Rebirth in the 80s: The Scholar Wife is Cute-Chapter 41 - The Girl Hides Her Skills

Chapter 41: Chapter 41 The Girl Hides Her Skills

Chapter 41 -41 The Girl Hides Her Skills

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Shen Mianmian watched the scene unfold and couldn’t help but smile again, but this time she remembered her lesson and made no sound.

Li Qiumei’s swelling anger hadn’t subsided yet, these two had really run into the line of fire.

Zhou Siyu was ranked somewhere around eight or nine in the class, a position that wasn’t very stable, and Zhao Xinlan was even worse, below average. Neither of their performances was good enough to warrant any special treatment from Li Qiumei.

So…

Shen Mianmian moved next to Lu Siyuan and said, “Shift over a bit, new ‘stand buddies’ incoming.”

Catching her Schadenfreude, Lu Siyuan said mockingly, “Mean-spirited,” but he obediently moved to the side a bit anyway.

Her daring to take pleasure in others’ misfortune was somewhat reflective of him.

“Go stand at the back.”

Li Qiumei glared at Zhou Siyu and Zhao Xinlan for a while, and seeing them shaking with fright felt a sense of authority, which somewhat comforted her.

To make an example out of them, she still made the two go stand at the back.

“…”

Zhou Siyu didn’t want to go. She felt humiliated, but seeing Zhao Xinlan swiftly making her way, she had no choice but to summon her courage and join her.

Seeing that Shen Mianmian had actually saved her a spot made her teeth itch with annoyance.

Li Qiumei returned to the podium, lecturing the four standing in the back.

“Next time, if anyone doesn’t want to listen to my lecture, they can stand outside, or, if that’s not enough, on the sports ground. Those whose final grades drop, bring your parents when you come to collect your report card,” she said.

The students were all scared stiff by Li Qiumei, sitting up straight and not daring to make a peep, afraid the wrath would turn on them.

In those days, most rural students started school late. There were middle school students who were sixteen or seventeen years old, at the tender age of youthful dreams and budding romance. Being watched by so many boys and girls, those with thin skin could blush to the point of tears.

The four stood for a whole lesson. As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, Zhou Siyu and Zhao Xinlan quickly returned to their seats—both were afraid of being seen by students from other classes.

Being made to stand was quite the embarrassing affair.

Lu Siyuan took his time getting back to his seat, and after a while, he suddenly asked, “Got a band-aid?”

This was the first time he had spoken to Shen Mianmian since he had taken the seat beside her.

Shen Mianmian shook her head, “No.”

They had been standing side by side before, and she hadn’t paid close attention. Only now did she notice that Lu Siyuan’s mouth appeared to have been quite badly hurt, with a large piece of skin torn at the corner.

After thinking it over, she stood up and said, “Wait here a minute.”

There was a small shop at the school gate that seemed to sell band-aids.

A few minutes later, Shen Mianmian came jogging back and placed the band-aid in front of him.

Lu Siyuan unceremoniously took the band-aid and started to fumble with it on his face, as if it was natural for Shen Mianmian to have bought it for him.

It was only after a while that he asked indifferently, “How much? Consider it a loan, I’ll pay you back tomorrow.”

“Two cents,” Shen Mianmian said without refusing, picking up her notebook and starting on her homework.

The others had finished their homework during class, while they, having had to stand, had to make use of the time outside of class.

She was writing so intently that she didn’t notice the dark flash in Lu Siyuan’s eyes, nor did she see him crumple up the backing paper of the band-aid, which he didn’t throw away but instead stuffed into his pocket.

He picked up his notebook without expression and began doing his homework as well, but this time he didn’t try to hide it.

The little girl used to feign ignorance, but she was actually sharp-witted. There was no need for her to copy off him.

It was only the foolish teacher, Li Qiumei, who thought she was really a numb-skull.