Chapter 38: Private Cat Property, No Entry for Outside Cats
The ti of the Chinese New Year was a rather leisurely ti for the children, spending the entire day pondering over what they should play. For the adults, on the other hand, it was all sorts of bustle.
The school had officially entered holiday; there was almost no one on the campus. Suddenly, there was a sense of desolation. Two days ago, Yi Xin too had left the campus and headed ho. Papa Jiao and other teachers had a summary eting. Afterward, there was basically no need for them to go to the university anymore. Papa Jiao took the test papers ho for marking, lugging Jiao Yuan to do the manual work while little Youzi helped by the side.
Even though there was one major subject and one elective subject, it was still quite a lot, with several few classes within these departnts.
Jiao Yuan lent a hand in marking the multiple-choice questions. He didn't have any professional knowledge, but he was certainly capable of resolving the multiple choices with its ABCD. After tallying up, he would use a pen to record the marks in the blanks on the sides, making it easier for Papa Jiao to calculate the final mark after he had finished correcting other types of questions.
Papa Jiao asked little Youzi to assist by the sideline, double checking the papers that Jiao Yuan had marked. Despite being only in the second grade, Youzi was extrely familiar with addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division. Papa Jiao had even placed a calculator on the side so that Youzi could use it to check if the numbers added up. As for Jiao Yuan, he was almost in junior high school; would he still need to use a calculator for basic calculations? Jiao Yuan himself couldn't bear such an embarrassnt.
The affiliating school had released the academic reports. This ti, Jiao Yuan was fourth in the class. Papa Jiao had never explicitly demanded that he must get what placent or what mark, it was always Jiao Yuan himself who set the standard, sotis he was up to that standard and sotis hed fail. But obviously this ti, he had fulfilled his wish. The progression of things went just as Papa Jiao had predicted. When Mama Jiao took him to the mall and walked past where the toys were sold, Jiao Yuan stared at those toy guns and couldn't take his eyes off them. In the end, he chose the guns and gave up on the option to choose his own clothes.
Whereas the main reason for Jiao Yuan to sit here obediently and to help mark the exams was to earn so pocket money. One cent for each paper, it looked like there was around two to three hundred, he could also buy so 'junk food' when they go out.
Zheng Tan couched on the small foldable square table drawn that had chess patterns drawn on it, watching them as they marked the exam papers.
Each paper had traces of childish red numbers. Sotis, when he encountered people who drew on the reverse side of the paper in boredom during the exam ti, Jiao Yuan would add a few strokes and stand there giggling by himself.
"Hey, I know this teacher. Dad, isn't this the teacher who always likes to carry a portable speaker with him? Drawn with such likeness!"
Zheng Tan stretched his neck and took a peek. On the other reverse of that exam paper was a freehand portrait of the supervising teacher and Jiao Yuan had added a few strokes to it. Youzi wanted to see, but her sight was blocked by Jiao Yuan. He was heaving it under the pile of other papers, waiting till they had finished marking to show to Papa Jiao and certainly wouldn't let her see, because he had doodled a small penis on the teacher's crotch. He even used a similar colored ball-point pen and not the red pen for marking to avoid any suspicion.
Anyhow, the sester final-exam wouldn't be handed out, unless any student had queries with their grades and had requested to see the paper, and only then would it be distributed. Under normal circumstances, these sketches would usually not be seen by anyone else, so Papa Jiao didn't say anything to Jiao Yuan's deeds.
Zheng Tan gently pulled his ears. That rascal had such vulgar tastes.
Shortly after, Zheng Tan heard another cry of "huh?" from Jiao Yuan.
"Dad, this person said he has never studied English before, asking you to go easy on him."
Jiao Yuan said, pointing at the entirely English noun-explaining questions right above the multiple choice that was on the paper in his hand.
