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Chapter 228 The Phone Call During Break

"weird parents?"

Ye Qing was a little curious about just how bizarre the parents that Ai Liang called bizarre could be.

After people's basic needs in terms of clothing, food, housing, and transportation are met.

They will then seek out things that are exciting.

Many wealthy people go out to have fun.

Over time, their views have become vastly different from those of ordinary people.

This is not only reflected in values, but also in worldview and outlook on life.

Money and power are the two things that can most easily change a person and make them lose themselves.

Of course, not all wealthy people have different views from ordinary people.

This is just a simple example.

Ai Liang opened her memory bank, entered the filter words, and soon a large number of related memories popped up in her mind.

He chose an example that Ai Liang could access.

"I remember when I was a child, a wealthy businessman's daughter got pregnant."

Ai Liang slowly recounted the gossip she had heard at a banquet when she was a child.

“The girl was seventeen years old at the time and had five boyfriends. When her father found out about this, he called the five boys to his house and took out a bank card with five million yuan.”

"Then her father said he'd give each of them a million to leave my daughter?" Ye Qing guessed.

"Do not."

Ai Liang denied Ye Qing's statement: "Her father did not say that at the time."

Ye Qing looked like she had just eaten a mouthful of wasabi, her eyes almost squinting into slits.

"What else can we say? Pregnant out of wedlock, with five different partners, and not even knowing who the father of the child is, that's just too much..."

"That's what her father said at the time."

Ai Liang added expressionlessly, "'You guys go get a DNA test done. Whoever has the child's father will get the five million. From now on, you'd better live a good life with my daughter.' These were her father's exact words."

"Moreover, there are many people who share similar views with this father, making Yi Wenna's father a breath of fresh air."

Σ(°△°|||)︴！ !!!
Ye Qing was completely stunned after hearing the whole thing.

who I am? where am I? What am I doing?
Ai Liang rested her chin on her hand, looking at Ye Qing's blank expression, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, "This child is still too naive."

If she knew that those rich people played games like Russian Roulette and Depth Charge when they had parties at their villas, wouldn't that be even more outrageous?

Once people have money, ordinary material desires become much less attractive to them.

They always want to try something exciting.

Although a dance partner at a party costs only tens of thousands of yuan, and a better one costs over a hundred thousand yuan.

But the thrill it brings is far greater than that of luxury cars and mansions worth hundreds of millions.

Moreover, real-life dramas about wealthy families are far more outrageous than those on television.

What ordinary people think are outrageous and completely nonsensical TV dramas are actually not just figments of imagination or baseless rumors.

After all, ordinary people simply cannot understand the values ​​of the wealthy.

Art originates from reality; that statement is absolutely true.

After a while, Ye Qing sighed, "You rich people are really weird."

“At least I think I’m perfectly normal,” Ai Liang said casually.

"Ah ha ha……"

Upon hearing this, Ye Qing gave an awkward but polite smile.

Ai Liang didn't pay any attention, and after speaking, she turned around and continued reading her novel.

The discussion between Yi Wenna and Cheng Lejia regarding dormitory hygiene has ended.

She stared intently at Ai Liang, then strode quickly toward him.

Ye Qing sighed, opened her study guide, and turned her head, saying, "I want to preview the material by myself..."

Ai Liang was no longer listening to what Ye Qing said to Yi Wenna afterwards.

He erected a barrier of mental energy, repelling all sounds.

I began to immerse myself in the world of the novel.

As time went on, all the students in the class arrived, except for those who hadn't yet reported.

Once they enter the classroom, these people will all stop talking to their roommates without prior arrangement.

Then, without saying a word, they went to their respective seats, opened their books, and began to preview their lessons.

There was no teacher or class monitor to maintain discipline in the classroom, yet it was eerily quiet.

The atmosphere is just like an exam hall.

No one was idly chatting; everyone was diligently preparing for their lessons.

Yu Xin came over at nine o'clock, took a look, and then left with a very satisfied nod.

In this environment, even Jin Ping'an was too embarrassed to casually strike up a conversation with Cheng Lejia.

The whole class was studying quietly, and anyone who wasn't extremely self-centered would be unconsciously influenced by this atmosphere.

Even if they can't concentrate on their studies, they won't make a sound and break the peaceful atmosphere.

Bored to the extreme, Jin Ping'an could only take out his phone, put on his headphones, and start playing games.

