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After My Rebirth as a Scumbag, I Was Blocked at the Gate by the Campus Belle

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Chapter 8: The Trouble with People Is Their Love of Teaching Others

After My Rebirth as a Scumbag, I Was Blocked at the Gate by the Campus Belle

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“Damn, Master Yue actually flirts like this?”

“Awesome, that’s way too bold. Who said Yue Buqun isn’t a real man?”

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The moment Shen Weiyue finished speaking, he regretted it. These idiots loved twisting words and making wild connections—this was going to be trouble.

Sure enough, Zhao Qingyan had already caught on. She shot him a glare, both embarrassed and annoyed, then began writing down names. Whoever was making the most noise got recorded.

Everyone watched as she expressionlessly walked out of the classroom. Not long after, she returned with Han the Old Devil.

“Shen Weiyue, take out the lighter. Confiscated!”

The Old Devil directly seized Shen Weiyue’s lighter, then began precise punishment. “Ye Lingtao, Zhou Qiang, Guo Liang…”

“Anyone whose name I call—go stand at the back of the classroom. You’ll handle cleaning duty today.”

Several of them immediately protested, “Not fair, Teacher Han! Why doesn’t Shen Weiyue have to stand at the back too?”

Han Changming sneered, “Shen Weiyue will write a 2,000-word self-criticism and hand it in to my office tomorrow morning. Do you want to write one too?”

“No, no, we don’t! Teacher, your judgment is wise—we fully support it!”

The idiots happily accepted their punishment. Shen Weiyue, however, cast a gloomy glance at Zhao Qingyan.

The campus belle lifted her chin proudly and even gave him a cold smile.

Damn it. No wonder you have no friends.

Running to the teacher over every little thing—who could stand that?

Han the Old Devil suppressed the troublemakers, scolded Shen the monkey, restored order completely, then left the classroom with his hands behind his back.

Without another word, Shen Weiyue lowered his head and began writing his self-criticism.

“Regarding my intention to burn a pen, I deeply reflect on my mistake. Respected Teacher Han, I have come to realize my error…”

Zhao Qingyan deliberately sat up straight, trying to sneak a glance at what he was writing.

Shen Weiyue covered the notebook with his left hand and leaned his body to the right, blocking her view.

Hmph, who cares.

Zhao Qingyan withdrew her curiosity and went back to reading.

Shen Weiyue ultimately couldn’t finish the self-criticism during morning self-study. He had only written a few hundred words before class officially began.

The first two periods were Chinese. The moment the teacher arrived, she immediately assigned an essay, leaving Shen Weiyue no time to continue his self-criticism.

After Chinese class, everyone went to the main field for morning exercises. Shen Weiyue stood right behind Zhao Qingyan, and during the jumping movements, her ponytail whipped him hard several times.

This campus belle was definitely taking revenge in public.

If you’re doing exercises, just do them—why use so much force? Even your school uniform is bouncing. Who are you trying to attract?

Shen Weiyue sneezed twice.

After the exercises, there were two consecutive math classes. Shen Weiyue took all the difficult problems he had accumulated and went to ask Han Changming about them. This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.

Because time was tight and many students were asking questions, Han Changming explained quickly, often adding things like, “You should understand this, right?” or “Just set X.”

Shen Weiyue still couldn’t fully grasp one of the major problems. His mind got stuck.

“Alright, I have to go to the next class. Think about it yourself first. If you still don’t understand, come find me during evening self-study.”

Shen Weiyue had no choice but to give up for now and return to his seat, frowning as he thought.

In sharp contrast to the entire class struggling in deep thought, Zhao Qingyan remained completely calm in every subject. It was as if there wasn’t a single problem she couldn’t solve, and she showed no sign of anxiety about the upcoming college entrance exam.

Shen Weiyue genuinely admired her intelligence.

Finally, evening self-study arrived—but Han Changming had something urgent and asked the Chinese teacher to supervise instead.

Shen Weiyue was tormented by that problem to the point of dizziness. Unable to figure it out, he turned to the girl sitting behind him.

