When Shen Mianmian arrived at school, Zhou Siyu had already submitted her homework and was deep in conversation with Zhao Xinlan. Siyu only glanced casually when Mianmian entered, indicating that Siyu probably hadn’t checked the homework again.
Shen Mianmian smiled and happily took out the extracurricular homework from her backpack. Lu Siyuan took it and carried it with him to Wang Jingjing’s desk, inevitably earning an eye roll from Wang Jingjing.
Wang Jingjing and Zhao Xinlan had been relatively well-behaved during this initial period of school since their previous report had been unsuccessful, but the eye rolls were frequent.
After collecting all the homework, Mianmian delivered it to the math class representative, who would then take it to the office.
The first and second periods were Chinese classes. With a stern face, Li Qiumei lectured for two periods and even took up an extra five minutes before break.
Everyone was used to it by now; not only did Li Qiumei like to use additional time outside of class, she also liked to assign extracurricular homework—ostensibly to help everyone learn more and get into a good high school.
According to her, she didn’t have high demands—she would be happy if ten students got into the first-ranked high schools and twenty into the second and third-ranked ones.
Shen Mianmian never said anything in response to these claims. The teaching quality of the era was limited, the high schools in the city had only a limited number of student slots, and the cutoff scores were high.
If the school could send twenty students to high schools each year, that was considered quite an achievement. Thirty was simply wishful thinking.
After all, these three high schools gathered all the high school students in Licheng.
Children in the countryside did not have the same learning environment as those in the city, nor the money for private tutors, and their foundation was relatively weaker. Without real strength, competing in the exams was a significant disadvantage.
But there was no help for it as there were no elite schools at the time; regardless of one’s family situation, everyone had to study at the same schools.
To achieve high scores, one had to constantly improve and study, to not fall behind others.
Thinking about this, a sudden suspicion arose in Shen Mianmian’s heart.
Zhou Siyu’s grades were at best above average; it was a stretch for her to get into the third-ranked schools, so how had she managed to enter the second-ranked ones in her previous life?
This seemed a bit suspicious.
Before Mianmian could sort out her thoughts, the bell for class rang. Chen Jie entered the classroom with the morning’s homework and, after teaching the new material, assigned classwork.
As the homework was distributed to the students, Chen Jie suddenly turned to Zhou Siyu and asked, "Zhou Siyu, didn’t you learn yesterday’s topics?"
Caught off guard by the teacher calling her out, Siyu was initially stunned but quickly responded, "Teacher, I’ve learned it."
"You learned it?" Chen Jie raised an eyebrow, clearly doubting her words, "Open your homework and look. You haven’t done a single one of yesterday’s problems correctly."
Not a single one correct? ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝔫𝔢𝔱
Zhou Siyu hurriedly flipped through her homework. Several large red crosses on the problems written by Shen Mianmian stared back at her.
At this scene, what more was there to misunderstand?
This Shen Mianmian had done it on purpose.
She glared fiercely at Shen Mianmian but could not answer Chen Jie.
She certainly couldn’t admit that she had asked Shen Mianmian to do her homework, could she?
After waiting a while and seeing that Zhou Siyu had no response, Chen Jie didn’t dwell on it, "Go and redo these problems."