Chapter 21: Quick Transmigration: Film and Television Multiverse Chapter 21: Settled

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Protagonist:

Lin Hao

Zhong Yi heard the knocking outside stop, thinking Zhang Xue'er had left.

He let out a breath, rolled over, and went back to sleep.

He slept especially deeply, as if sweeping away all his usual fatigue. It was past eleven before Zhong Yi woke up slowly from hunger.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, let out a long yawn, and slowly sat up.

He reached out and pulled open the curtains, and the bright sunlight outside poured in instantly. Sunlight fell on his face, warm, as if it could dispel all the gloom in his heart, and Zhong Yi's mood improved considerably.

He thought to himself: "What nice weather today. I'll go out for a stroll, eat some good food, and relax."

He hummed a little tune as he walked into the bathroom to wash up, then carefully chose a set of casual clothes to put on.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Zhong Yi nodded in satisfaction. He picked up his mobile phone and wallet, preparing to go out and enjoy this wonderful weekend.

But the moment he opened the door, the smile on his face froze instantly.

He saw Zhang Xue'er still sitting at the doorway. Her complexion was somewhat tired, and her hair was a bit messy; she had clearly been waiting here for a long time.

Zhong Yi instantly lost his good mood. He frowned and said discontentedly, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Seeing Zhong Yi come out, Zhang Xue'er stood up quickly, a glimmer of expectation flashing in her eyes. She said, "Teacher Zhong, I know you don't want to help Tian Yulan, but for the child's sake, can you give Zi You a chance? Zi You is truly excellent, and he very much wants to be a class cadre. This could be of great help to his future." Her voice carried a hint of pleading, making one feel reluctant to refuse.

But Zhong Yi was unmoved. He shook his head and said, "Teacher Zhang, you only think of Yan Ziyou. What about the other students? Do you only have Yan Ziyou as your student in your eyes? Should her parents get whatever they want? There's still sixth grade next year; what's the rush? Is her child a child, and other people's children not? If every student in the class wants to be a class cadre, how many times would I have to choose to satisfy all the parents?"

Zhang Xue'er hurriedly said, "Teacher Zhong, I know Tian Yulan's approach may have been somewhat improper, but she did it for her child. She has given too much, too much, for Yan Ziyou to make a final push for Hanlin. The other children have no need to strive for Hanlin. Can't you be more magnanimous and forgive her just this once?"

Zhong Yi gave a cold laugh and said, "Magnanimous? When she publicly accused me in the parent group, did she think of being magnanimous? When she reported me, did she think of being magnanimous? When you accused me back then, where was your magnanimity?" Zhong Yi felt that saying more to Zhang Xue'er was useless. He closed the door and left.

Zhang Xue'er watched Zhong Yi leave, her heart filled with disappointment. She knew that saying anything more would be useless, so she left as well. She walked very slowly, her back looking somewhat desolate.

By Monday, the morning sunlight fell on the campus, bringing a hint of freshness.

Early that morning, Tian Yulan sent Yan Ziyou to school. The mother and son walked along the campus path. Yan Ziyou carried a heavy schoolbag, his face showing some weariness. Tian Yulan looked anxious, still thinking about the matter of the class cadre.

Just then she saw Zhang Xue'er. Tian Yulan hurriedly pulled Yan Ziyou forward, smiling all over her face as she asked Zhang Xue'er, "Teacher Zhang, how is the class cadre matter going?" Her eyes were full of expectation, as if this matter concerned Yan Ziyou's future.

Seeing Tian Yulan's expectant eyes, Zhang Xue'er panicked inside. She didn't know how to refuse, so she stammered, "Soon, soon..." Her voice was very low, and her eyes darted around.

Tian Yulan smiled and said, "Thank you then, Teacher Zhang."

But as she turned her head, she frowned. She was no silly innocent like Zhang Xue'er; she could tell at a glance that things hadn't gone smoothly for Zhang Xue'er.

She secretly schemed in her heart: "It seems I need to think of another plan. I can't just count on Zhang Xue'er alone. This Zhang Xue'er is too unreliable."

Yan Ziyou looked at his mother's expression and felt uneasy too. He knew his mother had put in a lot of effort for him to become a class cadre. He said softly, "Mom, how about we just forget it? I don't want to be a class cadre anymore."

Tian Yulan glared at him and said, "No! Being a class cadre is good for your future schooling. Don't worry about it; Mom will think of a way."

Yan Ziyou helplessly lowered his head and said nothing more. He felt his mother was too domineering, always imposing her own ideas on him. He didn't know what to do and could only silently endure it all.

During the break, the school was filled with a relaxed atmosphere. Some students were playing and roughhousing, while others were chatting and discussing.

But Zhang Xue'er sat at her desk with a worried frown, not knowing what to do.

Her heart was full of conflict and hesitation. She was too embarrassed to refuse Tian Yulan's request, but Zhong Yi was immovable, leaving her in a dilemma.

Song Jie saw Zhang Xue'er's appearance and curiously came over, saying, "Teacher Zhang, what's wrong? You look worried. If you have any troubles, tell me. Maybe I can help you think of an idea." His face showed concern, and a hint of expectation showed in his eyes.

Zhang Xue'er helplessly sighed and explained the matter.

After hearing it, Song Jie thought it wasn't a big deal. He had also been thinking about this matter yesterday, so he said lightly, "It's just a class cadre position. Why must you ask Zhong Yi? Aren't you the English teacher? Why not let Yan Ziyou be the English class representative? Can Zhong Yi interfere with that? If that doesn't work, I'll give Yan Ziyou my Chinese class representative position. Is that enough?" His tone was full of confidence, as if this matter could be easily solved.

It must be said, Song Jie was still somewhat clever.

Hearing Song Jie's words, Zhang Xue'er's heart stirred.

She felt this method might be feasible, but she hesitated. "Wouldn't doing this be improper? After all, it hasn't gone through the proper election procedure." A hint of worry showed in her eyes.

Song Jie said dismissively, "What's wrong with that? We're doing this for the children's good. Besides, class representative isn't an important position. Yan Ziyou's ability is more than enough to handle this position."

Zhang Xue'er still couldn't make up her mind. She said, "But what if other students have objections?"

Song Jie smiled and said, "Isn't that simple? We can explain to the students that Yan Ziyou has good grades and a sense of responsibility, which is why he's made class representative. I believe the students will understand." His eyes were full of confidence, as if everything was under his control.

Zhang Xue'er thought for a while and felt Song Jie's words made some sense. She decided to try it first, and think of other methods if it didn't work. "Alright, let's do that for now. Thank you, Teacher Song." A hint of a smile appeared on her face, and the pressure in her heart lessened considerably.

Song Jie said proudly, "No need to thank me. This is just a small matter. If you have any problems in the future, just come to me." A brilliant smile appeared on his face, as if he had done something remarkable.