Rich in the 70s: I Made a Rugged Veteran a Millionaire-Chapter 20: Assigned Homework

"Come in."

Jiang Cheng pushed the door open and entered to find three people inside.

Teacher Lü, Principal Wang, and a young man with a square face whom she didn’t recognize.

Teacher Lü, who didn’t look well, seemed to relax a bit upon seeing Jiang Cheng.

"Right on time, let’s have our lesson here."

"Alright, teacher."

After greeting Principal Wang, Jiang Cheng sat opposite Teacher Lü, calm and focused, ready for the lesson.

The young man with the square face kept casting an unconvinced look.

"Speak out and you can get out."

Teacher Lü’s single sentence made the young man swallow his words, sitting there in stifled silence.

Principal Wang wanted to smooth things over but was too intimidated by a look from Teacher Lü to speak up.

After hearing about Jiang Cheng yesterday, he had been very curious and somewhat expectant.

Teacher Lü had always hoped to nurture a talented translator to contribute to the country’s current difficult situation.

But could Jiang Cheng really do it?

He had never seen a student smarter than Zhao Chengde.

Principal Wang glanced at Zhao Chengde, who was sitting uneasily, his emotions written all over his face.

Putting aside linguistic talent, compared to Jiang Cheng, Zhao Chengde’s temperament was really lacking.

The class began.

Principal Wang found himself getting sleepy.

Who teaches a class just by reading the text?

Then again, it seemed to include pronunciation techniques and phonetic methods.

But wasn’t the pace too fast?

Could reading through so quickly be effective?

Or had Teacher Lü’s teaching skills regressed?

From 5:10 to 6:50, Teacher Lü finally stopped.

"Jiang Cheng, page thirty-seven of the book."

Jiang Cheng immediately understood, her moment to shine had arrived!!

She stood up with a start, jolting the drowsy Principal Wang awake.

"No fighting!"

"###&&&&####..."

Jiang Cheng started speaking in Russian with standard and fluent pronunciation.

A fleeting smile appeared on Teacher Lü’s face, this unspoken understanding was indeed pleasing.

Placing the textbook on the desk, Teacher Lü said, with an air of confidence, "Pick any page yourself, whatever you pick, Jiang Cheng can do it."

"Oh—by the way, this is only her second Russian class, she couldn’t say a word before."

Reclining in his chair, Teacher Lü felt as refreshingly satisfied as eating a cold watermelon on a hot summer day.

He somewhat understood why Jiang Cheng felt the need to boast.

Jiang Cheng, the model student, sped up and finished the contents of page thirty-seven.

She feigned a look at her wrist.

"Still six minutes left."

"Jiang Cheng, there’s no watch on your wrist."

Jiang Cheng turned her head, facing the big boss of night school with friendliness.

"Principal Wang, time is in my heart."

Principal Wang: "...."

"Page forty-three."

Zhao Chengde clenched the book, staring intently, while Jiang Cheng started without wasting a second.

All correct!

Again, all correct!

"Page twenty-three."

"Sorry, it’s time for me to go to class."

Jiang Cheng picked up her bag and bent to thank Teacher Lü.

"Teacher Lü, I’ll come again tomorrow."

"Still a bit lacking, even Principal Wang fell asleep listening to it."

"The teacher is right, I’ll keep working hard."

Principal Wang: "Teacher Lü, I’m right here."

"So what?"

With a single counter-question from Teacher Lü, Principal Wang chuckled, "I’m just here for presence."

Jiang Cheng chuckled inwardly and went back to class just in time.

In the office, Principal Wang asked anxiously:

"Teacher Lü, could it be that Jiang Cheng had memorized it in advance?"

Teacher Lü didn’t answer but asked back, "What good would that do her? Can I only teach one book? Can she predict every book I’ll teach in advance?"

Principal Wang at a loss for words realized his point.

Teacher Lü turned around and looked at Zhao Chengde, who didn’t want to believe it.

"The bell has rung."

