Quick Transmigration: Can This Kind of Scum Become the Chosen One?

Chapter 119 The Dark Male Lead's Mother 7

Jiang Fei felt like her head had been hit.

It hit me again and again.

who is it?

Jiang Fei really wanted to ask who it was, but he was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

Then, his foot was stepped on.

Who is it? Are they crazy?

I bothered him repeatedly.

Jiang Fei raised her head in annoyance, about to ask who it was.

He noticed that the teacher was standing next to him, glaring at him menacingly.

"What? Did I disturb your sleep?"

"No, teacher." Jiang Fei cowered at the teacher's fierce gaze.

"You know I'm a teacher, and you even know this is a school? Is a school a place for you to sleep?"

"I'm sorry, teacher, I know I was wrong."

Jiang Fei could only lower her head and apologize.

"You go stand at the back of the classroom and wake up properly."

The teacher returned to the classroom and continued the lesson.

Jiang Fei was so frightened that she was wide awake and stood at the back of the classroom with her book in hand.

After class, he lowered his head and returned to his seat.

"Jiang Fei, were you out thieving last night? Your snoring during class just now was so loud it drowned out the teacher's voice. You woke me up."

The teacher threw two pieces of chalk at you and you didn't even wake up. I had no choice but to step on you.

"Yeah, it's okay. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have woken up. My mom came back yesterday, and I was so excited that I didn't sleep well."

"Oh, the next class is a political education class. Be careful, or you'll be forced to write a self-criticism if the political education teacher catches you."

"Well, I see."

Jiang Fei went to the bathroom and washed her face with cold water to wake herself up.

Although I was just jolted awake by the teacher, my eyelids are still heavy. The political education class is so boring, I'm sure I'll fall asleep again.

Jiang Fei took out a compass; if she felt sleepy, she would prick it.

The pain helps him avoid falling asleep.

After one class, Jiang Fei had more than a dozen small needle marks on her arm.

But the drowsiness has subsided. At least I can attend classes normally now.

In the evening, Jiang Fei returned home, and Jiang He was still sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"Mom, I'm home. I ate dinner out."

"Okay, then go back to your room and do your homework."

After a while, someone brought the food.

These weren't just simple takeout orders from yesterday; they were all elaborate meals ordered from the hotel.

Jiang He enjoyed the food alone.

We've also installed a robot vacuum cleaner, dishwasher, dryer, and other handy tools in our home.

Previously, these things were not brought into the house in order to provide Jiang Fei with a quiet learning environment.

After a few days, Jiang Fei finally adjusted her sleep schedule.

Although I sometimes find myself glued to my phone, I would never play it past midnight.

Moreover, he has now discovered another useful aspect of mobile phones: taking photos.

Simply take a picture of the question, and you can find the answer online.

Jiang Fei used this function with exceptional ease.

Aside from those assignments that require memorization and copying, you can find the answers to almost everything else.

Some even included complete answer keys for entire workbooks.

Of course, Jiang Fei would deliberately write a few questions wrong when copying the answers.

Furthermore, you can write something on the question stem, such as underlining keywords.

Falsify some traces of answering questions.

Jiang Fei felt that some problems had the same solution method, and he knew exactly how to copy the answer as soon as he saw it; it was very simple.

Doing this kind of homework by yourself is a waste of time; he already knows it all.

The midterm exams have finally arrived.

When Jiang Fei saw the title, it seemed familiar, but she couldn't quite remember how to write it.

I think I've done something similar before, using that formula?

Jiang Fei scratched her head, unable to remember anything.

Jiang Fei didn't know how she handed in her exam paper or how she got home.

Upon seeing Jiang He, he became even more at a loss.

If his mother knew he failed the test, she would definitely be angry.

When the exam papers were released, sure enough, the scores were very low, with some subjects even falling below the passing grade.

Jiang Fei looked at her score, feeling confused and at a loss.

His mother has always placed great importance on his grades since he was little, so how is he going to explain these grades to her now?

What should he do?

Jiang Fei hadn't gone home yet, and it was already dark.

But he simply couldn't bring himself to take the report card back with him.

He knew how much his mother valued his grades.

Jiang Fei hid in the alley across from the residential area, too afraid to go back.

Jiang Fei held his phone, wanting his mother to call him, yet also fearing her call.

I wish I could turn back time and go back to before the exam. He would definitely have tried his best to do better.

Suddenly, Jiang Fei felt everything go black; he had been stuffed into a sack.

"Who? Who are you? What do you want?"

Jiang Fei screamed in fear, hoping someone would come to his rescue.

But no one responded to him; instead, he was punched and kicked.

Jiang Fei howled, and the person hitting her became even more vigorous.

Jiang Fei didn't know when the person who hit him left, nor how long he had been beaten.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw his mother looking at him with tears streaming down her face.

"Little Fei, Little Fei, you're finally awake! That's wonderful, that's wonderful."

"Mommy, waaaaah."

Jiang Fei thought she was going to be beaten to death.

It's so good to be able to see my mom again.

"Xiao Fei, you must never do anything foolish again, understand?"

Do you know how scared your mother was when she saw you unconscious?

Mom knows you didn't do well on the test and she's upset, but no matter what, you shouldn't take sleeping pills.

That can kill people.

"Should I take sleeping pills?"

Jiang Fei doesn't remember taking sleeping pills.

Wasn't he beaten?

How did it turn into taking sleeping pills?

"Xiao Fei, don't worry, Mom won't force you to study anymore. It doesn't matter whether you do well or poorly on the test."

Mom just wants you to be safe and sound.

Do you know how scared Mom was when she saw you lying there motionless?

Upon hearing Jiang He's words, Jiang Fei's thoughts were focused on his mother no longer pressuring him to study.

"Mom, do you really not care about my grades anymore?"

"I don't care anymore, Mom has figured it out. You are Mom's precious baby. As long as you are happy, you can do whatever you want."

No matter what score you get on your test, Mom won't scold you or force you to study.

Jiang Fei felt that she had turned misfortune into blessing.

It turns out that whenever something happens to him, his mother cares about him so much that she no longer cares about his grades.

From now on, he can do whatever he wants.

After Jiang Fei was late for a week in a row, the teacher called him in.

Ask him why he was late.

Faced with this kind of question, Jiang Fei already knew how to answer: she just needed to keep assuring the teacher that it wouldn't happen again next time.

The teacher was at a loss, seeing that Jiang Fei remained unmoved by reason.

Jiang Fei was a very motivated student at the beginning, so why is she just giving up now?

So what if I didn't do well on the midterm exam?

You should be working even harder, why are you giving up on yourself?