Chapter 90

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Xiaofei naturally didn't know that Wang Xinping was already harboring ill feelings towards him in his heart.

He was only paying attention to Xu Fengjuan's movements, feeling a bit nervous inside. He thought that during the next class break, if things didn't go well, he would go and apologize to her, saying: "I just like you too much, so I couldn't control myself." But then he thought it was too straightforward and not subtle enough, not fitting the romantic style of this era, so he hesitated.

He didn't think that what he was doing was a bit too shameless.

After all, she was his wife, so what was wrong with being a bit sappy and proactive? The key was to avoid making her feel uncomfortable.

Unintentionally, his gaze met Wang Xinping's on the podium, and he was taken aback. The old man was glaring at him, his dissatisfaction clearly visible. It seemed that the old man had a strong aversion to his flirtation with Xu Fengjuan.

He was just encouraging me a moment ago.

In a blink, it seems he has developed a grudge against me.

Xiaofei felt a bit helpless. However, the old man didn't criticize Xiaofei verbally; he just gently consoled Xu Fengjuan a few times. Xu Fengjuan's mood improved a lot, and she straightened up, indicating that she was fine and could listen attentively.

Seeing this, Xiaofei breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Xinping was lecturing on the podium.

The current lesson was a quick review of the English textbooks they had studied before, and they were already on the second volume of high school English. Wang Xinping's teaching style was rather rigid, explaining the text and grammar points without much innovation.

Xiaofei's brain already contained all the content and grammar points from junior high to high school and even university English, so he had no interest in such a class.

What he was worried about now was math.

His math had always been poor.

In his previous life, during the various math exams in his senior year and in the remedial class, he never scored above the passing mark. With a full score of 150, getting over 80 was already considered good.

Although after being reborn, all the math formulas, complex equations, and problems he had solved were stored in his brain, and he could form a complete system by recalling them, he was still afraid of being at a loss when faced with unfamiliar test papers.

Therefore, when Wang Xinping was lecturing, and the other students were listening attentively and taking notes, the classroom was filled with the sound of writing. Xiaofei, on the other hand, was propping his chin with his hand, repeatedly reviewing all the math knowledge in his mind, gradually integrating it, and slowly building up his confidence.

He spent half a class period summarizing the entire math knowledge system.

Then, he thought of Wang Lika.

This poor guy was probably still at home, at a loss. According to what he later wrote to Xiaofei, those days were like years, and he was depressed at home, not daring to appear on the village streets for fear of being ridiculed by the villagers.

And during the October recruitment season, Wang Lika would sign up for the military.

After serving for a few years, he didn't achieve anything significant in the army and was transferred back home, where he married and had children, living a life of frustration.

Xiaofei thought he must help him.

He would get him to come back to the remedial class and help him get into a decent university, as a way to repay his past kindness.

"Bro, when I make it big, I won't forget you. Just wait for me to shine!" Wang Lika's words echoed in his ears, making Xiaofei feel moved.

Xiaofei was lost in thought, propping his chin with his hand, assuming no one would notice him.

But he was wrong.

Wang Xinping, standing on the podium, had a clear view of the entire class and was particularly attentive to Xiaofei.

This so-called good student had barely raised his head or listened to the lecture for the entire class, just sitting there, either asleep or daydreaming.

This made Wang Xinping very dissatisfied.

Old teachers were full of responsibility; he couldn't tolerate Xiaofei slacking off in his class, which was a waste of time and a slow suicide.

Wang Xinping didn't know what Xiaofei was like before, but his current performance was very disappointing. A student who didn't listen to the class, came to the remedial class so late, and didn't focus on his studies—how could he be a good student? How could he寄托 the hope of passing the college entrance exam next year on him?

Wang Xinping sneered.

He suddenly stopped lecturing and strode to the back of the classroom. All the students were surprised and turned to look back, only to find that Wang Xinping had come to Xiaofei's desk and slammed his hand on it.

Xiaofei had already sensed Wang Xinping's approach and quickly sat up, fumbling to take out his English book.

But it was too late. Wang Xinping was already standing beside him, fuming.

He slammed his hand on the desk.

"Teacher—" Xiaofei tried to explain with a forced smile, but Wang Xinping started berating him in a rapid-fire manner.

"What are you showing off? What are you acting like a big shot? Are you here to prepare for the college entrance exam or to waste time? As a student, do you even look like one? You don't even hold your textbook during class, and you don't raise your head for the entire lesson. What are you doing in school? Go home and till the land! Don't waste the school's resources..."

Wang Xinping pointed at Xiaofei's nose and raged for over a minute, spitting all over Xiaofei's face.

All the students in the class were watching Xiaofei, and many were gloating: "Serves you right for being a show-off!"

Xu Fengjuan just glanced back, seeing that it was Xiaofei causing trouble again. Her feelings were mixed: "How can he be like this? Since he's here to retake the class, how can he not listen to the lesson? Doesn't he know that this is self-destructive behavior?"

Xiaofei originally wanted to let it slide, thinking it wasn't worth arguing with the old man.

But as Wang Xinping raged on, he couldn't take it anymore.

He raised his hand and said, "Teacher, please pause for a moment! Let me wipe my face! Your spittle is really abundant."

The class burst into laughter at Xiaofei's words.

Wang Xinping, seeing Xiaofei actually take out a handkerchief to wipe his face, turned pale with anger, pointing at Xiaofei, "You, you, shameless! I can't teach a student like you. I'll tell Teacher Li, and I won't come to this class anymore!"

It was clear that the old man was extremely angry.

He was determined to be at odds with Xiaofei.

"Teacher, please calm down. Let me explain. I remember everything you've taught very well. I don't need to look at the book to recall it. It may seem like I'm not paying attention, but I'm actually listening to every word you say. I'm just trying to understand your lessons more deeply."

Xiaofei's explanation only made Wang Xinping think he was mocking him. The old man sneered, "Ha! You're really full of hot air! If you're so great, why are you here retaking the class? You should go straight to Peking University."

Although he hadn't been listening much, Xiaofei vaguely knew which text Wang Xinping was teaching. Seeing that the old man was still mocking him, he didn't waste words and started to fluently recite the English text from the beginning.

His pronunciation was very standard, and his recitation was smooth.

Wang Xinping started with a cold smile, but his expression soon turned serious. Having taught high school English for decades, Wang Xinping was very familiar with the texts. He realized that Xiaofei had indeed recited the text he had just taught, word for word.

After finishing the text, Xiaofei started reciting the grammar points and the various uses of new words, including many that Wang Xinping hadn't covered.

For a full seven or eight minutes, the classroom was completely silent.

Everyone was stunned. God! He could recite the text so fluently, and not only that, he could recite all the knowledge points as well.

This was truly astonishing.