Chapter Six: The End of the Period

  Now Fang Zixuan is indeed an ordinary student, she was never a genius character, her IQ is not low, but it's absolutely not high, just a normal person's standard, being able to read books well is completely due to her unusual perseverance and diligence, she has a single-minded personality, once she focuses on something, she will do it wholeheartedly until the end.

  Her life was dull and tasteless, no matter what stage she was in, she never had any hobbies or interests, nor could anyone or anything arouse her intense interest. If you must say, then reading and working were probably her only interests. Apart from necessary rest, she devoted herself to work like a robot without reservation.

  Now that she is a student, she will certainly do her duty as a student, attending classes and doing homework every day, getting up at 6:00 in the morning and going to bed at 10:00 in the evening, alone and without friends, just like being programmed, except for reading books and doing exercises, even people in their 70s and 80s live more wonderfully than her.

  "Did Fang Xuan cheat?" Math teacher Wang looked at the ranking statistics in disbelief, and the little girl who was always at the end of the class was suddenly able to enter the top 50 of the grade, it was too unbelievable.

  Fang Zixuan was already a celebrity in school, the Fang family was renowned in Province S, and Miss Fang was also a topic of discussion among people. Especially since she had an excellent older cousin, her unconventional behavior might not have been interfered with, but everyone secretly compared the two.

  Actually, Fang Zixuan has an older cousin named Fang Ziqian who also attends the same school and is a renowned talented woman. Not only does she excel in her studies, but she is also proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, making her even more outstanding than Fang Ziying. She is a true aristocratic lady, and with these two cousins shining brightly ahead of her, Fang Zixuan seems dull by comparison.

  During this period, Fang Zi Xuan changed a lot. She did extremely well in several small exams and her teachers and classmates all took notice, secretly astonished, but they didn't spread the news far and wide. The teacher from the neighboring class, Wang Laoshi, naturally didn't know the inside story.

  Being shouted at by Teacher Wang, Fang Zixuan's head teacher felt a bit embarrassed. It was he who had invigilated several exams during the previous semester's finals for Fang Zixuan's class, and suspected her of cheating - wasn't that equivalent to suspecting him of being lenient?

  It's no wonder others suspect her, Fang Xueyan indeed has a record, in the past there were many students who reported that she forced her classmates to let her copy their papers, sometimes even using a small knife, if they didn't lend it to her, it was very likely that after school, she would lead a group of thugs to surround and intimidate them.

  These things are all well-known, but for this powerful and wealthy young lady, everyone dares not to speak out. The teacher did not dare to take any measures, and in the end, it was just let go, he also could not guarantee that she really did not cheat this time.

  "There's no evidence, so let's not make random guesses. It's unfair to the students." The head of the department slightly furrowed his brow and stopped the teachers' discussion.

  There are several young teachers who can't sit still, and their dissatisfaction naturally reveals itself on their faces. What they dislike the most is Fang Zixuan, a spoiled rich kid like him, and those sycophantic school leaders.

  "I believe Fang Zixuan didn't cheat." The speaker was Song Laoshi, the head of the Chinese language teaching and research group at No. 1 Middle School, as well as Fang Zixuan's homeroom teacher. He was a man of great integrity, strict but fair, and very responsible. Previously, he had not given in to pressure from school leaders and had given Fang Zixuan a hard time on several occasions. Fang Zixuan had even threatened to get someone to deal with him. Now that he was speaking up for her, everyone's eyes were on them. "Lately, Fang Zixuan has been working much harder than before. It's rare for her to turn over a new leaf like this, and she deserves the good grades she got."

  "Teacher Song, her composition this time seems to be a mess." Teacher Wang said with a smile, everyone knows that except for the composition which can't be copied from others, all other test questions are likely to be cheated.

  Mr. Song nodded, "Compared to the past, it's a bit of progress, the article is smooth and has layers, there are no typos, but it lacks real emotions, just like an empty shell, too fake."

  The final exam was a narrative essay, which emphasized touching people's emotions. Fang Zixuan could write legal documents that were sharp and to the point, but she couldn't write moving texts, and the whole article was very stiff.

  Looking at these young teachers exchanging meaningful smiles, Teacher Song said seriously, "Don't be biased, her past doesn't represent her future."

  "Yes, yes, yes," the head of the department hastily echoed, "for us teachers, the most important thing is our moral integrity. You are still too young and should learn from Teacher Song."

  Fang Zixuan naturally did not know about the undercurrents in the teacher's office, and she already had a rough idea of how well she did on the exam. She was not concerned about her final score or ranking.

  As the final exam approached, summer vacation was coming. According to tradition, as soon as summer vacation arrived, she and her brother would go to live in the Fang family's old mansion for half a month, and then go to their grandfather's house for another half a month. Zhang Yun had always tried to let her siblings get the love of both grandfathers through this way, but she and her brother Fang Zipeng were two good-for-nothing kids with great potential to be spoiled, plus her unreliable father, so the two grandfathers were not fond of them.

  Every time it's a holiday, it means going to the old house. In previous years, both sisters and brothers were sulky and unwilling, but this time Fang Zixuan was very obedient, not a word of refutation, which made Zhang Yun feel very unaccustomed.

  "Look at your sister, she's so obedient. Don't give me that unwilling look, after all, he's your grandfather. Be good and make him happy, there will be benefits later." Zhang Yun, on the other hand, was unusually calm, putting down her beloved mahjong tiles to go home and have dinner with her two children. Meanwhile, Fang Jianlin was still nowhere to be found, and in the several months since his rebirth, Fang Zixuan had only seen him briefly twice.

  "She's been hit by a car and has become stupid, I don't want to be like her." Fang Zikong was just a ten-year-old kid, but his temper was huge. At the slightest disagreement, he slammed the bowl on the ground, stood with his hands on his hips, and shouted at Zhang Yun, completely showing off his tyrannical personality.

  "Ah, you child..." Zhang Yun sighed, but didn't get angry. She and her husband had never gotten along, although their two children were not easy to manage either. She wasn't close to them, but after all, they were her own flesh and blood. No matter how out of line they acted, she couldn't bear to scold them half a sentence. Instead, she instructed Ying Jie to bring out another bowl of rice and went forward to persuade her son in a gentle tone.

  "I won't go! I won't go!" Fang Zipeng was completely unrepentant, and instead rolled around on the ground, throwing a tantrum.