How to raise a father who is overly controlling of his daughter

"Keep arguing! Why don't you stop?" the homeroom teacher said angrily. "Don't you guys look like you're preparing for the high school entrance exam? You're about to poop in your pants, so act like students, okay?"

“I’ve taught so many classes, and you guys were the noisiest during your high school entrance exams. Other students practically split their time in half, staying in the classroom to study after class except for bathroom breaks… and you guys!”

Seeing the students hanging their heads in silence, the homeroom teacher sighed, "There's no point in talking to you. You're all grown up now, and you don't need others following you around all the time." She called to Yixue, "Class monitor, come up and lead the reading. If anyone makes a sound later, write down their name."

"Okay, I understand." Yixue nodded and stood on the podium with her Chinese textbook.

The homeroom teacher nodded, turned around and went back to the office, entrusting Yixue with peace of mind.

Yi Xue said in a clear voice, "Turn to page 178 and memorize the ten ancient poems after the lesson. 'From the Army,' by Yang Jiong of the Tang Dynasty."

Yi Xue would recite a line, and the students below the stage would repeat it.

Most students were reading along, while a small number were not reading, doing other things, or secretly talking to their deskmates.

As long as they don't go too far, or make too much noise or be too conspicuous, Yixue usually turns a blind eye.

But if someone goes too far and doesn't give her face, Yixue will write it down and then tell the teacher.

Even if you beg her not to tell the teacher afterward, she won't back down. She'll just smile, shake her head, and say, "No."

She's completely different from Chen Yisi, the soft-hearted class monitor in Rena's class.

Yixue has been the class monitor for so long, and she has a very good way of doing things.

Those students may not seem afraid of the teacher on the surface, but they are still a little timid inside.

As long as it's not too outrageous, you can turn a blind eye. Don't be too strict, otherwise it will have the opposite effect, making people think they're immune to criticism and eventually ignoring you.

But serious cases can't be let off the hook, no matter what you say. Otherwise, people will think you're easy to talk to, have no personality or temper, and won't be afraid of you.

The homeroom teacher came out of the office, quietly walked to the window, and saw that all the students in the class were reading attentively. He nodded in satisfaction.

Looking at Yixue leading the reading at the podium, the homeroom teacher felt gratified and relieved. "Yixue is really worry-free. I don't know how her parents raised her. She's so sensible."

……

Reina's class.

Let's rewind to 7:30.

Almost all the students in the class were present, and the classroom was noisy.

Rena quickly returned to her seat, took out her math book for the first class, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Rena had just arrived when the math teacher arrived at the door.

Reina's deskmate, Kyoko, asked, "Reina, why are you so late? If you had been any later, you would have been in big trouble."

"Ugh, I know the first class is that old hag's. It's all Dad's fault for not waking me up!"

Rena directly shifted all the blame onto Itsuki.

If Yi Yue were here, she'd be furious. He already woke you up and set an alarm! It's all your fault, okay?!

"Hey, what does this have to do with Rena's dad?" Kyoko blinked.

"He didn't wake me up, so I was late," Rena said matter-of-factly.

Kyoko said helplessly, "Shouldn't everyone get up by themselves? Does Rena need her father to call her?"

“Eh…” Rena felt embarrassed when she heard Kyoko say that.

"I don't care, it's all his fault this time!" Rena said stubbornly in a low voice. Seeing Kyoko's helpless look, Rena pursed her lips: "Okay, okay, next time I won't need him to wake me up, I'll get up by myself."

“Rena, even elementary school students wake up by themselves now, without their parents calling them,” Kyoko said. “If other people knew that you still need your dad to wake you up, they would laugh their heads off.”

"Okay, I know." Rena pouted, thinking to herself, "There's nothing funny about Dad waking me up."

At the next table, Chen Mingzhen and Zhu Ke suddenly remembered something, rummaged through their bags, and cried out in despair, "We're doomed! We forgot our politics textbooks! We're doomed!"

Kyoko glanced at it and asked Rena, "Rena, you should have brought your political science textbook, right?"

"Of course I brought it!" Rena laughed. She had specifically placed it next to her schoolbag yesterday, how could she have forgotten it?

"That's good. Yesterday, the politics teacher suddenly came over and said the class was changed, and we have to bring our politics textbooks today. If we hadn't brought them, we would have been in big trouble. We might have had to stand in the hallway for the whole class as punishment."

Xingzi said seriously, "The politics teacher has a bad temper and hates students who forget to bring their books the most."

"Chinese, math, and English are the main subjects, so why don't we need to study politics and morality?" This is the most common sentence that politics teachers say when they get angry.

The worst part is that the politics teacher is the vice principal.

"Don't worry, I even put it next to my bag yesterday," Rena said with a smile, opening her bag to get her politics book. But as she flipped through it, her smile slowly faded.

"What's wrong, Reina?" Kyoko sensed something was amiss.

"No, no way..." Rena froze, searching high and low in disbelief, almost emptying all the books to search again.

Kyoko tentatively asked, "Rena, you didn't leave your politics book at home, did you?"

