Chapter 770: Chapter 769: The Crazy and Evil Boss Lu vs. The Refined Director Qi

Jiang Yingyue and the student who had asked the question looked up, startled, and glanced at Su Jue, “What did you say?”

Su Jue paid no attention to them and calmly walked away.

With those grades and still standing there lecturing them on problems, was he sick?!

“Yingyue, don’t mind him, keep explaining,” the student said, still humbly asking.

As Jiang Yingyue continued working on the math problem, she suddenly realized–she couldn’t prove it in the end.

Her line of thought had been wrong from the start!

The student returned to their seat with an embarrassed look, holding their paper.

Jiang Yingyue looked doubtfully towards the last row; if she couldn’t solve the problem, how did Su Jue know the answer, had he done it?

Sui Yuan just happened to be passing by from behind and met Jiang Yingyue’s gaze. Jiang Yingyue paid her no mind and looked away.

Sui Yuan quietly returned to her seat.

She really wasn’t in the mood to talk; her head was still filled with the droning voice of Professor Lu forcibly instilling knowledge.

Mianmian’s teaching style was really too brainwashing, as if prying open the students’ skulls and desperately pouring knowledge inside, and after filling them up, closing them back and giving them a shake, helping everyone to better absorb and digest.

They only had two hours today; Mianmian went over the essence of the four major subjects–math, English, physics, chemistry–rapidly, full of energy, without a single word wasted.

Sui Yuan had long since gotten used to this teaching method, but it seemed others still couldn’t accept it, so their listless state was quite normal.

Still, she was a bit worried and stealthily sent a text message to Yu…

However, even though people were tired, they were indeed happy. Everyone’s mind seemed to instantly become enlightened, as if knowledge points were bursting forth, leaving a deep impression.

Everyone was secretly thrilled with this miraculous and effective feeling.

After all the students returned, Wan Lin, the head teacher of Class One of the senior third year, also entered with fatigued steps.

He stepped onto the podium and knocked on the desk.

“I know everyone had a tough day today…”

The crowd wailed, “Teacher, this is way too hard. You’re so much better to us…”

Wan Lin sympathized, “Alright, just endure it a bit longer, the monthly exams are coming up. It’s the last practice test before the exams; everyone, grit your teeth, push hard, see if you can raise your scores a bit.”

“Okay…”

Jiang Yingyue chuckled softly, her head bowed.

She wasn’t worried about this month’s exam; after all, she was always first in the grade, there was no suspense.

All she hoped for was to push her math score up a few more points.

Her goal was to be the provincial top scorer.

—-

After Sui Yuan texted Yuren, he immediately logged onto his account and began to hack the school auditorium’s surveillance cameras.

They were aware of Mianmian’s situation.

Previously, when she was drunk, it was mostly with several of them, and what happened at that time goes without saying. Everyone, out of consideration for Mianmian, also automatically refrained from mentioning those events.

Lately, other people had joined Mianmian’s circle and she became less resistant to chatting and dining with new friends, so there were occasions when she appeared drunk in front of others.

Yuren operated the computer while shaking his head.

They’d better be careful.

By hacking the school’s surveillance, Mianmian wouldn’t see that she had been in such a state.

However, just as Yuren successfully accessed the school’s surveillance module, his expression suddenly turned cold and grave.

He sent a message back to Sui Yuan: [The surveillance footage is gone.]

—-

The next morning, Xiao Qimo gave Lu Mian a lift to school.

Even though the school was just a few steps away, Xiao Qimo, still looking concerned, insisted on accompanying her to school.

Lu Mian, calm as usual, had no choice but to act as if it were a chance encounter, maintaining a half-meter distance from Xiao Qimo as they walked.

Xiao Qimo, accustomed to her antics, had already accepted and adapted to them.

She no longer asked if she remembered much or whether anything came to mind.

What’s the point of asking that? It’s just looking for trouble.

The two of them walked side by side on the campus.

With their stunning looks and strong presence, wherever they went, they attracted a wave of attention.

Then came the students covering their mouths, whispering to each other in hushed tones.

Lu Mian didn’t know what they were saying, but she felt something was off in their glances, some indiscernible meaning.

Luckily, she had always been mentally strong and didn’t care much about those things.

She was just a bit curious.

“Director Qimo, did you give those students another lecture?” Lu Mian suspected the problem lay with Xiao Qimo.

Xiao Qimo, pushing up his glasses, answered genteelly.

“No.”

And he really hadn’t–it was you who educated them this time.

“Oh.” Lu Mian coughed twice, her throat feeling a bit hoarse.

“Is your throat uncomfortable?”

Xiao Qimo, as if expecting her reaction, pulled out a box of throat lozenges from his pocket and handed it to Lu Mian.

Lu Mian instantly felt he was very considerate, “Indeed, it’s a bit uncomfortable, probably because I talked too much during the speech yesterday.”

Xiao Qimo’s smile carried a hint of amusement.

Was that a speech? It was clearly a class.

But with Lu Mian’s wild maneuvers, she probably had already rehearsed the whole speech in her mind.

It wasn’t until a few students passed by Lu Mian and couldn’t contain their heartfelt gratitude, sincerely greeting her.

“Hello, Teacher Lu!”

Lu Mian looked around: ?

Are they talking to me?

Before she could ponder, she heard those students turn to Xiao Qimo and simultaneously exclaimed, “Hello, Mrs. Lu!”

Xiao Qimo’s forehead twitched: ?

Are they referring to me?

Lu Mian, expressionless, narrowed her eyes, puzzled.

She then saw those students make a strange gesture towards her, hands above their heads, neither round nor square.

A complete mess, odd and weird.

“Director Qimo, I’m off to class.” Lu Mian, without any sidewards glance, arrived at the first-year building and waved goodbye to Xiao Qimo.

The genteel man with the title of “Mrs. Lu” nodded and then returned to his office.

Lu Mian didn’t find out what happened until she returned to the classroom.

“Mianmian, no need to explain, just go check out the post yourself,” Pudge reminded her, covering his mouth.

“Crazy kid.”

Lu Mian gave him a teasing scold with a mischievous smile, then nonchalantly opened the campus forum. The post was on top because it was the hottest, with the most replies–it couldn’t sink even if it wanted to.

Lu Mian took a good look at the title.

[Our ship has finally come true! The wicked senior Lu Mian vs the genteel Director Qimo]

Lu Mian clicked in.

Squinting her eyes, she read a few words, and the further she read, the heavier her gaze became.

Her classmates sent their congratulations one after another.

“Lu Mian, you’ve kept it really well hidden!”

“I’m not good with words. Apart from ‘damn’ and ‘congratulations,’ I don’t know what else to say.”

Lu Mian: …