“Junior Jiang Jun, what exactly were you doing just now?”
“Huh? Senior Sister Su, I—I was listening to your lecture.”
“Really?”
Su Yanfei shot Jiang Jun a cold look, placed the test paper on the desk, and picked up a red marker to write down the score she had already calculated in her head.
“You took the test right after I finished the lecture, and you only scored 65? Mind you, these are all very basic questions.”
“And look at these four multiple-choice questions—you originally picked ‘D’ for the first one, which was correct. Why did you waver and change it to ‘B’?”
Seeing Su Yanfei’s stern expression, Jiang Jun pretended to look embarrassed. Avoiding her gaze, he scratched his hair and muttered quietly, “I—I didn’t have confidence in my own answers, so I changed them.”
Hearing this, Su Yanfei turned around, her back facing Jiang Jun, which left him feeling somewhat puzzled.
What is she doing?
She closed her eyes and took deep breaths to calm herself down.
So, she was actually furious.
As it turns out, whether you’re an aloof campus beauty or a gorgeous senior sister, the moment you step into the role of a “teacher” and encounter a “slacker student,” your temper and blood pressure will gradually rise in direct proportion.
Just then.
“Senior Sister Su—”
Jiang Jun paused, seeing how serious Su Yanfei looked right now, so he decided to switch to a different form of address.
“Teacher Su, I really was listening to your lecture, but as a student, I’m being honest—in all these years, I’ve never seen such a young teacher with such fair skin and such beauty.”
“I really want to focus, but there’s always a voice in my head that keeps distracting me.”
Sure enough, sincere praise delivered without the slightest hint of exaggeration is the easiest to accept.
Even for an aloof campus beauty senior sister, it was no exception.
Su Yanfei tilted her head and looked at Jiang Jun, furrowing her brows slightly as she asked with confusion, “What voice?”
“It’s the voice that goes, ‘There’s a beauty, look quick!'”
Su Yanfei: …
“Teacher Su, maybe if you tried to make your lectures a bit more lively, the students would find it easier to take in. And your voice is so pleasant to listen to—you don’t have to be so cold and stiff.”
Su Yanfei: ?
What does he mean?
Wait a minute!
This is praise first, then criticism.
You did poorly on the test, and now you’re turning it around to say it’s because my teaching isn’t good enough—so it’s my fault now?
So infuriating, but she still had to hold it in.
Su Yanfei stared at Jiang Jun with dark lines on her face. If looks could kill, Jiang Jun would have been dead cold by now.
The next second.
Jiang Jun picked up the red marker from the desk and, after the score she had just written, added a string of symbols and numbers:
+5+5+5+5+5
When he picked up the pen, Su Yanfei had already looked over curiously. She just found the way he wrote that line of characters rather peculiar.
He wrote five 5s first—at first she thought he was trying to express “wu wu wu” like a whimper of grievance—then he added a “+” sign between each number.
“Teacher Su, don’t be angry. I know I definitely have my own problems too. After all, this is your first time being a tutor, and it’s my first time having extra lessons. We’re both ‘first-timers,’ so it’s normal to have issues.”
Su Yanfei’s face suddenly flushed slightly. The words sounded a bit strange, but she couldn’t quite pinpoint why.
“I promise you, Teacher Su—if you’re willing to adjust your teaching style a little, I guarantee that from now on, I’ll improve by at least five points on every test. I swear it!”
Hearing this, although Su Yanfei found it a bit exasperating, a thoughtful expression still appeared on her face.
After all, this somewhat sunny and handsome young man in front of her was the younger brother of her boss and senior sister, and she genuinely needed this part-time job.
After thinking for a moment, Su Yanfei’s expression softened slightly. She turned to look at Jiang Jun and said calmly, “I’ll consider what you’ve said. As for whether I’ll take it into account and make changes, I’ll decide after I’ve watched some online courses and learned from how other teachers teach over the next couple of days.”
“But!”
Su Yanfei suddenly raised her voice, staring at him coldly. “If you keep this kind of attitude toward studying, in the end, not only will your grades drop and you’ll fail your final exams, but you’ll also end up spending a lot of money on tutoring. My tutoring rates aren’t cheap, so in the end, the only loser will be you.”
Hearing this, the corners of Jiang Jun’s mouth curled up slightly—it was almost harder to suppress than an AK-47.
I’m already winning so much, how could I possibly lose?
“That won’t happen, Teacher Su, don’t worry.”
Jiang Jun put on a sincere expression and then asked, “So, what’s your tutoring rate, Teacher Su?”
Su Yanfei recalled her earlier conversation with Jiang Qinglan. After hesitating for a moment, she said, “Eighty yuan an hour.”
For an ordinary student, that was indeed quite expensive, but for Jiang Jun…
A pittance, hardly worth mentioning.
Su Yanfei noticed Jiang Jun wasn’t saying anything, so she took a new set of practice questions from her shoulder bag and handed them to him. “This is your homework assignment. There are more questions on the back. Bring it next time we meet for tutoring.”
“Next time… when would that be?”
“Probably Tuesday. I’ll let you know the exact time. Tomorrow’s Monday and you freshmen have a full day of classes, so no tutoring then.”
With that, Su Yanfei packed up her bag and turned to leave the study room.
Jiang Jun watched her walk away, and a smile rose in his heart.
In his past life, he’d been a bookworm his entire life—over a decade of schooling spent in serious study, always a top student. So in this life, at school…
After studying for a lifetime, can’t he now flirt and date and fall in love?
Jiang Jun sat back in his chair, crossing his legs, looking at the test paper on the desk. A confident smile spread across his handsome face as he twirled his pen with practiced ease.
He believed that the way things were unfolding, it was only going to get more and more interesting.
…
Early the next morning.
All the freshmen faced their “Monday from hell”—a full day of classes. But for Jiang Jun…
It was just a change of scenery for spacing out.
The four roommates from Dorm 406 sat in a row, with just a few minutes before class started.
On any other day, at this time, they’d probably still be on the road—or just leaving the dorm.
But on Mondays, no one dared to be late.
Jiang Jun flipped through the textbook for the upcoming class, then pulled out the homework Su Yanfei had assigned him yesterday from his backpack.
He remembered that after getting the test paper yesterday, he hadn’t even looked at it.
Jiang Jun only glanced at the questions on the paper, and the familiar standard answers immediately surfaced in his mind. If he wanted to, he could write them all out in no time.
Just then.
Guo Kaihua, sitting next to him, leaned in closer, looking down at the test paper. A confident smile spread across his face as he spoke.
“Oho, actually doing practice problems on your own? Never would’ve guessed, Old Jiang, that you had this side to you!”
“But everyone knows—a prodigal son who returns is worth more than gold.”
Guo Kaihua rested his elbow on Jiang Jun’s shoulder, patted his own chest with a grin, and spoke with absolute conviction.
“Tell you what, Old Jiang—I’m a month ahead of you in studies, and your big bro Hua here is the class monitor. So if you’ve got any questions, just ask away. I’ll tell you everything I know, holding nothing back!”
Hearing this, a roguish smile curled at the corner of Jiang Jun’s mouth.
“Alright then, Huazai, let me ask you one.”
“Who do you love more—your dad or your mom?”
Guo Kaihua: …?
He’d been full of confidence, ready to conquer the other with his vast knowledge, but when the question came, his brain suddenly froze. What was going on?