Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration
Chapter 880: King of Cars (3) Chapter 1

Chapter 880: King of Cars (3) Chapter 1

The students in Class 21 were either too influential at home to mess with or too notorious on the streets to provoke.

At this moment, the class was in chaos due to Bai Yue’s incident.

"Brother Yan, I asked my uncle, and it turns out that our new class teacher and that Sister Bai graduated from the same university," a group of students clustered together without any order, "Who would have thought that even a student from a famous university could have a personality like Sister Bai’s."

The noisy crowd was also discussing that if the school forcibly assigned them a new class teacher, they would transfer to Bai Yue’s class.

"Only Sister Bai can handle us. Look, how many other teachers take us seriously as students?" another student scoffed, "When it comes to teaching our class, they all start making excuses."

That was until Ye Shaohua pushed open the door of Class 21 once more.

This time, without the Principal leading the way, the assorted bunch in the classroom thought that the Principal had compromised and lazily glanced toward the classroom door.

Perhaps because they didn’t expect to see someone like Ye Shaohua, each of them wore a blank expression on their faces.

There was already a shortage of female high school teachers, not to mention female math class teachers.

Those eating snacks, looking at phones, chatting idly, and playing games—all ceased their activities the moment that person entered the door. The classroom that had never truly quieted down was suddenly silent.

These students had been guessing who would replace their class teacher after the school’s announcement and had decided that no matter who it was, they would not accept them.

But now, seeing the well-behaved woman standing by the door, all their previously agreed upon complaints went out the window.

The school was never short of beautiful girls, such as the school’s beauty queen, the beauty of the sophomore class, the belle of a certain freshman class...

But none of their looks matched up to a single glance from the person before them.

The previously most carefree student was as if paused mid-action, with one foot still raised mid-air, unmoving for a long time.

Ye Shaohua had just casually flipped through a math review book in the Office and learned that the high school curriculum in this world was no different from what she was familiar with.

However, she was unaware of the impact she had on the students and simply walked up to the podium.

A male student slouched by the podium, upon seeing her approach, suddenly snapped out of it and blushed before scurrying to his seat.

Ye Shaohua picked up a piece of chalk and wrote her name on the blackboard in strong, vigorous characters. Then, with chalk in hand and leaning on the podium, she finished introducing herself in a few sentences, "Who has the seating chart?"

"Teacher Ye, I do!" A girl immediately raised her hand and brought a seating chart to Ye Shaohua.

Ye Shaohua glanced at it for a few seconds, surveyed each member of the class, and returned the chart to the girl.

"Don’t you need it?" the girl asked, puzzled.

"No, I don’t," Ye Shaohua shook her head.

Though the girl found it strange, she said nothing.

Teaching high school math is indeed challenging, especially to students with no foundation who are just coasting through. Now that Ye Shaohua had become the class teacher, she certainly wouldn’t take things lightly.

She had already planned her approach on her way there.

Without a lesson plan, her mind held a string of classes to come. She wrote a comprehensive question on the board first thing.

It wasn’t too difficult, but it still posed a challenge for this class.

Most of the students in the class began to furrow their brows.

"Teacher Ye, Sister Bai said we should start with the most basic things due to our weak fundamentals," a girl, seeing Ye Shaohua giving such a problem, immediately stood up and objected, "Not a single person in our class can solve this kind of question. Are you deliberately trying to shame us, to put us in our place?"

This is how these teachers are, always setting difficult questions for them, and when they see that no one in the class can solve them, they start comparing them with other classes.

The students of Class 21 were thoroughly annoyed by this as Bai Yue was the only one who didn’t do that.

The Principal, who was observing the situation from outside, felt complicated upon hearing this, "Teacher Ye, that question is indeed too complex for them. If you really don’t want to teach them, just say so, and I’ll try to persuade Teacher Bai again..."

Ye Shaohua’s face showed no irritation; she simply looked at the girl, "Xu Meiqi, right? If you don’t understand something, that’s precisely why you need to learn it, why you need a teacher to break it down for you. If every question was easy for you to understand, what’s the point of having a teacher? Teachers aren’t here to satisfy your pitiful pride."

As she spoke, she reached out for another piece of white chalk and swiftly wrote the first formula on the board.

"This can be found in the second paragraph on page 132 of the review materials in your hands..." Ye Shaohua was absolutely confident in math; after all, she had taught a Math Olympiad champion before, and each point she explained was very thorough.

At first, the students wore numb expressions, but they became engrossed as she talked and intertwined interesting stories about mathematicians.

The problem was explained in ten minutes.

After she finished, a detailed solution appeared on the blackboard, "See, isn’t it simple? I believe you all managed to come up with the answer, right?"

The students of Class 21 looked down at the figures they had casually scribbled in their books, complicated feelings stirring as they saw the same figures that Ye Shaohua had written on the blackboard.

Ye Shaohua only had one class today. After she finished, most of the students were still not back to reality when she left the classroom.

Shen Yan, who saw her leaving, immediately dropped the pen he was spinning and planned to come out, but didn’t even catch a glimpse of Ye Shaohua.

"Brother Yan, are we still going to watch Sister Bai’s practice match today?"

Shen Yan fished out a cigarette from his pocket, intending to light up as usual, but suddenly something seemed to cross his mind, and he pocketed the cigarette again, lifting his brows, "Go back and do the worksheets."

Meanwhile, the Principal, who had sneakily left, and the Head Teacher, who had received a call from the Principal: "...Principal, why didn’t you let her teach sooner?"

**

Today was Ye Shaohua’s first day teaching, and she also visited the personnel department to check several things, including the exam performance of Class 21 over the past three years.

When she returned, the door to the Ye Family’s house was open.

It seemed someone was talking inside.

"You’re back?" When Ye Shaohua entered, her father was talking with a middle-aged man, while her mother was cooking and chatting in the kitchen.

The man her father was talking to was Ye Shaohua’s uncle, discussing the matter of her two brothers leaving.

"Since your aunt arranged for you to work at the school without telling me, you should do your job properly," the uncle, seeing her drop her bag, frowned deeply, "Stop messing with your racing and try to be more like Qingyi, give your parents some peace of mind."