Chapter 186: Chapter 186: Qiqi Checks the Results, Song Manor’s Warmth
Charles Jordan lost his balance, slipped, and hit the door frame directly.
He looked at the two people speaking with a grievance, "Can you consider the victim’s feelings?"
"Is it so hard to be a decent person?"
"Tsk, Charles, you’d better keep an eye on Mr. Quinn next time," Mason Quinn teased, "or you might get even more hurt."
Charles laughed dryly, "Thank you for your advice."
He assured himself this kind of thing would never happen again.
"Let Zeke Turner take a look at you."
The man’s gaze finally moved away from the girl, speaking in a low voice.
He hadn’t expected that Claire Green’s actions would not only hit someone but also hit them hard.
...
Since the last time Olivia Song came to make a fuss, Grace Carter would come over periodically to give advice, leaving everyone in Class 6 mentally and physically exhausted.
"Only Claire can endure this," Sebastian Winn lamented, "otherwise, with Little Carter behaving like this, most people would be worn out before even competing."
"It’s because our Claire has too many glorious deeds."
John Sinclair lay sprawled on the desk, fingers idly pulling Isabella Xyler’s hair, speaking lazily.
Feeling the sting on her scalp, Isabella glared with her almond-shaped eyes, "Do you believe I’ll shave your head bald?"
As soon as she finished speaking.
John’s hand quickly withdrew in a flash, and he looked at the girl with a broad grin, "Bella wouldn’t have the heart to."
"Don’t be so sure."
Sebastian Winn, sitting nearby, watched the two banter, feeling just like he was getting a free meal of dog food.
How many times has it been now? Can you not see there’s a third wheel here?
"Claire, what did Little Carter say again?"
As soon as he saw the girl return, Sebastian immediately dashed before her, grinning as he asked.
Claire Green lightly lifted her eyelids, curled her lips, with a mysterious smile hinting at a chill.
"Interested?"
Sebastian nodded, but after meeting her gaze, quickly shook his head, giving a couple of awkward laughs, "No, I’m just concerned."
She merely went to the office, why does Claire seem in a bad mood now?
The girl glanced lightly, took out a stack of test papers from her drawer, and stood at the podium.
Her cool eyes swept the room and she spoke lightly, "I’ve taught you for so long, let me see where you all stand now."
She had already seen the regular quizzes and monthly test results, the types of questions were no problem for class 6 now, and couldn’t truly show the group’s gaps.
Hearing this, everyone conscientiously went to get a test paper, comparing it to their initial wails, they were now used to it.
The old Class 6 was like scattered sand, openly and secretly enduring many scorns, but ever since Claire took over, they realized that "useless" could also become a model in teachers’ eyes.
After picking up the papers, without needing Claire Green to speak, everyone autonomously began doing the questions.
Watching the scene unfold, Claire’s eyes flashed with a hint of gratification.
She hated trouble, but these people were an unexpected surprise.
...
Watching the girl grading the papers, everyone in Class 6 held their breath nervously.
If they weren’t mistaken, today’s test was entirely written by Claire, so the difficulty was indeed higher than what they usually faced.
Finishing the last paper, the girl’s evenly proportioned fingers slid over the test sheet, then she looked up to see all the anxious and expectant faces before her.
She couldn’t help but chuckle quietly.
"Not bad," she smiled faintly, "according to the current grades, there’s no problem in making another leap before the college entrance exam."
No sooner had she finished speaking than the room erupted.
Everyone sighed in relief and couldn’t help but cheer.
This was the first time Claire had given such a high evaluation; another leap meant they were getting closer to her level.
However.
They hadn’t celebrated for two seconds before seeing Grace Carter leading a number of teachers suddenly entering the classroom.
The cheering stopped abruptly.
Everyone in Class 6 was puzzled, looking at the girl.
"Claire, what’s going on?"
Before Claire Green could respond, Grace Carter stepped onto the podium and smiled gently at everyone, "Because Claire Green is about to participate in the Math Olympiad, in the upcoming time, the teaching will be handled by the teachers and me."
Quiet for a second.
John Sinclair was the first to speak, "One question, will Claire be able to teach us after she returns?"
"Right, you’re not trying to take over Class 6 while she’s gone, are you?"
"I don’t agree, Claire going to compete won’t stop our self-study."
Grace wasn’t upset by their words, instead, she showed a face full of approval.
She explained with a smile, "Rest assured, since it was initially my proposal for Claire to teach Class 6, us teachers won’t interfere, this time is also Claire’s decision."
"That’s right, and Claire has also informed us of the upcoming study direction."
Everyone’s eyes immediately turned to the girl for confirmation.
Seeing the girl nod, their emotions finally calmed down.
"Since it’s Claire’s proposal, I have no objections."
"Claire, don’t worry, compete well, and we’ll work hard on our studies."
Aiming to keep up with your pace.
Seeing them almost wanting to swear upon it, the girl’s beautiful eyes glinted with a hint of a smile, "Little Carter, they’re in your hands."
"Just focus on the competition, remember what I said, endure if you can, this time it’s live-streamed."
"I’ll try," she replied nonchalantly with three words.
Watching her leave the classroom, Grace Carter shook her head amusedly; after all, given her temper, even constant reminders might not keep her in check.
...
"Mom, the show I starred in is broadcasting the day after tomorrow, don’t forget to promote it for me."
In the living room, Olivia Song wrapped the woman’s arm, speaking with a slight pout.
Sammie Ziegler dotingly tapped her forehead, "Don’t worry, your father arranged for it himself, tomorrow your advertisements will be all over every city."
Olivia didn’t expect such a big surprise, last time it was just Bayne City, and now it’s every city.
Seeing through her excitement at a glance, Sammie Ziegler smiled indulgently, "Happy now? Sometimes you should still communicate more with your dad, weren’t you always clinging to him before?"
"But I’m grown up now, how could I still cling to Dad." Olivia lowered her head, a bit embarrassed.
"Haha," a hearty laugh came from the door, "grown-up or not, you’re still my daughter, what’s wrong with that?"
This period, he had been on edge every day, afraid that person would expose him, but ever since that night, it was as if the person vanished into thin air, no movements whatsoever.
Originally in a bad mood, after hearing Olivia’s words, his mood gradually calmed down.
"Dad, thank you."
Seeing the man, Olivia leaned over, hugging his arm, smiling sweetly.
Knowing what she meant, Dane Song’s smile didn’t fade, "If you really want to thank me, then do well in this Math Olympiad."
Upon hearing that.
Olivia’s eyes dimmed slightly, "Dad, aren’t you worried that mentioning this now will put pressure on me?"
"Pressure creates motivation."
"I know, I’ll definitely not embarrass you."
Dane Song satisfactorily patted her hand, "Now that’s what my daughter should be like."