Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
But what could they do about it?
Faced with these kinds of “family” troubles, the school would rather keep the peace.
Especially now that it was a critical period in the evaluation of the model school in the city.
In the end, the school could only pull Xiaotang back and promise plenty of benefits to convince an older teacher to take on the role.
“Xiaotang, really, the problem doesn’t lie with you.” Sun Xiubin looked at Xiaotang, her face full of pity. “I’m protecting you by not assigning you the role of homeroom teacher.”
“I’ve already adjusted my mindset, Discipline Mistress.” Xiaotang forcefully shook her head. “I’ve lurked around in the class group and observed the class. The parents of class 2-4 are great. They’ll definitely support me.”
“Discipline Mistress,” Mr. Hu. said. “Give Xiaotang a chance.”
Mrs. Tao also said, “Chunmei isn’t around, but we’ll all help Mrs. Tang.”
Mrs. Zhao’s blood pressure went down. “That’s right, Discipline Mistress. All of the teaching staff will help one another in times of need. Wouldn’t it be good if all of us help Mrs. Xiaotang and take on the role of a homeroom teacher as a joint effort?”
The statues started to move. They praised the idea endlessly.
Sun Xiubin found it hard to step down. “Xiaotang, the difficulty of leading class 2-4 doesn’t lie with the parents…”
“I’ve analyzed it. The problem mainly lies with the Three Great Titans.” Mrs. Xiaotang raised her hand confidently. “Lin Yujing, Li Zheng, and Liu Xin. Lin Yujing is too exceptional, while Li Zheng is too hardworking. From two different areas, the two of them have an impact on the other students’ confidence. Next is Liu Xin. Because his grades are abysmal, he makes the rest of the students feel good about their current situation. That, coupled with Zhang Yue, who, as a catalyst, ultimately caused the grades of the entire class to unavoidably deteriorate as a whole.”
All the teachers present looked shocked.
It sounded logical.
“Was she speaking nonsense with a serious face or not?” they wondered.
“Then… Then what measures do you have?” Sun Xiubin asked her seriously.
“First, we have to close the gap between the students and create healthy competition between them.”
“Second, we have to strengthen the camaraderie between the students of the class and get the students to love the class 2-4 as a collective so that they’ll stop fighting for only themselves.”
“I’ve already sent the specific plan to your email.”
Mrs. Xiaotang locked her hands tightly together and gave a deep bow.
“Please give me this opportunity.”
“Also, thank you all for the support, teachers.”
…
Class 2-4, in the classroom.
Rumble, rumble, rumble…
The class was in chaos.
The last period was supposed to be Mathematics.
However, Hu Chunmei wasn’t present.
Other than Li Zheng, no one else knew that Hu Chunmei had gone to the hospital. However, another teacher had come and said that Mrs. Hu had something to attend to urgently, and had gotten Jiang Qinghua to organize a self-study session.
He’d gotten the class monitor to organize a self-study session.
That was akin to causing an explosion.
The students were doing whatever they wanted, just short of disco dancing.
“Old Mother Hu isn’t around. Why not dance some disco?” Liu Xin swayed his body and got into the spirit. “Hey, follow me, and draw a dragon on your left…”
“Rest a bit.” Li Zheng pressed him back down into his chair. “For some reason, I have a premonition that your parents are about to be called.”
“???”
At that moment, a faint, familiar set of footsteps could be heard from the corridor.
It sounded like thick-soled shoes walking at a fast stride.
They sounded like they were filled with fury.
The students could hear the footsteps despite the commotion in the class.
The volume of the class decreased drastically.
They quickly realized something.
There wasn’t just one sound.
It was two.
Hu Chunmei and Sun Xiubin!
They couldn’t be wrong.
Twang!!!
Hu Chunmei pushed open the door and entered the class.
“Is this a riot? Is this a riot?”
“The entire building has heard our class!”
“Why not continue talking?”
“Continue talking, continue rioting!”
“You, come, come, come, dance a little. Teach me how to disco dance.”
She lived up to her reputation as Hu Chunmei.
That was her style.
All of the students lowered their heads.