Rena, like a wound-up robot, slowly turned her head, her face contorted in a grimace, forcing a smile: "It seems, maybe, perhaps, should, probably..."

"So, does it exist or not?" Kyoko asked.

Rena shook her head with a mournful face.

"Ugh, I'm really fed up with you." Kyoko felt a headache coming on.

Rena looked like she was about to cry: "What should I do, Kyoko?"

Chapter Forty-Five: Stingy

"Don't worry," Xingzi comforted her. "The political class is in the second period, there's still time."

Rena blinked.

Xingzi had a sudden inspiration and said, "Isn't there another politics teacher who teaches Class 3? Class 3 has politics class in the first period, and they don't need the books after class. We can borrow them from them."

"Oh right!" Rena exclaimed, her eyes widening, but her enthusiasm quickly faded. "But I don't know any of the students in Class 3." She looked at Kyoko expectantly. "Kyoko, you should know them, right?"

Apricot was a little embarrassed and said in a low voice, "I don't know either."

Upon hearing Kyoko's words, Rena lowered her head dejectedly: "Well, then it's all for nothing."

"Rena can ask someone who knows students from other classes to help her borrow it," Kyoko said.

Rena muttered under her breath, "How could they possibly help us borrow it?"

Although I can talk to all my classmates and they all seem easy to talk to, most of them are stingy.

When asked to do something, they all make excuses and refuse.

"Don't say that, just ask them," Kyoko encouraged.

"I'll give it a try," Rena nodded and asked the person in front of her.

The boy in front of me was tall and dark-skinned, wearing black glasses. He was a good student, ranking in the upper-middle range of the class. His name was Chen Xunbo, and because of his dark skin, everyone called him "Blackie." He seemed quite approachable.

"Do you know any classmates in other classes? I forgot to bring my politics textbook, could you borrow one for me?" Rena asked.

Chen Xunbo immediately shook his head: "I don't know him either."

Reina looked at Chen Xunbo's deskmate. His name was Lin Yuxuan, and he was fair-skinned and chubby. He shook his head and said, "How would I know him?"

"Oh, okay then," Rena said regretfully, and the two people at the table in front of her turned back.

Kyoko comforted Rena, "It's okay, let's ask the others."

Reina scoffed and whispered, "I don't know if Lin Yuxuan knows any of the other students, but he definitely knows that dark-skinned guy. I just saw him borrowing a book from the class next door last time!"

Rena said angrily to Kyoko, "I guarantee they won't lend it to me. They're all so stingy."

Unless it's a very small favor, or you have a good relationship, or it's something valuable that you hope he'll help you in the future.

Otherwise, most students won't help because they find it troublesome and inconvenient.

"Don't say that. What if someone helps you? Try again," Kyoko comforted her, thinking that none of her classmates were that stingy.

"Don't believe me?" Rena scoffed. "If you don't believe me, I'll ask you and see if anyone is willing to help me."

Rena went to ask the student at the next table on her left, the one next to Chen Mingzhen.

Chen Mingzhen said irritably, "I didn't even bring any books with me, how can I help you? I don't even know if anyone will be willing to help me."

Zhu Ke snorted, "Even if we know each other, I won't help you."

Lin Yuxin replied simply, "I don't know her!"

Rena ran into a wall and turned to look at Kyoko.

Kyoko gave an awkward smile: "How could you borrow from them?"

Chen Mingzhen's group consists of people who don't study or strive for improvement. In Xingzi's eyes, it's normal that they don't lend money.

To prove it to Kyoko, Rena asked the person at the next table on her right.

The people at the next table were all making up all sorts of excuses, subtly expressing that they didn't want to help.

Finally, I asked Chen Yisi, the class monitor who was passing by collecting homework.

Chen Yisi is a very kind person, but she also said, "I really want to help you borrow it, but three classmates have already asked me for help, and I can't do anything about it. I'm really sorry."

"It's alright," Rena said with a smile. After the class monitor walked away, she said helplessly to Kyoko beside her, "See, no one's going to lend it to us."

"How could this happen? It was just a small favor." Kyoko said, somewhat dejected.

Rena, on the other hand, said nonchalantly, "It's just too much trouble."

Put yourself in their shoes. If you were in their shoes, you would hesitate for a long time if someone asked you for help. It's perfectly normal to hesitate because you think it's too much trouble, and you would make up many excuses to refuse.

"Is it too much trouble?" Kyoko murmured softly, thinking that if it were her, she would definitely help. It's not a big deal, so why won't she help with such a small thing?

"If it were you, Reina, would you help?" Kyoko asked seriously.

Rena casually replied, "It depends on who it is. If it's someone like Chen Mingzhen, I wouldn't bother lending them money. If it's just a regular classmate, I might consider it. But if it's Kyoko..."

"What do you think of what I said?" Kyoko asked hurriedly, looking at Rena eagerly.

"Hehe, of course I'll help!" Rena laughed. "Kyoko is my best friend, I'll help her no matter what!"

“Rena…” Kyoko was touched and said with a soft “Mmm,” “Rena is also my best friend. If there’s anything I can do to help you, I’ll definitely do it!”

"Haha, of course I know!" Rena laughed happily.