After an unknown amount of time, this tranquil atmosphere began to change as the bell rang for the long break.

After studying for more than two hours, some students began to look around.

The first warrior pulled out his chair and got up to go to the toilet.

The peaceful learning atmosphere was finally broken.

With someone taking the lead, the other students gradually left their seats.

Some went to get water from the water dispenser, some wanted to go to the toilet, and others simply wanted to get some fresh air outside the classroom.

Ai Liang originally planned to read a novel until lunchtime after school.

But the buzzing of his phone pulled him out of his novel world.

Ai Liang picked up her phone and glanced at the caller ID.

It's Yang Xingyue.

Ai Liang answered the video call: "Hello?"

Good morning, Ai Liang.

In the video, Yang Xingyue smiled and waved.

It's almost noon now.

Ai Liang is still the same as before, speaking very bluntly.

"Well, there's nothing I can do. We had an exam this morning, and we had to hand in our phones."

Yang Xingyue looked a little aggrieved: "Our school is super strict. After the honors class registration was completed yesterday morning, the teachers started arranging exams in the afternoon."

"An entrance exam?"

Ai Liang set up a phone stand and placed the phone horizontally on the table.

He chatted with Yang Xingyue while reading a novel.

"Yes, we've been taking exams since 2 p.m. yesterday, including yesterday's evening self-study session and today's morning self-study session, right up until just now."

Yang Xingyue sighed deeply and slumped onto the table, burying half her face in her arms.

Only her eyes were visible, staring intently at her phone without blinking.

However, this could not hide the smile in her eyes at all.

"But then it's free time, until school ends at noon, we can explore the school freely."

Yang Xingyue's bright eyes darted around for a moment, then she looked at her phone and asked, "Ai Liang, how's it going on your end? Have you had any entrance exams or anything?"

"No, yesterday and today were both free time," Ai Liang said.

"That's great! No wonder it's Qianhua Experimental Middle School. The management is so relaxed. I really want to go to school there too," Yang Xingyue exclaimed enviously.

"Overall, the workload is quite relaxed, but this does not include the top classes."

Ai Liang added.

"Have the honors classes already started?" Yang Xingyue guessed.

"Classes haven't started, but the rules for the elite classes at Qianhua Experimental Middle School are extremely strict, so strict that ordinary people don't even bother to stroll around the school."

Ai Liang briefly recounted what Yu Xin had said to Yang Xingyue.

After listening, Yang Xingyue looked up and gave a wry smile: "If I went to your place, I guess I would cry every time before a major exam during my three years of high school."

“The top classes at Neihua Experimental Middle School also have similar policies, except that the students who rank at the bottom will have their parents called in, which is not as scary as what you do there, Ai Liang.”

Ai Liang turned a page of the novel: "I think it's fine. As long as your grades are good, it doesn't matter if you don't come to class."

What do schools care about most?
Of course, it's student grades.

As long as you consistently rank first in your grade in every exam, you can take leave every day without any problem.

All you need to do is let your teacher know when they contact you and let them know you're still alive.

However, Ai Liang is from out of town and lives alone in a rented apartment, so it's unlikely that she can take time off every day.

After all, schools are responsible for the safety of their students.

However, enjoying the same vacation time and benefits as those in the direct-entry class is still not a problem.

As for whether anyone in the class will gossip.

For example, someone doesn't study or attend classes every day, yet the teacher still praises them.

The possibility is very small.

The main reason for gossip is that one's abilities are not keeping up.

Feeling jealous when you feel inferior to others is human nature and an unavoidable physiological response.

However, being one or two steps ahead of others will attract jealousy, but being ten steps ahead will be much better.

Once you're a hundred or a thousand steps ahead, all that's left is awe and longing.

Just like in junior high school, when Ai Liang's classmates and classmates from other classes talked about Ai Liang's lack of attendance.

They would just go on and on about how talented Ai Liang was, how he could get first place even though he spent all his time in class reading novels.

They spoke with a sense of pride and honor.

It's as if having Ai Liang in their class makes them superior to other classes.

No one ever envied Ai Liang's privilege of not listening to lectures.

This is similar to how people in the class now don't care about Jin Ping'an and take leave every few days.

If the gap is too large, there will be no comparative feeling.

Because from the very beginning, we were not from the same social class.

Except for lemon spirits, they are all sour.

