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Chapter 203 Class Teacher

The limping girl named Xiao Lei glanced at her father and stopped arguing.

The man seemed to realize something and turned his head to look behind him.

Ai Liang withdrew her gaze, ignoring the argument between the father and daughter, walked to the card issuing machine, inserted her citizen card, and began processing her student card.

Ye Qing smiled at the father and daughter, then chose the machine next to Ai Liang.

With outsiders present, the lame girl stopped arguing with her father.

Without a word, she pushed open the door and left, leaning on her cane.

Seeing this, the man sighed, gave the two an apologetic wry smile, and then chased after them.

After they left, Ye Qing said with some curiosity, "It seems they arrived even earlier than us."

"Isn't it normal for someone with mobility issues to come to school early to register?"

Ai Liang took out her phone and started downloading the campus app via the link provided by the card issuing machine.

With this app, you can directly top up your student card, saving you the trouble of manually topping it up when your card runs out of money.

Press the fingerprint sensor to retrieve the cards, and the citizen card and the still-warm student card pop out together.

Just then, the app was downloaded, and after registering, Ai Liang deposited 1,000 yuan into the card.

Although I don't know the prices at the school cafeteria, I don't need to eat dinner at school since there are no evening study sessions.

A thousand yuan should last for two months without any problem.

Ai Liang is used to topping up her account with more money at once. At the beginning of the semester, there will definitely be a lot of things to buy, so topping up more money is always a good idea.

As for what the teacher at the reception desk just said, the top classes will definitely have evening self-study sessions...

Ai Liang felt that, given her academic performance, it shouldn't be too difficult for her to apply to her homeroom teacher for the right to skip evening self-study sessions.

How much money are you planning to deposit into the card?

Ye Qing looked at the newly downloaded app with some difficulty.

"I topped up 1,000." Ai Liang stuffed her phone and SIM card into her pocket.

"one thousand?!"

Ye Qing was startled by the amount: "Why did you top up so much!"

"I'll top it up all at once to avoid the hassle of topping it up every time later. Besides, I'll need to buy notebooks, pencil cases, and other school supplies when school starts."

"Tsk, those damn rich people, they only spend a few dozen yuan on those things at most."

Ye Qing muttered something to herself, then deposited two hundred yuan into her card.

"I'd better check out the prices at the cafeteria first. If it's too expensive, I'll just eat out from now on. Anyway, the school doesn't prohibit students from going out at lunchtime... If you spend so much and the cafeteria food is really bad, what will you do then?"

Ye Qing muttered to herself.

Ai Liang remained calm: "Students are very picky eaters. Since the school doesn't prohibit students from going out at noon, it means that the cafeteria is confident in its food."

You should know that just a few hundred meters from the school gate is a commercial street.

If the cafeteria food was of poor quality and the school didn't have access restrictions, it would have gone out of business long ago.

Ye Qing waved her hand as she walked away, saying, "Alright, alright, Detective Ai, I know you're a great Detective."

"I'm just telling the truth," Ai Liang said calmly.

After the two received their student cards, it was already past eight in the morning.

The sun has begun to shine brightly on the earth.

As time went by, the originally refreshing air gradually became somewhat hot and dry.

Ye Qing waved the notice in her hand dismissively: "So that's it for us to finish reporting? What's the use of this notice?"

"It should be after school officially starts in September that the homeroom teacher will use this to process student cards for all the students in the class, and it will also be submitted as proof of enrollment."

Ai Liang guessed.

Ye Qing nodded in agreement: "That makes sense. So, once you get the student card, it's useless?"

Ai Liang shrugged: "Who knows?"

Ye Qing lowered her head and thought for a while: "Hmm... let's just go to the classroom and find the homeroom teacher to hand this over first, it's really in the way of us.

Anyway, they're going to check out the classroom soon, and if the homeroom teacher is there, they can hand in the report card while they're at it.

Ye Qing and Ai Liang walked on the main road of the campus.

Qianhua Experimental Middle School truly lives up to its reputation as a school in a tourist city; its campus environment is undeniably beautiful.

Along the main road near the main building and the laboratory building, there is a six- or seven-meter-tall red maple tree every few steps.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the branches and leaves, scattering across the ground like scattered gold leaf.

The maple leaves fluttering in the breeze also add touches of crimson to the golden sunlight.

The scene looked exceptionally beautiful.

