Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 398 The Second Daughter in the Historical Fiction 93

School started soon after, and Fu Ci transferred to a different class.

He was transferred from the honors class to a regular class, and it was the worst regular class at that.

Logically speaking, this is a very critical period, and there is a great risk in what he is doing.

But his original homeroom teacher was really targeting him.

For example, Fu Ci handed in his homework, but the homeroom teacher said he hadn't, and then made him copy it several times as punishment;

For example, he would suddenly ask Fu Ci to go out and clean during class. Every time there was a surprise hygiene inspection, the homeroom teacher would always ask Fu Ci to go out and check the hygiene during class.

For example, he would repeatedly bring up the matter of Fu Ci receiving subsidies in class, talking about it for half a class period, and even making Fu Ci thank the school, the teachers, and even his classmates.

At first, the students in the class would get very excited every time this segment came up.

When they see someone being openly and blatantly suppressed, they often feel a bit agitated, especially when it was the homeroom teacher who started it.

Fu Ci didn't have much time to deal with the homeroom teacher anymore, so he directly asked to transfer to another class.

At first, no class was willing to accept Fu Ci because the teacher told each class's homeroom teacher how difficult Fu Ci was to manage, saying that he was arrogant and undisciplined.

But then an unexpected thing happened: the original homeroom teacher of Class 19 resigned. Class 19's grades were too poor, and other teachers were unwilling to take over, so the school arranged for a new teacher to take over the class.

The homeroom teacher originally wanted to tell the new teacher about his resignation, but because he couldn't find an opportunity, he didn't manage to do so.

The new teacher knew nothing about the school; he only knew that the top student in the grade was going to transfer to his class, and he immediately agreed.

Class 19 didn't care at all about Fu Ci, the new transfer student.

They were interested in everything except studying, and there were four or five other students in the class who wanted to study, but they were different from the others.

Fu Ci felt an unprecedented sense of tranquility in this class.

It was very quiet during class because most of the students were sleeping, and it was also very quiet after class because they were still sleeping.

The noisiest time is during evening self-study. As long as there is no teacher standing on the podium, the students will keep talking.

Fu Ci kept doing practice problems.

Although he is still a sophomore in high school, the new lessons had already been completed when he was in the original class, while Class 19 was still following the normal teaching schedule.

During self-study, the math teacher stepped down from the podium.

"Have you already finished your lessons?" the math teacher asked curiously.

Fu Ci nodded.

"You're progressing so fast!" The math teacher's eyes held a hint of envy.

Unlike these pigs below, who not only don't listen, but even after being forced to learn several times, they still can't get it.

"Because we're still in class during holidays," Fu Ci explained.

"Do you come to school for classes during your holidays?" a student next to me asked curiously.

"How awful, having to come during the holidays."

Fu Ci nodded.

But not the entire holiday is spent in class; only half of the holiday is spent in class.

"If you don't understand something, just ask me." The math teacher's eyes held a hint of expectation.

There weren't many students in this class, and the few who were good at math didn't dare to ask him for help, which made him, as the teacher, feel no sense of accomplishment at all.

The most exhausted person is the new homeroom teacher.

He attended a meeting in the afternoon and was criticized for the entire afternoon.

In just one day, their class has already been reported three times.

The first incident involved a boy eating in the cafeteria who didn't put his bowl where it should have been; the second incident involved students from their class getting into a fight with students from the next class; and the third incident involved students from their class getting together with thugs to fight, which escalated to the point of ending up at the police station.

The homeroom teacher was completely devastated.

What kind of class is this? This is terrifying! This is the first time he's ever been to a police station in his life.

They're just high school kids, how come they're so bold as to fight with people from outside the community?

When he talked to these students, they looked at him with such resentment.

"This is loyalty and righteousness!"

"The essence of the martial arts world is loyalty!"

The homeroom teacher fell silent upon hearing their words.

He really didn't know how to teach these people.

But when he walked into the classroom and saw several classmates studying diligently in the front row, his heart was filled with hope again.

At least there are still a few people in the class who are studying, and that's enough.

The homeroom teacher sat on the podium, and the noise from below finally subsided a bit, but there were still some faint whispers.

The homeroom teacher observed Fu Ci, who was working on his homework. Today, a bald teacher came to talk to him, saying that Fu Ci was particularly difficult to deal with.

But Fu Ci doesn't seem that difficult to deal with. He's a very quiet kid who's always doing his homework. He's obviously a good student.

The homeroom teacher frowned. Was that teacher trying to steal his student? He hadn't said which class he was in, and wouldn't tell him when asked. It was very strange.

The more the homeroom teacher thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

He shook his head. No, no, he couldn't let him take Fu Ci away. Fu Ci was the only student in their class who ranked in the top 300 of the grade.

The other students worked very hard, but their ranking remained around 400th.

At this moment, Song Xianyin was staring blankly at the teacher explaining the problem.

She really dislikes studying; it's not just dislike, it's disgust.

She gets frustrated whenever she studies, and she's not good at studying.

She didn't understand why people had to do things they weren't good at.

The exam was yesterday, and the results came out today. Song Xianyin's score was neither good nor bad.

She has already earned the points she could, and she simply doesn't know the ones she doesn't know.

"Students, you must listen carefully. This is a crucial time. It would be a real shame if you couldn't even get into our high school. Every year, several students fail to get into our high school. Logically speaking, we should have an advantage."

The teacher looked at the listless students below and became somewhat anxious.

"Who gives lectures during evening self-study? Aren't we all supposed to study on our own?" a classmate muttered to himself.

She originally wanted to do other homework that night, but the math teacher insisted on giving a lecture. There aren't that many problems to cover. Couldn't he have covered them tomorrow?

Their math teacher definitely takes up the most class time.

Sometimes when the students were resting after studying hard in the morning, he would secretly help them with a few problems when the homeroom teacher wasn't around.

Even though it wasn't his class during evening self-study, he took advantage of Mr. Chen's absence to go over the problems again.

Rainy days during PE class are his domain, where he becomes completely absorbed in explaining the topic, ignoring the expressions of the students below.

"Mathematics is very important. Other subjects can be memorized. Besides, now is the time to build a foundation. If you don't study hard now, you won't be able to catch up in high school."

"Why aren't any of you reacting? I think you're all almost asleep. Okay, I'll ask a few of you why you chose this answer."