Chapter 927 - 925: A Mother Who Dreams of Striking It Rich Every Day 27
Chapter 927: Chapter 925: A Mother Who Dreams of Striking It Rich Every Day 27
Now, Ah Chen is considered the "God of Studies" in the hearts of her classmates.
Pei Chen saw classmates gathering around Ah Chen with faces full of envy. Some girls even held her arm, asking her why she was so amazing, filling his heart with darkness.
He stared intently at the class rank list, fists clenched.
In this final exam, Ah Chen’s scores remained consistent, while despite his long efforts, he even regressed.
His score wasn’t as high as the midterms, only 711. Even though the final exams were more formal and difficult, and most classmates scored lower than the midterm, he still couldn’t accept this result.
What was even more unacceptable, he wasn’t even second in the grade anymore.
He wasn’t even second in the class.
Currently, he was third in class, fifth in the grade.
The one who was second in the class turned out to be Jian Mo. The other seemed to spend more time studying than Ah Chen, frequently asking her questions.
Yet still spent less time than he did.
How could this be?
Not being able to surpass Ah Chen was fine; she was indeed remarkable.
But who was this Jian Mo? When he entered this class, he wasn’t even in the top ten.
The parents’ meeting was coming up, and thinking about his mom’s emphasis on grades, Pei Chen felt his scalp tingling.
Indeed, when Wei Lilan saw Pei Chen’s drop in rank, her face turned unpleasant. She knew her son was admitted with the same score as a girl, and now that girl’s final score was just one point shy of perfect, while her son only scored 711. She was very dissatisfied.
Now that the ranks had dropped significantly, she found it hard to accept.
Unlike An Shuo Hai, who was joyfully sitting in Ah Chen’s seat, Wei Lilan’s face was clouded over.
The homeroom teacher asked An Shuo Hai, the parent of the top student, to say a few words about teaching his child.
An Shuo Hai chuckled, "I’m just a middle school graduate; what can I teach? It’s all her own learning."
Regarding academic performance, as a father, he really couldn’t help much; it was his daughter’s own intelligence.
The parents below couldn’t help but feel envious, but outwardly they still congratulated him.
Only then did Wei Lilan realize that the brilliant girl was actually her son’s deskmate.
After the parent-teacher meeting ended, Pei Chen approached her, and Wei Lilan, without much hesitation, slapped Pei Chen across the face, leaving a red handprint on his cheek, showing how hard she hit.
In front of Pei Chen’s classmates, she didn’t even consider his dignity and feelings.
An Shuo Hai, who was happily chatting with Ah Chen and Jian Mo, was stunned. Although that dream had made him wary of Pei Chen, and even resentful of his behavior in the dream,
he couldn’t understand why Wei Lilan would do such a thing.
Pei Chen wasn’t really into bad influences; his grades weren’t poor, even quite excellent. She wasn’t satisfied and casually slapped Pei Chen in front of his classmates, where could he put his face?
"Tell me, why did your grades drop so much? Are you distracted by something? What are you thinking about? Do you know how hard it is for me to raise you and pay for your education by myself, and this is how you repay me?" Pei Chen was the one who got hit, but it was Wei Lilan crying her heart out now. Many parents and students found it somewhat surreal and felt a sense of suffocation, looking at Pei Chen with sympathy.
But nobody expected that when Wei Lilan saw Pei Chen hanging his head silently, she became even more upset and slapped him again on the other cheek, leaving both cheeks with red handprints, looking somewhat unbearable.
Many parents couldn’t stand it and tried to intervene.
Even the homeroom teacher was alarmed and came back quickly to mediate.
The more they tried to mediate, the more sorrowful Wei Lilan cried, as if Pei Chen had committed some unforgivable sin.
From beginning to end, Pei Chen hung his head, saying nothing, almost as if he was accustomed to it all, looking somewhat numb.
Such a Pei Chen indeed elicited sympathy.
But because of that dream, An Shuo Hai’s emotions were very complex.
Combining reality with the dream, he suspected for a long time that it wasn’t just a dream; perhaps it was something that would happen, and he was warned in advance.
Or maybe it had happened before, the world reset, and he got the warning.
Vaguely, he felt it was the latter, making his mood more heavy.
The avoidance mentality of Pei Chen in the dream was actually something he could understand.
But when it was his daughter who got hurt, he couldn’t let go.
Upon leaving the school gates, An Shuo Hai sighed in relief, seeing Ah Chen and Jian Mo and the others, "The term is finally over, it’s already noon; let Uncle treat you to lunch. What do you want to eat?"
Everyone began chattering, quickly leaving the previous matters behind.
Going home with Wei Lilan, Pei Chen wasn’t so relieved. Although he wasn’t hit again, as soon as they got home, Wei Lilan started searching his room, as if trying to find something affecting his grades.
Pei Chen stood numbly at the door, watching quietly, making no effort to stop, perhaps as he was long accustomed to it.
No one knew how long Wei Lilan searched, but she found nothing suspicious.
She searched meticulously, even flipping through books, until she turned a notebook, initially quickly flipping through, her eyes suddenly caught by a page seemingly filled with dense writings of someone’s name.
Going back to that page, focusing her gaze, Wei Lilan finally saw clearly what the dense writings were—Ah Chen.
Ah Chen, of course, she knew that name.
Wasn’t it the girl who ranked first in the class, also first in the grade?
Being repeatedly written by Chenchen in the notebook couldn’t be just casual writing. She quickly associated it with adolescent romance.
"So, your grades declined because of this?" Wei Lilan shoved the notebook in Pei Chen’s face, "You were distracted by that Ah Chen not to study?"
Yes, even if Ah Chen seemed unrelated to Pei Chen, in Wei Lilan’s eyes, it must have been the other who did something alluring, affecting her son so much.
Pei Chen was taken aback, glancing at the names in the notebook, understanding but remaining silent, not intending to explain.
Ah Chen, at the beginning of school, he indeed found her a very special girl, somewhat attractive to him.
However, when he thought of surpassing Ah Chen in grades and leaving her far behind,
seeing her achieve excellent grades effortlessly, he was unwilling, so he couldn’t help but write "Ah Chen" repeatedly in his notebook.
Unexpectedly, his mom misunderstood.
At this moment, his silence wasn’t out of fear that a retort would incite more anger.
But rather, there was a hidden expectation. No one knew his mom’s character better than he did; once she believed Ah Chen affected his grades, she would certainly trouble her.
He took a deep breath, for the first time feeling it wasn’t so bad if his mom troubled a classmate.
His thoughts drifted away, back to a day in middle school.