Chapter 90: The You at My Table

  As time passed slowly, every time Song Jie finished a test paper, the female teacher next to her would directly take it away with a red pen for correction.

  Principal Li kept glancing over there, but Zhao's father didn't move a muscle, leisurely sipping his tea, very confident in his granddaughter.

  Two hours had passed, and Song Jie's answer sheet was almost at the end. This was still her intentionally slowing down, as being too sharp wasn't a good thing, although skipping grades was already somewhat showing off.

  Song Jie finished the test paper, and the female teacher immediately marked it out, without even leaving her time to check it. However, this was not a formal exam, and the score didn't matter much.

  Intentionally or unintentionally, Song Jie always got one or two questions wrong on the test paper, and in the end, each of her subjects was over 90 points.

  Principal Li took the test paper, carefully browsed it, nodded constantly, and his facial expression was as warm as spring breeze. Song Jie's questions were all minor mistakes, he had reason to believe that if Song Jie checked carefully, she would definitely get a full score.

  "Not bad, answered very well, it can be seen that the foundation is very solid. Alright, Song Jie can skip a grade, from now on she will be in Teacher Tang's class. Teacher Tang, take Song Jie to your class and also get her textbooks."

  "Alright, Song Jie, come with me." said the female teacher who was grading her papers beside her.

  It wasn't until then that Song Jie slowly realized that this was actually her future class teacher, and she had come to see how she did on the exam.

  Said goodbye to my grandfather and he happened to get up and bid farewell. Today's goal has been achieved, and it's not good to stay any longer.

  Then Song Jie followed Teacher Tang to the classroom of Grade Four Class One, the door was tightly closed, and the deafening noise could be heard inside, it seemed that there was no teacher in charge, Song Jie secretly despised.

  The door was opened from the outside, and the students inside were silent as if they had been caught off guard. Those who were reading books continued to read, those who were writing continued to write, all of them looked like good kids.

  Teacher Tang also knew the principle of "it's better to let things go than to block them". On the first day of class, everyone hadn't recovered from the holidays yet, and it wasn't good to be too strict. She just turned a blind eye and didn't say anything.

  Leading Song Jie onto the stage, his classmates only then discovered that behind Teacher Tang was a short, small radish head, could it be a relative of the teacher's family? They all began to speculate, and from below, whispers of soft conversation started to spread.

  "Bang bang!" Teacher Tang hit the desk a few times with his ruler. He shouted loudly: "Classmates, quiet down."

  The students below suddenly didn't dare make a sound, and all looked up at the podium in unison.

  "Alright classmates. A new semester has begun, I'd like to introduce a new classmate, she is Song Jie, Song Jie, say hello to everyone."

  Song Jie stepped forward and said: "Hello everyone, I'm Song Jie. From now on, we'll be classmates, please take care of me." She bowed slightly after finishing speaking.

  Mr. Tang led the applause, and the students below followed suit, but only a few students clapped with spiritless force. It was as if it were doomsday.

  "Song Jie, find a seat and sit down, any empty seat is fine. Go ahead. Alright, classmates, start your self-study, I'll be right back." Teacher Tang was very satisfied with her students and had become more lenient.

  Song Jie stood on the podium, looking down at her small backpack, and suddenly saw a few familiar faces. Weren't those the students who "robbed" her the other day? It's really a narrow road to enemies. Song Jie felt that her future academic career would be very interesting.

  Those students didn't dare to look at Song Jie, they all lowered their heads. Afraid that if Song Jie saw them, she would report them, only the little fatty was still looking around. With a confused face.

  It's you! Song Jie secretly made up her mind.

  She walked down from the stage and slowly made her way to a window-side row, where she asked a chubby boy with a silly expression: "Classmate, may I sit inside?"

  Xiao Pangzi was taken aback and didn't react at all, feeling empty-headed as if he had been stunned into stupidity.

  What a fun little chubby, Song Jie pursed her lips and pulled the little chubby forward, she walked in along the back and sat down at a window seat.

  Although it's not the third row, which is a bit regrettable, the fourth row is also great. The midday sunshine is so good, and I can sunbathe again, what bliss!

  Mr. Tang didn't say anything, there were still seats in the first row, Song Jie didn't sit down, it seemed she was unwilling to sit in the first row, let her sit with Zhang Yang, it's not bad, maybe it can even help Zhang Yang's studies.

  The tall and elder one had a desperate look on his face, thinking "It's all over, this little devil is sitting next to Zhang Yang, he must be trying to turn my younger brother against me", he felt like the sun and moon had lost their light, and was afraid that even food would not taste good from now on.

  Song Jie had no idea that the people behind her were muttering about her in their hearts and even gave her a nickname.

  The little fatty next to him finally recognized that Song Jie was the girl from that day, and for some reason, Song Jie always gave him a wrong impression of being their class teacher, making him involuntarily not dare to be presumptuous. In just a moment, he changed from leaning on his seat to sitting up straight.

