From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

The little girl’s eyes were so bright and clear, her voice so sweet and crisp. She stood in the morning sun like a little angel.

Han Suwen squatted down, looked at her levelly, touched her head and said gently, “I’m sorry I scared you yesterday, can you forgive me?”

“Buddha said, let go of one thought, and everything becomes easy; to forgive you is to forgive myself, so I let go, and you should too,” the little girl shook her head and looked very mature.

Han Suwen broke into a smile, “Yeah, I let go too. You’re so young, but you understand such great truths. It’s amazing.”

The little girl snorted with some pride, “That’s because my Sister Ming Jing taught me well.”

Han Suwen said, “Can you wait for me to be done with my work and then play with you, Yi?”

Ming Yi nodded, “Sure, go ahead with your work, Auntie. I have to read now, and Sister Ming Jing assigned me a lot of homework today. If I don’t finish it, it will disappoint her.”

The little girl kept mentioning her sister Ming Jing, indicating how important she was in her heart.

The half-hour before class was for self-study, and the class was silent, immersed in solving problems.

Zhu Xiangxiang felt a little overwhelmed in this oppressive atmosphere.

She never thought that the competition class would be like this – no one talked to her, no one talked at all, and all they had in their eyes and minds were problems.

The teacher’s pace was fast, and if you couldn’t keep up, it was your own problem. Don’t expect the teacher to explain it a second time; the tuition for a gold medal teacher is calculated by the second.

She looked at Ming Jing not far away, who was always so confident and dazzling. She didn’t understand why Zhu Mingjing, who clearly had no foundation, suddenly became first-place. Is there really such a species as a genius in this world?

Without any effort, she crushed the results that Zhu Xiangxiang had barely maintained for more than ten years.

Heaven is really unfair.

Just as she was resentful, Ren Chuan walked in with a stack of test papers under his arm. He walked in with a straight face and threw the test papers on the lecture table with a “bang,” which startled everyone.

The only one who didn’t look up was Ming Jing.

“The results of yesterday’s test were very disappointing. You are all top students from your schools and have good academic levels, but I never thought the results would be this bad. How can you represent our Jiangzhou City in the provincial competition with these results? You will lose face for me, and our city.”

Ren Chuan’s tone was stern, and wherever his eyes fell, everyone bowed their heads in fear.

“Some students have such a terrible level. You don’t even perform well in math. Do you really think you can compete in a competitive class? Since you can’t even walk, why don’t you just try to fly? One rotten apple spoils the whole barrel, and whoever I’m talking about knows it well. Have some faith in your own ability.”

No one expected Ren Chuan to be so sharp-tongued and cruel. Everyone lowered their heads and dared not make a sound.

Zhu Xiangxiang noticed that Ren Chuan’s gaze fell on her, and the other students also discovered this, looking at her with a mixture of expressions that made Zhu Xiangxiang very uncomfortable.

Zhu Xiangxiang looked pale. Is she the rotten apple that Ren Chuan is referring

“The content of this test was covered in yesterday’s lesson, but most of you still managed to mess it up. What do you have ears for?”

“Zhu Xiangxiang”

Zhu Xiangxiang stood up tremblingly and walked to the podium.

“Twenty points? Is your brain rusted? With this level, why are you here for a competitive class? Pack your things and don’t come back tomorrow.” Zhu Xiangxiang was almost in tears.

“You have the nerve to cry? Do you know what competition class is for? I thought you’d have some self-awareness without an entry threshold.”

Ren Chuan thought he was being polite. Not only did this girl have a problem with her academic level, but her attitude was also problematic. He had already been very restrained.

The others looked at Zhu Xiangxiang with a mixture of ridicule and sympathy, while Ren Chuan pointed to them, “You guys have the nerve to laugh. Look at your own scores.”

Zhu Xiangxiang took the test paper back to her seat, stumbling all the way, not knowing how she made it there.

“Xie Zhen, fifty-five points. You even messed up quadratic equations. This is middle school knowledge.. What’s wrong with your brain?