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Chapter 14
Not only did her mother suspect her grades were off, but even her classmates were suspicious. A few of her close friends joked, "Chu Qing, did you cheat too much? Getting all the way to second place is pushing it. Be careful, the homeroom teacher might come after you."

"I didn't cheat. These are my real grades," Chu Qing rolled her eyes at them.

One tall, skinny boy sneered, "Come on, Chu Qing. We've been in class together for three years. We know your usual scores. When the teacher calls you in, just confess. It'll be better than having your parents called."

Just as he finished speaking, the homeroom teacher entered, and the classroom fell silent. The teacher scanned the room, her gaze landing on Chu Qing. "Come with me," she said, then turned and left.

"Here we go..." The instigators immediately lowered their voices.

Qi Weichen frowned, looking directly at her. "I'll go with you."

"It's fine, I can go by myself," Chu Qing winked at him and left the classroom.

The homeroom teacher was waiting outside and led her straight to the office. It was break time, so all the teachers were gathered in the office. A teacher visiting from another office saw Chu Qing and teased the homeroom teacher, "Oh, here's your second-place student. The little girl looks quite innocent, but her cheating skills must be pretty good."

Chu Qing took a closer look and laughed. It was Director Duan. She hadn't realized he was already at Chengde High School in 2019. She hadn't noticed before.

"You're still laughing," the homeroom teacher frowned.

Chu Qing coughed and put on a serious face. "Teacher, I know what you want to say, and I don't blame you. Put yourself in my shoes – a student who was at the bottom of the class three months ago suddenly jumps to second place after winter break. If I were you, I wouldn't believe it either."

"Good that you understand," the homeroom teacher's expression softened a bit, seeing her reasonable attitude.

But Chu Qing grinned again, "But this is the power of miracles... well, not exactly miracles. Mainly it's because I have a high IQ. I can learn in three months what others can't learn in three years."

"That's some thick skin you've got," interjected the future Director Duan, currently just a visiting teacher.

Chu Qing glanced at him sideways and continued talking to her homeroom teacher. "Don't dismiss me right away. Let's let the facts speak for themselves. How about this – you can give me any test, and I'll do it. Let you witness the power of three months."

"Alright, you said it. If you can't do it, don't blame me for calling your parents," the homeroom teacher, seeing her confidence, naturally didn't argue. She pulled out a mock exam from a thick stack of papers on the desk and handed it to her.

Chu Qing immediately sat down and started working on the problems. The homeroom teacher watched closely, surprised to see her only miss two out of the first ten multiple-choice questions.

As Chu Qing worked, she chattered away, "English is really not my strong suit. If only you taught math or something, at least those can be crammed quickly. Subjects like Chinese and English need time to develop a feel for the language. When I have kids in the future, I'll definitely cultivate their language sense from a young age. Then when they grow up, they can win first place in debate competitions for extra points on their applications..."

"You can't even learn well yourself, and you're thinking about your kids learning?" Director Duan couldn't help but interject again.

Chu Qing clicked her tongue, "You may be a teacher, but you don't teach me. Why do you keep needling me? You keep implying I cheated, but where's your evidence? You're a grown adult, don't you have any sense of responsibility for your words?"

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