Quick Transmigration: Host, Please Be a Mute Beauty

Jiang Yanchuan arrived late. Although Jiang Yuzhu had taught him before, a child cannot perfectly repeat what he has learned. Therefore, Jiang Yanchuan only had a basic understanding and found it somewhat difficult to learn.

He stared at the problem on the paper, his brow furrowed. Five times eight equals forty-five, right? Or was it five times eight equals forty-two? Never mind, forty-five it is! His older brother always said that a person's first instinct is the most accurate!

Jiang Yanchuan confidently wrote 45 in the parentheses, when suddenly a large head popped out, startling him.

Wang Xiaohu pointed at the 45 and laughed at him, "Hey, are you stupid? You can't even write such a simple multiplication table correctly, it's hilarious! What? Didn't Jiang Qiao teach you at your house?"

Jiang Yanchuan was laughed at by the people around him, and his face burned with embarrassment. The food at the Jiang family's house had improved these past few days, and the boy's dark face had brightened up a bit, but it still didn't look red. Only his ears were so red that they looked like they could bleed.

With a thirst for knowledge, he asked the most unreliable person in the class, "Then tell me, what is five times eight?"

Wang Xiaohu rubbed his nose smugly: "Of course it's forty-seven, you idiot! You don't even know that!"

Jiang Yanchuan obeyed and erased the 45 with an eraser, writing 47 instead.

Then I asked him, "What is six times nine?"

Wang Xiaohu casually replied, "Fifty-six."

"That……"

Seeing that this person was still asking questions, Wang Xiaohu clenched his fist and scolded him: "Why are you like this! You keep asking questions. Do your own problems. If you ask me again, I'll tell the teacher!"

Jiang Yanchuan quickly said, "I won't ask anymore, okay? Just don't tell my sister."

He didn't want his sister to think he was a stupid child.

The class went relatively smoothly, and the children learned very attentively. Jiang Qiao smiled with satisfaction; she, Teacher Jiang, was truly awesome!

Most of the children here love learning because they have experienced hardship and know that learning is a good way out.

However, some are slow to grasp things, like Wang Xiaohu.

Jiang Qiao noticed that he did everything in class except study. He would rummage through his bag, pick at his fingers, and even whisper to Jiang Yanchuan.

She knew that it was already good enough that Wang Xiaohu didn't skip class today, but as a teacher, she couldn't be satisfied with just not skipping class.

Jiang Qiao finally moved when Wang Xiaohu stuck his head under the table.

She walked to the last row and lifted his head up.

"Who is it? How dare you touch your tiger..." brother.

Jiang Qiao smiled at him: "I'm sorry, Brother Tiger, it's me, your Sister Jiang."

Wang Xiaohu hung his head and didn't dare to speak. Actually, he was a little afraid of Jiang Qiao.

"Let me see your workbook."

Hmph, he already finished that a long time ago.

Wang Xiaohu grabbed the notebook from the table and handed it to her.

Jiang Qiao was shocked when she saw the homework, in which she had only answered one question correctly, and fell into deep thought.

She could only roar in her heart: "Aaaaah! I'm so angry! Someone please save me! No wonder people say that teachers age ten years older; it turns out they age because they're so angry!"

But she decided to suffer in silence. A good teacher never relies on force, but on wisdom and patience: "You did a good job."

Wang Xiaohu smiled smugly. "Hmph, now you finally know how powerful I am!"

"Getting one question right counts as getting it right, at least you didn't get a complete failure. Come on, let the kind Teacher Jiang explain it to you."

One times eight equals eight, which is incorrect and will cause problems!

Wang Xiaohu: ...How is that possible?

Jiang Yanchuan, who had been eavesdropping, looked down at his homework. What? He only got one question right. He had just checked the answer with the person next to him, and they were almost identical.

Jiang Yanchuan gave Wang Xiaohu a silent look of contempt.

Jiang Qiao, since she was already there, decided to take a look at Jiang Yanchuan's homework as well: "Jiang Yanchuan, come on, let me see yours too."

Jiang Yanchuan trembled; he didn't want to.

"Here you go! Here, teacher, please take a look." Taking advantage of his inattention, Wang Xiaohu snatched the homework from his hand and eagerly handed it to Jiang Qiao.

What a joke! It's not fair that only he gets scolded!

Jiang Qiao flipped through the notebook: Ah, no wonder they're deskmates! I see.

Jiang Yanchuan secretly glanced at Jiang Qiao, wondering if his sister thought he was being inappropriate.

Jiang Qiao put down her homework, her voice still gentle and soft: "My dear students, come, listen to me explain until you understand."

It seems like a century has passed.

Jiang Qiao gave up. Her mouth was dry and her voice was hoarse: "Alright, it's the teacher's problem. Let me make a study plan first, and we'll continue tomorrow. The teacher has to go teach other students now."

……

Jiang Qiao raised her wrist to check her watch; there were still ten minutes until school ended.

"Class, take a break. You've all been studying all afternoon and you must be tired. I've prepared some candy for you all, and I'll distribute it to you now. Everyone gets some."

The joy was unexpected, and the audience below the stage became lively.

"Good!"

"Teacher Jiang is so kind!"

……

After Jiang Qiao finished handing out the candy, Zhang Li rang the bell to signal the end of get out of class.

The children left one after another.

Jiang Qiao, with her sharp eyes, said, "Wang Xiaohu, stop right there. Come here, your teacher has something to tell you."

Wang Xiaohu reluctantly walked over: "What?"

Jiang Qiao grabbed another handful of candy and gave it to him: "Didn't I promise you last time that I would give you candy if you helped me stop the other children from talking about the Jiang family? Now that you have completed the task, I should give you candy according to the agreement."

After Wang Xiaohu accepted the gift, she said, "Remember to do today's homework, and memorize the multiplication tables. I'll ask you questions tomorrow."

Wang Xiaohu: "...What about Jiang Yanchuan?"

"He also has to memorize it for me. I'll be asking you both questions tomorrow."

Jiang Yanchuan, who was sweeping the floor: ...Tiger, thank you.

After Jiang Yanchuan and his sister finished packing, the three of them went home together.

As soon as I reached the door, I saw Jiang Zhouye standing there in the distance.

With an upright posture, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, he leaned against the poplar tree, exuding a carefree and unrestrained spirit.

A gust of wind blew by, lifting the hem of his shirt, and Jiang Qiao could vaguely see his abs. Wasn't he his younger brother? These days, even younger brothers have developed like this?

Thinking of some indescribable scene, she felt like her nose was about to bleed.

Their eyes met, and his dark eyes seemed to see into her very soul.

In the brief moment their eyes met, all emotions in Jiang Zhouye's eyes were replaced by a smile.

Before they knew it, they had walked up to Jiang Zhouye.

Jiang Yanchuan asked, "Brother, what brings you here to pick us up today?"

Jiang Yuzhu sighed, thinking, "This stupid second brother, can't he see that the two of them were just along for the ride? And he even asked. Be careful, he might get a beating later."

"I didn't come here specifically to pick you up." Jiang Zhouye said, glancing at Jiang Qiao before quickly looking away.

Jiang Yanchuan: ...Hehe, I'm used to it.

Jiang Yuzhu: ...I knew it.

Jiang Qiao: ...He's so obvious, I'm so shy, I hate it!

The four of them remained silent throughout the journey.

For the first time, Jiang Zhouye felt that his younger siblings were an eyesore.

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