Zheng Tan could see that on the blank space beneath the first major question of the exam, below the completely English noun explaining the question, there was an annotation written with a fountain pen. "My dear Mr. Jiao, I am from the XX ethnic group. I have never studied English and did my university entrance exam in the language R. Please be lenient if my response was bad"
According to the requirents of Chu Hua University, those that failed imdiately retook this course. It had been re-examination before, but the school found out that so people had the minds to leave things to chance. If they couldn't pass, they would do a re-examination since the reexamination was let slip easily, so they beca more and more laid back. This resulted in the school implenting a new policy this year those who fail would directly retake the course.
Initially, a lot of people protested. When Zheng Tan went out for a morning walk, he even saw sheets of paper stuck on the walls and branches of trees. Those were the protests lodged anonymously. Owing to the fact that other schools in Chu Hua City were not as strict, the students condemned the school for being too inhumane, but in the end, they gave up. So felt ashad that they had to take the class with the juniors in lower grade when they failed the course, while other were rather optimistic because they now got to know many pretty girls from the junior year.
After hearing Jiao Yuan's words, Papa Jiao looked at the na on the paper and said, "I know this person's conditions, so do the other teachers. We will loosen the criteria for him when the ti cos."
"Ah, who would have thought that there is such a good thing. Next ti when I get examined on literature and language, I will write at the end of my composition, Sir I have injured my hand, and my handwriting wouldnt be decent with my injuries. Please go easy on ."
Writing was always a pain for Jiao Yuan, dragging his literature and language marks down because of his poor fountain pen handwriting. Sotis, only a mark or two would make a difference in the rankings. If he had fallen behind in the ranks, then his parents wouldn't fulfill his wishes. That's why Jiao Yuan had great resentnts against it.
However, even though Jiao Yao's fountain pen writings were not exceptional, his Chinese brush calligraphy was the polar opposite.
When Jiao Yuan entered the primary school Chinese calligraphy competition, his calligraphy shocked his head teacher. How could soone, whose fountain pen calligraphy looked as if it experiences aplasia, have such brush calligraphy?! Even most middle school students couldnt compete with such handwritings. Using the words of his head teacher, his calligraphy was already 'reflecting so strength in character.
His head teacher also later exclaid, "Jiao Yuan, when will your fountain pen calligraphy have so style too? Don't always be 'underdeveloped'."
Zheng Tan had seen Jiao Yuan's fountain pen handwritings. There was a frad Chinese calligraphy that hung on the wall of Jiao Yuan's room. There were also so sticky notes around the room that were written with fountain pens. The contrast was so f*cking intense that if he hadnt known the truth, he would have never believed that it was written by the sa person.
Jiao Yuan looked at the exam paper in his hands. His mind began to race as he spun his pen.
The sester final exam was cross examined. His own teachers would be marking the papers from the other class, the teacher that marks his paper wouldnt be able to identify his handwriting Jiao Yuan nodded, yes, this plan is workable!
"Wipe it out of your head, if you do this in the middle school entrance exam, it would definitely have the opposite result. You think that those teachers are stupid? " Papa Jiao didn't even take a look at him, but he knew as soon as Jiao Yuan started spinning his pen that the boy was planning so trickery.
"Oh." Jiao Yuan sighed and went back to the rest of the markings.
Beep beep beep
The phone in the bedroom rang.
Papa Jiao looked at the caller ID. His facial expression grew faint.
"Hello"
Zheng Tan's hearing was much better than the two kids. The bedroom was only so big and wasn't a distant away, so he could hear the conversation on the phone.
It was a woman's voice. Most of the ti, it was that woman who spoke, her words intermingled with an occasional phrase in English. Papa Jiao stood there with the receiver, rely responding once or twice and didn't say much.
Papa Jiao was a man of few words, but to Zheng Tan's knowledge, Papa Jiao wasn't usually this indifferent when he was on the phone.
The person on the phone ntioned "she" several tis, though Zheng Tan didn't know who "she" was referring to. The woman said with a great frequency that she would wire the money and hoped that Papa Jiao would take care of "her".
Soti later, Papa Jiao finally stopped saying words that ran in the line of "yeah
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