"You, huh? Alright, I'll have someone arrange for it to be delivered shortly. Girl, you'll wait a bit longer?"
Liu Xiaoli bid farewell to Huang Feisheng and Zhan Yifang and was about to leave.
"Teacher Liu, I'm leaving too," Zhan Yifang quickly said. "Teacher Huang, I'll be entrusting my sister to you."
"What? You're heading back already? Do I scare you that much?"
"No, Teacher Huang, I have other matters. How about I treat you to a meal some other day?"
"You don't sound sincere at all with that. What do you mean 'some other day'? 'Some other day' means never having the chance."
"Hehe, how could that be? My sister is currently studying with you. When she comes back, I'll have her bring you to my place for dinner. Her cooking is quite good."
"Is that so? Then I'll definitely take you up on that some day," Huang Feisheng replied.
"That's absolutely true. Teacher Huang, when she returns, if Xiaoyu does anything wrong, please go easy on scolding her. She's thin-skinned."
Zhan Yifang glanced at Xiaoyu, then at Liu Xiaoli, and said.
"You've apparently beaten and scolded this girl so much that she has psychological trauma and doesn't dare to come find you,"
Liu Xiaoli said with a smile from the side.
"Am I that fierce? Has it been seven or eight years since you graduated?"
Huang Feisheng looked at Zhan Yifang and asked.
"Seven years."
"It's not easy for me to have a student still fear me seven years after graduation.
Back then, you kids were too mischievous, though I might have been a bit excessive.
I don't have such a fiery temper anymore, and besides, hitting or scolding students is no longer permitted.
What you mentioned won't happen again," Huang Feisheng said.
"We know that teachers do it for our own good, but you were truly quite formidable back then."
"It's alright. If this girl is obedient in my class and studies hard, I won't criticize her."
"Thank you, teacher. Are you free this evening? I'd like to invite you and Teacher Liu for a meal."
"Forget it. One shouldn't accept favors from others so readily. Wait until this girl gets into a key university like you, then you can treat us to a proper meal."
"That's a must. At that time, wherever you say we should eat, we'll go."
"I heard the lamb soup from Junyue is quite good. You can try it when she returns."
"No problem. I'll have Xiaoyu bring it to you this afternoon."
"That won't do. Let's wait until the young lady graduates. I can't let a bowl of lamb soup ruin my reputation for a lifetime."
"Girl, don't you do that. It wouldn't look good if Old Huang throws you out," Liu Xiaoli said from the side.
"Old Huang is famous for his good teaching, not just because he teaches well, but also because he doesn't accept invitations for meals.
If you ruin his reputation with a bowl of lamb soup, he'll remember you for life."
"Then it's settled, Teacher Huang. On the day Xiaoyu gets into university, I'll definitely host a whole lamb feast for you at Junyue."
"No problem. You know I always attend the 'Zhuangyuan' feasts. If someone doesn't become our provincial top scorer, I won't participate." Huang Feisheng said.
"Teacher, I, Li Feiyu, will invite you with my grades," Xiaoyu quickly said from the side.
"Good, you have ambition. Then I accept."
"Take her to the classroom. We have to leave now. Call me if anything comes up."
Liu Xiaoli said and then turned to leave with Zhan Yifang.
"Don't forget to have Old Wang arrange for someone to send me the textbooks for the first and second years of high school," Huang Feisheng said.
"I'll have him arrange for someone to send them over right away."
"Teacher Huang, I'll be going back too."
"Go ahead. When you have free time, tutor your sister more on her studies."
"You can rest assured about that, I will supervise her."
After the two walked away, Huang Feisheng took Xiaoyu to Class 2 of the Second Year.
The Experimental High School is highly efficient. After the first-year exams, the classroom doorplates were promptly changed to second-year ones. All students remained the same, and the classrooms were not changed, only the doorplates.
Another change was that the homeroom teachers were not replaced. Every cohort of homeroom teachers followed students from the first year to the third year, which facilitated a better understanding of each student's situation and enabled tailored instruction.
Since Experimental High School selected students through rigorous screening, admitting top students from across the city and province each year, there were very few admissions through connections.
Even if there were an occasional underperforming student, they would be rejected by responsible homeroom teachers.
Otherwise, Liu Xiaoli wouldn't have told Huang Feisheng that Xiaoyu was the first transfer student this year, and perhaps the last.
Experimental High School had a solid reputation for its university admission rates and strict teaching.
Both teachers and students were like tightly wound gyroscopes, fully engaged in their work and studies, lest they fall a step behind others.
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