Strolling under the trees always gives one the illusion of stepping into a movie or TV show.

Although Ye Qing is very mature, she is still a girl at heart. All girls have a strong desire for beautiful things.

She excitedly patted Ai Liang on the shoulder: "It's so beautiful! This road could be used as a filming location for a TV series."

Ai Liang nodded calmly, not denying her statement.

Because it really looks good.

However, Ye Qing's next sentence shattered this beautiful atmosphere.

"I hope our class isn't responsible for keeping this road clean, otherwise sweeping so many leaves every day would be exhausting."

"...At times like these, you're quite realistic."

Seeing Ye Qing shaking her head while resting her chin on her hand, Ai Liang didn't know what expression to make.

"Of course, romance is nice, but it can't put food on the table. People can't live on romance alone."

Ye Qing's words were perfectly reasonable and left no room for rebuttal.

Ai Liang wholeheartedly agreed.

The two realists, side by side, followed the map's directions and slowly walked towards the teaching building for the first-year high school students.

The senior students at Experimental High School started school a week early.

So when they passed by the senior high school building, Ai Liang and Ye Qing could still hear the voices of some loud teachers coming through the windows and walls.

Moreover, even from dozens of meters away, his words could be heard clearly.

It must be very difficult to fall asleep in a class taught by a teacher like this.

Following the markings on her student ID card, Ye Qing arrived at the innermost classroom on the second floor, which was Class A1 of the first grade.

However, the classroom door was not opened, and all the doors and windows were locked tightly.

Ye Qing was somewhat annoyed: "It makes sense. Although we can report in advance, today is only the first day, and the first-year homeroom teacher can't just sit in the classroom all day."

Ai Liang suggested, "Let's go to the office and take a look."

"There might not even be anyone in the office, right?"

"With the start of the new school year approaching, teachers have much more work to do than students, especially homeroom teachers. Moreover, the teachers of the top classes are the elite of the school and may very well be substituting for the senior students."

Ye Qing felt that Ai Liang's words made some sense, so she started walking towards the office at the other end of the corridor.

But they didn't know who their homeroom teacher was, so they had to ask someone first.

As Ai Liang had predicted, there were two or three teachers sitting in the office.

And coincidentally, the father and daughter they had met in the main building were also here.

dong dong dong.

"Please come in."

A teacher in the office shouted.

Ye Qing opened the security door, and after Ai Liang came in, she closed the door behind her.

She walked up to the teacher closest to the door and asked, "Hello teacher, we are new students in Class A1 of Grade 1. Is our homeroom teacher here?"

Upon entering the office, Ye Qing abandoned her usual carefree attitude towards Ai Liang and became extremely polite.

The teacher who was being spoken to pointed and said, "That's it."

Ai Liang looked in the direction he was pointing and saw a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, a white shirt with a front opening, and casual pants. He had a somewhat refined appearance and was looking down at the roster.

The homeroom teacher was rather young; judging from his appearance, he was at most in his early thirties.

Before him stood the same father and daughter he had encountered earlier.

It seems that the limping girl is also my classmate.

After thanking them, the two moved to stand behind the limping girl.

The girl's parents are still discussing the matter of boarding at school with the homeroom teacher.

Ai Liang and Ye Qing stood behind them as listeners; they weren't in a hurry anyway, it was first come, first served.

"I just have some difficulty walking, but it won't affect my daily life."

Fang Xinlei said with a cold face.

Her hand, which was holding the cane, was already trembling, but she refused to sit down.

Anyone could tell from her appearance that she was putting on a brave face.

It is obvious that Fang Xinlei is a strong-willed girl.

The homeroom teacher pushed up his glasses and said, "Personally, I support Fang Xinlei's idea of ​​living on campus, but I can't guarantee her a single dormitory room; it depends on the number of girls in the class."

There's still some time before school starts, so you can discuss it first before making a decision.

Based on the previous conversation, the homeroom teacher could tell that Fang Xinlei's father, Fang Donghai, was very worried about his daughter's health and did not want her to live at school, but Fang Xinlei insisted on living at school and refused to commute.

This is an internal family conflict. I am just a teacher, an outsider, and it is not appropriate for me to meddle in other people's family affairs.

That's why he used the phrase "not offending either side".

On the surface, he supported Fang Xinlei living on campus so that the student wouldn't develop a bad impression of him. Then, he used the dormitory as an excuse to subtly imply to Fang Donghai that he was trying to prevent his daughter from living on campus.

