Confessing To The School Queen In Front Of The Whole School - Chapter 30.2

This left Xia Meng and Tao Yun together, staring at each other in silence. Xia Meng had already mentioned Su Hui preparing the lunchboxes, so the priority for both of them should have been to find Lin Ruoruo and Lu Qian so as not to delay lunch.

But neither of them seemed inclined to leave.

A gust of wind blew through.

Xia Meng hadn’t tied her hair up today, and the wind scattered it a bit. She held onto her hair, thinking angrily, Sooner or later, I’m going to have you cut into a bob!

I’ll find one of those unresponsive hair stylists to do it!

She looked up at Tao Yun. Coincidentally, Tao Yun hadn’t tied her hair up either. She was standing in front of Xia Meng, and the wind was blowing towards Xia Meng, sending Tao Yun’s hair her way.

Xia Meng reached out and grabbed a handful.

Tao Yun turned around.

Xia Meng gave an awkward smile: “Your hair is so smooth.”

Awkwardness aside, she was not deterred, she didn’t let go, and instead held on tighter. She pursed her lips, a little unhappy: “Although I like long hair, it’s such a hassle to manage. But my mom never lets me cut it short.”

Tao Yun’s gaze shifted to Xia Meng’s wind-blown, messy hair.

Her hair, like her personality, looked obedient and tidy, but a few strands always restlessly stuck out, drawing attention.

When the wind blew, those strands seemed to wave a greeting to Tao Yun, getting excited just like their owner did when seeing Tao Yun, always appearing in various ways to claim all of Tao Yun’s attention.

Tao Yun helped pat her hair down: “Long hair is nice.”

She remembered seeing pictures at Mr. Ji’s place where Xia Meng had a few small buns, which were particularly cute.

If she cut it short, there wouldn’t be those cute small buns.

Tao Yun’s eyes softened: “I can help you tie your hair sometime. That way it won’t be difficult to manage.”

Xia Meng was excited: “Really?”

Here they come, here they come, those few strands of hair were sticking up again. This time Tao Yun didn’t press them down, she answered: “Really.”

Xia Meng: “Then I won’t cut it!”

Long hair is good, long hair is great, long hair gets spoiled by a pretty girl. Xia Meng decided to cherish her long hair a little more. She remembered the time: “Lin Ruoruo and the others must be hungry, we should hurry over.”

Tao Yun: “Tell them to go to the cafeteria.”

Xia Meng: If they go to the cafeteria now, they won’t be able to get much food, and besides…

She held up the six lunchboxes: “Can the two of us finish all this?”

Tao Yun: …

In the end, they went to find Lin Ruoruo and the others to eat together.

Su Hui was right; his family’s food was indeed delicious. Lin Ruoruo polished off two servings herself, and the remaining three servings were split among the other three, actually finishing all six! Xia Meng carried the washed lunchboxes back.

Su Hui was dumbfounded. He stared at Xia Meng.

Then he gave her a thumbs-up.

In the afternoon, the teachers gathered in the office.

There were eight classes in the first year of high school, and quite a few teachers. A few of them repeatedly flipped through Class 8’s exam papers, unable to find any deduction points. Their faces were pale.

How could this be? How could Class 8 have scored better than last time?

Their scores had always been so poor. How could their brains suddenly open up after just a few days?

Old Yang sat calmly in the office, becoming the most watched person there. Teacher Ji really didn’t want to get involved, but at this moment, they were bound by a common fate—they had to publicly apologize…

Teacher Ji recalled that day.

In truth, he had similar thoughts to those other teachers. It was hard for the class he painstakingly taught to improve by even a few points.

But the improvement of Class 1 was only natural.

Compared to Class 8, the other teachers knew that Old Yang was still struggling to teach last semester’s material. This kind of lagging teaching progress had always been looked down upon.

What would they do when the college entrance exams arrived?

Basically, everyone had a poor outlook on Class 8. However, in the last exam, Class 8 successfully achieved a class-wide passing score.

Of course, there would be imbalance, but not all teachers lost their composure. At least some could offer superficial congratulations. However, a few teachers with less teaching experience and a more aggressive style proposed the re-examination.

They should have been talked out of it.