Zhao Chengde came to his senses and went back to class silently, while Jiang Cheng was in class two.

Principal Wang worriedly asked:

"Is there nothing wrong, right? He’s a good seed after all."

"He lacks determination; it’s his blessing to let Jiang Cheng sharpen him."

Principal Wang was surprised, was Jiang Cheng’s status so high in Teacher Lü’s heart?

*

In Remedial Class Two, during math class.

Jiang Cheng, sitting next to the teacher, was asking the simplest question—linear equations in one unknown.

The math teacher Yu, who wasn’t very old and was in a promising stage of his career, patiently answered Jiang Cheng’s question.

The classmates who were discouraged by Jiang Cheng yesterday regained their confidence seeing Jiang Cheng ask such simple questions.

It seemed to confirm that Jiang Cheng hadn’t graduated elementary school.

He Dan was so happy she was almost going crazy.

Also happy was Sun Jiandong, who had a bet with Jiang Cheng.

Russian was only one subject, there were many others, and the ranking counted total scores.

Sun Jiandong could already picture himself winning.

While he was lost in his imagination, Jiang Cheng kept raising her hand to ask questions.

Each question was harder than the last, her progress was visible, taking large strides.

When the math class ended, Jiang Cheng handed a few sheets filled with problems to Teacher Yu.

"Teacher Yu, my basics are weak, but I don’t want to drag the collective down, nor do I want our night school to lose face, so could you help solve these problems?"

Teacher Yu naturally agreed, taking the three sheets of paper as he left the classroom, stopping at the office door.

"Did I just get assigned homework?

It must be my imagination.

An hour later, the geography teacher teaching Class Two brought back four sheets of paper.

The two teachers looked at the sheets of paper, torn from the same notebook.

"Did Jiang Cheng give these to you?"

"Did you get some too?"

The two shared a conversation, and the geography teacher frowned: "Why do you only have three sheets!"

Teacher Yu: Is that the point??

But regardless, encountering such a diligent student, they, as teachers, couldn’t slack off.

Jiang Cheng’s mischievous move of assigning homework to teachers stunned them, but to the classmates, it meant something else entirely.

To them, it seemed Jiang Cheng had too many things she didn’t know, which prompted her to ask so many questions.

Jiang Cheng didn’t explain at all.

You just wait, someday your sister will soar to the top!

When class ended, the eager Jiang Cheng was the first to sprint out of the classroom, even leaving Zhao Chengde who came looking for her empty-handed.

Jiang Cheng left the classroom and headed home with Grandma Shen and the other two.

"Here."

Jiang Cheng, who was telling a science story to Shen Xing, turned her head with a bright smile and accepted the vegetarian corn pancake handed to her by Grandma Shen.

"Delicious!"

Jiang Cheng casually shared it with the two little ones.

Shen Xing refused, knowing that if he ate it, Sister Jiang Cheng would have less.

"Are you looking down on me?"

Jiang Cheng exaggeratedly acted, and Shen Xing sighed with a tired heart, could you be any more fake?

"I don’t look down on sister! I love sister the most!"

Shen Yue declared firmly.

Shen Xing felt even more exhausted.

The four of them happily walked all the way home.

When Jiang Cheng got home, she enjoyed a bowl of millet porridge Grandma Shen had made just for her, while Shen Xing and Shen Yue each got two spoonfuls from Jiang Cheng.

After taking a sip of millet porridge, Shen Xing dashed back to his room and returned holding three fabric coupons.

"Sister Jiang Cheng, these are for you."

"Fabric coupons? Did your brother write back to you?"

Shen Xing nodded, his little adult face finally showing a generous smile of a boss.

"Just received it today, Sister Jiang Cheng, take it to make clothes."

"Yes, Sister Jiang Cheng looks good in anything!"

Jiang Cheng took the fabric coupons without hesitation, bowed her head, and said nothing.

Shen Xing wondered: Was she moved? Could Sister Jiang Cheng even be moved?

"Xing Xing, do you consider doing handcraft work?"