Transmigration: On the Gossip Front -
Chapter 728 - 729 Freeloading Man 14_1
Chapter 728: Chapter 729 Freeloading Man 14_1
Song Lei didn’t know that Chiang Yi and his mother had laid everything bare and were even plotting against her.
Now, she had just finished watching the news and was ready to turn off the lights and rest.
While there was no homework, she intended to rest well.
Starting tomorrow, she would enter "Hell Mode," where the pace of classes would increase, along with the difficulty and amount of homework.
As Song Lei lay in bed, she remembered something important – whether to block Chiang Yi.
After thinking about it, she probably should, since he had given up maintaining his previous attitude and stepped down to connect with her directly, most likely there would be a follow-up.
Forget it, it doesn’t matter. Even if she hadn’t blocked him, she could do it when she got up the next day. She couldn’t let an insignificant person disturb her sleep.
Chiang Yi and Mother Chiang had a good discussion about how to proceed next and, feeling very confident, he returned to his bedroom, turned on the computer, and prepared to send a message to Song Lei.
But then he discovered a prompt telling him they were not friends and needed re-verification.
What the hell? Were they not friends? Chiang Yi sat there, completely befuddled, then quickly realized what had happened.
It must have been Song Lei’s unilateral decision to block him. This meant that she had seen the message he sent in the afternoon.
There was no further communication after that; not only did she not come out, but she had also directly blocked him. Did she not want anything to do with him?
Mother Chiang went to the kitchen, peeled an apple for Chiang Yi, and also wanted to find out if he had gotten in touch with Song Lei.
By the time she entered the room with the food, she saw her son sitting stupidly in front of the computer. "What happened?"
Mother Chiang leaned in and saw a line of text: "What does this mean, you’re not friends?"
Wasn’t that young girl chasing him? Why weren’t they friends? Mother Chiang was puzzled.
"She blocked me," Chiang Yi sighed softly.
"Blocked?" Mother Chiang still didn’t understand what it meant and looked at Chiang Yi, puzzled.
"It means we can’t chat online unless she accepts my request."
"But she’s already blocked me, so how could she possibly accept my request?" Chiang Yi really didn’t know what to say.
Why had it turned out this way? Although Chiang Yi was somewhat more accomplished than his peers, he was not so exemplary that he escaped confusion in the current situation.
What Chiang Yi didn’t know, Mother Chiang knew even less about – "Forget it, you’ll have to rely on yourself."
There was no other option, given the other party’s attitude. It’s not like he could force his way in, and even if he could, she might not be happy about it.
Chiang Yi thought for a moment, "I’ll contact her in a few days, her mood isn’t good right now."
Even if he tried to add her again, she wouldn’t accept, and he wanted to take some time to reassess his situation.
Chiang Yi thought about how he used to study by doing practice problems every day and still get good results. Now, if he focused on doing practice problems at home, he should be able to achieve the same.
Chiang Yi’s idea was good, but when he looked at the knowledge in the textbooks and thought back to the last big question on the exam, he had to admit that the difficulty of tests was increasing.
"Mom, could you give me some money? I want to go buy some exercise books." Although the exercise books from the bookstore were decent, they were not top-tier.
Ever since he had obtained the exercise books provided by Song Lei, it had been quite some time since he had purchased any.
"How much do you need?" Since she couldn’t afford a tutor for her son, buying exercise books was essential.
"I don’t know either, how about starting with 300?" Chiang Yi really wasn’t sure how much money was needed, so he threw out a rough figure after some thought.
Mother Chiang pulled out 300 from her pocket, then thought again and decided to give 500, "If you see something good, just buy it."
Chiang Yi nodded, determined to buy lots of practice books to take home.
It didn’t matter that he hadn’t done well on this test, because at the diagnostic test after the start of school, he was sure he could get a decent score.
He used to look down on Song Lei for her poor grades, feeling she was holding him back, but now that their scores were similar, they could study and discuss together.
They could discuss their studies together every day, and surely their relationship would improve and go back to how it was before, and then he could have access to some of Song Lei’s study materials.
Thinking this, Chiang Yi kept telling himself that he must work hard, absolutely hard, to make everyone take notice.
Chiang Yi roamed around the bookstore, flipping through quite a bit of tutorial material, some of which was supposedly authored by famous teachers.
But compared to the materials Song Lei had given him, it was still lacking. Of course, if all the materials were shared, what would be the advantage of the prestigious schools?
No matter how much Chiang Yi sneered and felt discontent inside, he could only choose a few decent-looking practice books, pay for them, and leave.
On his way home, it happened to start raining, and without a raincoat, Chiang Yi had no choice but to wait outside the bookstore for the rain to stop.
Watching the rain outside, Chiang Yi wondered what Song Lei was doing now.
She must be in class, he thought. Mention a tutor and a renowned teacher shows up at her door right away, but at his house, not to mention a famous teacher, even a regular tutor required much deliberation.
In this way, Song Lei’s grades were improving rapidly. Chiang Yi really regretted why he had done such a foolish thing in the first place.
Song Lei didn’t have the time to worry about Chiang Yi; she was really busy. Even though it was winter vacation, she still got up at six, did some exercise, running, and the like.
At 9 o’clock, the teacher arrived on time and the lessons continued until 11:30 am.
After lunch, she took a brief nap, then had classes from 1:30 pm until 4 pm – five hours of lessons a day, with an intensity not less than that of school time.
In the evening, Song Lei would take a short walk in the area, play a bit of piano, then do problems, watch the news, and make sure to rest before midnight.
As for homework, it was delivered to the teacher’s house the next day, where they reviewed it and provided feedback during the following lesson.
This allowed the teacher to adjust the pace according to her progress. Song Lei didn’t know how much others would progress during this winter vacation, but she knew her own pace of improvement must be crazy.
She could very well shock everyone with her results in the diagnostic test upon returning to school.
Although she didn’t show up in the class group, the real issue was that she was still in it. To be openly discussing how long she could last seemed a bit too much.
Just because of their underestimation of her, Song Lei decided she would absolutely crush them.
They were competitive, but could they outdo her? Unfortunately, she was a bit away from making it into the advanced class in the placement exam this time, alas.
But wait, why did she have to get into the advanced class? With Chiang Yi’s ability, he definitely couldn’t make it into the advanced class.
In that case, she might as well stay in the regular class. With the grades of the advanced class, staying in the regular class, she would absolutely infuriate Chiang Yi.
The original host harbored great hatred for him, and she wanted to make sure his high school life was spectacular.
Song Lei happily worked on her problems, thinking about how to make Chiang Yi furious. Seeing her every day would surely spoil his mood, and the time he could spend on studying would decrease.
When it came time for the college entrance examination, could he still score acceptably?
It wasn’t just about disparaging the original host for her poor college entrance exam results and getting only a diploma level score—it’s wondering what he would look like if he got such a result in this life, after looking down on others.
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