But Ms. Cui was still very devoted to her work and was full of pa.s.sion for teaching.

When Li Mei heard that, she just glanced at Ms. Cui with contempt. “It's only a week. You should know your position. Don't hold my students up.”

“I promise I won't!”

Upon hearing that Li Mei was about to be temporarily replaced by Ms. Cui, everyone in Cla.s.s 7 was very happy and even Cla.s.s 1 students cast envious looks at them.

They had been suffering from Li Mei's suppression for a long time and hadn't seen the “suns.h.i.+ne” for too long.

They really wanted to change cla.s.s teachers, but they weren't as lucky as Cla.s.s 7.

Sheng Yang saw Ou Ye and Fang Duo jumping and laughing beside her, and the other students were also elated, turning the cla.s.sroom into a discotheque in an instant.

She couldn't help but look up from her book, holding it and looking at Fang Duo and Ou Ye. “Do you like this Ms. Cui very much?”

“Yeah, Ms. Cui is very nice. Cla.s.s 15 is filled with poor students, but because of her, they've improved rapidly in Chinese.”

“A friend of mine in Cla.s.s 15 said that before meeting Ms. Cui, he felt that he had been abandoned and even his parents didn't care about his grades.”

“To encourage her students, Ms. Cui used her own money to buy gifts for them. Some students skipped cla.s.s to go to Internet bars, and Ms. Cui persuaded them to go back to school one by one.”

“Anyway, she's much better than Li Mei. She truly cares about her students.”

Sheng Yang nodded and said, “She sounds like a good teacher.”

“But it's a pity that she'll only be teaching us for a week. I don't know what the princ.i.p.al's thinking.” Fang Duo poked at her dimple.

Ou Ye scratched his head. “I don't understand what the princ.i.p.al is thinking either.”

Sheng Yang cast them a sidelong glance. “It seems that you really want to keep her.”

“Of course!” Ou Ye and Fang Duo said in unison this time.

Sheng Yang smiled. “I see.”

Fang Duo and Ou Ye didn't know what she meant.

But everyone was immersed in celebration, so they didn't take her words to heart.

A week later, on the last day before Ms. Cui left, Cla.s.s 7 had a Chinese quiz.

Late that day, Li Mei couldn't help but sneer when she saw that Ms. Cui was still busy marking the test papers.

Her nice dream didn't last long. Did she think she could still teach Cla.s.s 7? Why did she bother to mark the test papers so attentively?

Li Mei finished work first and Ms. Cui was still sitting in her seat alone, wearing heavy gla.s.ses of more than 500 degrees and burning the midnight oil.

At this moment, a person suddenly appeared silently at the office door.

With his hand behind his back, the princ.i.p.al stared at the hardworking and dedicated teacher. “Ms. Cui, are you still working?”

The attentive Ms. Cui was taken aback by the princ.i.p.al. She covered her chest and looked at the princ.i.p.al, and after a while, she recovered from her shock and said, “Yes, I'm still marking the test papers.”

“Just go about your business. Don't mind me.”

“Well, OK.” Ms. Cui nodded and continued to mark the test papers.

The princ.i.p.al stared at the test papers. Ms. Cui's one week of teaching Chinese was just a small trial. The princ.i.p.al just wanted an answer.

Li Mei a.s.sumed he didn't care about Sheng Yang's problem with Chinese. But she was wrong. He was very anxious! An epoch-making exam result could appear at their school, right at his fingertips, but…