Quick Transmigration: Leisure

Friday night,

Xia Youmi compared the assignments of the students she had asked for help with one by one to check if she had missed any replies. She also asked Nian Nian to compile the assignments of those who hadn't come to her, and to give them different attention based on their difficulty levels.

Some problems could be perfectly solved, while others are simply too afraid to ask for help.

There are more,

That might be enough to identify some problems.

After confirming everything, she started packing her things to go back to her apartment.

Students are usually not kept at school on Friday nights to give them an opening and allow them to relax outside of class time. Otherwise, if teachers lead the way in doing extra work, it will always put pressure on some students.

Just as I was about to leave the office, I saw several girls pushing and shoving as they walked towards me.

"Teacher Xia..."

"What's wrong, Wen Haojie, Zhong Lan, and You Si'en?" Xia Youmi called out their names one by one. Over this period of time, she had gained some understanding of the relationship between the three of them.

Best friends since kindergarten, so close they could swap parents and siblings.

And it has always been unbreakable.

There are many such supportive groups in Jiyu, but it is relatively rare for them to maintain this relationship all the way to the university level and continue to choose the same class.

Furthermore, there are few relationships where there is no hierarchy or barriers between people.

It is said that when the three girls were formed as friends by their parents in their early childhood, their birth dates and astrological signs were calculated to ensure that they were completely compatible and not incompatible before they became sworn sisters.

"Teacher, Si'en needs your help with her homework."

"Okay." Xia Youmi nodded. Indeed, only You Si'en's assignment still had room for improvement; the other two had already submitted their final drafts before Friday.

"Thank you, Teacher Xia!" You Si'en's hands were trembling slightly as she carried the homework, but seeing her classmates beside her, she still bravely took the first step.

"Come in, have some tea and we can talk slowly," Xia Youmi said with a smile to the three of them.

"Yes!"

"Thank you!"

Wen Haojie and You Si'en stood nervously beside the guest sofa, unsure of what to do.

Seeing how nervous they were, Xia Youmi used the remote control to slowly close the door and open the window curtains.

A cool breeze blew by, easing the tense atmosphere among the three. After the teacups were set out, Zhong Lan led the bow and said softly:

"Teacher, we're sorry, we didn't come to check our homework. We have other problems. We don't need your help to solve them, but we hope you can provide us with some solutions. Please help us, teacher!"

"Sit down, everyone! As your class advisor, it's my duty to help you solve your problems." Although Xia Youmi wasn't paying attention to them, she could still guess what they were going to say based on the context.

"Thank you."

When she got up again, you could see that Yu Si'en's eyes were bloodshot.

Xia Youmi handed her tissues and tea, reassuring her, "Don't rush, let's speak slowly and softly, the teacher is listening."

The fact that they were willing to come to her is a form of trust, which is a partial affirmation of Xia Youmi's short coaching career.

The three of them sat down one after another, still holding hands, offering each other strength.

“Teacher, let me start with the relevant parts!” Zhong Lan said, displaying her full sense of responsibility.

"Ah."

Xia Youmi sat down with them, holding her homework in her hand to provide cover.

Closing the door can prevent some prying, and there are no recording devices inside, but the possibility of surveillance from above cannot be ruled out. She needs to leave some proof; otherwise, in a completely sealed-off situation, nothing can be explained.

“Teacher, our basketball team has a long morning practice session on Wednesdays, but I usually don’t participate because I have classes. The senior students in the second and third years know this too. We usually finish our practice session after class, so I don’t go. But on Wednesday, after receiving tutoring from you, I saw that I still had some time and was going to accompany Xiaojie to the library to exchange books. I saw that the basketball team hadn’t finished their practice yet, so I thought I’d go over and say hello and ask if there was anything I could help with.” Zhong Lan spoke non-stop, and the details matched what Nian Nian had written.

They finish class at 9:40 in the morning.

The basketball team's morning training usually ends around 10 a.m., unless there is a special meeting, extra training as punishment, or a scheduled game.

These are all things that Zhong Lan, as the new manager, needs to pay attention to.

That day,

Zhong Lan and her two friends were the first to have their homework revised. When they passed the basketball court, it was about 10:30. The team members were still training with pained expressions. The captain was not there, and the vice captain looked terrifying. The atmosphere seemed ready to explode at any moment.

The manager was a female senior in college who seemed distracted, so Zhong Lan went over to ask her if she needed any help.

The other person waved her away, telling her to go back first, saying that this was enough.

Zhong Lan didn't think much of it and continued to the library with Wen Haojie.

but,

When they returned after lunch, they still hadn't seen the group disperse. Zhong Lan, concerned for the team, went to the activity room. She wanted to prepare water, towels, and other necessities for everyone.

To my surprise, I overheard several female senior students discussing their dissatisfaction inside the room.

As luck would have it, instead of Shan Xinxiao, the senior students who received the news of the disbandment were furious.

They kept the team members training while waiting for them to catch their breath. They were so nervous that they had to warm up several times.

Finally, when she was released for training, some team members teased her, saying that she must have been dumped by a boyfriend recently, which was why she was so angry and deliberately tormenting people.

But the deputy captain in charge of the operation wanted to perfect his mental journey.

She had indeed told her boyfriend she wanted to break up before.

As they argued, they were originally planning to put on a show, but then they found out that the other person had actually cheated on him. He said he had been fed up with her for a long time, and that people stronger than him were not nice at all, and he had been annoyed with her for a long time.

Marrying her would be worse than marrying a special admission student; at least she's gentle, beautiful, and intelligent, and might even bring good fortune to her husband!

A person with such a strong aura of malevolence will ruin his family's good fortune sooner or later.

in this way,

The vice-captain was deeply hurt and furious.

With her own passion, she genuinely trained the group for the entire morning—towards her boyfriend, to Shan Xinxiao, and even to those who speculated about her teammates.

She also has someone she has trusted since childhood, namely the manager from her junior year of college.

The manager comforted the vice-captain at the activity room door, saying, "Forget it, it's not worth getting angry. That person was just lucky this time. Anyway, there will be a next time. Does Shan Xinxiao mean she won't have class on Wednesdays or go to the library?"

From then on, we simply added extra training sessions every Wednesday morning.

That makes perfect sense. If you prepare a few more smashes, you're not afraid of not getting her face covered in blood. Ideally, you could just beat her into a complete idiot.

Look how smart she is, just wait and see, we're not in a hurry.

Although Zhong Lan only cares about things she likes, it doesn't mean she's simple-minded.

quickly,

When the person was identified, they broke out in a cold sweat.