Cultivation Shura Field

So Xu Zhe asked the girl next to him, "You are different from me, right? Have you always been a good student since elementary school?"

Song Xingye said nothing, just nodded slightly.

Xu Zhe continued to try to strike up a conversation: "I see that your scores in several subjects are pretty good, but do you have a favorite or best subject?"

Song Xingye stared at him for several seconds before whispering, "It's all right."

Xu Zhe asked again: "Then do you have any hobbies that you are interested in?"

Song Xingye did not answer, but lowered her head and remained silent.

At this moment, a girl next to him said, "Hey, Xu Zhe, you still want to chat with her? She's amazing. Be careful when you talk to her, don't let her tell the teacher!"

When he looked up, it was Jiang Wenyi who had been reported by Song Xingye in the examination room before.

This girl was plain-looking, but she was quite tall, almost a head taller than Song Xingye and Xu Zhe. She was standing at this moment, so she looked down at them in an especially condescending manner.

Song Xingye raised her little face and glared at her, saying, "Xu Zhe didn't cheat like you, why should I report the teacher?"

Jiang Wenyi: "If he cheats in the future, won't you sue him?"

Song Xingye: "Others are different from you!"

"It's not just cheating..." Jiang Wenyi curled her lips and said sarcastically, "Anyway, if someone does something the teacher doesn't like, you will report it. Anyone who sits with you will be in big trouble."

Xu Zhe was sandwiched between two girls and felt helpless.

To him, their quarrel seemed like a quarrel between children. No, it was just that. He really didn't want to get involved in such a quarrel.

Fortunately, Wenhao came back at this time.

This guy put his hands on Xu Zhe's desk again, just leaning over and staring.

Xu Zhe: “What are you doing?”

Wenhao: "The teacher said that you got the answer to that question correct."

Xu Zhe was not surprised at all: "Oh, that's good."

Wen Hao couldn't help but ask, "But you've even learned what's required for the end of the semester? Your parents hired a tutor for you, right?"

Xu Zhe: "No, I learned it by myself. As I said, if there is anything you don't understand in the future, I can be your tutor. I'll charge you a lower price, just buy me some drinks."

He had barely had a drink in the two months since his rebirth. His parents were keeping him under control, and he also had to scrape together money to buy a notebook, so it was impossible for him to buy drinks or snacks.

Wenhao still had some doubts: "Forget about math, but you can't possibly study every subject by yourself in advance, right?"

"Haha, what do you think?"

While Xu Zhe was talking to his friend, he also paid a little attention to the two girls next to him. Jiang Wenyi turned around and walked away, and Song Xingye returned to her usual silent state today.

The school bell rang.

Wenhao wanted to pester him and ask more questions, but he had to go back to his seat and prepare for class.

While the teacher was just on the podium and hadn't started teaching yet, Xu Zhe tried to strike up a conversation: "I heard that you reported Jiang Wenyi for cheating. So is she targeting you now?"

Song Xingye looked at the blackboard, not at him, and said in a low and quick voice: "Since you know everything, why are you still talking to me? Aren't you afraid that she will target you too?"

Xu Zhe: "Why should I be afraid of her..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Song Xingye lying on the table with her little face buried between her folded arms.

On the podium, the English teacher had already started to talk. However, she did not seem to notice the little girl lying on her stomach in the first row. Instead, she glanced at the back row of the classroom and said loudly, "Your class made a lot of stupid mistakes this time. The scope of the first monthly exam is so limited, and the difficulty cannot be high. How can such a big gap be created?"

However, Xu Zhe heard the faint sobbing of a girl amid the aftermath of the teacher's lecture.

Song Xingye is crying?

This situation made Xu Zhe feel a little bit tricky.

However, a few minutes later, this cold-blooded classmate sat up again and looked down at the test paper like many other students. The teacher did not call her name, and no one noticed that she had just cried.

Only Xu Zhe noticed that those delicate almond-shaped eyes were a little red.

This made him scratch his head.

But at this moment, the teacher suddenly called his name: "Xu Zhe, I remember you got this question right. Don't be stunned, tell everyone, how did you do it?"

Xu Zhe stood up: "Which question?"

English teacher: "You really didn't listen? Reading comprehension, last question."

Xu Zhe glanced at the test paper and said, "Choose B. It is cheaper. It looks a bit like C, but it's not the same thing. It's a little trap."

English was not his strong subject in college, and the CET-4 and CET-6 were a bit difficult. But the difficulty of the first grade of junior high school is really incomparable to those.

English teacher: "Okay, sit down. You still have to listen to the class even if you understand everything. Do you understand?"

Xu Zhe nodded sincerely.

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Chapter 13 013 Children

2023-09-06

Junior high school students in the city's No. 1 Middle School do not have evening self-study and can go home before 6pm. Junior high school students are all day students, and dormitories are only arranged in high school, and not all high school students choose to live in dormitories.

Of course, Xu Zhe knew very well that in two years the school would arrange evening self-study and strengthen management.

By the time school was over, he had almost finished his homework, so his schoolbag was very light and his plans after returning home were very free, which was to use the computer and program.

I guess, as long as I show my parents my test results and lock the bedroom door when I use the computer at night in the name of studying, my parents will have nothing to say, right?

Everything else went smoothly, except Song Xingye, which made him feel a little overwhelmed. Although he successfully became her deskmate and had plenty of time, Xu Zhe had no idea how to enlighten her and avoid tragedy.

After school, he stared at Song Xingye's depressed back and kept a distance from her.

Just as he was thinking about what to do, he felt someone patting his shoulder. He turned around and saw the familiar little Qingmei.