Yang Xingyue was a little discouraged: "I've reached my current level and maintained it to the limit. I can't compare to you and Huahua."

Where is Qihua?

Ai Liang asked.

Yang Xingyue touched her lips with her finger and thought for a while: "She was called to the teacher's office after handing in her paper. Yesterday's papers have already been graded. The teachers are probably planning to focus on cultivating Huahua."

"That's it."

Ai Liang nodded slightly, indicating that she understood.

"By the way, Ai Liang, during the exam just now, there were a few questions I wasn't sure about the answers to..."

As Yang Xingyue spoke, she moved her phone around, and a rustling sound began to come from her earphones.

A moment later, the phone was straightened, and Yang Xingyue's face reappeared on the screen.

She was holding a piece of scratch paper with math problems written on it.

Ai Liang glanced at the question, wrote it down, then took out paper and pen and scribbled in her notebook. She soon came up with the answer.

"Check if your answer is the same. If not, just ask if there's anything you don't understand."

Ai Liang switched to the rear camera for video chatting and then pointed the camera at the desktop.

"Ugh... the answers are different."

Yang Xingyue began to feel frustrated.

"First, show me the calculation process, and I'll see where the error is."

Ai Liang marked the book with a bookmark and closed the novel.

Before coming to Qianhua City, he had made a promise to Yang Xingyue.

If you have any questions about your studies, you can call and ask yourself.

Since it's meant to be educational, the novel should be closed.

When teaching others, one should act like a teacher, regardless of the distance between them.

This is a way of life.

"Okay, I'll go find some draft paper."

Yang Xingyue responded and picked up her notebook to search through it.

Soon, she appeared on the screen holding up her neat calculation process.

Ai Liang glanced at the draft paper; the problem-solving approach was correct, and the formulas she used were also correct.

"Recalculate it yourself and see."

Yang Xingyue quickly realized: "Was it a calculation error?"

After all, this wasn't the first time I'd asked Ai Liang for advice.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Yang Xingyue knew where she had gone wrong.

Even though she knew where the problem was, Yang Xingyue still dutifully went through the problem again.

When it comes to learning, unless you're the kind of genius who can get perfect scores without reading, it's not a good time.

After finding the mistake, you should honestly recalculate the problem to reinforce your understanding.

Don't think that knowing where the mistake is means you can skip the question.

Because you'll make the same mistake again next time.

Your memory isn't as good as you think.

Leaving aside those with exceptional intelligence or those born with intellectual disabilities.

The difference between top students and poor students usually lies in this.

One who is down-to-earth, hardworking, able to endure the loneliness of repeatedly practicing problems, and willing to study diligently and attentively.

The other is someone who wants to be lazy, constantly makes excuses for themselves, and is blindly confident.

When Ai Liang first tutored Yang Xingyue, she was scolded a lot for this.

He would often go to Yue Qihua to complain.

Three minutes later, Yang Xingyue finished calculating: "I got the correct answer."

Ai Liang asked calmly, "Yes, are there any other questions?"

"Yes, I do, but... could you switch to the front-facing camera for video calls?"

Yang Xingyue looked away, covering the lower half of her face with her notebook, and said softly, "We usually tutor face-to-face, and now that I can't see your face, I'm not used to it..."

Ai Liang: (ーー゛)
"How else can I show you the solution process?"

"You can just take a picture and send it to me."

Yang Xingyue blushed and unconsciously used a coquettish tone: "Mmm~ Please~"

Ai Liang was worried that the video call would disturb others, so she kept wearing headphones.

And the ears are a sensitive area for Ai Liang.

This feeling was like Yang Xingyue leaning on his shoulder and whispering sweet nothings in his ear.

A jolt of electricity shot from his brain to his back, making his whole body feel tingly and numb.

However, this feeling was quickly eliminated by the body.

Yang Xingyue on the screen had eyes full of longing.

She gently tapped her phone screen, as if she could touch Ai Liang on the other side: "You can clearly see me, but I can only see the desktop. It's so unfair."

Are you here to ask me a question, or just to chat?

Ai Liang looked up at the digital clock and sighed helplessly.

He switched his phone's camera back to normal: "Ask me any questions you have."

"Mmmmmmm!"

Yang Xingyue nodded quickly, a smile as beautiful as a gardenia blooming on her face.

(End of this chapter)