Chapter 3: Quick Transmigration: Film & Television Multiverse Chapter 3 — The Wronged Zhang Xue'er

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Protagonist:

Lin Hao

Hearing a knock, Director Wang was about to say "Come in" when the door was shoved open hard, and Zhang Xue'er walked in with a face full of anger, shouting, "Zhong Yi, what do you mean? How come I can't serve as the Fifth Grade class teacher? Don't bring your personal relationship problems into work."

Clearly, Zhang Xue'er had heard Zhong Yi's words outside the door.

Director Wang was completely baffled, his face full of puzzlement as he said, "What's going on? Teacher Zhang, don't be so fired up. Let's talk nicely. Did you quarrel? Young people, a few sharp words is perfectly normal. Talk nicely, talk nicely."

Zhong Yi's face was expressionless as he said coldly, "Director Wang, we've already broken up. I hope you'll give my suggestion serious consideration. I'm heading back now."

Hearing Zhong Yi say they had already broken up, Director Wang was also stunned for a moment.

Then Zhong Yi turned to look at Zhang Xue'er and said in a stiff tone, "You're the one who brought personal feelings into work. I hope you'll mind your status at school, Teacher Zhang." With that, Zhong Yi turned and left.

Zhang Xue'er still wanted to follow Zhong Yi out to say something, but Director Wang reacted and stopped her, saying, "Teacher Zhang, wait a moment. I think Teacher Zhong has a point. Since Teacher Zhong is willing, why don't you let him be the class teacher? Being a class teacher doesn't pay much more, and it's hard work. Why fight him over it? No need for a little couple to quarrel over a class teacher position."

Hearing this, Zhang Xue'er immediately retorted, "Director, this isn't about money or whether it's hard work. Being a class teacher is a responsibility to me. I can't just hand it over so easily. And I believe I have the ability to lead this class well."

Director Wang frowned and said, "Teacher Zhang, don't be so stubborn. Everyone can see Teacher Zhong's ability. The classes he's led have always had excellent results. You should learn from him more."

Zhang Xue'er said unconvinced, "Director, grades aren't the only standard for judging a class. I focus more on students' all-round development. I feel my educational methods have no problem."

Director Wang said somewhat helplessly, "Teacher Zhang, your starting point is good, but you also have to consider the actual situation. The school has its own considerations too. We can't look at just one side."

Zhang Xue'er still wanted to argue, but Director Wang waved his hand and said, "Teacher Zhang, listen to me first. Actually, even if you hadn't come to me, I was going to find you for a talk. Originally the school planned to replace you as class teacher this semester, because last semester the class you managed indeed had poor discipline, and more than one teacher reported it to me. You're too indulgent with the students, and you lack communication with parents. Because there was no suitable candidate for the time being, you were allowed to continue as class teacher this semester. I originally intended to have a good talk with you, let you reflect on your shortcomings. It just so happened that Teacher Zhong proposed wanting to be class teacher at this time, and I naturally welcomed it. After all, you know Teacher Zhong's ability better than I do — it ranks in the whole district, even the whole city."

As Director Wang spoke, Zhang Xue'er's face grew redder and redder, her head slowly lowered, and she said embarrassedly, "Director, I know I did poorly last semester, but I really want to lead this class well. Please give me another chance."

Zhang Xue'er wasn't doing this because she coveted those few hundred yuan in salary; rather, deep down she simply didn't want to yield this position to Zhong Yi.

Zhang Xue'er had never really approved of Zhong Yi's exam-oriented work methods. She had always practiced quality education, and Fengfan Primary School was also a school that emphasized quality education, only it started later and was still in the groping stage.

Director Wang looked at Zhang Xue'er, thought for a while, and said, "All right, Teacher Zhang, I'll give you one more month. If by then your work is still like last semester, you'll be replaced. You work hard."

Zhang Xue'er said gratefully, "Thank you, Director. I definitely won't let you down."

Director Wang added earnestly, "Teacher Zhang, I know you have your own educational philosophy, but in actual work you also have to learn to adjust flexibly. After all, the school has its own requirements and goals, and parents have their own expectations for their children."

