Start as a top student after transmigrating.

The classroom quickly quieted down.

This phenomenon only occurs in one situation: when the teacher arrives.

The first period in the afternoon is math, taught by Mr. Yang.

He always liked to arrive at the classroom two minutes early. As soon as he stood there, the students dared not be distracted and would obediently prepare their textbooks and get ready for class.

When the bell rings, you can immediately get into the zone, making you more efficient.

He simply placed the textbook and thermos on the lectern, then slowly scanned the class with his hands behind his back, observing that everyone was sitting upright and ready to begin the lesson.

"Um?"

When he saw the last row corner, he was slightly taken aback. Chen Dong's explosive, eye-catching yellow hair was gone, replaced by short, choppy black hair, which made him feel somewhat unfamiliar and uncomfortable.

He then nodded slightly in approval, a satisfied look appearing on his face.

From the feedback he received from his teacher in the morning to the change in his hairstyle, Chen Dong has always kept his word and is indeed making positive changes.

Moreover, not only is he changing, but he is also changing his deskmate.

He had told Liu Yumo about his long, blond hair countless times, but that brat loved his hairstyle so much he just wouldn't cut it. This time, he actually cut it short and choppy and dyed it back to black.

It was a pleasant surprise.

Hopefully, this can continue.

"Ding-a-ling~"

Soon, the class bell rang. Yang Xuesen looked away, picked up his textbook, and prepared to start class. He even skipped the usual procedures of standing up and greeting the teacher, making perfect use of every second of the class.

"Report, report!"

Just as Lao Yang was writing a few formulas on the blackboard and preparing to begin today's review lesson, a voice rang out at the door at an inopportune moment.

Old Yang's face instantly darkened.

The students looked towards the door with sympathy.

Old Yang's classes, especially the first period, are so demanding that even seasoned students dare not be late, let alone arrive on time. This is absolutely intolerable for Old Yang, who strives to make the most of every second of class time.

The classic line, "If one person wastes one minute of my time, and the whole class of 45 people wastes 45 minutes of my time, should we even continue the class?" seems to echo in my ears.

"Holy crap, it's her?"

The students were all curious to see which unlucky student was about to suffer Old Yang's wrath, but when they looked towards the door, they all looked surprised.

It's Ye Wanwan.

The class's top student, who has never been late throughout his high school career, is late today?

His flushed face and slightly out of breath showed that he had just run, yet he still failed to get to the classroom before the bell rang. This was truly unprecedented.

Surprised, many people became expectant, watching the show with amusement, wondering what Old Yang would do when a good student was late.

"Why are you only arriving now? Did something happen?"

The scene of Old Yang getting angry and punishing his student, which I had imagined, did not occur. Instead, he cared for and inquired about his prized student like an elder.

"I...I'm late!"

Ye Wanwan lowered her head and spoke very softly, like a child admitting their mistake.

She was stubborn and honest, so how could she possibly understand the way Lao Yang was trying to save face? As long as she went along with it and talked about what she had encountered, Lao Yang would let it go.

Forget it.

Old Yang didn't beat around the bush and helped her out, saying, "Remember to ask your teacher if you encounter any problems in the future. This is a crucial time, so don't let anything outside of your studies distract you, understand?"

"Mmm," Ye Wanwan responded softly.

"This is a one-time exception. Go back to your seats and get ready for class."

Everyone glanced at Lao Yang, then at Ye Wanwan who had returned to her seat, put down her bag, and taken out her textbook. They all felt a lot of complaints, especially the seasoned veterans.

Is that all?

Old Yang, do you even know what double standards are?

They tormented us in every way, while openly favoring top students.

There's a word I'm unsure whether to use as a curse word or not.

"Damn, Lao Yang is such a hypocrite."

Liu Yumo muttered a complaint under his breath: "Why is the favoritism so obvious? You're so harsh on the underachievers, but you're so lenient on the top students."

"That's a privilege reserved for top students," Chen Dong said dismissively.

This is nothing.

In his original world, he was also a top student. Not only was there no punishment for being late, but even if he openly skipped class, the teacher would only care about the situation, whether he needed help, and when he could come back.

"Students who are bad at studying have no rights."

Liu Yumo feigned indignation, but in reality, he understood the principle: top students have privileges because they earn them through hard work, and if they were not convinced, they should let their grades speak for themselves.

But what can they do when they can't afford it?

Chen Dong ignored him and looked at Ye Wanwan, who was sitting upright in the first row, listening attentively. Logically speaking, such a top student would manage her time well and it was impossible for her to be late.

Unless, like him back then, you have to strive to live in addition to studying.

Will this silly, stubborn girl face the same hardships he did back then?

Chen Dong stared intently at the screen for a while before finally looking away and continuing to work on his problems.

He is very efficient and has already reviewed the knowledge of the third unit. At this rate, he will probably finish reviewing math in five days at most and return to his old level.

Liu Yumo is also studying. Although it is still painful, he is not as hopeless as he was in the morning. It seems that he is slowly adapting to the early symptoms of aversion to studying.

Old Yang arrived at the back row at some point.

He was also very curious about Chen Dong and Liu Yumo's attitude towards learning, especially Chen Dong, whether he was just pretending or really studying hard by doing practice problems.

When Lao Yang saw Liu Yumo, he frowned and looked at him with disdain.

He was indeed studying diligently and not just going through the motions; he even did some practice problems. However, he managed to find several mistakes on just one page of the workbook, which just goes to show that a poor student is a poor student.

Let's look at Chen Dong again.

"what?"

He was secretly surprised and suspicious. He noticed that the answers to each question in the math workbook were neatly written, and what surprised him most was that the answers all seemed to be correct.

Is that right?

He only caught a glimpse of it and didn't see it clearly. When he tried to look closer, Chen Dong turned the page.

Could it be that this kid can not only study hard, but also excel at studying?

He had questions and wanted to take a look.

But it's class time now, never mind, I'll talk about it after class.

As class ended, just as he was about to go find Chen Dong, a student stopped him and said, "Teacher Yang, how do I do this problem? I'm stuck on the second step and I can't figure out how to solve it."

He was one of the top students in the class, and whenever he encountered a difficult problem, he would take advantage of the break time to ask the teacher.

Old Yang stopped in his tracks.

Ye Wanwan then took out a stack of books from her schoolbag and found Chen Dong.

"These are for you~"

She was still so timid, placing the book on Chen Dong's desk but lowering her head, not daring to look at him.

"What is it?"

Chen Dong stopped writing and asked curiously.

"My high school study notes, all my math and science notes, and some study tips for Chinese and English, you might find them useful," Ye Wanwan said.

"The whole high school curriculum? Even the first year of high school?" Chen Dong asked curiously, picking up a book and flipping through it.

"Mm." Ye Wanwan nodded.

and many more.

Chen Dong suddenly remembered something, stopped flipping through the book, and looked up at the stubborn, silly girl in front of him. "You didn't go home specifically to get it at noon, did you?"

"Mm." Ye Wanwan nodded again.

"So, you were late because of me?"

He suddenly realized something, and pointed at himself with a mixture of laughter and tears.