"Yes, if my child could have half of Mianmian’s smarts, I’d be content."
"My kid’s the same, acting like doing homework is a death sentence."
Jiang Mianmian listened to these familiar words and suddenly felt a subtle sense of triumph, as if a serf had turned over to sing a song.
There was a time when she was the subject of such talk, but now she had transformed into "the child from another family."
How unpredictable the world was.
The other children, hearing their mothers praising Jiang Mianmian and belittling them, all secretly glared at her with envy.
The two boys who had always isolated her, calling her a country bumpkin and pulling on her braids, looked like they wanted to give her a beating.
Jiang Mianmian, who held grudges, glanced around and said to the group of parents, "Aunties, the biggest reason for poor academic performance is simply not working hard enough. Diligence can make up for clumsiness—if a student is willing to read more books and do more homework than others, they will surely catch up."
"Really?" several parents exclaimed, their eyes lighting up. Their children’s academic performance was their biggest headache.
"Of course it’s true," Jiang Mianmian nodded earnestly. "That’s how I got good results."
Su Wanyu chimed in to certify, "My Mianmian studies until ten o’clock every night and wakes up before dawn to read. Even on holidays, she doesn’t go out but stays home reading and writing."
Her words were, of course, an exaggeration, but the neighbors didn’t know this and took it as truth.
So they stopped chatting and immediately stood up to drag their children home to do homework.
The naughty kids: "..."
Jiang Mianmian, just you wait!!
Jiang Mianmian watched this unfold with a feeling of utter refreshment.
Hmph, that’s for pulling on my braids!
Lying on her soft bed at home, Jiang Mianmian suddenly remembered that she had been a slacker student herself and had been forced by the system to study and become a top student.
For this, she was truly grateful to the system.
Jiang Mianmian suddenly became a bit emotional and said, "System, thank you for forcing me to study before, and for my achievements now."
The system, upon hearing Jiang Mianmian’s words, almost burst into tears of joy.
Had it been easy for it during this time?
Although the system was emotionally moved, it still maintained its cool demeanor, "No need to thank me, as my duty is to train the host into a true top student."
After a pause, it added, "However, I am gratified by the host’s achievements today."
Jiang Mianmian clenched her fist, "You can count on me to keep working hard!"
System: "Good, I’ll be watching."
At noon, Jiang Changhai came home from work for lunch and said while eating, "Wife, I took a half-day off this afternoon. With our daughter’s essay being published in the newspaper, how could we not tell her grandparents? So let’s head back to the village after lunch to share the good news."
He had bragged and showed off at the factory enough, and now he was still thinking about flaunting back in the village, finding himself unable to focus on his work.
Finally unable to contain his excitement, he went to Factory Director Zheng to request the afternoon off.
Su Wanyu nodded delightedly, "Alright, Brother Hai, after eating, wait for me to wash my hair and change my clothes, then we can go."