Chapter 11

Lu Jingyao's letter arrived at County No. 2 Middle School just as Li Ye followed several students from Class 2 and was adjusted into the new repeating Class 1.

A classmate complained gloomily, why bother adjusting back and forth, they had just gotten familiar with the girl at the same table to the point of "reading palms," but now they were being forcibly separated.

However, Li Ye, who knew the inside story from his grandfather, knew that this was the school re-dividing the "fast and slow classes."

County No. 2 Middle School recruited three repeating classes this year, and divided the repeating Class 1 into a "fast class" at the beginning of enrollment.

But one test score couldn't fully reflect the comprehensive level of students. After four months of intensive teaching, grade differentiation appeared in each class.

Some students counterattacked and caught up, some students fell into the dust, and there were also a few good seedlings among the students who had just been promoted to the second year of high school this year.

Therefore, it was inevitable for the school to re-screen exam seeds and form a new "fast class" to impact the admission rate.

Li Ye carried his schoolbag, followed behind Hu Man and others, and walked lazily into the classroom of repeating Class 1.

Then, it attracted the attention of many students.

"Why did that Huang Shiren come to our class? He couldn't even get into the top ten in Class 2, right?"

"Hmph, people have money at home! Maybe they walked through the back door and sent gifts!"

"What maybe, it's definitely. Dog landlords always take crooked paths..."

"That Guo Yunzhen is too wronged. He studied so hard, but was squeezed out by this Tyrant Huang..."

There were entries and exits. Li Ye and others entered repeating Class 1, and someone in repeating Class 1 was arranged into the other two classes.

Students who had stayed in repeating Class 1 for a long time always considered themselves a cut above others. Now that they were squeezed out, it was certain that they were unwilling.

But these students only discussed in low voices. The strong-as-a-bear Li Dazhuang was a bully in Class 1 and smelled the same as Li Ye, this dog landlord. No one dared to provoke them face to face easily.

"Brother, brother, come and sit here!"

Li Dazhuang sat in the last row of the classroom and waved his arms straight with joy.

Don't look at Li Dazhuang's big and thick appearance, but his grades were actually a little better than Li Ye's.

Because Li Ye wanted to find Lu Jingyao, Li Dazhuang tried his best to avoid stimulating Li Ye before. Now that the two were in the same class, he was actually happier than Li Ye.

Li Ye smiled and walked toward Li Dazhuang, but was blocked halfway.

Xia Yue, Lu Jingyao's former best friend, held a letter, looked at Li Ye with a stinky face, and said: "Here, your letter."

Li Ye took the letter with surprise, and after seeing the postmark date clearly, his smiling face suddenly darkened.

"My letter, why is it in your hands?"

"I saw it in the mailroom at the door and helped you take it over. What's the matter, do you want to thank me?"

Xia Yue rolled her eyes and put on a gesture of contempt.

But when she met Li Ye's suddenly cold, oppressive gaze, she couldn't help but take half a step back and couldn't help but ask in surprise: "What are you doing?"

"I'm not doing anything," Li Ye said coldly: "I just want to know, what right do you have to detain my mail?"

Xia Yue raised her voice and said: "Who detained your mail? I kindly helped you take it over, you are like a dog biting Lu Dongbin..."

"This letter was delivered yesterday," Li Ye raised the envelope and interrupted Xia Yue's defense: "The postmark above is the evidence. Do you want us to go to the post office to check the records? You opened my mail without permission last time, and this time you detained my letter. What exactly do you want to do?"

"..."

Xia Yue couldn't argue for a while, her eyes wide, as if she wanted to spray fire.

And several other students in Class 1 finally stood up indignantly to help.

"What are you doing? A broken letter is no big deal. Are you trying to bully people in our Class 1 on your first day?"

"That's right, it's enough to walk through the back door, and you're still making trouble for no reason. Do you really think our Class 1 is easy to provoke?"

"Bang~"

Li Dazhuang in the back row of the classroom slapped the table, stood up, and said angrily: "Who are you talking about walking through the back door? Everyone, pay attention to your words!"

Li Dazhuang's fierce name was not covered. The noisy noise in the classroom disappeared by more than half.

