Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 892 - 893 Toxic Fatherly Love 25

Chapter 892: Chapter 893 Toxic Fatherly Love 25

Zhang Yu kept telling herself, don’t get angry, don’t get angry, at least when the teacher scolds you, it shows they care.

"My grandmother is in the hospital for chemotherapy these days. I submitted my exam early, but I finished all the questions."

Zhang Yu explained simply for herself, "I wanted to go back and see my grandmother."

The homeroom teacher didn’t expect Zhang Yu submitted the exam early for this reason, "I’m sorry."

"Is your grandmother okay?"

"She’s okay, the chemotherapy is just to control it for now."

The homeroom teacher nodded, "Go ahead."

Many people witnessed Zhang Yu being stopped by the homeroom teacher; they were wondering how the teacher would scold Zhang Yu.

Unexpectedly, after a short conversation, Zhang Yu just ran off, leaving everyone puzzled.

Those sharp-eyed even noticed that Zhang Yu showed no bad expression at all. Could it be that the homeroom teacher didn’t scold her?

You know, last time someone else submitted early, the homeroom teacher didn’t spare any scolding. Yet unexpectedly, Zhang Yu received different treatment this time.

Liu Hui also saw this scene and felt quite good thinking that Zhang Yu would be scolded by the homeroom teacher.

He kept praying, hoping the homeroom teacher would scold Zhang Yu harshly, otherwise she’d get too cocky.

The day the monthly exam results came out, Liu Cuifang had already been discharged. The old lady was actually quite worried; for those few exam days, Zhang Yu had submitted her exams early, leaving the result uncertain.

Zhang Yu was very confident in her results, and when they came out, she looked at the scores for each subject, including her humanities ranking and class ranking.

"Not bad." Everything was within her plan, and Zhang Yu was quite satisfied.

Everyone around the score sheet was amazed, "Zhang Yu’s performance improved a lot unexpectedly."

"Exactly, her humanities ranking went up more than twenty places."

"Her class rank reached the 20th place."

"In the preliminary exam, I remember she was 25th?" Someone hesitated, unsure.

"Yes, she was 25th." Although it seemed she only moved up five places, compared to the end-of-term results of last semester, Zhang Yu improved ten places overall.

You have to know, at this point, everyone is working hard, yet she can improve so much, how could it not be surprising?

Someone recalled when the homeroom teacher stopped Zhang Yu, and she left quickly, "Indeed, if she didn’t do well, how could the homeroom teacher let her go so easily?"

"If Zhang Yu can improve, there’s no reason we can’t." Someone felt she was their learning model.

"Yeah, Zhang Yu didn’t do well before, but she started working hard during summer vacation."

They felt they merely started a few months later than Zhang Yu, but given their better foundation, they should be able to surpass her easily.

Liu Hui, looking at the humanities score sheet, had an ugly expression. Didn’t she submit the exam early? Didn’t she get stopped by the homeroom teacher? How could her score still advance?

Originally, he thought he would have a chance if Zhang Yu’s score declined, but unexpectedly, her results improved this exam.

Unhappy, truly unhappy. Ever since falling out with Zhang Yu, he realized it wasn’t Zhang Yu who couldn’t live without him, but him without her.

Without Zhang Yu buying him food and drink, he’s never full, and wants to eat something nice, it costs quite a bit.

He went to ask Father Liu for money, and the reply was promising. Senior year is important, better prepare well with no regrets.

But those words are just that, he got only five hundred yuan, and was accused of being spendthrift.

He felt truly wronged; he needed to buy exercise books and eat three meals a day, even being frugal, the five hundred wouldn’t let him buy meat dishes.

When he was with Zhang Yu, she always gave him lots of meal tickets so he could eat meat every meal.

Now Liu Hui just prays that in the next monthly exam, Zhang Yu performs poorly.

Unfortunately, this hope hadn’t been realized even up till the end-of-term exams of the first semester of senior year.

Not only had he not met this goal, but what infuriated him more was his own decline over thirty places while Zhang Yu shot up to the top 30 in humanities.

This shocked the entire senior year. Although it’s a humanities class, which is relatively easier than science, the humanities classmates aren’t pushovers either, they’re also improving.

Proving Zhang Yu was genuinely working hard in her studies, even the science class teachers mentioned her improvement whenever discussing progress.

Liu Hui’s significant regression led the homeroom teacher to cite this as an example, "You used to say you helped Zhang Yu with her scores."

"How come she improved so much, and you not only haven’t improved but have regressed."

If ranks don’t advance, it shows everyone is trying, and progression is tough, but regressing so much indicates his mind isn’t on studies.

"It’s already senior year, everyone is striving and you..." The homeroom teacher sighed.

"As well as your parents." The homeroom teacher had summoned Liu Hui’s parents to discuss his study issues.

The reply received was trusting Liu Hui. The homeroom teacher was at a loss for words.

Liu knew the time when Mother Liu came, it almost drove the teacher mad, but what could he do? "I’m sorry, my mom is in poor health."

With Liu Hui saying this, what could the homeroom teacher do, "Your grades."

With both parent and student not putting in effort, what else could the homeroom teacher do even if anxious?

Wang Lei sat on the back of the electric scooter, "Zhang Yu, where are you planning to go for New Year?"

"We’re planning to go to Hainan." Zhang Yu had already booked to spend New Year there before the holiday.

Going to Hainan for the New Year? Wow, Wang Lei was envious, "That’s great."

"I also want to spend the New Year somewhere else." Even if it’s not Hainan, celebrating somewhere different would be great.

Seeing Wang Lei’s envious face, Zhang Yu could only say, "My family doesn’t have relatives to visit, but you’re different, whether it’s your dad’s side or your mom’s, the relatives are numerous."

"Of course, you can’t go out for the New Year."

"I have no relatives, plus my grandmother’s health, going south for the New Year is better."

Though there’s air conditioning at home, the cold weather outside isn’t good for the old lady’s health.

"Not continuing chemotherapy?" Wang Lei suddenly remembered, doesn’t Li Cuifen have chemotherapy every month?

"In a couple of days for chemotherapy, then after a few days at home, we’ll leave." Zhang Yu had everything planned out.

"Jealous, by the way, bring me back some coconuts." Wang Lei knew no matter how envious she was, her family couldn’t go out for New Year, "Take lots of pictures."

She knew Zhang Yu had bought a digital camera and the photos turned out pretty nice, "I can’t go, but you can."

This request, Zhang Yu readily agreed to.