Chapter 1393: Not Chicken Soup, but Deeply Moving

"Your uncle has caused you trouble, making you run such a trip to bring him back in such cold weather..."

After settling her husband in, Shi Yuke took out a large red envelope and stuffed it into the hands of the Village Chief's son: "Take this, it's a small token of my appreciation, please don't think it's too little."

The Village Chief's son refused to take it, but he couldn't resist her warm insistence and eventually accepted it, heading home happily.

Gu Zhihao had a wonderful sleep on the heated kang at home, and when he woke up, it was already dark.

He did not forget what the Village Chief had said to him before drinking, and he told his wife truthfully; he had originally worried that his wife would disagree, but he did not expect her to be very supportive.

"That's fine, why wouldn't being a Village Chief work? I support you, one hundred percent support."

"Really?"

He was still a bit hesitant: "I'm worried I won't do a good job. Our ancestors were cooks, and for generations, no one has ever been an official. What if I don't do it well?"

Shi Yuke told him that no one is born with the makings of an official.

Just start doing it; you'll learn as you go.

There is no need to be afraid when encountering problems, as there are advisors; her younger sister Shi Youxuan has a quick mind and many ideas, so just ask her when problems arise.

Her brother-in-law has been a Chairman of a large group for many years, managing tens of thousands of employees, and has considerable experience in management, so he can also be consulted.

Or after the New Year, she would buy some books on management and learn them on the spot!

With his wife's support, Gu Zhihao turned his worry into joy.

Of all the families, the Gu Family set off the most, loudest, and most brilliant firecrackers on New Year's Eve!

The New Year passed, and the second mock examination for the senior year at First High School began.

The results of this exam were both within expectations and beyond reason!

In this mock exam, Class Twelve surpassed the Experimental Class, and their average score leaped to become the best in the entire school, causing a sensation throughout the school.

The Principal personally delivered the banner for the top grade to Class Twelve, encouraging them to keep up the momentum and achieve good results in the next mock exam!

The students in the Experimental Class were outraged.

Ashamed and then courageous, everyone voluntarily requested to extend their time at school, aiming to surpass Class Twelve in the next mock exam.

Teacher Tian's reaction this time was a bit unusual.

She did not scold the students in her class as she usually did; she cried!

On the podium, in front of the whole class, the "Extinction Master" wept bitterly and blamed herself endlessly.

She regarded the Experimental Class being overtaken by Class Twelve as her own disgrace.

Since she started working, she had always led the Experimental Class as a homeroom teacher; the students who entered her class were the best, and the students who graduated were also the highest achievers.

It had been decades, and it had never changed!

But now it had changed; the Experimental Class she led had been surpassed by Class Twelve, and it had only taken a little over half a year.

Half a year ago, when she made the bet with Teacher Luo, she hadn't taken the bet seriously at all.

She thought at the time that Teacher Luo was being whimsical; how could the academic underachievers of Class Twelve surpass the academic elites of her class?

It was a pipe dream.

But now Class Twelve's dream had come true, while her own dream had shattered.

Teacher Tian breaking down and crying in class was even more shocking than Class Twelve surpassing the Experimental Class.

Soon, several versions of rumors spread through the school.

Some said the Experimental Class was going to change homeroom teachers.

Some said Teacher Tian had no face to stay at the school and was preparing to resign!

Others said Teacher Tian was going to be fired by the school.

There were even more outrageous claims, saying Teacher Tian was going to commit suicide because she lost the bet to Class Twelve and couldn't save face.

Rumors flew, and the morale of the Experimental Class was in chaos.

Usually, they didn't think the homeroom teacher was that important, and the students even disliked this rigid, serious, and snobbish old lady to some extent.

But if she were really gone, the students would feel a bit reluctant.

After all, she had been their homeroom teacher for over two years; there was dissatisfaction, but there was also affection.

The parents of the Experimental Class students were also worried that changing the homeroom teacher at this time would definitely do more harm than good for their children.

Parents came to the school one after another to verify, and the Principal had to explain over and over again, tirelessly.

He told the parents of the Experimental Class that Teacher Tian would not resign, and the school had no plans to change the homeroom teacher for the Experimental Class, so everyone should not listen to hearsay or believe everything they heard.

Only then were the parents' hearts put at ease.

With all this commotion, another week passed!

The school rumors rose and then fell silent, without affecting the mood of the students in Class Twelve in the slightest.

The students of Class Twelve truly achieved the state of ignoring the world outside the window and focusing solely on their studies, going all out to prepare for the College Entrance Examination!

Because their vision was no longer limited to First High School, or even just the province!

No one knew that the goal of the Class Twelve students had been set very high; they were aiming for the best university in Jiangzhou, and the current slogan of Class Twelve was—move the whole class, everyone to Jiang University.

Of course, this excluded Litian, whose goal from beginning to end was the Physical Education University.

The homeroom teacher, Teacher Luo, had already moved into the boys' dormitory to eat and live with the students.

Teacher Luo's wife volunteered to move into the girls' dormitory to live with the girls!

This made it convenient for students to ask questions whenever they didn't understand, and to have their doubts resolved at any time.

Teacher Luo had already forgotten about the original bet; it was just a fit of pique at the time, but once you reach that level, you realize that the things you were angry about back then are not worth mentioning.

The Principal wanted Teacher Luo to comfort Teacher Tian, but Teacher Luo said he had no time, and that doing ideological work was the Principal's specialty, not his.

He wasn't being polite; he was truly incapable of it.

Class Twelve was now twisted into a single rope, all working desperately for their goal; there was no time for idle chatter, and even less time to chatter about other people's problems.

The fourth mock exam.

Class Twelve was first again, and this time not only were they first, but they also pulled a significant lead over the second-place Experimental Class.

The grades of Class Twelve were like a rocket taking off—so fast that others couldn't catch up.

This time, the reaction from the Experimental Class was not as intense; perhaps they had gotten used to it.

Jealousy and comparison often only exist between two systems with little difference between them.

If one side is so fast that the other cannot catch up at all, the mindset actually becomes easier to calm and easier to accept.

Teacher Tian composed herself, stopped fixating on Class Twelve, and in the remaining fifty-eight days, let the students in her class review normally and ignore everything happening outside.

When the mood is relaxed, the results are actually better.

Three days left until the College Entrance Examination.

The Principal gave the final speech to all the third-year students.

He told the students that their three years of hard work and unremitting dedication would finally have an answer in three days.

It is not just an answer for you, but also an answer for the parents who have silently sacrificed for you and the teachers who have silently given their all.

Admittedly, studying is bitter, and the College Entrance Examination is cruel. But compared to the farmers facing the yellow earth and backing the scorching sun, or the Architecture workers working at great heights, this bit of bitterness is nothing.

The College Entrance Examination is cruel, but it is the only fair way for children from humble families to achieve class mobility before stepping into society!