There were two layers of meaning. Fang Xinlei heard the surface meaning, while Fang Donghai understood the core meaning.

This teacher is a shrewd person.

Ai Liang gave her homeroom teacher her first label.

"What's up, students?"

After Fang Donghai and his daughter left, the homeroom teacher looked at Ai Liang and Ye Qing.

Ye Qing smiled and handed over her admission notice: "Hello teacher, my name is Ye Qing. We are freshmen in Class A1 of the first grade. We are here to register."

"New students, my name is Yu Xin, and I am the homeroom teacher of Class A1 in the first year. If nothing unexpected happens, I will be teaching you for the next three years."

Yu Xin took the two students' admission notices and asked, "Have you applied for student cards? If so, show them to me so I can register them."

"Just finished."

Ai Liang was too lazy to introduce herself, so she took out her student ID card from her pocket and handed it over.

Yu Xin originally only intended to glance at it and then return it, but that one glance held his gaze captive.

"Ai Liang...you're that genius from Nevada?"

"I don't know if I'm the genius you're talking about, but I did come from Nevada."

"Did you bring your citizen card?" Yu Xin asked.

Ai Liang then took out her citizen card and handed it over.

Yu Xin took Ai Liang's citizen card, carefully compared it with the card number on the roster, and only returned it to Ai Liang after confirming it several times.

"I'm sorry, Ai Liang. I'm just worried that someone might impersonate you. After all, the top students are all taken in by the local experimental high school. There are very few people like you who apply to high schools in other cities for no reason."

"It's ok."

Ai Liang answered calmly.

"Teacher Yu, what does 'genius' mean? Is Ai Liang's academic performance very good?" Ye Qing raised her hand and asked.

Even though she had already learned from Zhu Lan that Ai Liang was a genius.

At this point, you should pretend not to know and ask a question.

Ai Liang has a very keen eye for observation; it would be bad if she noticed something.

"Ye Qing, right?"

Yu Xin first glanced at the roster, and Ye Qing's name was quite high up.

"Although Ye Qing, your grades are very good, there is still a gap compared to Ai Liang, who is the top scorer in the Neihua City high school entrance examination."

"seriously?"

"When the admission list came out, our teachers thought there was something wrong with the form. We never expected that the top student in Nevada would be going to our school."

Our principal and the principal of Nevada Experimental High School are old acquaintances. He even called to confirm whether there had been a mistake on the other end.

Yu Xin shook his head as he recalled the smug look on the old principal's face when he made the phone call.

With Ai Liang's grades, she should have been poached by the Asia Union Education Bureau long ago.

After all, such geniuses don't learn anything in school; it's a pure waste of time. They are usually sent to major research institutes directly by the education bureau, skipping grades, and rarely take exams in an orderly manner.

Exams are essentially a process of selecting talent; once you've been identified as a talent, this process can be disregarded.

As long as Ai Liang isn't poached when he goes to school, he can definitely compete for the top spot.

Thinking about this, Yu Xin could understand the old principal's feelings.

Ai Liang didn't know what expression to make at this moment, so she could only force a smile.

"Don't be discouraged, Ye Qing. Your grades are among the top ten in the class."

Yu Xin seemed worried about damaging Ye Qing's confidence, so he offered a word of comfort.

Ye Qing quickly stopped pretending and said cheerfully, "Hehe, what's there to be discouraged about? As long as it doesn't affect my scholarship application, it's fine."

Yu Xin looked at Ye Qing with some surprise. This student spoke so frankly that she didn't seem like a student at all: "What kind of student talks about scholarships all the time?"

"Teacher Yu, there's nothing I can do. After all, I'm an orphan."

Ye Qing scratched her head: "During my school years, I relied on scholarships to make a living."

orphan?

Yu Xin glanced at Ye Qing with some surprise.

The top classes at Qianhua Experimental Middle School are not easy to get into; even wealthy families with private tutors may not be able to get in.

If Ye Qing got in based solely on what her junior high school teachers taught her, then her IQ is probably not low.

Yu Xin mentally marked Ye Qing as a potential catch: "Since you are an orphan, I can help you apply for another scholarship... Are you living at school?"

Yu Xin took out the registration list. Since the statistics would have to be done sooner or later, he might as well take this opportunity to record the personal information and contact details of the two people.

(End of this chapter)