Translator: Yunyi
Occasionally, she would quietly turn a page, and there would be a slight rustling sound.
Her impetuous mood seemed to have calmed down all of a sudden.
In such an environment, the mid-term exam arrived as scheduled.
Unsurprisingly, Class 3-3 was still first in the entire grade.
Their results were becoming more and more stable, and it made Wang Zhongyun’s smile stick to his face.
But he knew that even to outsiders, he would say the same thing: the credit was not his. He attended classes on time and taught them well, but these good-for-nothings did not change because of him.
And with Song Yaoyao’s practice papers, he could clearly see the progress.
For example, in the beginning, when she came up with the questions, there would sometimes be loopholes such as not enough important points covered. Of course, this wasn’t because Song Yaoyao’s results weren’t good, it was just that she had only been studying by herself in the past and had suddenly taken over the responsibility of being a teacher, so she wasn’t familiar with it.
When the students of Class 3-3 began improving, Song Yaoyao naturally improved as well.
Now, when Wang Zhongyun saw the practice papers, he was shocked.
When the teachers of the other classes saw that Class 3-3’s results were improving so quickly, they immediately went to Wang Zhongyun and wanted their class’ practice papers as well.
After asking Song Yaoyao, all the classes began revising with the practice papers she created.
They loved and hated Song Yaoyao at the same time. The questions she gave were varied and complicated, but it trained the students’ abilities to adapt. It allowed them to learn how to expand their train of thought and think outside the square. Most importantly, after completing a set of papers, all the results of Liyang High School’s 3rd-year seniors basically improved by a small margin!
Wang Mingjiang could not stop smiling.
He had never seen such a capable and worry-free student!
…
After such a long time, the forgetful netizens had almost forgotten about Song Yaoyao.
Even though this person was lying on their attention list, she remained as quiet as a chicken. The latest Weibo post was still a photo of her holding hands with Huo Yunque.
She was too quiet. Just when everyone thought that she had so many fans that her next step was to enter the entertainment industry, she went against expectations, fiercely slapped the haters in their faces, and returned to school to study seriously.
Since the haters followed her movements, a small group of fans naturally followed her as well.
As soon as the midterm exam results came out, Song Yaoyao immediately appeared on the hot searches.
#IWantClassPresidentSong’sPracticePapers
The passersby didn’t know what was going on at first, but after clicking on it, they understood.
Their first reaction was, “Holy sh*t! So awesome?”
“Please! Class President, look at me! I need a practice paper too! I’m also from Feng City! Recently, I’ve been writing all kinds of papers, but for some reason, I’m getting more and more muddled, as if I’ve entered a dead end.”
“Other than being awesome! I don’t know how to describe it. The change from a trash class to a top class; I simply can’t imagine they were a group of spoiled brats last year. Are their brains the same as ours?”
“Hahahaha, the haters suddenly fell silent.”
“Haters: F*ck! Why aren’t you playing by the rules?”
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“Yaoyao, you’re trending again,” Tang Xinrou shook her phone and gossiped.
“Oh.”
Song Yaoyao didn’t even raise her head as she replied indifferently.
“Aren’t you curious? What’s the reason this time?”
Tang Xinrou didn’t know whether to laugh or cry when she thought of Song Yaoyao’s strange way of trending.
She didn’t know what the celebrities were thinking. They wanted to be trending, but they couldn’t.. Song Yaoyao didn’t want to be trending, but there were always people thinking about her.