Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The homeroom teacher was in a roller coaster of emotions. She was initially at the highest point before she plunged; her body was crushed and bones were shattered.
She never saw it coming⦠The best student in the grade was Fu Ting?
Baffled for a few seconds, the students then turned their eyes to Fu Ting, still in disbelief.
Were they crazy, or had the world gone crazy?
Su Luoshui was the first to recover. She held Fu Tingâs little face and rubbed it like a gratified old mother. âMy little kidâs so smart, knowing how to help me save the money of buying a school.â
Xu Tingtingâs pupils contracted. âHowâs this possible? How could Fu Ting be the top student in our grade? Teacher Zhu, have you made a mistake? Isnât Huihui the first in our grade?â
Fu Huihuiâs face was so ugly, it was as though she had eaten sh*t. Her elegance and generosity was shattered on the floor. Hopeless, she then asked, âDidnât our homeroom teacher say Fu Ting was completely wrong in her calculations? How could she be the first?â
âYes, youâve asked a crucial question.â Teacher Zhu took out Fu Tingâs exam papers. He pointed at her papers; he looked as if he was learning from a god. âIâve been teaching for more than ten years, and this is my first time seeing such an advanced way to solve the problem. This has never existed in our teaching syllabus before. With my own naked eyes, they certainly look wrong, but the answers are correct. So, I immediately went to the principal and contacted a few Math Olympiad professors in Jing City to study this the entire night. Finally, we concluded that Student Fu Tingâs IQ is outstanding, and sheâs innovated a new way of thinking of the analysis of Olympics Mathematics.â
The homeroom teacherâs face immediately turned pale, just like a white wall painted by powder paint. No wonder she could not understand Fu Tingâs way of solving the problem⦠She thought that Fu Ting was an idiot who was scribbling randomly on her papers.
Sheâthe homeroom teacherâwas the actual fool!
The principal talked to Fu Ting kindly and gently, âStudent Fu Ting, do you have more different solutions for any math problems? Is it convenient to share them with our school? Just name your price and Iâll have it done.â
As she stood up, Su Luoshui propped her hands against the table surface and smiled, her face angled to the side. âPrincipal, had you come a little later, my little kid wouldâve been driven away by the homeroom teacher. Are you going to do something?â
âWhatâs going on?â The principal turned his head, and his kind face immediately turned as cold as frost. His eyes were like sharp blades as he glared at the homeroom teacher.
âMisunderstanding! Itâs all a misunderstanding!â The homeroom teacherâs legs nearly gave out. As regret overwhelmed her heart, she forced out a smile. âI didnât know Student Fu Ting happened to be a clever student. This childâs very funny. Why didnât she say sheâs not a fool earlier?â
âAbsurd!â The principal angrily scolded, âYour job as a teacher is to teach and educate students. How can you criticize the students? Is a fool unworthy of coming to school?â
âIâm not saying thatâ¦â murmured the homeroom teacher dispiritedly. She almost vomited a mouthful of blood.
If she had known Fu Ting was so stellar that even the principal flattered her, she would have consecrated her!
She came before Fu Ting tactfully and whispered humbly under her breath, âIâm sorry, Student Fu Ting. Iâm wrong. I almost wronged you. Allow me to apologize to you.â
Fu Ting looked into the homeroom teacherâs eyes. âYou should apologize to my dad.â
The homeroom teacher refuted subconsciously, âI know that I have to apologize since I misunderstood you, but why should I apologize to a good-for-nothing who only knows how to hand in blank exam papers and be involved in gang fights? Donât he deserve it?â
âDo you deserve it, then?â Fu Tingâs eyes were gentle like a serene gem, and her voice sounded calm. âMy dad has bad grades, and itâs wrong for him to be involved in gang fights, but youâre a teacher who should treat her students equally. Are you qualified to look down on him?â
âIâm just educating him,â argued the homeroom teacher with a raised voice. âWhat have I done wrong?â
âYour way of education is calling your student a good-for-nothing and using the most vicious words to attack your student.â Fu Tingâs face became whiter than usual as she was angry. Her face looked cold, but she looked lovely as ever. âThe poorer students are humans as well, who also have their own ideas. Whatâs the big deal even if their grades are bad? Who stipulates that students with bad grades are good-for-nothings? Do you know how many successful people out there didnât even study high school? What do grades mean?â
âDo you know that school violence isnât only caused by students? Teachers are the major driving force as well. Have you ever thought about what your belittlement brings to the teenagers in their puberty?â
The homeroom teacher was totally stunned and could not stand properly due to her panic.
Fu Ting softly added, âHeâll be looked down upon by other students, and people will look at him differently. Some people like him will become inferior and drop out of school. Some others will go and join gang fights to not be bullied. This is the only way to protect themselves against harm.â
Fu Pei lifted his eyes in a daze.
The young girlâs petite body was standing in front of him. She was so soft that his one finger could crush her to death.
At this moment, however, she was protecting him.
His bullet-proof hardened heart seemed to have holes jabbed onto them by a person.
The sun came in, and his heart was warm and burning.
Fu Peiâs Adamâs Apple bobbed. Why was this Little Fool so kind?