  Song Jie tidied up her backpack, turned sideways and gave the little fatty a once-over with a gaze as sharp as a red laser beam. The little fatty seemed to stiffen for a moment, his ears turning bright red.

  Am I that scary? Song Jie thought to herself, carefully examining her outfit - a pink jacket, khaki pants, and white sneakers. No way, she's quite cute!

  "What's your name?" Song Jie asked as she leaned in close to Little Fatty.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, seeing Xiao Pangzi's body tremble, he unwillingly turned his head and said: "My name is Zhang Yang." Then he fell silent.

  Song Jie didn't mind either: "My name is Song Jie, from now on we'll be desk mates, I'll take care of you."

  The little fatty dared to turn his head and take a closer look at Song Jie, seeing that Song Jie was not very big in stature, but had an aura of majesty and grandeur. He couldn't help but nod his head in approval. When he came back to his senses and thought about what he had just done, he really wanted to slap himself, how did he get bewitched like this?

  If the boss finds out that he betrayed him, I don't know if he will beat himself up... Just thinking about it makes him feel terrified.

  Song Jie saw his expression and knew what he was thinking, so she opened her mouth and said: "Afraid of your elder brother? Don't be afraid, I'm here. You forgot that your elder brother can't compare to me."

  "Does she know what I'm thinking?" Little fatty was stunned, but what she said wasn't wrong either. Should I give it a try? He hesitated to say.

  "How about a lollipop every day?" Song Jie stretched out an index finger and waved it in front of Xiao Pangzi's eyes.

  Zhang Yang nodded vigorously as soon as he heard it, and was bought off just like that... I don't know if his old man will vomit blood...

  Lovely and pitiful Zhang Yang, who would have thought that the things of little fox Song Jie are easy to take? Don't get cheated all around later on.

  In Class 1 of Grade 2, Zhang Yao had already discovered that Song Jie was not there. "Could she have asked for leave? And never come back again?" As soon as this thought flashed through Zhang Yao's mind, a thread of joy emerged, only to be suppressed immediately.

  It's not necessarily Song Jie just asking for a day off, and she'll be back tomorrow, at that time still got to bear the pressure on her own head, Zhang Yao is still somewhat depressed.

  Teacher Wang walked into the classroom and said some encouraging words, then added a sentence: "From now on, Song Jie will no longer be in our class." After that, he changed the subject.

  Zhang Yao's heart was racing violently, Song Jie left? Not coming back? It was truly a huge piece of good news, she was so excited that her face turned red, which made her deskmate look at her several times.

  Zhang Yao's mood was filled with joy, the pressure of the past disappeared without a trace, as if the air itself was sweet.

  As soon as the bell rang, classmates all got up from their seats and chatted with familiar friends about interesting things that happened during the holidays. Those who had TVs at home also talked about the plots of popular TV dramas, creating a noisy scene.

  Zhou Muya was quite depressed, Song Jie had told her that if she didn't come back, it must be because she had skipped a grade successfully. Unexpectedly, she really didn't come back, Zhou Muya had always hoped that Song Jie would stay behind, at this age, how could she think about what to do for the good of her friends, she only knew that her good friend was far away from her and she was unhappy.

  Originally Zhou Muya had good relationships, after class there was a big circle of people surrounding her, usually Zhou Muya and Song Jie were the closest, so everyone naturally asked where Song Jie went.

  Zhou Muya had no choice but to reply: "Song Jie skipped two grades and went straight to fourth grade."

  Zhang Yao's ears only caught one sentence: "Jumping straight to the fourth grade... went to the fourth grade..." which kept echoing in her ears, making her eyes turn black.

  She suddenly plucked up the courage and stood up, pushing through the crowd, and loudly asked Zhou Muya: "What did you say? Song Jie skipped a grade?"

  Zhou Muya, who was originally quite depressed, suddenly became spirited. She knew that Zhang Yao didn't get along with Song Jie, "Yes, Song Jie skipped a grade and went to the fourth grade." The tone was drawn out, and the proud and arrogant tone looked like it owed someone money.

  At this time, Zhou Muya felt that Song Jie skipping a grade was also a good thing, at least she could see Zhang Yao being humbled.

  Zhang Yao couldn't be bothered to respond to her anymore, her mind was a complete blank, and she sat down in her seat like a wandering soul. At this moment, Zhang Yao had a feeling that she might never catch up with Song Jie again...

  The second bell rang, and Zhou Muya couldn't sit still anymore. She directly took three steps in two strides to the second floor, walking to the fourth-grade classroom.

  She had no idea where Song Jie was and could only search one by one, unexpectedly finding her sitting by the window with a glance.

  She happily rushed to knock on Song Jie's window, shouting her name at the same time. Song Jie saw that it was Zhou Muya and got up to open the window for her.

  "Song Jie, Song Jie, I'm telling you... " Seeing the little fatty next to Song Jie's seat, she suddenly choked up. How could she possibly forget this face?