5: Chapter 5 Father Zhao Teaches His Daughter

During the break, Ye Lingtao asked Shen Weiyue to go to the Restroom to relieve himself.

Shen Weiyue refused him. That idiot just wanted to hear some gossip again, catching people to ask all sorts of questions.

Seeing him sitting still, Zhao Qingyan simply sat still as well, continuing to study and read.

The two of them were like they were playing a game of Red Light, Green Light, as if whoever moved first would lose.

Another class passed, and Zhao Qingyan finally couldn't hold it anymore. By the time class ended, her face was flushed, and she stood up:

"Hey."

"?"

"Move aside."

"..."

Shen Weiyue leaned forward, and Zhao Qingyan quickly squeezed past, then rushed out of the classroom in a hurry.

That stubborn thing must have been desperate to pee.

Shen Weiyue actually felt a glimmer of a winner's mindset; his eighteen-year-old self was, after all, still a youth at heart.

When Zhao Qingyan returned, her walk had resumed its cold and indifferent posture.

She wore a blue and white school uniform, the loose pants hiding her long legs within the fabric, yet cinching at her waist to reveal a slender silhouette, fueling the endless fantasies of boys whose hearts were just beginning to stir.

"What are you looking at? I told you not to look at me and smile!"

"Are you crazy? I was looking at the blackboard; didn't you know you were blocking my view?"

Zhao Qingyan sneered and returned to her seat.

The next two periods were math class. Han Changming walked into the classroom carrying test papers. He first saw Shen Weiyue sitting upright in the front row, next to Zhao Qingyan, looking full of energy.

Old Demon Han nodded with satisfaction.

This monkey has finally started to get serious.

"Come, Shen Weiyue, help distribute the test papers to everyone. We will go over the incorrect questions and consolidate knowledge points during these two periods."

Shen Weiyue received his test paper with a score of 109, spread it on the desk, and looked at it with a grave expression.

Damn it, is this really my level?

How could I get this question wrong?

And this multiple-choice question; if I had been more careful, I should have been able to get 120.

Zhao Qingyan glanced at him from the corner of her eye. Seeing him frowning at the test paper and spotting that bright red number 109, she felt she had regained the upper hand.

Old Demon Han began to explain the questions one by one. Shen Weiyue listened very carefully, even taking the time to carefully record some important knowledge points in the blank spaces of the test paper.

Zhao Qingyan thought this person's handwriting was actually quite good, very different from the font used for answering questions; the strokes were elegant yet sharp and domineering, with a touch of spontaneity.

Director Shen has retained the memory of his signature rights.

The two classes passed quickly. After Old Demon Han finished explaining the key points, he specifically set aside time for the students to ask questions.

Shen Weiyue took his paper to the podium to ask about a few questions, but he still couldn't quite grasp one of them by the time class ended.

A bunch of people in the class were surrounding Old Demon Han asking questions, and he had to go teach another class immediately, so there was no more time for repeated explanations.

Shen Weiyue scratched his head, sighed softly, and specifically folded the corner of the paper where that question was.

He glanced out the window to rest his eyes.

Zhao Qingyan thought he was going to ask her about this question, so she deliberately flipped her test paper to the first page, revealing that big, bright red number 150.

Look, how awesome I am, full marks!

She didn't look at him, thinking that when Shen Weiyue asked her, she would give him a good retort: You said you wouldn't bother me, you can't even keep that promise so soon?

She waited for a few seconds, but Shen Weiyue didn't speak.

Zhao Qingyan was so anxious inside; ask me, hurry up and ask me, once you take the initiative to speak, I can retort!

Shen Weiyue withdrew his gaze, rubbed his eyes, and felt much better.

Well, class started again.

The last period of the morning was English class, also for reviewing test papers.

As soon as Teacher Liang Yuting arrived, she attracted the boys' gazes. At twenty-five or twenty-six, she was at the age where the sunrise flowers are redder than fire.

Her voice was very gentle, and her smile was infectious. Shen Weiyue felt that all the questions he got wrong in English were a sin.

There wasn't much to say about English; words depend on memorization, and essays depend on writing.

He had no questions to ask.

Those idiots who deliberately asked questions just wanted to get close to Teacher Liang to smell her scent and secretly inhale it into their lungs.

There were also some perverts who, while Teacher Liang bent over to explain, would peek from behind, their faces flushed with excitement, though who knows what kind of knowledge they were learning in their heads.

Fortunately, wonderful times are always short-lived.

The English class passed in a flash, and it was time for lunch.

Ye Lingtao pestered Shen Weiyue, and the two went to the cafeteria to eat a bland meal of plain potatoes stewed with bones, then seized the time for a nap.

Shen Weiyue had been very sleepy lately. Worried that his snoring would disturb others, he simply didn't return to the classroom and made do by resting on a stone bench in the woods.

He didn't return to the classroom until the afternoon class started.

This made Zhao Qingyan very satisfied.

A vanished Shen Weiyue is a good Shen Weiyue. With this guy sitting next to her, she didn't even dare to scratch an itch; the School Beauty goddess actually carried a heavy burden of image.

In the afternoon, it was still various subject teachers explaining questions.

Shen Weiyue didn't say a word to her. He listened very carefully, and as usual, he wrote down the key difficult points to ask the teachers.

Zhao Qingyan noticed that he recorded a lot of things during biology class, and she couldn't understand it. Isn't this subject the easiest one?

Many things can just be memorized. Even if a person is stupid, how could they only score 41 points?

Unless he was turned from a donkey.

Stupid Donkey!

During evening self-study, she again seemingly casually placed her math test paper on the boundary between the two desks, frantically hinting for Shen Weiyue to ask her for advice.

Shen Weiyue turned a blind eye, just cramming biology and even specifically writing an English essay.

When evening self-study ended, this guy rushed out of the classroom without looking back, not even paying attention to his good buddy Ye Lingtao, who was screaming his lungs out.

...

Zhao Qingyan returned home. Seeing her unhappy, her father, Principal Zhao Weiming, asked what was wrong.

"Dad, can you talk to Teacher Han? I still want to sit alone."

"Oh, you're talking about that. I think Teacher Han's considerations are fine, and he is a veteran teacher. Although I am the principal, it's not appropriate for me to interfere with his teaching arrangements."

"Then aren't you afraid that sitting with a boy will affect my studies?"

"Hahaha, don't I know what kind of personality you have? In The First High School, there is no one you look up to. Dad is absolutely convinced that you have a very firm belief in pursuing your studies and won't get into puppy love."

"You're so sure? What if?"

"There is no 'what if'. If there really were, I would have to admire that boy's capability, and then break his dog legs!"

Principal Zhao Weiming joked, but seeing his daughter's pouting appearance, he couldn't help but sigh and advised:

"I know you too well, which is why I'm worried about you. Your standards are so high that you don't even have two friends. Not having anyone to share the joys and sorrows of growing up is not necessarily a good thing."

"Teacher Han said the deskmate he arranged for you isn't very sociable, but aren't you the same? Dad knows you don't like communicating with stupid people, thinking that explaining a sentence repeatedly is a waste of time, but this world is mostly made up of ordinary people."

"Baby, you need to learn to blend in with the crowd and cultivate more tolerance for others. Otherwise, living so coldly will make you very tired and lonely in the future."

Zhao Qingyan responded impatiently, obviously not taking his words to heart.

After he finished preaching, she just asked: "Can you let me sit alone?"

Principal Zhao Weiming shook his head with a smile: "Listen to Teacher Han."

"..."

His precious daughter went back to her room without another word.