Tang Lingfei looked very proud: "How did you do in the exam this time? Hahaha, let me tell you, there were more than 16 people in our class, and I ranked th, which is firmly in the top half!"

Xu Zhe was a little confused: "Didn't you pass the first half of the exam in elementary school?"

Tang Lingfei: "Of course I have taken the exam, but not as well as I do now. And don't talk about me, you were ranked like this in your class in elementary school, right?"

Xu Zhe: "Almost the same, but it's different now."

Tang Lingfei: "What's the difference?"

Xu Zhe took out the report card from his schoolbag.

Tang Lingfei took a look and was stunned for a moment. She stopped and stood there, holding her childhood sweetheart's report card in trembling hands, her mouth unable to close.

Xu Zhe took the report card back.

Tang Lingfei rushed to grab it: "Wait, let me take another look!"

Xu Zhe: "What's so good about this..."

"Let me just take a look!" Tang Lingfei said angrily, "I don't believe it. No, this is impossible!"

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When Xu Zhe returned home, he saw his father sitting on the sofa watching TV. His mother was busy in the kitchen.

Although his father Xu Guowei is a better cook, he is usually too lazy to cook. He only goes into the kitchen when he needs to show off his cooking skills to relatives and friends.

"The Federal Reserve announced a 50 basis point interest rate cut..." The international economic news was playing on TV.

Xu Guowei muttered, "Why is it still descending?"

"It's normal. Not only the Federal Reserve, but the European Central Bank will also cut interest rates." Xu Zhe continued.

His father turned and looked at him in surprise.

Xu Zhe changed into slippers and said casually: "The global interest rate cut cycle has not ended yet. If the crisis continues, countries will have greater stimulus policies."

Father: “How do you know?”

Xu Zhe: "You can tell by just reading two books that when a crisis comes, the macro-control measures are the same old tricks."

His father did not comment on his judgment, but just said: "You should stop reading so many extracurricular books and study hard. When you go to middle school, you should think about how to get into college. Your current grades are not good enough for a good school."

"Oh, is it so?"

Xu Zhe put down his schoolbag and handed over the report card with a smile.

Then I saw my father's expression - the same as Tang Lingfei's not long ago, almost shocked to the extreme.

Of course, to be precise, middle-aged men are much more stable than little girls. Xu Guowei did not yell, but just sat on the sofa, looking at the report card in his hand.

Mother Zeng Jing came out of the kitchen carrying a dish and said loudly, "What are you doing? It's time to eat, don't just stand there."

The father swallowed and gestured to the report card in his hand: "No, look at this."

Mother walked over quickly, with a look of impatience on her face.She wiped her hands on her apron, took the light piece of paper, and felt the weight of the paper in a second.

“First in the class!”

Zeng Jing couldn't help but blurt out.

The couple looked at each other, the surprise in their eyes met, but they still found it a little unbelievable.

Seeing his parents like this, Xu Zhe felt quite relieved.

Compared to the loneliness when I was studying in my previous life, my current family environment is much better.

Xu Zhe said leisurely: "Will I still be able to read extracurricular books in the future?"

Father: "Don't be too proud, you——"

Before he could finish his words, his mother interrupted him and said, "Of course you can! As long as you can maintain this grade, you can read as many books as you want!"

The father frowned and said, "If you are too distracted, it will be difficult to maintain your grades."

The mother was even more unconvinced: "The child did so well in the exam, can't we praise and encourage him?"

Father: "Then how do you think we should encourage him? How about this, let him play with the game console we got during the summer vacation."

Mother: "You are being stubborn, aren't you? How can a child play games casually?"

The father looked at his son and spread his hands: "Look, who is unwilling to give the reward?"

Mother: "Is that a reward? You are just being mad at me!"

Xu Zhe held his forehead and said, "... stop making trouble and eat while it's hot."

After all the talk and the quarrel, Xu Guowei and Zeng Jing, the parents, picked up their chopsticks, ate a few bites, and then forgot about the quarrel. As for the game console, it was naturally not mentioned again.

But Xu Zhe didn't care. Anyway, he didn't have the mood to play nostalgic games on PSP.

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Song Xingye sat on the sofa in her living room, her mind going blank.

Because her parents were arguing.

It was undoubtedly the first time that their parents had quarreled so fiercely in front of her. What made her even more panicked was that the cause of their quarrel was her, the good daughter who was always praised in the past.

"The child is so straightforward, he must have been influenced by you!"

"I don't think it's wrong to report cheating. And she was copied by someone else, so how can she pretend she knew nothing?"

"It's not appropriate to report the teacher directly! I've asked around, and she's Dean Jiang's granddaughter..."

"Haha, Dean Jiang should blame his son and daughter-in-law for not teaching them strictly enough."

"Whether they teach strictly or not is their business. The problem is Xiaoye. Is it necessary for her to make the relationship between her classmates so awkward? You don't care about school at all. I've asked around. The child of Dean Jiang's family is not good at studying, but he is very popular in the class!"

"If you don't study well, what's the point of being popular..."

"What's the use of having good relationships? People who joined the company later than you have been promoted, what about you?"

There was a "bang" sound as my father slammed the table.

"What did you say!"

"Why are you being so mean at home? Go to work and be mean to him. Xiao Zhang was originally your junior, but now he's your boss. Aren't you dissatisfied? Go and slam the table!"

Song Xingye held her head in her hands, unwilling to see her parents' cold and hostile looks. She didn't understand why her shrewd but gentle mother and her gentle and refined father were completely different today.

The world seems to have become strange.