Chapter 4: Brother shouts at me to play games, I snort in contempt!

After finishing lunch, Li Mingyang didn't waste any time; even though his home was just around the school, it was a walk of less than ten minutes.

But Li Mingyang had no intention of going home; instead, he directly returned to the empty classroom at noon and continued his study undertaking.

As for Luo Yuan, he went back to take his noon break.

In his words, it's that I've already studied for a whole morning; if I don't rest properly at noon, how can I study in the afternoon?

Li Mingyang didn't say anything about that.

It's impossible for a poor student to fall in love with studying after just a few short words, after all Luo Yuan isn't reborn like me.

Moreover, unlike me who awakened the legendary Golden Finger, laziness and aversion to study are the norm.

"The foundation is too weak!"

After putting in effort for over an hour in the classroom, Li Mingyang found that although he had made progress, the progress was indeed somewhat slow.

Now that we're in senior year three, whether it's materials or test papers, basically everything is geared toward the College Entrance Exam.

After all, the courses have basically been finished; the entire senior year three is spent in review, so it's normal for Li Mingyang to find it hard to start on those comprehensive questions at first.

So, after simple consideration, Li Mingyang decided he still couldn't aim too high; even though he had the Golden Finger, he needed to find the fastest learning method.

Since my foundation is weak, I might as well start from the basics to make up for it.

Thinking of this, Li Mingyang rummaged through his desk and quickly found his brand-new compulsory one textbook……

Seeing that two years have passed and his books are still brand new, Li Mingyang couldn't help but blush; at his age, he truly lives up to being a rebellious poor student!

Since entering high school, I haven't even spent a single day focusing on my studies!

"It's fine, it's fine; knowing shame leads to courage, it's not too late now."

After forcing himself to be comforted with those two sentences, Li Mingyang continued his study undertaking.

As time passed minute by minute, gradually approaching the afternoon class time, the students in the classroom gradually gathered.

At the same time, in the classroom office, the two teachers from Li Mingyang's class also gathered together:

"Old Yang, did you notice? I saw that kid Li Mingyang studying math for a whole morning; other teachers said he spent the entire morning studying."

"However, based on what I've heard, this kid seems to be only looking at math; could it be that he's suddenly become interested in math?"

The speaker is the English teacher Hu Qin; she clearly remembers Li Mingyang, after all, in her class he openly played games, and he's really the only one who does that.

Normally, these teachers wouldn't pay attention to a poor student at all.

Especially now that we've entered senior year three, they care even less about a poor student like Li Mingyang, focusing their thoughts mainly on the students in the class who love studying.

But who gave Li Mingyang such a handsome face that it's hard not to notice?

Even a few female teachers, when gossiping in private, didn't hesitate to gossip about Li Mingyang, the poor student.

They think it's a miracle that Li Mingyang can stay single to this day with that face; they can only say this kid truly has nothing but novels and games on his mind.

"I don't know, I didn't pay much attention; maybe it's because we're now in senior year three and feel the pressure?"

"It could also be a fleeting three-minute enthusiasm; right now we can't tell if he really wants to study."

"Although the College Entrance Exam is less than a year away, if this kid could study well, I feel with his intelligence, getting into a decent second-tier university shouldn't be a problem."

"But that's only if he truly wants to study; if he's inconsistent—working three days and resting two—then he'd probably only make it to a junior college."

Finally speaking, the homeroom teacher Yang Hongxia also couldn't help but sigh.

She remembers that when he first entered high school, his grades were still good; she can only say that phones are harmful!

"It's fine; as for whether this kid is really studying or just pretending, we'll find out after this monthly exam, after all our school's monthly exams are still quite strict."

"Especially during senior year three, it's basically the same as the College Entrance Exam; by then we'll know his true situation."

It must be said, Yang Hongxia being able to be the homeroom teacher still has her own set of methods.

Although she had noticed something about Li Mingyang's situation, she chose to turn a blind eye, waiting to see the specifics at the monthly exam.

If this kid truly had his apertures opened, then naturally there would be some reflection in his monthly exam scores.

And when that time comes, for me as the teacher to step in and help would also be the best opportunity, so as not to waste my time and effort in vain.

At the same time, I also want to use this opportunity to see Li Mingyang's potential and how much progress he can make in a month.

Then, I'll tailor teaching to his aptitude and devise a set of study plans best suited for Li Mingyang.

……

In the blink of an eye, it's ten o'clock at night; during senior year three, it's still tense, and the afternoon basically has no free time aside from meals.

Classes end at six, evening self-study starts at six forty, and then lessons continue straight through until ten o'clock!

For ordinary people, this is absolutely a tough time to endure, especially for a poor student—like Luo Yuan sitting not far from me.

Li Mingyang noticed today that this kid, although eager to study, is as restless as if there were a needle under his butt—he's utterly unable to sit still.

He wants to return to his own novel world, but seeing Li Mingyang beside him immersed in study, he feels his novels seem a bit less appealing.

Moreover, looking at Li Mingyang's appearance, if he himself were to get lost in novels again, he somehow feels a sense of guilt and unease in his heart.

Luo Yuan isn't quite sure what's wrong with him; if he had experienced the world after over a decade like Li Mingyang, he'd know this term is called……involution!

And now, after barely enduring until school's end, Luo Yuan is like a husky that was locked in a dark room for two days and finally gained freedom.

He immediately rushed to Li Mingyang's side:

"Brother, we've both worked hard all day; how about we go to my place and relax with a couple of rounds? We haven't beaten that big boss in Monster Hunter during the break yet!"

Hearing that, Li Mingyang refused without hesitation:

"Forget it; I've studied all day, I'm going home to sleep—I feel my eyelids are already fighting!"

He says that with his mouth, but in his heart Li Mingyang thinks that after going home he'll put in another two hours of effort, the main point being involution.

Even in Li Mingyang's mind, a famous line from his previous life unconsciously surfaces:

"I! Love studying……brother calls me to play games, I snort in contempt……"

Originally it was a sarcastic, insincere line everyone teased about, but now, as it applies to me, it seems to have actually become a reality?