How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 55 - Debate_1

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Li Qiao returned to school and climbed onto the bed to count the money she had earned from selling her knitted goods while the room was empty.

With grandma’s help last week, the efficiency was much higher, resulting in nine vases and three pen holders.

After deducting sixty cents for the supply and marketing cooperative’s stall fee, she was left with one yuan and ninety-five cents.

She originally had fifty cents on her, bringing her total savings to two yuan and forty-five cents.

Having connections really is beneficial, she thought to herself, I’m making a tidy profit.

“I heard there’s a monthly exam this Saturday, an English test.

How ready are you all?”

The voice Li Qiao loathed the most was now audible, so she hurriedly stuffed the money into her pocket.

When Li Jinhua saw her, she called out, “Three Sister, you’re here.

Dad’s sick.”

Li Qiao’s expression darkened.

She had sworn to cut ties with Dong Lamei.

This mother-daughter pair was too embarrassed to cause trouble before, but now they seemed to have no choice but to start bothering their poor old dad.

It must not have been a serious illness, otherwise, Li Jinhua would have told her to go straight home.

Li Qiao said, “I’ll come to visit during the break.”

Seeing Li Qiao respond to her, Li Jinhua started to push her luck, “We have a monthly exam this Saturday; can I take a look at your notes?

I’m afraid mom and dad will beat me if I do poorly.”

Li Qiao understood the subtext.

Wasn’t it just another way of saying, “If mom and dad beat me, I’ll blame it on you not lending me your notes to study”?

That Li Jinhua.

Actually quite clever.

But cleverness used in the wrong place.

Instead of trying to outsmart her, if she spent more effort on her studies, why would she worry about scoring poorly?

Li Qiao agreed to lend her the notes.

So she wouldn’t have anything to reproach her later if their thrifty dad complained.

Li Jinhua, having obtained Li Qiao’s notes, began to review earnestly.

She overheard the grade director and the principal discussing that the top three students in the grade would receive five kilos of pork.

Considering Li Qiao’s performance, which had vastly improved from before, Li Jinhua thought it very likely she would be among the recipients.

If Li Qiao didn’t bring the pork back to her mother’s family, it would be one thing, but if she did, Jinhua worried how their mother might react knowing Li Qiao got pork while she didn’t.

Li Qiao raised an eyebrow, thinking to herself, Has she finally learned her lesson after being intimidated by Qin Jin?

If only she had known how much Li Jinhua feared Qin Jin, she would have had Qin Jin intervene sooner.

It was Wednesday that day.

Mr.

Song called both Li Qiao and Hu Xiufang into the office and told them about the Math Olympiad competition in the county’s Number One Middle School on the 26th of this month at eight in the morning, then handed each of them an admission ticket, “I was planning to accompany you, but something came up at home, so you’ll have to go by yourselves.

Be sure not to lose the admission ticket.”

“Yes.”

The two replied in unison.

“There’s the monthly exam on Saturday.

Don’t let your focus on math affect your grades in other subjects; otherwise, I’ll have trouble explaining to the other teachers,” Mr.

Song added.

Li Qiao was confident she had no issues.

She had mastered what needed to be mastered and was sticking to her own plan, doing math papers whenever she found time.

Before she knew it, Saturday arrived.

In the morning, there were exams for Chinese, math, and English.

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Hu Xiufang approached her to check the answers, which Li Qiao refused, explaining, “The exams are over, let’s not dwell on them.

If I review the answers and find mistakes, it will affect my mindset for the upcoming tests.

If I’m correct, it’s you who’ll be upset.”

“That makes sense.

How many points do you think you got?”

“Apart from Chinese, I should have gotten full marks in the rest.”

Upon hearing this, a chorus of disdainful murmurs rose in the classroom.

They could believe she got full marks in math, given Li Qiao’s usual performance in the subject.

She was even chosen by the teacher to participate in the competition.

She never opened her mouth during the English morning reading and always hesitated when called upon in class, yet she scored well on the exam, filling in many words others had left blank.

