??Chapter 24: Chapter 24 Leading the Whole Class Astray
Chapter 24: Chapter 24 Leading the Whole Class Astray
“Now that you ntion it, I do rember. She had her adoption dissolved two years ago. But I’m not exactly sure what happened. Did you hear anything?”
Jiang Fanyue relayed, in full detail, the information she had gathered from Gu Jiashun to Liang Jinlan.
Liang Jinlan frowned deeply as she listened, cursing angrily, “What an ungrateful wretch!”
“I said the sa thing. Who does she think she is, not only lacking in gratitude but also thinking about repaying kindness with enmity. Luckily, a person like that is no longer in our class. But since she’s in the sa class as my sister, I’m concerned she might influence her…”
Liang Jinlan didn’t care whether Jiang Zhe would be influenced or not, as long as Jiang Zhe didn’t continue to entangle with the Gu Family and Jiang Family, it was fine.
However, this Xiao ng, she weighed her in her heart and made up her mind about sothing.
…
Inside the Lushan Courtyard.
The sound system turned on, and the sound of the piano flowed out.
Nearly every piano piece was, without exception, “Fantaisie-Impromptu,” a composition by Chopin that is impassioned and far from being soothing.
Fen Ye found it hard to imagine soone using such piano music to help fall asleep.
A cup of fresh tea sat in front of Qin Jingchen, calmly steaming.
“Next piece,” Qin Jingchen’s brows were slightly furrowed.
The sound system automatically switched to the next piece.
The sa piece entered his ears, and without noticing any difference, Fen Ye listened as Qin Jingchen continued, “Next piece.”
“Next piece.”
“Next piece.”
Each piece wasn’t allowed more than six seconds of play before Qin Jingchen stopped it.
Fen Ye couldn’t help but suggest, “Jingchen, why not listen for a few more seconds?”
“They are all wrong.”
Fen Ye knew Jingchen had an excellent mory for music, but selecting the elderly Mrs. Qin’s sleeping music like this without playing it for her seed sowhat unreliable to him.
“Next piece,” Qin Jingchen persisted.
Fen Ye stopped talking as well, and as the sa sounds continued, Fen Ye found himself dozing off.
Until he suddenly awoke to find the music had stopped, and outside, a light rain had started to fall.
Qin Jingchen was still savoring the tea in front of him, his eyes clear and showing no sign of sleepiness.
“Jingchen, take a latonin and get so rest. I’ll go record it again later,” Fen Ye suggested, knowing that Jingchen also tended to have poor sleep, probably due to genetics.
“You go to sleep first, I’m going to get sothing from the car.”
“I’ll get it for you!” Fen Ye stood up first.
“No need.” Qin Jingchen got up and left, his white clothes carrying a hint of sandalwood scent as he stepped out.
Fen Ye, overwheld by sleepiness, rolled back to the guest room to rest.
Monts later, Qin Jingchen returned with a blanket, which apart from the sandalwood scent, had another fragrance – subtle, elegant, distant, and yet not overpowered by the sandalwood.
He covered himself with the blanket, sleep slowly creeping over him, and he finally closed his eyes.
…
The unnad class was quiet during the morning self-study session, with Song Xingyu presiding over it.
Si Qing started distributing yesterday’s test papers.
“Jiang Zhe, here’s yours.”
Jiang Zhe took it, and Gu Jiashun glanced over, a score of 0.
Last ti she scored in the teens, and now she’s actually regressed even further.
I really have no idea what she’s been thinking.
“Xiao ng, yours.”
Xia Enci leaned over to take a glance, “Xiao ng, not bad at all. You’ve scored 120 or 130 for the recent tests, and 80 or 90 in every auxiliary subject. Who decided to transfer you to our class?”
“I was in Class 1 before, and indeed, I did perform very poorly a few tis,” said Xiao ng softly.
During her ti in the unnad class, she had felt more at ease, and her grades gradually began to recover.
“Victory and defeat are common in war. With your grades, you should at least be in Class B. What were they thinking!”
Xiao ng pursed her lips and said nothing.
A little while later, Si Qing ca over and said, “Xiao ng, Teacher Lou is asking for you.”
“I’ll be right there,” Xiao ng said, handing her paper to Xia Enci. “Take a look first, I’ll co back later to explain the problems to you.”
“Alright,” Xia Enci said, grabbing Si Qing, “What does Teacher Lou want with Xiao ng? Is she going back to Class 1, or is it just a simple comndation?”
Si Qing scratched his head with difficulty, “Besides Teacher Lou, there are also parents, Teacher Tian from Class 1 and Director Han present. But from their looks, it doesn’t seem like a comndation.”
“If not a comndation, what else could it be?” Xia Enci couldn’t figure it out.
Song Xingyu sat nearby, twirling a pen with a rogue air, and stood up to say, “We’ll find out if we take a look.”
Jiang Zhe had been chewing gum nonchalantly the whole ti, casually writing sothing on a test booklet, but her writing was so ssy no one could make out what it was.
Shortly after, Song Xingyu ran back, his face sweaty, “Jiang Zhe, they’re going to expel Xiao ng!”
The tip of Jiang Zhe’s nose traced a line on the paper, tearing the test booklet.
She stood up and walked towards the door.
“Jiang Zhe!” Song Xingyu followed her, “I didn’t catch the details of what happened, so don’t clash with the teachers!”
What if Jiang Zhe got expelled again? What then?
Now he secretly regretted his poor academic performance, as it carried no weight with his parents. If only he were in even Class C, his father would have agreed to step in and help.
“Don’t follow !” Jiang Zhe said in a low voice.
Though not loud, Song Xingyu found himself unable to move his feet any further.
All he could do was watch as Jiang Zhe’s figure disappeared in front of him.
When Jiang Zhe reached the door of Director Han’s office, she knocked.
Lou Qiaoyin ca to open the door; seeing her, she imdiately said, “If there’s sothing to discuss, let’s do it later. We are all busy right now.”
“Busy with Xiao ng’s matter? That’s exactly what I’m here for,” Jiang Zhe pushed the door open and walked in.
Director Han and Teacher Tian looked displeased, while Xiao ng was standing to one side, crying with red-rimd eyes.
There was also a fashionably dressed middle-aged woman sitting across from Director Han, with an imperious look on her face.
Jiang Zhe walked straight up to Xiao ng. The seated middle-aged woman looked up at Jiang Zhe, and seeing how she wore her school uniform provocatively and had the look of a fem fatale, she couldn’t help but speak with a sneer, “Is this also a student from No. 1 High School? Dressed like that, no wonder she associates with the sa kind of bad company.”
“Mrs. Chen, please don’t make random comnts about the students,” Lou Qiaoyin intervened.
“What, did I say sothing wrong? Look at the one who just ca in—her appearance and the way she’s dressed— who knows what trouble she gets up to every day. And this Xiao ng, seducing her own foster father, your school has been completely silent about this matter, covering for her, indulging her. No wonder she’s capable of leading an entire class astray!”
A hint of red flashed across Jiang Zhe’s eyes.
She squeezed her knuckles, producing a clear, crisp sound.
If it weren’t for Xiao ng, her fist would have already been thrown.
Jiang Zhe struggled to control her emotions.
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