Start as a top student after transmigrating.

The second class was English, taught by Guo Rong, who had only graduated two years prior. This was her first high school class. She was beautiful, very approachable, and got along well with the students.

Everyone enjoys her classes.

But Chen Dong didn't follow her lead. He found his math workbook from the first semester of his first year of high school, which still had most of the pages left blank, and started working on the problems.

Reviewing past knowledge through numerous practice questions and identifying areas for improvement through practical application.

"It seems we've indeed fallen quite a bit."

Chen Dong was immersed in a sea of ​​questions. Occasionally, when he encountered a difficult problem, he would sigh to himself. Even though he had been a top student, it had been almost ten years since he graduated from high school, and it was difficult to fully store the knowledge.

Fortunately, he has the genes of a top student, and he can recall these knowledge points with a simple review.

In contrast, Liu Yumo was somewhat despondent. He wanted to be lazy and take a nap, but he was about to be lectured by Chen Dong and forced to engage in a dialogue with the book.

Do you know what this feels like?

It's like you don't like him/her, but you have to spend your whole life with him/her, and every moment is torture.

To Liu Yumo, the sound of the school bell was like a stamp on a divorce certificate, signifying that he had finally been released from prison and regained his freedom.

"Brother Mo."

A classmate shook his head at Liu Yumo, making secret signals under his breath.

Liu Yumo's eyes lit up, and he put his hand on Chen Dong's shoulder. "Brother Dong, get out of class is over, it's break time, do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Chen Dong was focused on doing practice problems when Liu Yumo mentioned it, and he realized he really needed to pee, since he hadn't relieved himself since he'd come to school early that morning.

"Let's go."

Put down your pen and close your workbook.

"Okay."

I knew Dong Ge was still the same Dong Ge; he wouldn't miss out on recess activities.

He quickly bent down and pulled out a pair of unopened disposable chopsticks from deep inside the desk. After thinking for a moment, he took another pair, which startled Chen Dong.

"Why are you taking chopsticks to the toilet?"

"Don't be silly, Dong-ge, how could you not know?"

Liu Yumo's smile was somewhat lewd, and Chen Dong felt disgusted.

Taking chopsticks to the toilet, this guy probably doesn't have any special fetishes.

"Brother Dong."

Several other boys in the class joined in, greeting Chen Dong.

Chen Dong nodded and walked out of the classroom.

"Brother Dong, this way."

Just as she stepped out of the classroom and was about to head towards the restroom, Liu Yumo grabbed her arm.

"The toilet isn't here?"

"It's not safe here."

Old Yang would sweep the building at any time, especially during long breaks between classes, as the risk was too high on the same floor. Their territory was on the top floor, which was safer.

Chen Dong was a little confused, but given that Liu Yumo had taken his eating utensils, it was indeed not advisable for anyone to see him.

……

office.

Guo Rong had just returned when she saw Yang Xuesen also coming back with books. She immediately asked curiously, "Teacher Yang, what happened to Chen Dong in your class?"

"What happened to Chen Dong? Did he get into trouble again?"

Yang Xuesen's face darkened almost reflexively, subconsciously thinking that Chen Dong was causing trouble in class again. He knew that old habits die hard.

How long has it been?

His true nature was revealed in just one lesson.

It's unnecessary to believe him.

"He didn't do anything wrong, I'm just curious why he came back to school." Guo Rong shook her head, somewhat curious.

Chen Dong left a very deep impression on her.

It's certainly not a good impression.

I still remember the first time I taught the class, I wanted to teach the students in the last row a lesson by waking them up one by one so they wouldn't fall asleep. But when I patted Chen Dong, he just sniffed his nose and said, "It smells so good," which made the whole class laugh.

It made her blush on the spot.

Is this considered being teased by my own students, given it's my first time being a teacher?

She was both ashamed and angry and wanted to talk to her parents, but Chen Dong didn't care. As it turned out, this was insignificant compared to Chen Dong's numerous "crimes".