But no one truly wanted to talk them out… including Teacher Ji. He also hoped that Class 8 would fail this exam, just to prove that he was not wrong!

Why was his painstaking instruction of Class 1 less effective than Old Yang’s?

Afterward, Teacher Ji smiled bitterly. He had been blinded by the heat of the moment. It was inherently easier for those with a poor academic foundation to show greater improvement.

He was being unfair by comparing their progress to a class that was scoring near-perfect marks.

Teacher Ji calmed down, but undeniably, he had made a mistake in judgment at the time.

And that was the mistake most teachers made.

In that atmosphere, the word ‘re-examination’ hung over them like a mountain, impossible to escape.

Some people didn’t speak up, but they secretly hoped for it.

Teacher Ji closed his eyes.

He didn’t dare face his own faulty thinking.

He hadn’t voiced an opinion on the re-examination, but the few teachers who had proposed it were miserable. They knew clearly that if Class 8 had failed this time, it would have been fine, but with these scores, their jobs were at risk!

The re-examination decision took only one day.

One day later, the principal and school leadership learned about it, but seeing the immense disagreement among the teachers, they turned a blind eye.

However, they made it clear that this was the opinion and idea of a few individual teachers, and had nothing to do with the school.

In truth, when the principal tacitly allowed it, these few teachers had already lost their jobs.

A public apology was destined from the start. The school couldn’t keep them. Having this kind of mentality was a detriment to the school.

A few teachers were still defiant.

Why! Old Yang hadn’t put in any effort, he was just reaping the benefits!

Class 8’s families were wealthy; they must have hired private tutors. What did it have to do with Old Yang? What qualification did his teaching level give him to stay in No. 1 High School and be their colleague!

They looked at Old Yang resentfully, demanding an explanation.

An explanation? They were all adults, why be so childish? The Dean of Academic Affairs sneered: “You still have the nerve to be angry! Do you know what I had to face when dealing with Class 8’s parents!”

He hadn’t dared to make a big deal out of Xia Meng’s confession incident earlier, fearing the parents would cause trouble.

Now, all the parents of the entire class came to him. He and a few other teachers made numerous guarantees before they managed to quell their anger at the time.

One of the parents said: “You are all adults, and you are teachers, don’t be so childish.”

The Dean of Academic Affairs was instantly shaken.

He wanted to remain Dean of Academic Affairs for a few more years, until retirement! So he immediately backed down: “It’s all the fault of those few teachers. The school guarantees that we will dismiss them, and then we will publicly apologize.”

If he could, the Dean of Academic Affairs wanted to call off the re-examination immediately.

That parent scoffed coldly: “Take the exam. Why not? My son is not trash.”

Other parents chimed in: “Exactly, exactly.”

It was clearly intended to make them lose face.

Yet, the Dean of Academic Affairs couldn’t say anything. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he had to pull out a handkerchief.

Actually, before the start of the first year of high school, the school leadership had debated one thing: whether or not to admit the students of Class 8.

No. 1 High School was the key school in the city, and students were admitted based on their own merit. Would the sudden appearance of Class 8 lower the school’s reputation and drag down the school’s average score in the college entrance exam?

But this matter was not debated for long.

This world was inherently unfair. Those from wealthy families naturally had an easier path than ordinary people.

This was evident from the re-examination. The tutors they hired easily pulled the students’ scores up. This was their advantage, and no one could deny it.

Their lives were filled with green lights.

Thus, Class 8 was logically admitted.

Admission meant they were legitimate; Class 8 was a part of No. 1 High School.

The reason this issue arose was that a few teachers were too short-sighted and, simultaneously, they were unhappy with Old Yang.

The Dean of Academic Affairs sighed.

Sigh.

Old Yang was a teacher personally scouted by the principal. Even though he didn’t understand why, how dare they disapprove of the principal’s decision? They had brought this on themselves.

The Dean of Academic Affairs spoke weakly: “Saying all this is pointless. You all know the consequences.”

A public apology, followed by immediate dismissal.

The next day, those teachers would no longer belong to No. 1 High School.

The school auditorium.

All the students in the first year of high school, including the parents of Class 8, were present. Xia Meng’s mother also came. She was quite fierce and brought a video camera.

