Quick Transmigration: Pangu is Actually My Brother

Chapter 699 Campus Life (3)



Chapter 699 Campus Life (3)

The principal was overjoyed to hear about the large donation, accompanied by the arrival of professionals.

Although the money won't reach them, the school can see the tangible benefits.

Moreover, they don't need to handle the approval procedures; they prepare everything directly, so there's no fear of delays in the construction period.

After the meal, Aunt Hong quickly came over and tidied up the things.

Where are you going now?

"Go back to the classroom for a nap."

Why aren't you going back to your dorm?

"I'm not staying overnight; I'm going home tonight."

"Oh, okay? Then I'll go back with you."

When Wangyou arrived at the classroom, she was surprised to find that several classrooms already had students working on test papers or doing homework.

Sleeping face down is definitely not an option; she should go home for a nap tomorrow!

She can just take some time to do her homework now.

It's a pity that I looked around the cafeteria today but didn't see the person she wanted to see.

Perhaps she had a strange dream and wasn't actually here.

No, let's wait and see.

After quickly finishing her homework, Wangyou felt a bit bored. Bored, she plugged in her earphones, listened to music, and checked the stock market.

Wangyou hasn't decided which path she wants to take yet, because individually, she could take any path; it just depends on whether she's willing to.

The classroom filled up with more and more people, some studying, others sleeping on their desks.

At 2 o'clock sharp, class will begin.

Wangyou saw students starting their afternoon classes with drowsy eyes. Looking around, half of their brains were drowsy, and some were even sleeping on their desks.

For example, there was a boy in the fifth row who never looked up from the beginning. The math teacher called him at least three or four times, but he would always lie down and sleep as if nothing had happened after a minute. After a few times, the teacher stopped paying attention.

Wangyou almost laughed. When she was in school in Haishi, she attended a prestigious school. She had seen students sleeping in class before, but she had never seen anyone like this before.

The students here have some respect for their teachers, but it doesn't seem like there are many.

But can't we all be quiet in class? When the teacher is explaining a problem, those who know the answer are yelling at the top of their lungs, while those who don't probably don't even hear what the teacher is saying.

The teacher above also found it strange. Although teachers need feedback from students during class, you are teaching the whole class, not just one or two students. Most students haven't even figured out the previous step, but the teacher has already written out the next steps based on what they've learned.

Isn't this just blatantly telling students to copy the answers? Looking around, it's true; at least half the students are hurriedly copying the answers, and they probably didn't hear a thing about what was being said.

Before long, Wangyou understood why. It was because the teacher would finish explaining one problem, wait for the students to copy it, erase it, and then move on to the next problem. He would glance at the time and realize that a very simple math problem had taken twenty minutes to explain.

Wangyou thought for a moment. Twenty minutes was all it took to explain one problem, and it wasn't even that difficult. Logically, everyone should have understood it. But because of the jeers and showing off of a few students, those twenty minutes were essentially wasted.

But thinking about it, it's understandable. Apart from elite schools, teachers in other public schools generally favor top students. But the favoritism here is too obvious. What, are other students not good enough?

The next class is Chinese. The Chinese teacher is a very gentle woman. It seems there are quite a few female teachers in Class 9.

During Chinese class, I had the misfortune of witnessing a classroom full of students sleeping.

Although this female teacher explained things in great detail, going through each sentence and word of a classical Chinese text, she rarely connected the past and present, making the lessons quite boring.

No wonder that apart from a few show-offs and students who loved to listen to lectures, most of them were drowsy.

The last period was a self-study period, during which students began to do the homework assigned by their teachers in the morning.

Wangyou flipped through the brand-new workbook, then propped her chin up and filled in the answers. As for the process of answering the questions, Wangyou wrote a few words symbolically, but not in great detail.

"Yun Wangyou, may I ask you a question?" Li Yuan asked, glancing at Wangyou.

"can."

"This is the question."

Wangyou glanced at it; it was a question from her physics homework. Since she was bored anyway, she explained the question to Li Yuan.

"Did you understand?"

"I understood, you're amazing."

"Thank you." Wangyou swallowed the words that the question was very simple; she decided not to discourage others.

During a self-study period, Wangyou finished her math, physics, chemistry, and four English workbooks. As for Chinese, she'll do it next time; there are too many words, and it will take too much time.

As for the courses in politics, history, and geography, since students have already been divided into arts and science classes in the first year of high school, these subjects are not strictly enforced; students just need to attend classes and take exams.

During extracurricular activities, everyone had fifty minutes to start cleaning. It turned out that Monday was the day for a thorough cleaning.

Wangyou walked into the corridor and stared blankly at the scenery downstairs.

"Wangyou, how about we go downstairs for a walk and get some exercise?"

"Okay." Wangyou thought about it and agreed, and in the process, she got to know a few more girls.

"Wangyou, where did you go to school before?"

"In Haishi."

"Then how did you end up here?"

"Because of a dream, and also for peace and quiet, I want to find a place to stay for a few years."

Do you play table tennis?

"No, you guys do it, I'll just watch."

There were many people on the playground, so Wangyou simply watched the people.

To be honest, Wangyou's face is too outstanding. Even though everyone is wearing the same school uniform, she can still attract everyone's attention.

But this didn't bother her, because no one came up to greet her. However, their lowered heads revealed their unease. Why? Because she was too beautiful, and with that aloof air, she seemed unapproachable.

After searching around but not finding anyone, Wangyou became somewhat irritated.

"Li Yuan, Zhao Hui, Lin Yan, can you help me find this person? If you find him, I'll give you 100,000 each. If possible, I'll give you half of the deposit now."

"This is too much, we can't accept it, but are you really sure this person is here?"

“He’s definitely here. You don’t need to look for him specifically. Just keep an eye out for him on the road. I’ll definitely pay you as I said. Consider it hiring you to help me find him.”

"But this is too much. We're all classmates, there's no need to spend so much." Li Yuan and the others had never seen anyone throw money at people before.

"Oh, is that not possible? Then I'll find someone else!" Wangyou was a little confused. In her world, anything that could be solved with money was not a problem; what couldn't be solved with money was troublesome.

"Just looking for someone, of course I can." Li Yuan grabbed Wangyou's arm. She could tell that the young lady had come out to experience life.

Do you have a mobile phone or bank card?

"I don't have a phone, but I'll come and get your bank card tomorrow," Li Yuan agreed.


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