Can such a poor student ever return to the classroom?

"This kid seems to have taken the wrong medicine today. I told him to go home, but he kept pestering me from before morning self-study until almost the end of the first period. He even wrote a guarantee, just wanting to come back and study properly."

Yang Xuesen was about to go find Chen Dong when he heard Guo Rong's words and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"That Chen Dong from Class 3? Could he really have that kind of personality?"

Hearing this, Shuai Chaorong, who was teaching physics nearby, suddenly interjected, his words carrying a light laugh. He simply did not believe that Chen Dong, with his fiery temper, could have the patience, let alone study properly.

That brat isn't cut out for this.

"No wonder it surprised me."

Guo Rong walked to her desk, put down her textbook, and smiled at Shuai Chaorong across from her, saying, "Teacher Shuai, don't be prejudiced. In the last class, I saw Chen Dong doing practice questions the whole time. Although I was a little disappointed when I glanced at them and saw they weren't English questions, at least he showed a learning attitude."

"He's doing practice problems?" Shuai Chaorong was even more surprised.

This semester, it's been difficult to even see Chen Dong, let alone see him doing practice problems; it's as rare as a sow climbing a tree.

Zhou Houdong, the Chinese teacher who was preparing his lesson, suddenly spoke up, "I also think Chen Dong has changed a lot today. He actually stood at the door and said 'Report' during the first class. I was stunned for a moment."

Yang Xuesen felt somewhat gratified.

It was rare to see other teachers talking about Chen Dong without expressing disappointment or disdain; there was even a hint of praise.

"I'm afraid it'll just be a passing fad."

Shuai Chaorong still harbored doubts.

Yang Xuesen does not deny this possibility.

He pleaded with the teachers, "Old Shuai is right. When you have class with him later, please keep an eye on him occasionally and see if he can maintain his enthusiasm for learning."

"As for his subjects, let him be as long as it doesn't disrupt the class schedule. After all, with his grades, he can't possibly keep up with our review progress."

"That kid is a ticking time bomb. You never know when he'll explode. 'Paying attention' is an understatement. We need to be vigilant at all times," Shuai Chaorong said with a laugh.

This topic sparked a discussion in the office. Some teachers thought Chen Dong had changed, while others felt that his nature was hard to change and he wouldn't be able to maintain it for long.

Regardless of opinions, it's likely that people will pay attention to this in class, even if it's just out of curiosity, wanting to see how long Chen Dong can hold out.

……

On the top floor of the senior high school building, where there were no students and no one usually came up, Chen Dong and his friends went straight to the toilet.

As soon as Chen Dong stepped inside, he felt as if he had entered a fairyland. The space was filled with mist, and at least a dozen blond-haired men were hiding there, smoking and exhaling smoke.

Everyone also had a pair of chopsticks, holding cigarette butts, making the scene particularly comical.

"Brother Mo is here."

The boys greeted Liu Yumo with a smile, but when they suddenly saw Chen Dong, they stared in astonishment.

"Brother Dong?"

"Holy crap, when did Dong Ge arrive at the school?"

"Hello, Brother Dong."

A group of blond-haired men, just like Liu Yumo had that morning, looked at him as if they had seen a ghost, and then greeted him respectfully.

"You guys either arrived right on time or were just late," Liu Yumo said with a laugh. Of course, if you're late, you won't run into Brother Dong.

"So that's why you brought chopsticks. I thought you had some kind of weird fetish." Chen Dong looked at the blond-haired guys and realized what was going on.

Liu Yumo's face darkened. "There's nothing we can do about it. These teachers are so cunning these days. They even smell our hands to check if we've been smoking. If we hold our hands with chopsticks, the smell is gone."

Chen Dong was speechless.

If you don't have it on your hands, do you not have it on your body?

If someone were outside, they would see them coming out of the toilet, each with a pair of chopsticks in their hand, chatting and laughing. I can't even imagine what that scene would be like.