The smile on Su Qiuge’s face gradually stiffened, “Teacher, that.... it would be better to allow him to help others ....”

“...students....”

Zhao Minghua directly ignored Su Qiuge’s plea and continued, “Also, prepare to join next week’s training for the school’s upcoming competition. Most of Class 1 have already joined and although they’ve already reviewed most of the material, don’t worry too much about it. No matter if you can keep up or not, give it a go. I will have Xie Xinglen explain the previous material to you.”

When Su Qiuge left the office with an expression of nothing left to live for, Peng Jianda was very surprised, especially when her expression changed from one of nothing left to live for to one of gnashing her teeth in anger when she saw him.

Peng Jianda was originally very disheartened because the teacher had sent the exam report to the parent group chat.

His mother sent him a message on WeChat that consisted of: ?

He still remembered when he was second to last in the previous exam. His mother thought it was because he was negatively influenced by his friends, so she said to him, “During class, don’t hang out with those who have worse scores than you. Do you understand the saying ‘Touch cinnabar becomes red, touch ink becomes black’?”

t/n: the idiom is roughly translated, but the meaning is that those around you will influence you

Great, he had actually directly placed last this time.

Then, he watched as his mother changed her Wechat username from “Pure Summer Lotus” to “Pure Summer Lotus (Blackened).”

Just when Su Qiuge thought that the short conversation between them would end in mutual silence like before, a black notebook appeared on her desk.

The boy’s slender hand was holding the notebook, appearing pale and beautiful.

Xie Xinglin raised his eyebrows, “This is the notebook for the competition review class, take a look yourself. If you can’t figure it out after carefully analyzing it, then come and ask me.”

Su Qiuge understood his meaning.

——Look at it yourself, don’t ask me.

It might be because of Zhao Minghua’s suggestion, but these days, whenever Su Qiuge couldn’t solve a question, she would ask Xie Xinglin. Although his attitude was cold and indifferent, he would still briefly point out the key points to her. Su Qiuge wasn’t slow either, she understood it right away.

The two never brought up Su Qiuge’s previous conduct and deeds. Su Qiuge didn’t know why Xie Xinglin never asked. It might be because he thought it wasn’t worth the time or perhaps he never took it to heart. Either way, since he never asked, it wouldn’t be good for her to suddenly take the initiative to explain.

She felt that their current way of interacting was quite good, the male lead probably won’t retaliate against her anymore. After two months, the male lead and her will only be passers-by.

He will walk the road where the divine steed Feihuang gallops, and she will cross the difficult single-plank bridge.

**t/n: “where the divine steed Feihuang gallops” is an idiom meaning “to achieve meteoric success in one’s career” and “single-log bridge” is an idiom for a difficult life; FL is basically indicating that her path in life is very different from that of the ML (he’s destined for success, her not so much)

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