But Xia Yue was in the middle of her anger and said regardless: "Why, can't I say it if I walk through the back door? Who doesn't know what Li Ye's grades are? Why should he come to our Class 1?

Our Class 1 was originally fifty people, twenty-five desks. Why is there an extra desk added separately now? It's clearly prepared for Li Ye. Isn't this opening a back door?"

"..."

The fierce Li Dazhuang was retorted, and he was speechless for a while, but a gloomy voice came from the classroom door.

"Who is talking about the school opening a back door? Opening a back door for whom?"

Xia Yue was startled, turned her head to look at the door, and saw the head teacher of Class 1 arrive at the door at some point.

"Teacher Luo... we... are discussing the test scores of the previous mock exam."

"Discussing grades? Xia Yue, do you think you are qualified to discuss other people's grades? How many points did you get in this mock exam? Is there five hundred?"

"No..."

Xia Yue smiled awkwardly, but in her heart, she cursed Li Ye a hundred or eighty times. She thought it was Li Ye who brought her this unprovoked disaster.

"Why don't you all sit in your seats?"

"Hmph~"

Teacher Luo snorted coldly, turned to say something to the person behind him, and then walked onto the podium.

Only then did people realize that there was also a middle-aged woman holding a teaching plan book and a girl carrying a schoolbag standing outside the door of Class 1.

"Now I will introduce your new teacher and

"Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap~"

The students of Class One applauded in unison, and Mr. Ke walked up to the podium, bowing slightly to everyone.

Mr. Luo greeted the girl standing outside the door, pointed to the empty seat next to Li Ye, and said, "Alright, Watching Wen Leyu, you go sit in the empty seat in the last row for now; we'll adjust the seating properly later."

The girl entered from outside the door and walked toward Li Ye.

As she walked, the dozens of eyes in the classroom shifted in unison, just like tracking radar.

Yet the girl's gaze was clear and tranquil; facing everyone's stare, she remained completely unmoved.

But when her eyes met those of her new deskmate, she was visibly surprised for a moment, and then a faint, almost imperceptible smile appeared on her cold face.

Li Ye recognized both this Watching Wen Leyu and Mr. Ke, but he hadn't expected to meet them again at the County Second High School.

Before the 1980 college entrance examination, English test scores were only used as a reference and were not included in the total score.

Even by 1981, only 30% of the written test score was counted toward the total, so many candidates did not give it enough attention, and there were plenty who couldn't even recognize the 26 letters.

But Lu Jingyao's father had eyes like torches and saw the opportunity within it.

Through various connections, he found this Mr. Ke, who was temporarily residing in Qingshui County, and asked her to tutor his daughter in English, raising Lu Jingyao's English grades by a significant margin in just half a year.

The college entrance exam questions of this era were quite simple compared to those of later generations.

So when Lu Jingyao took the exam, although her total score wasn't outstanding, she achieved an extremely high score in English and was admitted to the Beijing Foreign Studies University through a special exception—it could be said it was a narrow escape, and the luckiest of fortunes.

And Li Ye, who was Lu Jingyao's fiancé at the time, after following Lu Jingyao to receive a few tutoring sessions, turned his energy back to those subjects with a maximum score of 100.

Although his final grades weren't good enough either, the mystery behind it was thought-provoking.

"This class adjustment is a targeted teaching adjustment by the school. You must not let this normal adjustment affect your normal studies..."

"I warn you, do not let anything unrelated to studies happen in the classroom... Xia Yue, as the class monitor, you must maintain order well..."

The head teacher, Mr. Luo, emphasized discipline on the podium and prepared to turn and leave.

But Li Ye raised his arm high.

Mr. Luo frowned and asked, "Student, what is the matter?"

Li Ye stood up and said in a calm and steady tone, "Reporting to the teacher, I believe that Student Xia Yue's character does not meet the standards of a class monitor, so she is unable to fulfill the duty of maintaining class order."

"........."

The whole room was silent for two seconds, and then it erupted into chaos.

Everyone twisted their necks 180 degrees to look at the tall, thin boy in the back row.

And Xia Yue, among them, was so furious she could have jumped over to strangle Li Ye.