Even though they were being scolded, they felt a sense of stability.
It might be Stockholm’s Syndrome.
Then, Sun Xiubin walked into the class.
“Don’t get angry, Chunmei. Just explain it in a few words.”
“I didn’t want to get angry, but looking at this… Oh no, I feel like scolding them just hearing them.” Hu Chunmei shook her head as she walked up to the stage. She surveyed the students, her sharp gaze suddenly becoming gentle. “Alright, it’s time for you guys to be happy. This time, I really… I really have been angered into the hospital…”
She suddenly lost control of her emotions. She cupped her mouth, unable to say another word.
“What?”
“What’s wrong, Mrs. Hu?”
“Don’t be like this.”
“Don’t scare us, Mrs. Hu.”
“You crying… makes me want to cry too…”
A few female students couldn’t help but tear up.
Even Li Zheng was a little flustered.
“Has her condition worsened?” he wondered.
“Was the range of the tumor still within the radius of Old Li’s scalpel?”
“Mrs… Mrs… Hu…” Liu Xin stood up in shock. He had tears in his eyes. “Don’t… Don’t talk nonsense… I won’t anger you anymore… I didn’t mean to…”
“Why didn’t you do that earlier!” Sun Xiubin scolded. “Alright, alright, sit down. It’s nothing serious. Your homeroom teacher is going to have an operation. She’ll be back next semester.”
The students heaved a sigh of relief.
When they thought about Mrs. Hu leaving…
They suddenly felt a little happy.
Then, when they thought that she would return after her surgery…
They felt a little regretful.
Human emotions are too complicated.
They only realized now that when Mrs. Hu lost control of her emotions on the stage, it wasn’t because of her illness.
Instead, it was because she couldn’t bear to leave the class.
“Don’t anger your new teacher… She’s not as tolerant as me,” Hu Chunmei said as she wiped the tears off her face. “My condition has nothing to do with you all. I’ve had it all this while. Alright, Liu Xin, stop trembling. It has nothing to do with you. Are you in a hurry to become a cancer cell?”
She looked toward Li Zheng as she spoke.
Logically speaking, she should be thanking Li Zheng and his father in class.
However, she saw Li Zheng silently gesturing with his hand.
Hu Chunmei immediately understood his intentions.
“Li Zheng must not want too many people to know his father’s identity,” she thought.
“What a good hospital, what a good doctor.”
“There would be a long line of people waiting to ask for his help.”
“Rise!” Jiang Qinghua suddenly shouted as he stood up.
The rest of the students instinctively rose.
“Thank you for your guidance over the past year, Mrs. Hu.” Jiang Qinghua gave a deep bow. “We wish you a speedy recovery. We’ll be waiting for you.”
The entire class bowed in unison.
“We wish you a speedy recovery!”
“We’ll be waiting for you!”
Even Lin Yujing was shouting. She was putting her back into it.
Standing in front of the stage, Hu Chunmei covered her face and effortfully gestured with her other hand.
Sun Xiubin had never expected class 2-4, which was notoriously hard to deal with, to be able to come up with such a scene.
The old discipline mistress moved her glasses upward and silently rubbed her eyes.
“Sigh. In the end, they’re all good children,” she thought.
Ring, ring, ring…
The final period had come to an end.
Hu Chunmei wiped her tears dry and bowed slightly to the class.
“I also wish to thank all of you for being so tolerant of my words. Even though I’ve said this a few hundred times, I still wish to say…”
Without waiting for her to continue, the entire class finished the sentence. “It. Is. All. For. Your. Own. Good!”
“You guys still anger me, even though you know that!” Hu Chunmei laughed, “Alright, thank you for your well wishes. I’ll come back and check on your grades half a year later. Be mentally prepared.”
The students trembled, even though it wasn’t cold.
Just as Hu Chunmei was about to leave.
Li Zheng couldn’t hold it in. He raised his hand.
“Teacher, you haven’t given us our assignments.”
The students immediately lost control. They wanted to beat Li Zheng up.
This time, even Hu Chunmei had the slight urge to beat Li Zheng up.