Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

This is also the reason why Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, despite having many children from wealthy families, can still rank first in the country in terms of enrollment rate.

Except for the top class, most parents of students at Jiangcheng No. 200 Middle School are wealthy but not upper class. They can pay million as admission fee, so naturally they can get better resources for their next generation than ordinary people.

With good resources, positive teaching from parents, and good qualities acquired through observation and exposure, the next generation will not develop badly.

On the contrary, the upper class people do not care about their children's grades, as their future has been arranged with money. However, they often ignore their children's growth.

Tong Huaimu's environment is the latter.

Jian Yan sat in the class and watched how other parents and children got along with each other, and couldn't help but think of Tong Huaimu and his father.

It's a completely different feeling.

Parents and children here feel familiar with each other when communicating with each other. They can express their emotions, whether they are happy or sad, and they can also communicate their desire for praise and hope for comfort.

However, Tong Huaimu and his father had no such expressions or communication at all. They were like strangers, or superiors and subordinates. They spoke sharply and politely. In short, they did not seem like father and son with a blood relationship.

I can't help but feel doubtful.

Are they father and son?

Then he thought again, Tong Huaimu and Tong Ruixiao look similar, their eyebrows and eyes are also similar, so they must be father and son.

Besides, how could a wealthy family raise a child who was not related to them by blood?

Then there is no such factor as "not biological so not close".

If that’s the case, why is the relationship between the two so strained?

The parents' meeting starts at seven o'clock.

Tong Huaimu wandered into the classroom at 6:59 in a nonchalant manner, walked in unscrupulously under the gazes of all the parents and teachers, pulled out a chair with a "swish", and sat down.

He didn't even look at his stepmother, as if she were air. He crossed his arms and stared at the podium absentmindedly, his face full of reluctance.

The air was stagnant for a few seconds.

The head teacher continued, with hints in his words, "Our class has always been at the top of the grade, but some students' results are hard to describe..."

Another improvement!

You won’t mention anything other than grades, right?

Tong Huaimu frowned, and a low, short breath came out of his throat, mixed with disdain, "Master Miejue!"

Teachers who can teach in a school like Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School are either extremely capable or have a strong background.

The relationship between them and students is no different from the relationship between teachers and students in ordinary schools.

So it also attracts hatred.

In order to achieve the goal of either promotion or dismissal, teachers will scold students who do not study, and even students from slightly wealthy families will be afraid of them.

After all, teachers can tell tales to parents.

But...there are always exceptions.

For students like Tong Huaimu, whose families donated two buildings to the school, there are not many teachers in the school to take care of them.

Only the head teacher was willing to take the risk of urging him to study.

When Jian Yan heard what Tong Huaimu cursed, he couldn't help but say, "Teachers are people who teach knowledge, not your enemies. Why do you give teachers such disrespectful nicknames?"

She has always been taught from a young age to be a well-educated and well-mannered lady, which of course also includes respecting teachers.

"A teacher is someone who imparts knowledge and resolves doubts." She believes that teachers should be given the minimum respect and cannot understand the naughty behavior of giving teachers nicknames at will.

"What's your business?"

Tong Huaimu looked at her sideways. Perhaps it was because everyone was relatively quiet at the parents' meeting, and he still knew how to save face, so he kept his voice down.

"Do you really think that you can become my parent just by holding this crappy parent-teacher meeting? And you want to lecture me? Don't think I don't know what you are thinking!"

Jian Yan just felt that this child was extremely suspicious of others.

"I'm not lecturing you from a parent's perspective. I'm just communicating with people. If you think this can poke at your fragile and pitiful self-esteem, then you will never listen to other people's sincere advice to you in the future."

Yan finished speaking very calmly.

She would no longer get angry at Tong Huaimu's words. In her eyes, he was just a child who was not taken care of. He should be educated, but there was no need to provoke him and make herself unhappy.

When Tong Huaimu heard her say this, he felt that he was being severely mocked. He gritted his teeth and held back his anger, "You!..."

He stood up and turned to leave this disgusting person, but was glared at by the head teacher on the podium.

Liu Ying said unhappily: "Student Tong Huaimu, what's the matter with you?"

As a result, everyone's eyes turned to him and were fixed on him.

The boy's body stiffened.

On the side, Jian Yan curled up the corners of his mouth imperceptibly.

A child like this, who has been pampered and treated like the center of attention, is even more thin-skinned than an average person. Being scrutinized by so many elders at once, he must feel like a thorn in his back, with no place to vent his anger.

As expected, Tong Huaimu still couldn't leave the classroom despite so many people's strange looks.

He sat back in his original position with his neck stiffened, his face dark red with anger, and uttered two words, "It's okay."

The teacher nodded and continued to focus on the report cards, analyzing the basic grades of all students in the class.

When Jian Yan saw Tong Huaimu's results in the last column of the screen, he was really surprised.

His main subjects are very poor, but he ranks more than 600th in the entire grade, which is a lower-middle level.

Seeing Tong Huaimu's usual misbehavior, she was prepared for his grades to be terrible, but she didn't expect it to be much better than she thought.

Although he was the last in the class, he was the last in the elite class and not extremely bad. This shows the importance of resources.

Liu Ying then talked about the overall progress and decline of the class's academic performance, and gave some motivational words to the students. Soon after, she announced the end of the parent-teacher meeting.

Jian Yan took her handbag and prepared to leave.

But Liu Ying blocked his way and said, "Mrs. Tong, I want to talk to you about Tong Huaimu's grades."

"You're coming too."

He also stopped Tong Huaimu who was about to leave. The latter had a gloomy expression after hearing this, but did not refuse.

Jian Yan followed the head teacher to the office.

As soon as the office door was closed, the head teacher found several transcripts on the desk. "These are Tong Huaimu's special recruitment scores, high school entrance exam scores, the first monthly exam scores since entering high school, and the current midterm exam scores. Mrs. Tong, take a look."

Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School has an affiliated middle school, an affiliated primary school, and an affiliated kindergarten, which are used by children from wealthy families to study from childhood to adulthood. The relevant grades are also clearly archived and can be retrieved at any time.

Jian Yan glanced at the dandy boy sitting on the sofa in the office. He was playing games with headphones on, isolating himself from the outside world in this way, as if it had nothing to do with him.

He withdrew his gaze and carefully looked through the several report cards in his hand while listening to what the head teacher was saying.