Zhang Xue'er nodded and said, "Director, I understand. I'll work hard to improve."

Finished speaking, Zhang Xue'er turned and left the office, silently resolving in her heart that she must manage the class well and prove her ability.

Zhang Xue'er returned to the office, the anger in her heart still not subsided. She planned to find Zhong Yi for a proper talk, to clear things up — they couldn't just break up in such a muddled way.

She searched all over the office but didn't find any trace of Zhong Yi.

She anxiously asked other teachers, only to learn that Zhong Yi had left long ago.

Zhang Xue'er gritted her teeth in fury, complaining inwardly, "Zhong Yi, you're just hiding from me like this? Can't we solve problems properly? What can running away solve?"

After leaving school, Zhong Yi went to Automobile City. He wandered there for half a day and took a liking to a domestic new energy SUV.

This car had very high cost-performance; just over ten thousand yuan could get it on the road.

Zhong Yi didn't hesitate either — he swiped his card and took delivery directly. He thought having a car would make travel more convenient and let him carry out work better. And now with a car his life would be more convenient too, no more worrying about transportation.

Back at his rental, Zhong Yi saw Zhang Xue'er standing at the doorway.

Zhong Yi wanted to turn around and go back downstairs, but Zhang Xue'er had already seen him and hurriedly called out, "Zhong Yi, don't go! Let's talk." Urgency laced Zhang Xue'er's voice.

Zhong Yi really had no interest in women now; after all, in his previous life he had experienced a woman's betrayal, and now the sight of a woman instinctively repulsed him — he didn't want to consider relationship issues.

But dragging it on wasn't a solution either; after all, Zhong Yi still wanted to finish the task early and go to the next world.

Zhang Xue'er's current attitude was clearly affecting Zhong Yi's work.

Expressionless, Zhong Yi opened the door and let Zhang Xue'er come in as well.

He poured a cup of water for Zhang Xue'er and said, "Whatever it is, say it. Say it and leave quickly. I still have a lot of things to do."

Zhang Xue'er looked at the Zhong Yi before her — the face was still that face, yet the feeling was utterly unfamiliar. Her heart was filled with grievance and bewilderment.

Zhang Xue'er said, "Zhong Yi, why exactly did you break up with me? We were fine, weren't we? How did it suddenly become like this?"

Zhong Yi frowned and said impatiently, "Didn't I make it clear? Your mother demands a house I can't afford. I don't want to carry a lifetime of debt for a house. I have my own ideals and pursuits; I can't be shackled by these material things."

Zhang Xue'er hurriedly said, "The house is my mother's demand. I never demanded you buy a house. We can work hard together — we'll have one eventually. We can rent. As long as we're together, that's enough. I have no other demands on you."

Zhong Yi quickly cut off Zhang Xue'er's words, saying, "Stop. If you really think that way, then stay here tonight. Tomorrow we'll go get the marriage certificate."

Hearing Zhong Yi's words, Zhang Xue'er visibly hesitated, stammering, "Isn't this too fast? I'm not ready yet."

Hearing this, Zhong Yi burst out laughing, laughing louder and louder until tears came out, his laughter full of mockery.

Listening to Zhong Yi's laughter, Zhang Xue'er wished she could find a crack in the ground and crawl in.

She felt terribly wronged. It wasn't that she didn't want to be with Zhong Yi; she just felt getting the certificate was too sudden.

She grabbed the bag beside her and ran out, saying as she ran, "Zhong Yi, you're too much. You don't understand me at all."

After Zhang Xue'er left, Zhong Yi wiped his tears, as if the one who had just cried wasn't him.

He went into the kitchen on his own to cook. It must be said, for someone who has died once, a heart hard as iron is no empty phrase.

The only thing that can still move Zhong Yi's heart now should be reviving his daughter together with her. He silently resolved that he must strive to complete the task and let his daughter return to his side once more.

While cooking, Zhong Yi thought about his future. He didn't know how much longer he would stay in this world, but he knew he must face everything with strength. He could no longer let emotional matters affect his judgment and actions. He would struggle for his goal.