Class F’s first lesson on Tuesday was Chinese.
At the time, the Chinese teacher was having the class representative distribute the mid-term exam papers.
However, when Qianxun came in, the teacher looked at her with a somewhat strange expression.
Qianxun felt baffled at the sight.
Had she offended the Chinese teacher?
It wasn’t until the teacher got to the poetry appreciation section that Qianxun understood why the teacher had looked at her that way.
"Su Qianxun, this poem is clearly a farewell poem, how did you interpret it as a love poem? Both poets from the Xia Dynasty were men!" The Chinese teacher glared at Qianxun.
Thinking about how Su Qianxun had scored full marks in every other subject, yet had lost three points in such a simple poetry appreciation task, he was quite annoyed.
This essay question was only worth eight points total!
Did she have something against him and answer incorrectly on purpose?
In Class A, almost everyone scored seven points, most getting full marks!
Qianxun, upon hearing the teacher’s words, immediately understood.
For a moment, she couldn’t help but smirk, then said very sincerely, "I’m sorry, Teacher Li, I was in a rush to finish my paper and missed it by mistake. It won’t happen again."
As for it being a farewell poem?
She may not know, but did others not know?
The Xia Dynasty poet who wrote it and the recipient were in a same-sex relationship! But the recipient had to marry a noble lady under his parents’ orders, so the poet wrote this love poem to express his farewell.
Hadn’t the poet fallen into depression and died the year after writing this poem?
It wasn’t because of failures in bureaucratic circles as later people speculated, but because he heard that his beloved had fathered a hefty son, which literally mortified him.
But modern people love to deeply analyze these poems and works, something she really needed to be cautious of in the next exam.
Hearing Qianxun’s response, the Chinese teacher became even more irritated, "Why were you in such a hurry to submit your paper? No one was rushing you!"
Qianxun blinked innocently, "I’ll definitely be careful next time."
Upon hearing this, the Chinese teacher finally relented, "If you dare score lower than seven in poetry appreciation again... I’ll randomly check your recitation of classic poems every day!"
Qianxun was instantly speechless.
However, in the following subjects, Qianxun became the teachers’ favorite for praise.
Meanwhile, Mu Chenfeng grew increasingly restless during the class as the teacher discussed Qianxun’s problem-solving methods.
Dammit, why does a woman have to be so smart?
After the class ended, Mu Chenfeng sent a message to Sun Xiaowen, hiding his irritation, "I need to see you tonight."
The reason for the meeting was unspoken.
He needed to vent the pent-up anger and frustration.
When she received the message, Sun Xiaowen was dining with the president of an entertainment company from the neighboring city A.
Dressed in a dreamy blue gown, her figure enchanting and face radiant, she bore no trace of the original Sun Xiaowen. With just one smile, she made the middle-aged man across from her forget his knife and fork.
"President Zhang, please wait a moment, it might be Brother Lin’s message," Sun Xiaowen said charmingly.
In just over ten days, under the manipulation of the fox demon, Sun Xiaowen had accompanied five or six influential figures arranged by Lin Shu.
Initially, these men were simply taking advantage of an opportunity that presented itself, but the fox demon’s charm was formidable, having caused several men to dream of her incessantly. At this point, Sun Xiaowen had already secured several valuable contacts, just waiting for Lin Shu to officially launch her career.