"A pair of ungrateful wretches, it’s as if I’ve raised them for nothing," Ye’s mother complained as she served Ye Shaohua a bowl of fried rice, utterly exasperated by her two daughters-in-law and sons.
After drinking a glass of water, Shaohua took the rice from her mother’s hands and looked up, "Just think of them as two char siu bao. From now on, I’ll take care of you."
Although Ye’s parents were convinced they couldn’t count on their youngest daughter, they couldn’t help feeling happy to hear this.
Especially since their daughter seemed in good spirits today, presumably having forgotten about the motorcycle race incident a few days ago, Ye’s parents exchanged a glance and collectively sighed in relief.
Having finished her meal, Shaohua then went into her room to grab a bag before heading to Jing City No. 2 High School.
Her room was filled with models of race cars, including two racing tires.
Most of the clothes in her wardrobe were gothic in style, looking very cool, but because the original owner was a teacher, Ye’s parents had prepared two much more benign outfits for her.
Ye’s parents actually found it difficult to believe that their daughter was going to become a teacher.
Today was Shaohua’s first day at work.
She was assigned to teach the senior third-year class 21, the worst class, with less than three months left until the college entrance examination. Few people were willing to take on this hot potato.
Shaohua put on the black-framed glasses left by the original owner, which hid her beautiful eyes. freewёbnoνel.com
And concealed the occasional hint of coldness at the bottom of her eyes.
As the class director, it was better to keep a low profile.
The interim class director was currently in charge of class 21. When Shaohua visited the principal’s office to report, the principal was speaking with another young woman.
"Teacher Bai, the students in class 21 pretty much all listen to you. Can’t you lead them for a bit?" The principal seemed very polite to this Teacher Bai, and Shaohua gathered that she must be the interim class director.
As the two conversed, Shaohua had already knocked on the door from outside.
In theory, the people in the office should have heard the sound, but the two in the principal’s office seemed not to have heard it at all and continued their conversation.
"It’s no use, I still have students in my own class." This voice sounded quite cool.
"Alright then," the principal had argued for quite a while, and upon hearing Teacher Bai’s refusal, he sighed deeply in regret.
Only then did the principal notice Shaohua standing at the door with black-framed glasses, her skin fair and her appearance attractive, looking somewhat docile with glasses on.
"Are you the new class director for class 21, Teacher Ye?" The principal did not seem very eager to get to know Shaohua, probably still a bit perturbed, and gestured dismissively, "Teacher Bai, please take Teacher Ye to class 21. The students only listen to you. Tell them to restrain themselves a bit; otherwise, no teacher would be willing to be their class director."
Teacher Bai frowned, appearing rather impatient, "No thanks, I’ve got other things to do."
Even cooler now, she dared to talk back to the principal like that, but he didn’t seem disturbed by it at all.
Shaohua took another look at Teacher Bai, who must have some trick up her sleeve, given her apparent high status at the school.
Teacher Bai wasn’t wearing a skirt, but hot pants with a small shirt on top, looking very fashion-forward and unlike other female teachers who dressed up prettily.
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