Chapter 5: The Threat of Glasses Guy
The days near the end of the semester were compact and fulfilling. This was the first semester final exam for the tenth grade, so the teachers' "top students" all worked hard to prepare for it. However, Cheng A was still hanging out with his old friends in their "circle", playing basketball carelessly during the day, talking nonsense at night, drinking wine that he rarely drank before, although he got drunk after just one cup! He started smoking one cigarette after another, even though he knew how much harm it would bring to his body. But he always thought that "men should be like this!" (Now I deeply feel the ignorance of that time! But I never thought about regretting it!)
But he didn't know that he had unknowingly walked into the eyes of "Eyes Brother"...
One month before the final exam, a Wednesday evening self-study session, in a two-person teacher's office, Eyes Brother and I...
"Cheng A, you know why I'm looking for you?" asked Er Lang, sitting with his legs crossed.
".... Master's intention, as a junior, I dare not make any rash guesses!" Looking at him sitting while not allowing himself to sit, Cheng A said with dissatisfaction.
"Hey! You're still trying to play the scholar with me? You're just a junior, so first show me some respect and bow down to your elder!" Eyes Brother teased.
"...", and then Master Da Li, wouldn't he have to kneel down and kowtow?!
"I'll just say it straight out! I came looking for you today to talk about this final exam." Eyes Brother had an air of being very much in control.
"What's wrong with the final exam?" Cheng A asked with a puzzled expression.
"...do you think you can achieve your desired results with your current state?" Eyes Brother was momentarily speechless.
"What is ideal level, teacher?" Cheng A continued without knowing
"...Don't you know yourself?" Black lines began to appear on Brother Eyes' forehead.
"I think I can still do it!" said A with a bit of confidence.
"...and what's your so-called 'alright' based on?" Eyes Bro's patience seemed to be running out.
"I don't know either!" A scratched his head, looking embarrassed.
"..., okay! I'll say it like this, from your 7th grade to 9th grade, I've seen most of your final exam scores. The best one was in the first semester of 8th grade, where you ranked 5th in the class and 28th in the whole school. You got a perfect score in history, ranking 1st in the subject, and 3rd in Chinese language. I also saw that test paper. History is your strong suit, so I won't mention it. The Chinese language test was very difficult, but you managed to get 131 points, with only 5 points deducted from the essay. This fully demonstrates that your foundation in Chinese is extremely solid! However, if I were to take the test, I could have gotten at least 140 points. Those 10 points... 5 points for the essay, and 5 points lost on the test format."
"...became A was speechless, staring at Eyes Brother, you're a language teacher, what's so strange about getting so many points! You should get full marks. But Eyes Brother didn't care about his speechless expression and the meaning he wanted to convey, instead, he continued with pride..."
"You lost points on those few questions that even a sixth-grade student can do, so it's possible for you to get the highest score in language originally, but your carelessness made you lose this opportunity. Have you ever reflected on the reason?"
"Teacher, that was just a coincidence! Look at my grades in other subjects. Especially math and science, I'm really bad!" He's worried he'll become the victim of Eyes' rapidly inflating confidence, so he quickly changes the subject!
"Cough! Your math and science are indeed in need of improvement, 150 points for English but only got 98 points, and 150 points for math but actually got 138 points. But I heard it was all copied, because your math scores have always been below 60 points, whether it's a total score of 150 or 100, you can only get more than 50 points. I heard the highest score you ever got was 59 points, and you even argued with your math teacher about this! You asked him why he didn't give you one more point?" Eyes Brother said to Cheng A while wiping his eyes as if chatting casually.
"...", it seems that everything has been found out, and it looks like I've been betrayed by Old Nu (my math teacher in junior high school for three years, whose name contains the character "Lu" and who often fell asleep during math class, so we secretly gave him the nickname "Old Nu") again...
"You don't have to be embarrassed! I've done the same thing when I was studying, it's just that my methods were more clever and the teacher didn't discover me." Glasses Brother had a complacent expression, as if he was showing off a new toy to his playmates when he was little.
"Alright! Enough chit-chat, let's get to the point." Eyes Brother put on his glasses and sat up straight.
"You're also aware that you're nagging!" Of course, this sentence can only be said in my heart, because I know Eyes Brother's explosive power is quite fierce. If I say it out loud, who knows if he'll suddenly "beast mode" and xxoo me...
"Your middle school homeroom teacher let you develop this laziness because you're the type that's fine when left alone, but becomes unbearable when managed. Of course, don't take pride in this, because whether your 'good days' can continue is up to me. So for this final exam, you'd better bring out 200% of your fighting spirit and let me see if you're worth me sacrificing my strict teaching principles for you sleeping in class and sneaking out at night." Eyes Brother said with a look that seemed like he could crush him into a ball at any moment.
"My goodness! This is blatant intimidation! He doesn't have the slightest air of being a respectable person, he's simply a 'Huang Shiren' who forces good people to do bad things!"
"Alright, since you're not saying anything, it means you agree! You'd better behave yourself, I'm keeping an eye on you! The younger generation is really something to be reckoned with!" Eyes Brother stood up and patted him on the shoulder, with a self-satisfied air of an elder offering advice to a junior.
Who knows that he was still brazenly forcing good people into prostitution just a moment before his "benevolent" act!?
Walked out of the office and A burst into tears, not because she was forced to, but because he slapped her! You said you'd slap her, just do it! Why use so much force? Slapping is one thing, but you also pinched...
"Damn it!" The moment the office door closed, Cheng A cursed and flipped the bird.
"Haha..." Just as he was about to turn around, a silvery laughter echoed from behind.
Sweat! Profuse sweat! Waterfall-like sweat! The school beauty behind me has died, and it was all heard?!
"What a coincidence!" Cheng A swallowed hard and turned around, bravely yet nervously staring at the school flower.
"What a coincidence! However, can you please move aside? You're blocking the way to the restroom." The school flower said expressionlessly.
He hastily turned sideways and let the school beauty pass by...
"Didn't you hear anything? Did you see something?" He asked anxiously as he looked at the school beauty's back.
"I only listen to what I should listen to, and only look at what I should look at." The school flower didn't even turn her head, walking into the girls' bathroom.
"Ah!" Cheng A let out a sigh of relief, "What's meant to be seen? What's meant to be heard?" He was about to head back to the classroom when he suddenly realized that he had been fooled. Just as he was about to turn around and call out to the school flower, he only caught a glimpse of a figure entering the girls' restroom. What a loss! He had been played by a woman...
Regretfully patted his head and walked into the classroom...
Of course he also saw the school flower's "conspiracy" succeed, leaning against the wall with a charming smile.
