RBCT Chapter 45 Shen Qingyue, you're really hopeless!
Chapter 45 Shen Qingyue, you're really hopeless!
The two walked into the campus.
As Xue Hao led the way, he whispered, "Our homeroom teacher's surname is Wang. She teaches English and is quite strict..."
If she asks later, just say my aunt had something come up and can't make it. Don't let it slip.
"Understood," Chen Mo replied.
"And...that..." Xue Hao hesitated, unable to finish his sentence.
"What's wrong?" Chen Mo asked, looking at him.
"Well... my grades aren't very good, and I did something wrong. If the teacher says anything later, please... please bear with me." Xue Hao scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed.
"Yes, it's nothing."
Chen Mo laughed and said, "I'm just here to go through the motions; I won't cause you any trouble."
"Thank you, Uncle Chen!" Xue Hao said gratefully.
Chen Mo: "..."
Class 3 of Grade 11 is on the third floor. When Chen Mo arrived, there were already many parents sitting in the classroom.
He followed Xue Hao inside and sat down in an empty seat by the window.
Xue Hao quietly pointed towards the podium and whispered, "That's our homeroom teacher, Teacher Wang."
Chen Mo looked in the direction he was pointing.
A female teacher in her thirties stood by the podium, with short curly hair, wearing glasses, and a serious expression, organizing the materials in her hands.
But she dresses quite fashionably.
She perfectly matches my image of an English teacher.
The parents' meeting started promptly at 2:30.
Teacher Wang walked up to the podium, cleared her throat, and said, "Hello, parents. I am Wang Jing, the homeroom teacher of Class 3, Grade 11, and also the English teacher."
Thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend today's parent-teacher meeting...
The opening remarks were quite standard, introducing the overall situation of the class, the learning progress, the midterm exam arrangements, and so on.
Chen Mo sat back down in the classroom and surprisingly listened very attentively.
Although he wasn't a real parent, since he was there, he should act like one.
Teacher Wang spoke for an hour and concluded by saying, "...That concludes the overall situation of the class."
Next, I'd like to ask a few parents to stay behind so we can speak privately about their children's progress.
She read out several names, including Xue Hao.
Chen Mo felt a pang of anxiety, but maintained a calm demeanor on the surface.
After the other parents left one by one, only five or six parents remained in the classroom.
Teacher Wang stepped down from the podium, walked up to Chen Mo, looked him over a few times, and asked with a puzzled look, "Are you Xue Hao's parent?"
"Yes, I am his aunt's husband."
Chen Mo stood up and said politely, "His aunt had something come up today and couldn't make it, so I'm here in her place."
"Uncle-in-law?"
Teacher Wang frowned and asked, "Where are Xue Hao's parents?"
"They both work in other cities, and his aunt usually takes care of him," Chen Mo replied, following his prepared statement.
Teacher Wang nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and picked up a workbook from the podium, turning to one of the pages.
"Mr. Xue Hao, I would like to discuss Xue Hao's academic progress with you."
Teacher Wang's expression turned serious, and she said, "Especially English."
"it is good."
Chen Mo maintained his smile and said, "Teacher Wang, please speak, I'm listening."
"Xue Hao isn't stupid, he just doesn't work hard."
Teacher Wang sighed and said, "The other subjects are okay, I can barely pass, but English... it's a complete mess."
She opened her workbook and pointed to a translation question.
"Take a look at this first."
Chen Mo leaned closer to take a look. The title was "You Go, I Go," and below it was Xue Hao's translation: "Yours, lead the way."
"..."
Chen Mo was speechless for a moment.
Teacher Wang turned to another page: "And this one, 'love is over,' he translated it for me as 'Brother, it's time.'"
"..."
Chen Mo almost couldn't hold back his laughter, so he quickly pursed his lips and forced himself not to laugh.
Seeing him trying to suppress his laughter, Teacher Wang became even angrier.
"You're still laughing? What's so funny? This is a matter of attitude towards learning!"
"I'm sorry, Teacher Wang, I wasn't laughing."
Chen Mo quickly straightened up and said, "I'm just... a little surprised."
"Accident?"
Teacher Wang pushed up his glasses and said unhappily, "The most unexpected thing is yet to come!"
She flipped through a few more pages and read aloud: "'How are you?' translates to 'Why is it you?' 'How old are you?' translates to 'Why is it always you?'"
Chen Mo was really losing his composure this time, and the corner of his mouth twitched a few times involuntarily.
Looking at him with exasperation, Teacher Wang said, "Look at this! What kind of translation is this? Is this the level a high school sophomore should have? It's worse than a middle school student!"
"Yes, yes, you're right, Teacher Wang."
Chen Mo nodded repeatedly, agreeing, "This child is really outrageous. I'll give him a good talking to when we get back."
"Talking isn't enough; we have to take action!"
