."

Xie Wang forced himself to reply.

Teacher Zheng nodded in satisfaction, then turned and walked back to the podium.

Xie Wang let out a long breath and turned to look at Su Qinghe.

Su Qinghe's lips moved slightly, and he silently uttered three words.

You deserve it.