Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady-Chapter 14 - 12. Mr. Xiaoquan’s Request

Dubian Che took a look at what was handed to him: several monthly test answer sheets, all marked as failing without exception.

"What's this?"

Xiaoquan Aonai explained, "The teacher would like to ask you to tutor them."

"No way," Kiyono Lin flatly refused.

"Kiyono, the teacher guarantees this won't take up your personal time," Mr. Xiaoquan persisted. "You only need to help them study during your club activities after school."

"There's no need to say more, teacher," Kiyono Lin replied with honorifics, her refusal even more resolute.

Left with no choice, Xiaoquan Aonai turned to Dubian Che.

"Dubian, what about you?"

Dubian Che flipped through the answer sheets in his hand, which were only from students in Class One and Class Four, and both of their English teachers were Xiaoquan Aonai.

"Teacher," he asked, "did they volunteer for tutoring?"

"I didn't ask, but they are all good kids, and they will definitely attend," the teacher responded. "Moreover, the school has already stopped their club activities and has ruled that students who fail the make-up exams will have points deducted directly, so there won't be a problem."

To successfully advance at Goda High School, one must not fail the midterms or final exams, and credits were also scrutinized.

Credits could be deducted not only for failing make-up exams but also based on the degree of violating school rules.

For instance, if Dubian Che persisted in not joining a club, he would have a lot of credits deducted directly, and if his working overtime off campus was exposed, he would also lose credits, in addition to writing a reflection.

Given all this, failing a make-up exam was indeed a grave matter, but that was their own problem.

"Teacher, Goda High School is certainly a school with a high deviation value, but no matter where, there will always be those who are self-indulgent and not motivated."

"The teacher believes they are not," Xiaoquan Aonai replied without hesitation.

"The facts are right in front of you, Mr. Xiaoquan," Dubian Che said as he flicked the answer sheets with his fingers, creating a pleasant sound.

Xiaoquan Aonai's fine brows furrowed slightly.

Continuing, Dubian Che said, "Aside from club talents, students who can get into Goda have no reason to fail the first monthly test. Not all of them here can be talents, which means that someone..."

"Gave up on studying?" Akiko chimed in cleverly.

Dubian Che glanced at her, "I prefer to call it: they chose a different life path."

Akiko didn't notice the disdain in his gaze and joked, "Oh! They all want to become Tokyo hunks?"

A soft chuckle came from beside them.

Kiyono Lin, this woman was too much!

What was so funny about being a Tokyo hunk?!

Dubian Che said with dissatisfaction, "Akiko, I've said before, being a Tokyo hunk is a very difficult task; at a minimum, one must continually advance academically. These people clearly do not fit the bill and have chosen other paths."

"But," Akiko said, "I heard from your Mr. Xiaoquan that your grades are still third this time, with no improvement."

"...Next time won't be the same," Dubian Che said through gritted teeth.

Kiyono Lin smiled, "Mr. Dubian, I understand your ambitious spirit, but people must be self-aware. Give up, in terms of wisdom, you can't beat me. Although I think equating grades with wisdom is a very reckless thing to do."

Dubian Che had to admit: A beauty with 9 points of charisma was too gorgeous!

Why was such an annoying laugh so likable?

Damn it.

Next time he had credits, he would definitely upgrade his charisma first!

Considering her good looks, Dubian Che decided to let her off this time and handed the answer sheets back to Xiaoquan Aonai.

"Teacher, forgive me, but I cannot help. When it comes to studying, it mainly depends on oneself."

"Dubian~~"

Hey, hey, what is a female teacher doing using such a pitiful tone with a male student?

"You're the teacher's favorite student, hardworking, earnest, and diligent, can't you help me?"

"Hardworking, earnest, diligent, that's one trait, isn't it?" Dubian Che remained unmoved—he could tell she was lying just to get his help.

Xiaoquan Aonai looked at the answer sheets in her hand:

"Maybe you're right; among these failing students, there are certainly some who have chosen other paths in life, but the teacher still hopes they can pass the make-up exam, even if it means forcing them. Can you help out with this favor?"

"Sorry."

He still had to work.

Even without working, why not spend that time studying on his own?

Striving for improvement, constantly surpassing the person he was the day before – that was what a Tokyo hunk should do.

Xiaoquan Aonai sighed in resignation and then struggled to lift her head, speaking without hope, "Kiyono, look, isn't there observational value in tutoring a student who fails exams to achieve good grades?"

Kiyono Lin crossed her arms, resting her hands on her chin, and pondered, "That is true."

