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Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!-Chapter 450: Cannon Fodder Stepsister Doesn’t Want to Die (7)
"Is it that obvious?"
"If you go into the class and randomly grab someone to ask, they’ll tell you. You used to sleep through class every day, but now you’re staring at Jiang Lai all the time. You’re practically burning a hole in the back of her head! What do you think, isn’t it obvious?"
"Brother Zhou, is this for real?"
Shen Weizhou himself couldn’t make sense of it.
"I think I’m captivated by her looks. Jiang Lai is just too damn attractive."
"That’s true, indeed."
Tang Song felt Shen Weizhou’s discontented gaze and replied calmly.
"Jiang Lai was always pretty, otherwise, would you have stuck to your bet to chase her? Why are you only now captivated by her looks?"
"She’s different now."
Shen Weizhou took a drag on his cigarette, mumbling.
"She’s different. I’m just shameless; I can’t help but want to look at her."
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To lighten her family’s burden, Jiang Lai found a job as a tutor.
Being a student from the best high school in Z City, it wasn’t hard for her to find a job as a tutor for elementary or middle school students.
Jiang Lai found a family that owns a supermarket, with twin sons who were as mischievous as monkeys and had poor grades. She tutored both of them, and the parents paid her one hundred yuan per hour — one hour a day from Monday to Friday, and four hours each on Saturday and Sunday.
Within a week, the two boys who were even more mischievous than monkeys would rush to report in as soon as they heard Teacher Jiang Lai had arrived, even if they were sitting on the toilet.
The parents were amazed by this scene and repeatedly confirmed that their sons weren’t forced before their attitude towards Jiang Lai changed.
"The money spent is worth it, even if their grades don’t improve, I don’t mind."
Jiang Lai accepted the money they gave her and assured them.
"I’m a teacher; grades are the only standard to measure my capability. Just wait for this week’s quiz, if their math scores are below ninety, I’ll refund the full amount."
"Um..."
The parents looked at each other, hesitating before finally saying.
"Let’s make it sixty instead, sixty will do. It’s hard for you to earn some pocket money."
But Jiang Lai smiled and looked at the two monkey-like kids in front of her, speaking in an amicable tone.
"Ninety, remember?"
The two boys huddled together and shouted loudly.
"Got it! Rest assured, Teacher, we’ll definitely complete the task!"
Parents: "..."
At night, the English tutor also arrived.
As Jiang Ci pushed open the door, he saw the twins sitting obediently at their desks, diligently working on their math homework with their pens.
He was puzzled and turned to ask the parents.
"Did the other teacher come by today?"
"Yes, just left. She’s a girl from your school and barely a week here, but she’s trained my two boys into humans from monkeys. Enough of that, let me get you some fruit. Their English is in your hands."
Today’s teaching process was incredibly smooth. Jiang Ci looked at the brothers’ last quiz in English with scores of 105 and 101 respectively, a big improvement.
"Great, keep it up. If there are any unclear math topics, I’ve got a bit of time."
"No need, Teacher Jiang has already taught us."
With that, Jiang Ci noticed the leftover calculation paper on the table, with high school physics problems. The parents mentioned that this new tutor was from the same school as him, so he figured this paper must be left by the other tutor.
Jiang Ci glanced at it; the handwriting was clean and precise, and the thought process was clear and concise. The mechanics problem itself wasn’t difficult for him, but the method was something he hadn’t considered at all.
Seems like this student is from the science class, and their grades must be quite good.
"Our teacher is really something; she even left us with a quote. Teacher, do you want to see it?"
Jiang Ci looked over, just as the brothers proudly opened their math book to the first page and handed it to Jiang Ci.
"Greatness in life is not about knowing, but about doing."
The pen strokes were sharp, the handwriting clean.
Jiang Ci subconsciously recited it several times.
He looked at the brothers.
"Do you understand this quote?"
"Teacher said it’s okay if we don’t understand it now, we’ll understand it when we grow up."
They kept calling her "teacher," their faces full of admiration and excitement as if discussing an idol, which made Jiang Ci somewhat curious about who this classmate from his building really was.
After the evening tutoring session, the parents handed him the payment.
"You kids nowadays are so mature, not only doing well in your studies but also helping out with family responsibilities. The girl that visited today has the same surname as you... aye, she’s also a pitiful child, having faced quite an ordeal — her mom with a terminal illness, dad faced bankruptcy, aye..."
Because of that quote, the problem, and those words, Jiang Ci subconsciously listened a bit more.
Upon hearing they had the same last name, Jiang Ci silently noted it down.
There weren’t many girls with the same surname in the science class as him.
On his way back, just as he arrived at the entrance of his rented complex, Jiang Ci saw a figure crouching by the stairwell, idly propping her chin up and looking around.
Upon recognizing who it was, Jiang Ci frowned.
"How did you find this place?"
"Oh... my dad told me."
Jiang Lai stood up, but crouching for so long made her legs numb, and she had to steady herself against the wall.
"Here, for you."
Jiang Lai took out a thick stack of notebooks from her backpack.
"That notebook of yours, I accidentally damaged it and you didn’t want it anymore, so I bought an identical one and copied all the notes in it for you."
Jiang Ci looked at the stack of notebooks handed over, his eyebrows never relaxing.
"What do you mean?"
"No particular meaning, my mom said we’re family, she doesn’t want us to be at odds."
Jiang Ci’s eyes were cold.
He knew about Mao Fang’s illness, as he was aware of everything happening around Jiang Zhen Sheng.
Pancreatic cancer seemed fitting as her deserved fate, Jiang Ci felt no sorrow. Never did he expect Jiang Lai would proactively extend an olive branch because of this.
Perhaps she was worried no one would protect her after Mao Fang’s death.
Indeed cunning and deceitful, just as detestable as her mother.
Jiang Ci didn’t even glance at the notebook Jiang Lai was holding, and coldly left a sentence.
"Never come to my place again. If you do, don’t blame me for being unfriendly."
The young man was bristling, like a lone wolf surviving in the snowy mountains, not allowing anyone near his territory.
Upon returning home and locking the door, Jiang Ci sat on the sofa with a tense face, recalling all the past events, his eyes dimming.
To die from cancer was undoubtedly the best end for Mao Fang.
As for Jiang Lai, he wouldn’t forgive her easily either.
——
Little Buding had never seen Jiang Lai so humble, feeling suffocated.
"Jiang Ci is ignorant; let’s put this task aside for now."
But Jiang Lai was indifferent.
"It’s fine. His notes helped me a lot, I didn’t copy them for nothing."
That was the top-ranked physics notebook in the year group; let alone copying just once, if she could memorize everything in it, even copying three or four times wouldn’t be a problem.
Fortunately, Jiang Lai had a good memory, managing to remember everything after just one round of copying.