Even Hu Xiufang, who missed getting into university by just one mark last year, said she’d left two blanks.

Can she score full marks?

Talking big without a draft.

Li Qiao glanced at those laughing at her.

Bullying peers was something she had only read about in the news before, but now, it seemed she had become the one being bullied.

She didn’t argue back and continued to work on the math problems from her workbook.

The homeroom teacher, Mr.

Zhou, stood at the door and called out, “Li Qiao, come to my office.”

Li Qiao quickly put down her pen and headed to the teacher’s office.

The office was packed with teachers from various subjects, each scrutinizing her.

Homeroom teacher Mr.

Zhou, holding the test papers, said sternly:

“Li Qiao, the full score for Chinese is 120, you scored 119; for math, the full score is 120, you scored 120.

English too is full marks.

Did you memorize the answers in advance?”

Li Qiao racked her brain but never anticipated that the homeroom teacher would suspect her of cheating.

She was furious.

She firmly and loudly said, “Mr.

Zhou!

That’s too much!

Students respect you, but please respect the students as well.

Just because I scored high, you suspect that I memorized the answers beforehand—it’s too arbitrary, isn’t it?

It’s not just one test in a semester; could I see the answers in advance every time?

If you had taken the trouble to ask my roommates, you wouldn’t make such a claim.

Show me the evidence!

Otherwise, apologize!”

Mr.

Zhou: “…” Asking the teacher to apologize?

He cleared his throat, his confidence waning slightly: “Your test scores from last year, compared to this year, show a noticeable gap.”

“Can I not quietly excel and surprise all of you?

Your questioning not only belittles a student’s hard work but also doubts their character.” Li Qiao argued logically and coherently with Mr.

Zhou, leaving him speechless.

“Li Qiao is indeed good at math.

She can solve even the most challenging Olympiad problems, so scoring full marks is not surprising,” said Mr.

Song in support of Li Qiao.

“Your English teacher said you never speak up in class, so how about this full mark in English…”

Li Qiao replied without humility or arrogance, “Just because I don’t speak out means I don’t know it?

This is so easy, I could get a full score with my feet, what’s so strange about that?” It was actually Chinese that surprised her, as there was a passage in classical Chinese that she hadn’t really understood, leaving her uncertain.

“Haha…

this kid…”

All the teachers in the office laughed.

“Zhou, you’re out of line too, calling the child for criticism without any evidence.”

“Isn’t it because you who graded the papers said her scores were too high to believe, implying she must have memorized the answers in advance, that I suspected her?”

A quarrel broke out among the teachers.

Li Qiao was not allowed to leave and just stood quietly watching them argue.

Then the bell for class rang.

It was only then that a teacher remembered her and told her to hurry back to class, to prepare for the next exam.

The next four exams continued until the evening.

Leaving the classroom, everyone rushed to the cafeteria, afraid that their meal box would be taken by someone else.

Li Qiao couldn’t squeeze in and waited for the crowd to thin before searching for hers.

After getting her meal box, she returned to the dormitory to find her roommates comparing answers.

Li Jinhua: “Third Sister, what did Mr.

Zhou call you to his office for today?” She had been asking all afternoon, but that old soul kept doing math problems from the workbook without paying her any attention after each exam.

Li Qiao: “He complimented me for scoring full marks in math and English and encouraged me to continue working hard to strive for the prize of five pounds of pork.” She had received trophies, cash prizes, medals, honor certificates, but never pork.

She had already figured out how to divide the meat.

Keep a portion for herself to eat, buy a few more pounds, and give some to her eldest and second sisters.

“Full marks?” Hu Xiufang was astounded: “That’s amazing!

How much do you estimate your total score will be?”

“About 680, I guess.”

“What?” Li Jinhua nearly snapped her chopsticks: “Out of a total of 690, you got 680?

Are you for real?”

If it turned out she really got 680 when the papers were returned, then it just might not be Li Qiao at all.

She had been reborn and had to learn everything herself, but even if Li Qiao had some kind of cheat, she couldn’t be that incredible, right?

It completely exceeded her understanding.