Seeing Kiyono Lin waver, Xiaoquan Aonai stood up, braced her hands on her knees, and bowed to Kiyono Lin, "Please do this favor for me, I'm begging you!"

As a teacher, Xiaoquan Aonai was undoubtedly exemplary.

Kiyono Lin thought for a moment and then nodded, "Alright, since activities in the Literary Department are halted, I've nothing else to do anyway. I'll only take on the worst student, though."

"Mr. Kiyono, thank you so much!" Then Xiaoquan Aonai turned her head towards Dubian Che, "Dubian?"

"Here."

"Dubian?"

"Mm?"

"Mr. Dubian?"

Dubian Che turned his head to look out the window, "That flute is not bad, much improved since the beginning of school. It seems to express something beyond just musical notes. Could it be love?"

"Dubian!"

"Here."

Xiaoquan Aonai massaged her temples, "To think I said in front of Mr. Kiyono that you were my favorite student. Forget it, if you don't want to help, just focus on your studies. That would comfort me."

Dubian Che breathed a sigh of relief when suddenly Kiyono Lin spoke up.

"Mr. Dubian, Mr. Xiaoquan wasn't lying; you truly are her favorite student."

"Eh?" Twenty-something Xiaoquan Aonai blushed at the remark, quickly waving her hands, "No, no, I like every student!"

"But your favorite is Dubian," Kiyono Lin stated with a smile.

"Mr. Kiyono, I like you a lot too! I treat all students equally! It's just that Dubian... Anyway, I don't play favorites!"

Dubian Che shot a glance at the mischievously grinning Kiyono Lin.

Damn, how can he refuse now, after that's been said?

"Mr. Xiaoquan, I'll help out too, but just like Mr. Kiyono, I'll only handle one case," he said.

Xiaoquan Aonai glanced at him, rolled up her English book, and once again gently tapped him on the head.

"You're cold-hearted. But never mind, you don't really want to, right? Just study hard, I won't blame you for this."

Dubian Che rubbed the spot where he was tapped, "As a handsome Tokyo high schooler, helping a beautiful female teacher with her troubles is something I should do."

"Dubian!" Akiko picked up a stack of papers, "The class I'm in charge of also has..."

"Ah, this clarinet is not bad either, wait, this part has too much emotion, it needs more thought."

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"You impossible guy! See how I deal with you!" Akiko lifted a heavy English dictionary.

"I won't allow you to lay a hand on my student!"

In the end, Dubian Che and Kiyono Lin left the teacher's office, each holding the answer sheets of the students they were responsible for.

"I'm surprised you decided to help," Dubian Che commented.

Kiyono Lin studied the answer sheets in her hand, "Although Mr. Xiaoquan often lies, I don't dislike her."

"Didn't you say you dislike everyone? Contradicting yourself? Or lying?"

"Use your Tokyo handsome guy brain and think, do human feelings towards others stay the same forever? Also, get away from me, you're stinking me up. Lastly, that was an oboe."

"They're all woodwinds, could almost say it's the right answer."

Watching Dubian Che's indifferent attitude, Kiyono Lin took a deep breath as if she couldn't take it anymore, and placed the answer sheets down.

"Firstly, appearance: the chubby one is the clarinet, the slim one is the oboe; big mouthpiece for the clarinet, small for the oboe; if there's a silver ring between the mouthpiece and the keys, it's a clarinet, if not, it's an oboe...

Secondly, the melody: to use words you can understand, it's somewhat eerie for the clarinet. If you still don't understand, I suggest using those otherwise useless ears of yours, that are only good for holding earwax, to listen to the last part of Peer Gynt's Morning Mood, or the end of the first movement of Beethoven's Sixth..."

"Beethoven's Sixth?"

"... " Kiyono Lin took a slow deep breath, then slowly exhaled, flipped her long hair, regaining her composure, "My apologies, I made the same mistake as the ancients."

Dubian Che paused, "Wait, you're not referring to 'playing a lute to a cow,' are you?"

"Handsome Tokyo guy? Ha."

Kiyono Lin glanced at Dubian Che with utter contempt and turned to leave.

Her 0.5 mm lead-like black and shiny long hair, her perfectly slim waist, and the pleated skirt that gently swayed with her steps, Kiyono Lin walked down the corridor filled with the evening sun, making it seem like a fashion runway.

Dubian Che snapped back to reality.

Wait, was this woman, beautiful and wise yet good for nothing else, just calling him less than human?