Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 303 - 245 Can He Do It

Chapter 303: Chapter 245: Can He Do It?

Chapter 303 -245: Can He Do It?

The Chinese language teacher, Mr. Dai Yongquan, was livid and rambled on, lecturing class 8 students for half the period, scolding them until they felt utterly humiliated.

It wasn’t until the bell rang that he left in a huff.

The students in the class were almost at a loss for words, and Chen Siyu complained,

“How can the school manage things like this, asking us to vote anonymously for our favorite teachers, shouldn’t that be kept confidential?”

“Why would they let the Chinese language teacher know?”

“It’s such a lack of respect!”

She thought the school wasn’t reliable at all, wondering how anyone could vote under these conditions next time.

After pondering for a moment, Bai Yuxia said, “The main issue is the act of receiving zero votes, which is really excessive.”

Honestly, Bai Yuxia did not expect that class 9 next door wouldn’t cast a single vote for Mr. Dai Yongquan.

Chen Siyu worried, “I wonder how Mr. Dai will treat us from now on.”

Her subtext was that if the teacher felt disappointed, what would happen if he didn’t teach seriously?

It would definitely affect their grades.

Bai Yuxia, however, wasn’t worried about this, “The classes Mr. Dai teaches usually have good overall Chinese scores. I hear he gets an extra performance bonus each month. He won’t neglect us just because of one voting session, you can rest easy.”

“Oh, really? Xiaxia, you know so much,” Chen Siyu said.

“It’s okay.” Her father was a teacher at Yuzhou University of Finance and Economics, so she was more informed in this area than the average student.

“Having parents who are teachers must be great,” Chen Siyu sighed,

“It seems like teachers’ kids always do exceptionally well in their studies. I had a middle school classmate whose father was a teacher, and he was always among the top three in our class, later getting into the experimental class at Second Middle School.”

“And our physics teacher’s son, who’s in his second year of high school. Last exams, he was among the top ten in the whole school.”

Chen Siyu summarized a pattern.

Dong Qingfeng, who happened to pass by, started laughing when he heard this, jovially saying,

“Not necessarily, Ma Shicheng’s mom is a primary school teacher, and he ranks last in our class.”

Bai Yuxia was drinking water when she heard this and almost choked,

“Cough, cough.”

Chen Siyu said, “Maybe he’s an exception, but most do really well in their studies.”

Hearing her say this, Dong Qingfeng agreed, always gentle toward girls, unlike Ma Shicheng who always loved to argue with girls.

Even if he disagreed, he would still go along with what others said.

In Dong Qingfeng’s mind, girls were delicate, needing careful nurturing.

Dong Qingfeng concurred, “That’s true, one bad apple spoils the bunch.”

Chen Siyu felt it was not nice to speak ill of a classmate, especially since Ma Shicheng was already at the bottom and further criticism might depress him.

She changed the subject, “Did you guys hear? After school today, a woman came to the school gate looking for Mr. Gao.”

Dong Qingfeng said, “I discussed it with Wang Yong during the first period, rumor has it she was Mr. Gao’s blind date.”

He lowered his voice a bit, “That woman came to talk to Gao Heshuai, right outside at the stir-fry restaurant.”

Chen Siyu curiously asked, “Is Gao Heshuai getting married?”

“Not really, according to a classmate I know who works at the restaurant, that woman told Gao Heshuai that they weren’t suitable for each other,” Dong Qingfeng shared with a smile on his face.

Chen Siyu said, “That’s tough.”

“Yeah, they hardly talked for a few minutes before Gao Heshuai was left sitting alone. Later, teacher Qian Baoqiang joined him, and they drank together,” Dong Qingfeng revealed the news.

Chen Siqing exclaimed excitedly, “He drank? Then surely our next class will be self-study, right?”

“Possibly,” Dong Qingfeng was equally happy; in their class, except for Chen Qian who loved studying, everyone else preferred self-study classes.

…

During the second period of evening self-study.

The math teacher, Gao Heshuai, arrived to teach, visibly drunk.

Dan Xiao, sitting in the front row, could even smell the alcohol on him.

The scent of cheap liquor.

Dan Xiao lost interest.

Gao Heshuai had his Red Bull stolen in the morning and faced romantic disappointment in the afternoon, his only solace being drinking heavily to drown his sorrows.

Despite his mind being foggy, as a young teacher, he still insisted on teaching.

That was his professional spirit.

‘Well, if she’s gone, she’s gone!’ Gao Heshuai didn’t care much about that woman, but the real sadness lay in the fact that his mother had set them up.

Gao Heshuai, a devoted son, had resigned from his teaching job in Nan City to take care of his mother and came to teach in Yuzhou.

This failed matchmaking was the only thing he couldn’t face his mother with.

He staggered onto the podium, reeking of alcohol.

“Class, let’s, let’s discuss the Chinese exam papers.”

The students were baffled; Chinese exam papers? Wasn’t Gao Heshuai a math teacher?

Gao Heshuai quickly flung out the papers, not waiting for the students to react, and said,

“Let’s look at this reading comprehension.”

“The key to this reading comprehension is…”

Gao Heshuai began his lecture.

The students initially wanted to correct him, but seeing his drunken state and his strong build, they were genuinely afraid he might lash out.

At that point, even the class monitor, Huang Zhongfei, wouldn’t be able to stop him unless Jiang Ning intervened. However, everyone knew Jiang Ning would definitely not bother with such trivial matters.

As long as Xue Yuantong was okay, he would just sit back and watch.

So, the class listened to their math teacher, Gao Heshuai, explain the Chinese exam paper.

And surprisingly, Gao Heshuai actually did quite well, with a variety of problem-solving approaches effortlessly at hand.

From the back row, Wang Longlong listened intently, marveling,

“Damn, Fatty Gao is truly a jack-of-all-trades!”

Hu Jun said, “Worthy of being a top talent from Nan City.”

As the class ended, Gao Heshuai had explained about half of it and, just before leaving, he advised,

“Alright, everyone work hard in tomorrow’s exam, strive to perform well, get good grades. Day after tomorrow is Qingming Festival, enjoy yourselves.”