Chapter 49: You Messed Up—and You Still Think You’re Right?
“Uncle, after seeing that calming talisman, don’t you feel completely at peace, like you can’t get angry at all?”
Seeing him stare at the talisman, Su Keke hurriedly asked, her little mouth curving high in a grin.
Qin Mochen really couldn’t get angry—but not because the talisman worked. It was simply because he hadn’t planned to get angry in the first place.
Still, the girl’s obvious I’m secretly pleased with myself look made his fingers itch. He really wanted to give her bottom a couple of swats.
“You did something wrong, and you still think you’re justified?” Qin Mochen suddenly said.
Yet his brows were relaxed, and he didn’t look angry at all.
Su Keke muttered, “You’re the one who asked me, Uncle, so I just explained. Fine, I know I was wrong. I admit my mistake.”
Qin Mochen suddenly raised a hand and pressed it on the girl’s head, gently rubbing it.
“I’m not blaming you. Just don’t do this again. If you don’t know how to do it, leave it blank. You don’t need to draw crying faces, and you don’t need to draw calming talismans. People who don’t know better might think you’re deliberately causing trouble.”
Su Keke nodded obediently. “I understand, Uncle. I definitely won’t do it again.”
Qin Mochen stacked the test papers together and put them into the desk drawer.
Su Keke opened her mouth, really wanting to say, You should just throw them away—it’s too embarrassing to keep them here.
But since Uncle had already put them away, she let it go.
After finishing his “education,” Qin Mochen leaned back casually, resting an arm naturally on the desk. He looked quite relaxed.
“When I spoke with your homeroom teacher today, I explained your situation. He shouldn’t make things difficult for you.”
Hearing this, Su Keke’s eyes lit up as she looked at him.
“Uncle, does that mean I don’t have to keep my eyes wide open, staring at the teacher and the blackboard all the time?”
Qin Mochen gave a calm mm. “If you don’t understand, then you don’t understand. There’s no need to pretend. Knowledge is learned for your own use.”
That was a yes.
Su Keke immediately asked again, “Then can I bring a feng shui book to read in class?”
A fleeting smile flashed through Qin Mochen’s eyes—very faint, carrying a hint of something else.
“No.”
Su Keke froze and puffed out her cheeks. “Then do I just sit there and space out?”
Qin Mochen opened the lowest drawer of the desk and took out several books.
Su Keke glanced over and instantly saw the cover of the top one: Mathematics, Grade One, Volume One.
Su Keke: ……
Humiliation!
Her intelligence had been blatantly insulted!
Even if she hadn’t systematically studied these subjects before, she wasn’t so bad that she couldn’t handle first-grade elementary material!
“Uncle, I’m angry!” The girl puffed up her cheeks.
Qin Mochen let out a low chuckle. His laughter was deep and slightly magnetic—pleasant to hear.
“I specifically had these prepared for you, and instead of thanking me, you’re angry at me?”
Hearing this, the tiny flame of anger that had just ignited in Su Keke’s eyes went sizzle and was instantly extinguished.
“From first grade to sixth grade, and from junior high year one to year three—the main textbooks are all here. Starting today, spend two hours every evening reading.”
“…Okay.”
“Take them to school and keep reading during the day.”
“…Okay.”
And so, the next day, Su Keke went to school carrying a backpack full of elementary school textbooks.
The homeroom teacher had probably already explained things to the other teachers. In class, Su Keke focused intently on her elementary textbooks, and the teachers didn’t pay her any special attention.
But while the teachers had been informed, the students were another matter.
“Oh my god—Su Keke, you’re actually reading elementary school textbooks?”
Bao Chenyi turned his head and saw the elementary math book spread out on Su Keke’s desk, his eyes widening in shock.
He had a loud voice. With that shout, the entire classroom heard him.
Nearby classmates simply gathered around to look; those too lazy to move stretched their necks to peek.
“Hahaha, damn, it’s real! This new classmate is actually reading elementary school math—this is killing me!”
Qin Xing’s nemesis, Jiang Yueyue, seized the chance to sneer.
“Birds of a feather flock together. Sure enough, what kind of person you are is reflected in the friends you keep.”
Qin Xing sneered.
“So what if Su Keke reads elementary textbooks? Do you believe that you might not even be able to solve elementary Olympiad problems? And Jiang Yueyue—can you compare to me in family background? Can you compare to Luo Man in academic performance? You can’t beat us in anything, yet you still dare to look down on people?”
She never liked using family background to pressure others—it felt shameful. But since Jiang Yueyue always insisted on comparing, then fine, she’d compare.
Most importantly, anyone she protected would not be bullied.
Jiang Yueyue’s face darkened. The Jiang family might be a notch below the Qin family, but they were still one of the top elite families in the capital. What right did Qin Xing have to place herself above her?
“Well…” Su Keke suddenly spoke up.
“Please don’t argue. It’s precisely because my foundation is weak that I’m reading elementary textbooks. They’re actually pretty interesting.”
Jiang Yueyue mocked her.
“Take your time reading and make up your basics properly. But our Class Three’s average score this time will probably be dragged down a lot by you alone. Forget surpassing Class One—we’ll probably even be overtaken by the classes behind us.”
Su Keke froze, then lowered her head in shame, her voice as soft as a mosquito’s buzz.
“I… I’ll work hard.”
“Su Keke, ignore her. The teacher didn’t say anything.”
Luo Man, who had been quiet for a long time, suddenly spoke up.
“Jiang Yueyue, let’s make a bet. If her score in this mock exam is above the class average, you apologize to Su Keke in front of the whole class. Dare to bet?”
Jiang Yueyue looked stunned, clearly not expecting Luo Man to get involved.
Zhao Kexin had originally not dared to say anything, but seeing Luo Man speak up, she added,
“Yeah, Jiang Yueyue, make the bet.”
Jiang Yueyue glanced at her, then directly asked Luo Man, “And if she doesn’t reach the class average?”
Luo Man replied coolly, “Then she doesn’t. You’ve already trampled on her self-esteem just now—what more do you want?”
Jiang Yueyue snorted. “I’m just stating the facts.”
Luo Man said oh.
“You’ll never measure up to Qin Xing.”
After a brief pause, she added, “That’s also a fact.”
“Luo Man!” Jiang Yueyue shot to her feet in anger.
“I used to admire you, but I didn’t expect you to be someone who curries favor with power! Don’t think that just because you’ve latched onto Qin Xing you can do whatever you want. Believe it or not, I can make it impossible for you to stay in this school!”
Anger flashed in Qin Xing’s eyes. She slammed the desk with a bang.
“Jiang Yueyue! Believe it or not, just that sentence alone can get your uncle kicked out of his current position! And forget about my Qin family continuing to invest in your dad’s big project!”
The two had been at odds for a long time, but this time the tension was several times thicker.
No one else dared to breathe loudly. Neither of these two was someone they could afford to offend.
Children from poor families grow up early—but children from wealthy families have their own troubles too. Being in this circle meant having to follow its rules.
School should have been a place devoted purely to learning, but for them, there was far more to learn and watch out for.
Finally, when the class bell rang, everyone let out a collective sigh of relief.
As the ringing ended, Jiang Yueyue sneered.
“Fine, then let’s bet. If Su Keke’s mock exam score is below the class average, she won’t even have the face to stay in Class Three, right, Su Keke?”
Su Keke buried her head, pretending to be invisible. She decided it was better to be thick-skinned this time—she’d just pretend she hadn’t heard a thing.
