Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!-Chapter 460: Cannon Fodder Stepsister Doesn’t Want to Die (17)

Chapter 460: Cannon Fodder Stepsister Doesn’t Want to Die (17)

He felt that all the excitement of his life had been used up today.

Jiang Lai looked at the flowers in his arms, leaned in to sniff them, and then gently sneezed.

"The gases, sounds, and images all affect my studies. I don’t like flowers."

"Then what do you like?"

"I like more practical things, things that won’t wither in a short time."

Shen Weizhou silently repeated this sentence, then nodded and casually tossed the flowers into the nearby trash bin.

"Things that won’t wither in a short time..."

As he spoke, he opened Baidu and searched for the question "What gifts don’t wither in a short time."

The first pop-up on the webpage was an ad for Tiffany.

"A diamond is forever, a legacy of eternal love. Tiffany’s new pendant, summer new release hotly available for pre-order."

Shen Weizhou suddenly realized.

"Oh, so that’s it. If I’d known she liked this, it would’ve been much easier."

Jiang Lai didn’t care what Shen Weizhou was muttering behind her. She had to go talk to her homeroom teacher.

"Teacher, have the results of the monthly exam come out yet?"

In the office, all the Chinese teachers looked up. The homeroom teacher of the art class frowned when he saw it was Jiang Lai, glanced at the score rankings in his hand, and then looked at her again.

"Jiang Lai, you’re here just in time. I have something to tell you."

Jiang Lai stepped forward, and the homeroom teacher handed her the score sheet.

"Take a look, your last exam was very, very good. You completely exceeded all our teachers’ expectations."

Art students only need to take Language, Math, and English, but that’s enough to show the gap, after all, these subjects are given the most importance in the Arts and Sciences classes.

So when Jiang Lai’s name appeared in the top fifty in the single-subject rankings, the teachers started doubting their eyes.

"Jiang Lai, with such results, we can trust you, right?"

Jiang Lai put down the ranking sheet and looked at the homeroom teacher.

"You can totally check the surveillance footage from the exam room that day. I noticed there was a camera directly opposite me."

The school’s facilities are of excellent quality. Although there are teachers invigilating, there are also a dozen seasoned teachers in the surveillance room monitoring students’ every move. Cheating here is harder than self-study.

"Oh right, what brings you here? Go ahead."

"Teacher, you’ve seen my results. I wanted to inform you that I plan to apply to enter the Science class."

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All the teachers in the office simultaneously looked up.

Coincidentally, it was the Arts Festival, and the teachers had no classes, so all were relaxing. Upon hearing Jiang Lai’s bold application, everyone turned their attention to her.

The homeroom teacher’s mouth twitched slightly.

"Jiang Lai, switching between Arts and Sciences might be relatively easy, but as an art student, you’ve fallen behind in so many subjects. If you switch, the study pressure might be unbearable for you."

Furthermore, to ensure the school’s graduation rate, even though the first principle is to follow the student’s wishes, we cannot just let Jiang Lai do as she pleases.

"Teacher, you may not be aware of my family situation. My mother is sick and needs a lot of money for treatment. My father’s business has also encountered difficulties, and my family can no longer support my pursuit in the arts. That’s why I worked hard to quickly bridge the gap with other students. The monthly exam results are proof. I want to choose the Science stream to secure more job opportunities for myself."

The teacher initially thought Jiang Lai would speak some grand reasoning like "striving for advancement" or "wanting to turn over a new leaf," but unexpectedly, her reasoning was so simple and sincere that this seasoned teacher was left without words to refute.

She was about to speak but stopped, looking at Jiang Lai’s sincere eyes, unable to say a word.

It’s common to switch to the arts from the Arts and Sciences classes midway, but Jiang Lai is the first to transfer out of the arts in so many years.

The grade director also came and tested Jiang Lai once he knew her determination.

"We are doing this for your sake. If your ability is really sufficient, of course, we won’t influence your thoughts. But if you’re not up to standard and unable to keep up after entering the Science class, then we need to discuss this matter with you at length."

The teachers at this noble school greatly respect students’ ideas.

Jiang Lai kept insisting, so they gave her a chance to prove herself.

The test paper was a set compiled by the teachers themselves. It’s not too difficult, and as long as Jiang Lai could reach the lower threshold, it’s enough.

After the test results came out, many curious teachers were watching when grading the papers.

"Wow, Jiang Lai must have grown up in a bilingual family; her English is really good."

"Her math is excellent! Clearly studied with effort; with this level, she will easily fit into an ordinary Science class!"

"Her language skills are outstanding. Just her essay could be posted as a model article. It’s a pity to keep her in the art class."

After the comprehensive test results came out, Jiang Lai’s level was fully adequate for the mid-tier Science class. Based on her score level, she was immediately accepted by the homeroom teacher of the Science Class 3.

Jiang Zhen Sheng didn’t say much when he heard about this. After all, he was powerless about what course Jiang Lai chose to take now.

Mao Fang’s illness requires stabilization, absorbing a large amount of money daily.

Having spent half a lifetime as husband and wife, with sentiments from childhood, Jiang Zhen Sheng certainly wouldn’t be stingy with the money for her treatment.

But now both of his companies are facing not small crises. He knows there are people working against him behind the scenes but has been unable to catch them. He can only watch helplessly as his company situation worsens daily, struggling to maintain stability in front of Mao Fang.

After the Arts Festival ended, Jiang Lai just went straight back to the classroom to pack her backpack.

Everyone in the art class heard about Jiang Lai transferring to the Science class, watching her pack with complicated feelings.

"Jiang Lai, you performed so well in the Arts Festival. Why give it all up to switch to the Science class?"

"Yes, yes. I also heard Professor Hu from S University specifically sought you out. As long as your cultural subject scores aren’t bad, you can definitely advance at S University."

Many couldn’t understand.

If it were because of poor grades and she had to idle away in the arts class, that would be one thing. But Jiang Lai indeed has real talent and could go far on this path. By doing so, she’s undoubtedly closing one door in her life and smashing another with a hammer herself.

As she packed her backpack, Jiang Lai calmly said,

"I won’t give up music, but I surely can’t consider it as a lifelong career. I have other dreams now—I want to become a doctor."