She was the class’s perennial second place—Ning Xi, the study committee member, and a modest beauty.

“Committee Member Ning, sorry to bother you. Could you explain this problem to me?”

Ning Xi looked up in surprise. This Yue Buqun had never actively asked classmates for help before. Why skip the math queen and come to her?

“Which problem? Let me see.”

“This one. Let A and B be two points on the ellipse 3x² + y² = λ. Point N(1, 3) is the midpoint of segment AB. The perpendicular bisector of AB intersects the ellipse at points C and D. Determine the range of λ and find the equation of line AB…”

“Oh, this one. I understand it like this…”

Ning Xi didn’t refuse. She picked up her pen, began working through it on paper, and softly explained her reasoning to Shen Weiyue.

At first, Zhao Qingyan thought Shen Weiyue was whispering again and was about to poke him and record another violation. But then she suddenly caught the scent of mathematics.

Oh? Shen donkey, I’ve been waiting for you to ask me, and you go ask Ning Xi instead?

Ning Xi’s math was only average. She was nothing more than a defeated opponent under this class monitor.

Fine. Let’s hear what she has to say.

Zhao Qingyan suppressed the urge to turn her head and instead listened carefully. After a while, a hint of disdain appeared on her face.

Tch, I thought it would be something impressive. Just a standard solution.

There’s no way Shen Weiyue could understand this.

Sure enough, after listening, Shen Weiyue still frowned, only half understanding.

“Um, Shen Weiyue, that’s how it works. Do you understand?”

“I understand part of it, but there’s a key point I can’t get past. It feels like I’ve hit a bottleneck.”

“Then… should I explain it again?”

“Thank you.”

So Ning Xi explained it once more, but Shen Weiyue was still scratching his head.

Math is really damn hard.

The “eternal second place” and Yue Buqun both looked confused, while the top female student beside them was practically dying of frustration.

Two idiots.

That’s not how you’re supposed to approach this problem!

Ask me. Just ask me.

I have a solution that falls from the heavens—super simple.

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“Sigh, maybe I’m just too dumb. I still can’t understand it. Thanks anyway. I’ll ask the teacher tomorrow.”

Shen Weiyue turned back with a self-deprecating smile. Ning Xi could only return an awkward but polite smile and suggested, “Why not ask the class monitor? Her math is the best.”

Here it comes. Here it comes.

The dumb donkey is finally going to ask me.

Zhao Qingyan sat upright, waiting for Shen Weiyue to speak.

But he only smiled—and said nothing more.

From the corner of her eye, she saw him scribbling randomly on his draft paper. When he couldn’t continue, he simply stared blankly at Ning Xi’s solution.

How can someone be this petty? Just because you were punished with a 2,000-word self-criticism for burning a pen, now you won’t even ask me about a math problem?

Zhao Qingyan held back again and again, but seeing how clueless he was, she finally couldn’t endure it anymore.

“This part should be solved like this…”

She snatched Shen Weiyue’s notebook, crossed out the third line of his solution, and began writing quickly.

She wrote with full focus. Watching her profile, Shen Weiyue felt a kind of beauty filled with knowledge.

It was as if her mind had been kissed by Gauss himself. Her soft bangs scattered the light, forming a halo of intelligence around her.

“Why are you staring at me? Look at the problem. Explained like this—do you understand?”

“I think I do.”

“What do you mean ‘think’? You either understand or you don’t. I’ll explain it again—listen carefully.”

Zhao Qingyan, like a meticulous little teacher, pointed at the notebook and went through it once more.

Shen Weiyue listened attentively, and at last, a look of sudden realization appeared on his face.

At that moment, Zhao Qingyan felt as if she had tasted honey. A strong sense of accomplishment surged within her. So this is what it feels like to teach a dumb donkey.

She smiled in satisfaction.

And in that instant, everything around them seemed to lose its color.

Shen Weiyue found himself staring, unable to look away.

With a face like that… why bother being a top student?

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