Shen Mianmian scored first in three subjects, causing a huge uproar not just in the teachers’ office but also in her classroom.
A student who used to be at the bottom of the class had, through hard work, become number one.
Students who had resigned themselves to doing poorly and just scraping by until the end of the ninth grade were suddenly reinvigorated.
If even the worst student could come in first, what excuse did they have for not trying?
Without realizing it, Shen Mianmian had sparked a wave of enthusiasm for studying, to the point where students from other classes would deliberately walk past their door just to catch a glimpse of her.
Shen Mianmian’s academic progress had become something of a legend!
Even Du Xiaohui went around bragging, "I’ve fought with that comeback student," and even used going to the bathroom as an excuse to exchange a few words with Shen Mianmian.
"Shen Mianmian, I wouldn’t have guessed! You’re short like a radish, but you’ve got a lot of explosive power."
"Who are you calling a radish?" Shen Mianmian rolled her eyes. She was like an old aunt, and just because she was short now, she was being called a ’radish’ every day by a little brat.
It was so frustrating.
Not acceptable, she had to grow taller.
"What’s the matter, you can’t accept being called a radish?" Du Xiaohui flashed a big white smile. "I think ’little radish’ suits you perfectly." The source of this content ɪs 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⚑𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥
In the entire eighth grade, let alone her own class, there was no one shorter than her.
"Like you’re one to talk." Shen Mianmian huffed. "I see you as a skinny pole, and those legs, they’re like sesame sticks."
A man should be like Brother He, slender when dressed but muscular when undressed.
Speaking of Brother He, she hadn’t seen him for a few days, and she wondered if he had returned yet.
As far as she knew, Brother He was from Beijing.
Could it be that he went back to find the person who wrote him that note?
"I am thin." Du Xiaohui had that annoying look on his face. "But I’m tall!"
Coming back to her senses, Shen Mianmian glared at him, "I’m better looking, too."
This wasn’t her being conceited, her looks really were improving more and more.
Apart from being a bit short, her body proportions and facial features were all perfect, not to mention her skin was great.
Um... her chest was starting to develop too.
"No matter how good-looking, you’re still a ’radish’." Du Xiaohui, focusing on the essential, couldn’t help but add. However, this was the first time he’d encountered someone who praised themselves like that.
She really had a thick skin.
"Even so, I’m a good-looking ’radish’."
"Haha..." Du Xiaohui doubled over laughing, clutching his stomach and pointing at her mockingly, "Look, you admit it yourself, you’re a ’radish’."
She must have had a brain cramp to be arguing over this with a kid...
Good grades, good looks, and a decent temper to boot.
Shen Mianmian had suddenly gone from being the universally disliked slacker to the darling of the school, and even when she went to the restroom, classmates she wasn’t very close with would take the initiative to greet her. Being low-key had become difficult.
In the school, no matter where she went, she was the center of attention.
With Shen Jianhua not at home and Shen Mianmian not boasting to Zhou Lanfang about her grades, Zhou Siyu was certainly not going to talk about it; however, there were other students from the village attending the school.
The news that Shen Mianmian had scored first in three subjects had still made its way back to the village.
That day, as Zhou Lanfang picked up Zhou Siyu from school, they were stopped by the village’s plump auntie, "Lanfang, you’re truly blessed! Your niece and your daughter are both excellent students; it looks like your home will have two college students in the future."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Siyu grabbed Zhou Lanfang, eager to leave, "Auntie, I have homework to do, let’s hurry home!"