Xia Meng’s mother gloated: “Teachers apologizing to all the students! I never experienced anything like this when I was in school!”

Xia Meng: You haven’t cared about this matter from start to finish. You only care about the final apology.

This apology is for your daughter! Please, parent, be sober!

In any case, Xia Meng’s mother was determined to record this beautiful moment. Other parents saw the camera and lamented that they hadn’t prepared one—and then asked for Xia Meng’s mother’s contact information, asking her to send them a copy later.

Xia Meng’s mother smiled, nodded in agreement, and sat down securely.

Xia Meng: …

She quietly distanced herself, wanting to say that she had no connection to this woman.

The teachers stood on the stage, foregoing long-winded opening speeches, and immediately bowed in apology.

Xia Meng’s mother raised her video camera high, afraid the teachers wouldn’t see it.

The Dean of Academic Affairs: …

The Dean of Academic Affairs first acknowledged the mistakes made by individual teachers, then defended the school, stating that the teachers’ actions were unrelated to the school. However, the school’s failure to intervene promptly was also an error, and he hoped the parents would forgive them.

The few teachers’ faces were flushed as they lined up to apologize.

They saw the video camera in Xia Meng’s mother’s hand and even saw her wave a greeting to them: “…”

The teachers forced themselves to speak: “We are sorry. We should not have been biased against the students of Class 8. At this moment, we are no longer qualified to be teachers. After unanimous decision, we are leaving No. 1 High School to restore a positive environment for everyone.”

The moment the apology arrived.

Class 8.

It was impossible not to feel smug. Xia Meng’s deskmate’s hands were shaking with excitement. She tugged at Xia Meng: “I want a copy of the video too.”

Xia Meng: “…”

Goodbye, Mom, I’m sailing far tonight—

Ultimately, she didn’t have the courage to run away from home and this family, so she nodded meekly: “O-okay…”

She surrendered to her deskmate’s stern request.

Xia Meng wanted to observe Tao Yun’s reaction at this time. She began to look around, first finding the location of Class 1, and then searching from the first row.

Her decision was quite correct; Tao Yun was seated in the front row.

Even though she was taller than some of her classmates, the entire class still used Tao Yun as their centerpiece, insisting she sit in the first row, and they were willing to have their view blocked.

Tao Yun, sitting in the front row, looked at the teachers on the stage, a slight, relaxed smile on her face.

Xia Meng looked at her smug deskmate, then at Tao Yun’s smile. Although there was a world of difference in their looks, the meaning was the same.

They were happy about the teachers’ apology.

Xia Meng’s deskmate, who clearly couldn’t compare to Tao Yun’s looks, said: “We worked so hard for this moment! It feels so good!”

Xia Meng was still looking at Tao Yun.

It was hard to imagine Tao Yun saying the same thing. She suspected she might have misunderstood, but Tao Yun seemed to sense someone watching her and turned her head to look. Startled, Xia Meng sat up straight: “Yes, it feels so good!”

Deskmate: “…”

She felt that Xia Meng’s definition of “good” was different from hers.

After the teachers who had made the mistake finished apologizing, the Dean of Academic Affairs immediately settled their wages. Handing the wages over to the teachers signified that they were completely severed from the school.

This incident had become a dark mark on the history of the school and these few teachers.

For the school, the loss was not too great; they handled it very promptly. For these few teachers, it was a fatal blow.

With the apology concluded, the Dean of Academic Affairs finally wanted to ask for the parents’ opinions.

He wanted to hear the parents’ feedback, concerned that they might feel the matter wasn’t handled well enough. He looked around, and the presence of Xia Meng’s mother, holding the video camera, was the most prominent.

The Dean of Academic Affairs: …

“May I invite this parent to the stage to offer suggestions to the school so we can make excellent improvements.”

A sparse round of applause.

Xia Meng buried her head even deeper. Xia Meng’s mother calmly walked onto the stage, took the microphone, and said: “I have no opinions about the school for now.”

The Dean of Academic Affairs felt a sense of dread.

Xia Meng’s mother continued: “I just want to know who my future daughter-in-law… son-in-law… my daughter’s partner is!”