City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 508 - 0509: I Can’t Teach This

Chapter 508: Chapter 0509: I Can’t Teach This

Several large bundles of firecrackers were moved downstairs by the residents, and Ye Weidong went to park the motorcycle.

Plan to set off one bundle first, then another in the evening.

It is fair to say that in the old district of the textile factory, there were a few students from the same grade as Ye Qiu, but when Ye Qiu was first admitted to Jiangbei No. 3 Middle School in grade nine, he had the worst performance amongst those students during his high school years.

Now, he had actually achieved top scores in all subjects.

The residents couldn’t even imagine, how could Ye Qiu have changed so drastically?

"Old Zhou, how did your son do in the exams?"

Ye Weidong saw Zhou Weiguo, knowing that Zhou Xiaodong, Zhou Weiguo’s son, previously had decent grades, and wondered what the results were this time.

"Don’t mention it, just an ordinary specialized course."

According to Zhou Xiaodong’s best mock exam results before, he could have reached the second tier of universities. Weiguo thought, at least, he should have managed to secure a place in the third tier.

Unbelievably, when the results came out, they were fifty or sixty points below Zhou Xiaodong’s estimates, just on the mark for an ordinary specialized course.

Having him attend would be a waste of money in Zhou Weiguo’s eyes, so now that the results had just come out, Zhou Weiguo was immediately preparing to use his connections to inquire at Jiangbei No. 3 Middle School if Zhou Xiaodong could retake the year with those results.

"Did he underperform?"

Ye Weidong asked.

In the past, Zhou Weiguo often boasted in front of him that his son was the top student in the old district of the textile factory.

However, since Ye Qiu attained the top ranking in the city-wide joint examination, Zhou Weiguo dared not speak in that way in front of Ye Weidong anymore. Eventually, it made Zhou Weiguo feel somewhat inferior.

Now he had heard that Ye Qiu, just like in that joint examination, had gotten the top score in Jiangnan Province in the college entrance examinations.

This was the best result in the history of Jiangbei No. 3 Middle School and in the nearby area of the old textile factory district.

"Don’t know about that kid!"

Zhou Weiguo sighed and said.

He was now extremely envious of Ye Weidong; Ye Qiu could not only earn money through Medical Skills to provide for his parents but also had excellent academic results. He felt that his own son couldn’t compare to Ye Qiu at all, not by a hundredfold.

But after all, he was his own biological son.

"Old Ye, let me tell you something."

Zhou Weiguo said.

"Go ahead."

"I know Ye Qiu’s results have suddenly become very good, so, I was thinking, maybe Ye Qiu could tutor my Xiaodong, at least help him to pass the second tier university threshold."

"About that, I need to ask Ye Qiu."

This kind of thing cannot simply be taught on a whim, moreover, Ye Weidong didn’t even know if Ye Qiu had the time.

As Ye Weidong took out his phone to call Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu had just returned home and saw that it was a call from his father, he asked, "Dad, what’s up?"

"Ye Qiu, I’m here in the old district. Uncle Zhou’s son didn’t do well in his exams. He wants you to tutor him. What do you think?"

Ye Qiu hadn’t expected it to be another one of these trivial matters.

Of course, he knew that doing poorly was naturally related to one’s studies, but Ye Qiu knew that apart from himself who had a shortcut through the Soul Consciousness, there was no quick path for ordinary people; they had to progress step by step.

"Dad, I can’t teach him."

"Why can’t you teach him?"

"He needs to learn on his own; expecting a shortcut is impossible."

Ye Weidong already understood.

After ending the call with Ye Qiu, he looked toward the eagerly anticipating Zhou Weiguo and his son and said, "Old Zhou, Xiaodong, Ye Qiu just stated that he can’t teach him; he has no shortcuts, and one must rely on self-study."

Zhou Weiguo and Zhou Xiaodong could hardly believe that Ye Qiu had actually said he couldn’t teach.

However, Weidong’s expression didn’t seem to be lying.

Apart from Zhou Xiaodong, another high school student in the neighborhood, Liu Xiaohong, had also taken the college entrance exam. This time, her scores were likewise below the estimate by thirty to forty points, likely due to issues in her liberal arts section, which left her more than ten points short of making it into a Tier 3 university.

Her college entrance exam scores and cutoffs had just been released. When she checked her scores and learned she was more than ten points short of entering a Tier 3 university, her eyes immediately reddened with tears.

This left her parents also at a loss for what to do. Later, hearing that the tuition for Tier 3 universities was very expensive, they realized with their meager salaries, they would have to live without spending on anything else for a whole year just to afford Liu Xiaohong’s one year of tuition.

And if she really went to university, four years would cost them at least two hundred thousand, and that was just the basics. There might be other fees involved, bringing the total for four years to well over two hundred thousand.

To Liu Xiaohong’s parents, this amount was enough to make a down payment on a small three-bedroom apartment in Jiangbei.

However, driven by her strong sense of vanity, Liu Xiaohong wanted to get into a Tier 3 university because these were generally prestigious schools or private universities run in cooperation with corporations.

Unsurprisingly, she had barely missed the mark, and she hadn’t considered her parents’ income either.

Liu Xiaohong’s parents, Liu Yunqiang and Zhao Aili, were riding home on a motorcycle with Liu Xiaohong, having just accompanied her to the school to check her scores.

Liu Xiaohong felt sure that the teachers must have underscored her by at least twenty points and even wanted to ask the education department to investigate.

But her parents were ordinary people, and it was definitely impossible for them to have the education department recheck the scores. Thus, Liu Xiaohong either had to choose a normal diploma or repeat another year.

The couple had only this one daughter, and they were extremely worried about her.

Unexpectedly, she saw a large group of people gathered here, watching Weidong and a few other people setting off a roll of firecrackers.

"Old Ye, what are you doing?"

Liu Yunqiang asked.

"Setting off firecrackers to celebrate!"

Weidong replied.

"How did your daughter Xiaohong do?"

"She just barely missed getting into a university, and now she is devastated,"

Liu Yunqiang said.

"Horses stumble, humans err, it’s quite normal,"

Weidong comforted him.

But his tone and expression seemed very smug, looking completely different from those around him.

"How did your son Ye Qiu do?"

Liu Yunqiang asked.

Zhou Weiguo, standing nearby, said, "His son Ye Qiu is incredible. He won the Jiangnan Province top scholar title. I’m just here basking in his glory."

Top scholar in the entrance exam?

Liu Yunqiang, Zhao Aili, and even Liu Xiaohong were very surprised.

Before, all three of them truly looked down on Ye Qiu; now, they could only look up to him.

"That lad did alright, just average,"

Weidong laughed.

"All his subjects scored full marks, he’s the top in five subjects, probably the only one in Jiangnan Province."

Zhou Weiguo added.

Weidong chuckled, saying no more. Anyway, now Ye Qiu had brought him honor; the grievances he had endured in the neighborhood over the past ten or more years seemed to have vanished.