Chapter 142: 108 Different Positions

The parent-teacher meeting is a magical event.

It not only helps to bridge the gap between teachers and students, but it can also lower parents’ IQs.

Especially when each parent sees their child’s recent exam results.

A few glaring stares and some scolding are fine.

What’s even more intense?

Take Luo Shanshan’s father, for example.

He actually grabbed her by the ear.

While pulling it, he angrily shouted:

“How have you been studying math?!”

“You’ve failed two out of three mock exams!”

“Do you want me to send you to a special school?!”

Uh…

As Jiang Ning, who sat next to her, watched Luo Shanshan beg for mercy, she really wanted to say something.

But unfortunately, Luo Shanshan’s father seemed a bit too angry, and she was afraid that he might grab her ears as well.

And the most crucial point was that Luo Shanshan’s dad had once beaten her with a belt!

The kind where she had to pull down her pants!

Just thinking about that scene made Jiang Ning feel strangely nervous.

Luckily, her own mother wasn’t afraid of spanking.

She stepped in as a mediator and said:

“Hey, mister..”

“Give your kid some face in public.”

“If you’re really angry, discuss it when you get home.”

Her mother really knew how to mediate.

Although Luo Shanshan’s father loosened his grip after hearing this, the murderous look in his eyes couldn’t be hidden.

Shanshan, don’t blame me.

I’ll send you two bottles of cooling oil.

At this point, Yang Mei, the class teacher at the podium, waved her hand to signal the parents to quiet down.

“Dear parents,”

“The results from Grade 1 will serve as a reference for future class divisions.”

“Ultimately, it still depends on the child’s preference.”

“You can’t force a child to choose between arts or sciences based on other reasons.”

At this point, someone’s parent suddenly asked:

“Teacher Yang, if the scores in both arts and sciences are about the same, what should we suggest?”

This question clearly struck a chord with many parents.

Immediately, several parents chimed in agreement.

“Isn’t that Li Duoyong’s mom?”

“Yes, Li Duoyong’s scores are about the same in arts and sciences, but if you look closely at his scores…”

“You’ll notice his science grades have been steadily improving.”

“On the other hand, his arts grades have been a bit inconsistent.”

“But ultimately, it depends on his preference.”

When it comes to the choice between arts and sciences, teachers will never make the decision for the students.

At most, like Yang Mei, they offer some suggestions.

After all, it’s the students who will be the ones to study.

If something goes wrong in the future, the parents will be the first to blame the teacher.

Jiang Ning knew this, and many parents understood it as well.

Soon, the classroom was filled with various discussions.

At this point, her bored mother, who didn’t know whom to talk to, pointed at the score sheet on the desk and asked with a stern voice:

“What happened with your Chinese exam last time?”

“Why did you only score 123?!”

“Mom, please lower your voice,” Jiang Ning leaned over and whispered:

“Your daughter’s score is actually the highest within a five-meter radius.”

“And what about this physics score?” Her mother pointed at the 92 written on the sheet.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning sighed.

“This is the highest score in the whole class…”

Before her mother could say anything else, Jiang Ning quickly spoke up:

“Alright, Mom, let’s not make trouble for no reason.”

“Your mission today is to enjoy the praise and just sign the paper. As for everything else, relax…”

As Jiang Ning had predicted, Yang Mei occasionally singled her out, along with other high-achieving students in the class, to compliment them.

Even Tian Cuilan was praised for her good parenting.

This made Tian Cuilan a star in the spotlight.

The surrounding parents quickly came over to seek advice.

Especially Luo Shanshan’s father, Sun Qian’s grandmother, and Zhu Hui’s mother.

They almost started treating Tian Cuilan as an education expert.

Tian Cuilan was generous in sharing her methods.

She spoke so confidently and persuasively.

But when summed up, it boiled down to a few words.

“I teach well.”

Jiang Ning had a black line on her face after hearing that.

Not to mention this life—her mother had never properly taught her a single problem since middle school.

Of course, Jiang Ning wouldn’t expose her mother’s true colors at this moment.

That would be like asking for trouble.

Half an hour later, Yang Mei began handing out the class preference forms.

When the form reached Jiang Ning, her mother glanced at it without much thought, marked a “√” under sciences, and signed her name.

Very decisive, very confident.

In contrast, a few of the surrounding “concubines” and “mistresses” struggled.

Actually, Jiang Ning could tell.

The parents of those girls hoped their daughters would choose sciences.

After all, science subjects are more favorable for university subject selection and future employment.

But the problem was their grades were more suited for the arts.

So after much hesitation, they all marked “√” under the arts column.

Unlike the relaxed attitude of the parents, Luo Shanshan, Sun Qian, and Zhu Hui, after seeing their parents sign the paper, showed varying degrees of unhappiness.

“Jiang Jiang, I’ll miss you…”

“Silly, we still have a few months…”

“But every time I think about you sitting with someone else as your desk mate, I get so sad…”

“It’s okay, you’ll get used to being sad.”

After saying that, Jiang Ning got beaten up.

It was Sun Qian’s hand, Zhu Hui helped, and Luo Shanshan cheered them on.

Fortunately, the parent-teacher meeting had just ended, and the parents hadn’t left yet.

Otherwise…

It was just the kids’ nature.

After Jiang Ning made a fuss, the mood of separation between the girls had lifted a lot.

By lunchtime, the girls were back to their usual lively selves.

They chatted happily, one sentence after another.

After eating, a group of girls strolled on the playground.

As they walked, they got tired and sat down on the bleachers by the court.

“I heard that in the second year, the class division for arts and sciences will also be randomized, right?”

“No way? I heard it’s based on grades?”

“Well, then, looks like Zhu Hui and Shanshan will end up in the same class,” Sun Qian waved her hand, showing her helplessness.

At that moment, Jiang Ning suddenly saw some chaotic smoke rising from behind the school, near the teacher’s apartment.

“What’s going on over there?”

Hearing her, the other girls turned and looked.

“Oh, they’re renovating the teacher’s apartment.”

Sun Qian, as expected, was the information hub for Class 1, Grade 1.

She took a quick glance and then looked away.

She also revealed a bit of news.

“I heard it’s to accommodate students who live far away.”

Staying at school?

Wasn’t that a policy introduced in the second year after Jiang Ning graduated?

She remembered that when she came back to visit the teachers one year, she had seen the renovations.

It looked nice.

Four people per room.

It was said that the accommodation was initially meant for students who lived far away, but later, due to the overwhelming number of applications, it was changed to be available only to top students.

Wait.

Accommodation for two people…

A small bed…

In the freezing cold, sleeping together probably wouldn’t be an issue, right…

Suddenly, Jiang Ning felt a little dry in the mouth.

As she licked her lips, she glanced at the nearby Qi, who was deeply absorbed in her book.

That figure…

That waist…

Unconsciously, one hundred and eight different positions flashed through her mind…