Teacher Wang closed the homework book, looked at Chen Mo seriously, and said, "Xue Hao's parent, I know you are not a direct relative, but since you are here, I have to tell you the truth."
Xue Hao's English grades are already dragging down the class average; if he doesn't catch up, he'll definitely suffer in the college entrance exam.
"I understand, I understand."
Chen Mo said sincerely, "I will definitely talk to his aunt when I get back and ask her to keep a close eye on him."
"Um."
Teacher Wang took out a piece of paper from the folder and said, "This is the English tutoring plan I made for Xue Hao. Please take it back and let his aunt supervise its implementation."
Memorize 20 words every day, do one reading comprehension exercise, and write one essay every week…
Chen Mo took the schedule, which was filled with requirements.
"Also, I'll have him stay after school every day so I can give him half an hour of extra lessons."
Teacher Wang continued, "You can't let this continue."
"Okay, okay, I'll definitely cooperate," Chen Mo replied repeatedly.
Seeing that the mature and handsome Chen Mo was cooperating so well, Teacher Wang's expression softened slightly, and she said, "Then let's leave it at that. I hope the parents will take this seriously, and let's work together to improve the child's grades."
"Definitely, thank you, Teacher Wang." Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief.
As Chen Mo stepped out of the office, he breathed a long sigh of relief.
He walked to the flower bed below the teaching building, where Xue Hao was waiting anxiously.
"Uncle Chen, Teacher Wang...didn't make things difficult for you, did he?" Xue Hao asked cautiously.
Chen Mo looked at him and couldn't help but say, "What do you think? Your English homework has really opened my eyes."
Xue Hao blushed and lowered his head: "I...I just don't know how..."
"You're not incapable, I think you're doing it on purpose."
Chen Mo handed him the tutoring plan and said, "This is a tutoring plan that your teacher, Mr. Wang, has made for you. Start implementing it today."
Xue Hao took the schedule and glanced at it, then his face fell. "Huh? Memorize 20 words every day? And I have to take extra classes too?"
"Otherwise what?"
Chen Mo raised an eyebrow and asked, "What score do you want to get on the college entrance exam in English?"
Xue Hao fell silent.
Seeing his dejected look, Chen Mo casually said, "Xue Hao, studying is your own responsibility. The laziness you're indulging in now will have to be paid for later."
I've been there, I know it all too well.
"I know……"
Xue Hao said softly, "But English... I don't want to learn it at all."
"It's only when something is difficult that you should learn it, to prove your ability."
Chen Mo patted his shoulder and said meaningfully, "You probably don't know, but if you want to pick up girls at school and get their attention and affection, good grades are the best way."
Xue Hao's eyes lit up: "Really?"
"real."
Chen Mo said, "Back when I had good grades in school, many girls had a crush on me, including the girl I liked."
"Then... I'll give it a try." Upon hearing this, Xue Hao finally felt a little motivated.
"Alright, the parent-teacher meeting is over, I should go now."
Chen Mo glanced at the time; it was almost four o'clock. He said, "Go back to the classroom."
"Yes, thank you, Uncle Chen."
Xue Hao nodded, turned around and ran back to the teaching building.
Chen Mo watched his retreating figure, shook his head, and took out his phone to send a WeChat message to Shen Qingyue.
The parent-teacher meeting is over; task complete.
[You weren't scolded, were you?]
Shen Qingyue was afraid that the boy would cause trouble at school again.
No, their homeroom teacher is quite responsible. He gave me some study suggestions and a plan, which I'll send to you later.
Shen Qingyue quickly replied: 【Yes, thank you for your hard work.】
Chen Mo put away his phone, then couldn't help but laugh when he thought of the bizarre translations that Teacher Wang had read aloud earlier.
Despite the laughter, Chen Mo could understand Teacher Wang's anxiety.
I'm in my second year of high school now, if I don't hurry up, it will really be too late.
He suddenly remembered that his English was also bad in high school, and he only managed to keep up by rote memorization.
There are no shortcuts to learning unless you have talent; you have to put in a lot of hard work.
Just as he was about to hail a taxi home, Shen Qingyue sent him another message.
Chen Mo, are you busy tonight?
Chen Mo: [What's wrong?]
I haven't had much of an appetite lately, and I don't want to eat out. Could you... cook me some porridge?
In the company office, Shen Qingyue held her phone, editing a WeChat message. After hesitating for a moment, she gritted her teeth, blushed, and sent it out.
But she regretted it as soon as she sent it.
Chen Mo replied quickly.
Okay, I'll go buy some other ingredients and then come to your house. After all, I can't keep adding eggs.
Okay, I'll transfer the money to you later.
After sending the message, Shen Qingyue's face turned slightly red.
It's inappropriate to have your male subordinate cook for you at home just for a little food.
"Shen Qingyue, Shen Qingyue, you're so useless!"
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