Chapter 111: Has the Troublemaker of Class 12 Turned Over a New Leaf?
When Jin Jiejiao and Gu Ci returned to the classroom, Class 12 was brimming with high spirits, each student practically beaming with pride.
“Hahaha, did you notice how dark the faces of those parents were just now?”
“I’ve made up my mind—I’m going to start studying seriously from now on! By the next monthly exam, I’ll slap my report card right in their faces!”
“That’s right!”
“But... can we really do it...?”
The faint, hesitant voice caused the crowd to fall into a brief silence.
With just over two weeks left until the monthly exam, none of them truly knew whether they could improve their grades so quickly.
Xiao Yang feigned indifference and said, “So what if we can’t? At worst, we’ll start our own school and bring Jingjing over as the principal!”
His words reignited the lively atmosphere.
“Don’t lose heart! Let’s charge forward! If they say Class 12 is no good, we’ll ace the exam and prove them wrong!”
Gu Ci nodded. “That’s a solid flag. Now it’s time to start on the exercises.”
Jin Jiejiao smiled wryly, hiding the deep worry behind her eyes.
She knew her students well. They weren’t lacking in intelligence; they just didn’t want to focus on studying.
If given enough time, she was confident they could catch up. But with only two short weeks...
Well, it was a gamble.
Regardless, as long as her students wanted to learn, she would give everything she had to help them improve.
At that moment, Jin Jiejiao spoke up. “Gu Ci, upload those two recordings to Weibo first. Clear up the misunderstanding before it harms your reputation.”
Gu Ci hesitated. “No rush. We can post it after this is resolved.”
Jin Jiejiao frowned. “But if we wait—”
Before she could finish, Gu Ci interrupted, “Teacher, it’s settled.”
Jin Jiejiao was about to argue, but the class bell rang unexpectedly.
That wasn’t her class, so she had to leave.
Meanwhile, during the English teacher’s lesson, Class 12 quietly discussed things in the class group chat.
It was then they realized they had never added Gu Ci to the group.
In fact, no one even had Gu Ci’s QQ contact.
So Wen Zixin, Gu Ci’s deskmate, gently tapped her shoulder.
“Ci, let’s add QQ so I can pull you into the group.”
“I’ll download QQ first.”
Wen Zixin could hardly believe someone still hadn’t installed QQ these days.
Gu Ci took out her phone and, under Wen Zixin’s incredulous gaze, installed QQ and registered a new account.
Wen Zixin stared silently at the account that only had a moon symbol for a moment before adding Gu Ci to the group.
At the same time, Xiao Yang, acting as their representative, posted on Weibo.
[Xiao Yang: I’m Xiao Yang from Class 12, Songdu No. 1 High School. Here’s what I’m saying—by the next monthly exam, 60% of our class will rank in the top 100 school-wide. If we don’t, our entire class will drop out! But if we do, you all better shut your mouths about our homeroom teacher being a deputy director or whatever nonsense!]
At that moment, every member of Class 12 logged on to Weibo, silently liking Xiao Yang’s post and adding comments.
After all this, they all breathed a collective sigh of relief.
It made no sense for Gu Ci to exclude herself just to help Jin Jiejiao fend off the trolls on Weibo.
Meanwhile, those truly responsible for dragging Jin Jiejiao into these rumors were hiding comfortably in the background.
Moreover, although Class 12 always appeared united outwardly, internally it was divided into two factions—one led by Xiao Yang and Huo Shuyue, and the other by Lu Youming and Yan Moyu.
But since Gu Ci joined, the two groups had begun to merge gradually under her influence.
Just like this time.
In the past, if Xiao Yang posted on Weibo, only his faction would like and comment, while Lu Youming’s group would do the same on his posts.
Now, the entire class was united.
Soon after, the students simultaneously put their phones inside their desks and earnestly focused on the problems the teacher was explaining.
Though they joked about building their own school if they failed, no one wanted to lose this silent battle without a fight.
After all, they had made a promise—and they owed it to themselves to try.
The next class was physics.
When the physics teacher entered, he noticed the usually noisy class was unusually quiet.
He didn’t think much of it.
Usually, when Xiao Yang was asleep in class, the room was this quiet.
What puzzled him was why Xiao Yang was still in the classroom now instead of ditching class as usual.
Curious, he glanced over.
To his surprise, Xiao Yang wasn’t sleeping or playing on his phone, nor had he disappeared.
Instead, he was holding a notebook, seemingly paying close attention to the lecture.
The thought itself felt unreal to the physics teacher.
Unable to resist, he walked over to check if the notebook was really a textbook.
It was.
Even more unbelievable, as he returned to the podium, he saw every student with a textbook in hand, attentively listening.
Had the notorious troublemakers of Class 12 suddenly changed?
The physics teacher floated through the class in a daze, still feeling like he was dreaming when the bell rang.
Next came English.
When the English teacher entered humming a folk song from home, he found the entire Class 12 silent and bent over their desks, diligently working through exercises.
He paused, rubbed his eyes, stepped out to check the class group chat, and then reentered, puzzled.
After the whole lesson, the English teacher was convinced he had seen a ghost.
The final period of the afternoon was originally supposed to be Chinese, but Jin Jiejiao and the Chinese teacher had swapped classes, so Jin Jiejiao taught it instead.
From the moment she entered, she felt the students’ energy was completely different.
Seeing their earnest faces, hungry for knowledge, Jin Jiejiao’s enthusiasm for teaching deepened.
When she reached the example question, she had planned to call on Gu Ci to answer.
But her gaze landed on Wen Zixin, who looked eager and ready, as if silently urging her to call on her.
Unable to resist, Jin Jiejiao called Wen Zixin up to answer instead.