The math teacher pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose. "I’ll give everyone twenty minutes to work on the problem on the board, and after twenty minutes, I’ll ask a student to co up and write the answer. All right, ti starts now!"
Guan Lulu watched as the teacher wrote the problem on the board, her eyes shifting around.
Twenty minutes later, the math teacher stood on the podium, looking at the students all bowing their heads. "Is there any student willing to volunteer to solve the problem? If you get it right, it will count as your final exam score!"
Guan Lulu asked, "Teacher, what if we get it wrong?"
Everyone looked at the teacher.
The teacher smiled and said, "Well, naturally you will fail the course!"
The next second, everyone’s heads drooped down like ostriches.
Guan Lulu stood up. "Teacher, I’ll answer it, but I want An Yan to join ."
The teacher rembered An Yan, having heard she was a girl fond of nightclubs and had many bad habits. He detested these kinds of people the most, seeing them as social cancers, trash.
Such people didn’t even need to take exams to know they would definitely fail.
Today was a perfect opportunity to rightfully make her fail!
He said, "Fine! An Yan, please co up here!" He looked around. "Is An Yan not in class today? Daring to skip class, how did such scum even get into Jiang University?"
An Yan stood up. "I am An Yan! Teacher, you might need to change your glasses prescription. Also, constantly calling people scum can affect your moral integrity as a teacher."
"You are An Yan?" The teacher was taken aback, clearly seeing two different people!
"Do I need to bring you a DNA test report?" An Yan didn’t waste any more words, glanced at Guan Lulu, and walked up to the podium.
An Yirou tugged at Guan Lulu’s arm. "Lulu, what are you going to do?"
"Don’t worry! The principal is my younger uncle, they really can’t let fail!" Guan Lulu said with a smile as she walked up to the podium.
The classroom was silent except for the sound of furious scribbling on the blackboard; there wasn’t even a sound of breathing.
Everyone watched in awe as An Yan quickly wrote down not just one thod of solving the problem, but several.
After solving her own problem, An Yan walked over to Guan Lulu’s side and solved her problem with three different thods.
In less than ten minutes in total, she had solved two major problems using various thods.
An Yan turned around, threw the whiteboard marker on the desk, and looked at the teacher. "I recorded everything you said just now. For the final exam results, I want to see Guan Lulu fail! Even if it ans retaking the credits, I will apply to supervise the exam. I believe Jiang University won’t engage in favoritism, even if the student is related to the principal!"
Teacher: "..."
Guan Lulu: "..."
Everyone: "..."
An Yan returned to her desk, grabbed her bag, and walked to the podium, looking at the math teacher. "Since this counts as the final exam score, I don’t think there’s any need for to waste ti here anymore."
She shook her phone at the bewildered Guan Lulu. "I’ve already posted this video to the campus network. I’ll be waiting for your failure in the finals!"
Watching An Yan’s retreating figure disappear through the door, Guan Lulu stomped her foot angrily and shouted at the teacher, "I don’t care! I can’t fail! What kind of bullshit question did you give?"
The teacher grew angry. "Did I ask you to co up and write? Weren’t you the one who volunteered? Now I understand, you actually don’t know how to do it! You just wanted An Yan to fail, but it turned out she could solve the problem using different thods. Now that she has solved it, you think about using the principal to pressure ! Let tell you, you are definitely failing the finals! Besides, I’ve taught all the problems, and An Yan’s thods have already gone beyond what I covered in class!"
After saying that, he was stunned himself.
He suddenly turned around to look at the blackboard, where the problem-solving approach was truly rare, sharp, and tricky. How on earth did An Yan solve it?
The crowd was also puzzled. Wasn’t An Yan from the countryside?
Isn’t it said that she didn’t even graduate from elentary school?
Inconceivable!
After two days of ferntation, the advanced math class video spread across the campus network.
The school had called in technicians to delete it, but the video carried a virus that would infect the computers of anyone who clicked ’delete,’ causing their systems to crash completely.
The school, left with no choice, could only let it be.
Now everyone in the school knew that Guan Lulu was going to fail her end-term math exam.
So, Guan Lulu threw tantrums and even threatened to hang herself, then dragged An Yirou and three classmates into the principal’s office.
"Younger Uncle, you can’t just ignore ! That An Yan even slapped twice in public yesterday..."
Guan Dong frowned, "Why didn’t you give a heads up before coming?"
Guan Lulu, accustod to being arrogant, replied, "What’s the problem! Can’t I even speak now?"
Guan Dong gave a aningful glance.
Guan Lulu looked inside, only to see a man in a ticulously ironed suit sitting on the couch, his long legs crossed, his aura of nobility perating the room. Just one glance at him, and his superior posture pressured her into submission.
Her heart raced, her breathing becoming rapid.
If she had known earlier that Shiyan would be here, she would have maintained her most graceful deanor.
An Yirou’s eyes lit up as she approached, respectably saying, "Younger Uncle, you are here too!"
Guan Lulu also stepped forward, her face showing a shy expression as she extended her right hand, "President Fu, hello, I am Principal Guan’s niece, Guan Lulu."
Fu Shiyan glanced indifferently at Guan Lulu’s extended hand, rely humming a response.
Guan Lulu awkwardly withdrew her hand, smiled, and said, "President Fu, if you have matters to discuss, we can wait outside."
"No need. The matter of the lab donation needs to be discussed for a while, but we can address your issue first," said Fu Shiyan, looking towards Guan Dong.
Guan Dong felt frustrated internally. The lab matter was of great importance, yet now they had to waste ti on this trivial issue.
He asked, "What exactly happened?"
Guan Lulu suddenly burst into tears, "It’s that transfer student, An Yan. She bullied . She made go up on stage to compete with her in solving problems; I was forced. Younger Uncle, I don’t want to fail, and An Yan even said that even if I redo the course, she’ll apply to invigilate the exam. Why should she? She’s just targeting !"
Guan Dong frowned, "Why is she targeting you?"
"Isn’t it because I stood up for a friend, sacrificing myself for them, so now she’s added both new grudges and old grievances against ?" she said, looking towards Fu Shiyan, "President Fu, that An Yan is really too much! Clearly Yirou and Young Master Fu are a couple, yet she deliberately steps in, trying to marry Young Master Fu. You tell , how shaless is An Yan!"
"Really." Fu Shiyan chuckled deeply, his handso face revealing a brazen curiosity, "Then let’s call this shaless person here to confront her directly."
Upon hearing Fu Shiyan’s decree, Guan Dong imdiately asked the departnt head to contact An Yan and summon her to the principal’s office.
Ten minutes later, An Yan entered the office.
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