I'm not going to be the kid in the story of a husband abandoning his daughter.

It’s a sunny spring day outside the window, and the breeze brings the scent of autumn.

Through the thin school uniform, she could feel the coolness of the wind, but Kyocera felt her heart was warm. She thought and smiled faintly.

“Yes, I also learned a lot on the show.”

Teacher Gu originally wanted her to focus on her studies, but now...

Even if she didn't pay attention to the Internet, she knew that Kyocera's parents were divorced. Children of this age are sensitive, so she didn't say anything more.

"I understand, teacher. You should take a nap first. You can listen to the lecture better if you are refreshed. If you have any questions, you can come to me."

Kyocera did not leave immediately. He just lowered his head slightly and put the math test paper on the table with both hands. His manners were elegant and very measured.

"This is homework, please correct it, Mr. Gu."

She showed an attitude towards Teacher Gu that she had never shown before.

Teacher Gu was stunned for a moment.

It’s not that he didn’t respect her before, but Kyocera was always timid in front of her, lowering his head and not daring to look her in the eye.

If Kyocera at that time was a greenhouse flower that needed care, then she is now... more like a beautifully growing rose.

When Mr. Gu came to his senses, Kyocera had already left.

With a heavy heart, she looked at the math test paper left by Kyocera.

This sight made him fall into deep thought again. The page with the main questions was facing upwards, with clear and neat fonts, and the steps for solving the questions were also very nice.

She remembered that this question was a knowledge point related to the first year of junior high school, and not many people could solve it.

Teacher Gu remembered how disappointed he was with Kyocera and scolded him for being smart but blindly copying answers, and getting full marks was only temporary.

She had no idea where Kyocera was getting the answer, but she didn't want to give up on any of her students.

But now...

Teacher Gu pressed his hands against his forehead and lowered his head. What kind of experience could cause a ten-year-old child to change so much?

^

at the same time.

Teaching building, at the corner of the stairs leading from the second floor to the third floor.

Guo Yue leaned against the wall, with the zipper of her school uniform pulled up to the top, the collar covering her chin as much as possible, her face slightly yellow, and she looked obviously tired.

Until a sound of light footsteps came closer.

She raised her head and took out a folded A4 paper from her pocket.

Disgust was evident in his eyes. He threw the paper away without a word and turned to go downstairs.

Kyocera looked at the A4 paper that slipped from his hand, his brows slightly dimmed, and he stepped on it. Just as he took a step, he suddenly thought of something.

She turned back to pick it up, and the angle was just right to avoid the surveillance.

The A4 paper is densely packed with the latest printed answers to the questions.

Kyocera: ...

Jing Siyu has buried quite a lot of troubles.

On this side, Guo Yue returned to Class 1, Grade 6. It was almost 12:30 noon and the students who were sleeping in the class were still asleep, so she walked lightly.

As soon as she sat down, her deskmate looked up, yawned, and asked quietly, "Why did you go out?"

He goes out every once in a while and always looks bad when he comes back.

Guo Yue took out her homework and said, "I went to the bathroom."

My deskmate nodded and decided not to continue sleeping, so he went to watch the afternoon class.

Guo Yue lowered his head and wrote a few questions, but his thoughts were still unable to concentrate.

She took a breath, took out the cell phone she had secretly brought into school, and found the number signed "Jing".

[I've already given her the answer. When will the money be transferred? ]

The other party took two minutes to reply and only sent a screenshot of the remittance.

Guo Yue pursed her lips, went to the text message page, and typed in a number that she would never forget. The words between the lines seemed to be filled with resentment.

[The month-end payment has been transferred to you. Please don't bother us anymore.]

After sending the message, I turned on the phone in airplane mode and stuffed it into my schoolbag without caring what the other party said.

^

The lunch break is one and a half hours long. Based on the half-hour lunch break and one-hour rest time, it is actually sufficient.

After all, the philosophy of wealthy families is that you must be serious when studying and be well rested when resting in order to be in better condition.

Otherwise, what can a person with a headache and no mind learn?

There is one less class in the afternoon than in the morning, and the first class was originally Chinese.

As soon as the teacher walked into the classroom, Teacher Gu knocked on the door. "Teacher Mo, excuse me for interrupting for five minutes."

She had told Teacher Mo in advance that she was coming over, so he didn't say anything and stood under the podium waiting.

"Isn't it going to be another exam..." Wen Yueliang threw the composition book on the table and paused before speaking to Kyocera. He was not quite sure, "Am I seeing things right?"

"Is that Jing Xixi?!"

At the classroom door, the person following Teacher Gu in was Jing Xixi?!

Hearing this, Kyocera didn't even raise her head. She was still thinking about the answers to the test paper and said vaguely: "Isn't it wrong? She should be a transfer student."

The original owner's grades were ridiculously poor, and he always relied on memorizing answers to get full marks.

When Wen Yueliang heard what Kyocera said, she almost couldn't hold back her image and rolled her eyes to the sky, speechless.

"She's a follower, she goes wherever you are."

It’s been several times, including banquets, variety shows, cram schools, and now school.

Why doesn’t she go to live in Jing’s house?

Jing Xixi was wearing a white dress today, with a Chanel-style jacket on the outside, and a fancy little diamond crown on her head.

"Hello everyone, I'm Jing Xixi, you can call me Xixi. I hope we can coexist peacefully in the future. If there's anything you don't understand, please feel free to give me some advice."

Jing Xixi introduced herself on the stage with a sweet smile, and the students below applauded sparsely.

I didn't pay much attention to it and continued to do my homework or read my notes.

Jing Xixi is used to the feeling of being ignored. She is different from Kyocera.

But so what, she will slowly take it back.

"Xixi, sit in the back first." Teacher Gu pointed to a seat for her.

It was a seat very far back, a bit close to the trash can, and was a desk and chair that had been temporarily inserted into the classroom.

Jing Xixi nodded obediently and sat down with her book in her arms, nonchalantly.

After arranging her, Teacher Gu left.

I was worried that Jing Xixi wouldn't be able to keep up with the progress, and the exams and rankings would be at the end of the month, so she wouldn't start school until next month.

But she insisted on going early, and Teacher Gu had no choice.

^

The first class is over.

Jing Xixi looked at Kyocera's back in the third row and asked the students in the front row, "Who is that?"

The little boy in the front row frowned, annoyed that she disturbed him, but he still looked up and followed the direction of her finger, and was stunned.

Then his brows relaxed and his tone showed a hint of admiration.

"Kyocera, top of the class, especially in English. Even the seniors aren't as good as her."

The little boy said this and tightened his grip on the pen again, "I want to be like her too."

Jing Xixi: "...Do you all admire her?"

"Of course," the little boy, who hadn't turned around just now, turned around instead of leaning on the edge of the table. "You didn't know when you first arrived, but she is the eldest daughter of the Jing family."

It’s the eldest daughter of the Jing family again.

Jing Xixi sneered inwardly. What else does she have besides a good father?

If she could also grow up in such a family, she would definitely be no worse than Kyocera.