Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration
Chapter 892: King of Cars (15) Chapter 1

Chapter 892: King of Cars (15) Chapter 1

"You can rest assured about that, Professor Yan," The Principal immediately stood up and poured a cup of tea for Professor Yan.

The other teachers in the office greeted Professor Yan.

Only Bai Yue stood there on the side, her eyes glaring in the direction of Professor Yan, causing the Principal to frown again.

"Principal, please go ahead with your work; we’ll go back to prepare our lessons," said the other teachers, knowing that the Principal had matters to discuss, as they made excuses to leave one after another.

As Bai Yue was leaving, she repeated, "Principal, you must finish reading the research paper I wrote."

The Principal merely smiled but did not commit to doing so.

After Bai Yue left the Principal’s Office, she thought that the Principal would certainly change his opinion after reading it.

But her wait turned into a week. Initially full of anticipation, she became increasingly restless. She hardly went to the racing practice several times, spending all her time in the office, worried that the Principal wouldn’t find her when he finished reading.

On Saturday afternoon, classes ended two periods early, and a teacher from the math department called out to Bai Yue from the office door, "Teacher Bai, at three-thirty, Teacher Ye will be discussing teaching methods with us in the meeting room."

Hearing this, Bai Yue looked up incredulously, "Hasn’t the Principal canceled this meeting? No way, could it be that he hasn’t seen the paper I gave him?"

She looked down, unable to believe this.

Seeing Bai Yue like this, the complexion of the teacher who summoned her also turned unsightly, "Teacher Bai?"

"I don’t think there’s anything wrong with my teaching method, you all can go if you want," Bai Yue, annoyed that they disregarded her advice, completely ignored the teacher and turned to sit down in her chair.

The teacher, having come with good intentions to pass on the message, said nothing more and turned to leave.

In reality, self-centered individuals like Bai Yue found it very challenging to garner others’ affection. Initially, some might find Bai Yue’s personality cool, but over time her arrogance and disregard for others became evident, and any previous goodwill would instantly vanish.

After finalizing a short-term intense training plan with a few teachers in the meeting room, Ye Shaohua concluded the meeting.

Then she rendezvoused with Shen Yan to plan the study program for class twenty-one.

Teaching during the day and racing at night, whenever there was a competition, she let Shen Yan cover for her, as Shen Yan’s level was now on par with Olympiad contestants.

With school tyrant Shen Yan present, she had no worries about discipline in class twenty-one in her absence.

A week later, in a regular race, Ye Shaohua took first place once again.

To avoid any negative influence, she always wore glasses and sportswear during races, looking nearly like a different person compared to her daytime attire.

Aside from Shen Yunzhong and Manager Wang, almost no one knew her identity, only recognizing the arbitrary codename, y, she had thrown out.

Shen Yunzhong kept her identity tightly concealed.

The racing team had given her a spot to go to F1.

Her fan base was growing exponentially, and Bai Yue, having lost to her several times, eventually didn’t make it to F1 at all.

After disappearing for a few days, upon her return, Ye Shaohua received a class status update from Shen Yan. Still, he couldn’t resist asking where she had been.

"Just went out for a walk," Ye Shaohua, seeing that the class average had gone up by seven points, was relatively satisfied.

Afterward, she went to the grade team to discuss the college entrance exam math with the group of teachers. Everyone who left looked pensive.

Having finished these tasks, she proceeded with her trip to Q University.

For Q University’s anniversary, many local alumni returned to their alma mater.

A few were specially invited back for their notable achievements.

"I didn’t expect that Bai Yue from the class next door—you all know her, right? She was famous online for a while," amidst the bustling playground, a group gathered for a rare gossip session, "I saw that racing video that went viral; I couldn’t believe she looked so timid before but turns out to be such a formidable racer."

As this topic emerged, naturally, Ye Shaohua, who used to be well-known at the school for racing, came up, "Ye Shaohua was also into racing, right? But I haven’t heard any news about her for a long time; I wonder how she’s doing now."

Immediately, someone mentioned that she is teaching math at a middle school now and she’s doing quite well, looking even better than before.

"I haven’t heard of Bai Yue, but I do know about that racing king y, but it’s a pity most of that information is abroad, and domestic data isn’t very complete. But Ye Shaohua, a math teacher? Are you sure about that?" One particularly handsome man leaned back in his chair, startled.

This man was the school’s heartthrob who had once dated Ye Shaohua.

In fact, he had been with Ye Shaohua for a year, but they broke up during senior year of college over certain issues.

"No mistake, when we went to the reunion last time, she even brought back a stack of math papers," Bu Xu and Yin Xun were both present. Both were rather perplexed by Ye Shaohua teaching math.

Especially high school math.

Since Ye Shaohua hadn’t studied math in college—teaching math, particularly high school math, wouldn’t be plausible without a solid foundation. Previously, Ye Shaohua had not seemed at ease with math.

"Wasn’t she into racing before?" The man paused, realizing he hadn’t kept track of Ye Shaohua for quite some time.

Bu Xu was unsure about this point, but Fang Qingyi beside Yin Xun knew very well, "She was dismissed by her racing club."

This revelation provoked more gossip among everyone, with people eagerly questioning Fang Qingyi.

As Fang Qingyi patiently responded to their inquiries.

"How come Ye Shaohua didn’t come back this time?" Bu Xu scanned the crowd and didn’t find Ye Shaohua anywhere.

Another person chuckled, "She probably didn’t receive an invitation from the school."

The group chatted and laughed as they left the playground, planning to find a place to sit down and relax.

Suddenly, they saw a swarm of people from the neighboring Math Department pushing toward the auditorium like the tide.

"What’s going on?"