CHAPTER 187: CHAPTER 187: REGRET NOT ADDING WECHAT

Sang Chuan rolled his eyes lightly and was just about to erupt when Sang Ning reached out to stop him.

"Mr. Gao, I just want to ask if Sang Chuan qualifies to resume school yet?" Sang Ning didn’t want Sang Chuan to argue with Wang Meng over such meaningless issues. She focused her sharp gaze on Gao Mingsong, hoping to get a definite answer from him.

"Director Gao, Sang Chuan has no problems with chemistry."

"Biology is fine too."

The chemistry teacher and biology teacher spoke up before Gao Mingsong.

Now, Sang Ning had a clear picture: chemistry and biology were fine, math was a perfect score, and now all that was left was to wait for the physics results.

"Mr. Wang, could you please tell me if there’s any issue with Sang Chuan’s physics score?" Sang Ning’s gaze shifted back to Wang Meng, staring straight at him.

Whenever he locked eyes with Sang Ning’s piercing gaze, Wang Meng couldn’t help but feel insecure, as if everything about him was being seen through.

He awkwardly turned his eyes away and mumbled softly, barely audible, "Sang Chuan scored full marks."

After finishing, his lips trembled slightly. When he spoke again, his voice was much louder, "But all of this must have been achieved through Sang Chuan’s own hard work!"

As soon as Wang Meng announced that Sang Chuan got a perfect score, the Sang siblings exchanged a knowing smile. Their eyes sparkled with joy. Overcome with excitement, Sang Chuan hugged Sang Ning tightly, completely ignoring Wang Meng’s earlier comment.

As Sang Chuan leaned on Sang Ning’s shoulder, she could feel him quietly sobbing.

During the filming at Jiangkou Village, the production team hadn’t installed cameras in the rooms. Only she knew how diligently Sang Chuan had studied.

During breaks in the daytime filming, he squeezed in time to tackle question sets. After evening tutoring sessions, he stayed up late studying alone until the wee hours of the morning. Sleeping at two or three a.m. had become routine, and sometimes he’d be up again by six or seven to film. Getting three or four hours of sleep felt like a luxury.

Sang Chuan treated each day like it was several days combined. As his sister, Sang Ning was terrified he might suddenly collapse from exhaustion one day.

Thus, she agreed with Wang Meng’s assessment—it wasn’t wrong. She was merely guiding him; 90% of Sang Chuan’s achievement came from his own efforts.

She gently patted him on the back. Once he’d calmed down a bit, she heartlessly pushed him away.

"Mr. Gao, not to hide anything from you, the reason Sang Chuan has made such great progress over this break is all thanks to the teaching from you and other teachers. If it weren’t for the solid foundation you all instilled in him beforehand, his progress wouldn’t have been this remarkable. On behalf of Sang Chuan and our entire family, I sincerely thank you all for your hard work."

After saying this, she turned to face Gao Mingsong, still slumped in his chair with an emo expression, and suddenly bowed deeply at a 90-degree angle.

Gao Mingsong immediately perked up, sitting upright and hurriedly adjusting his glasses.

It didn’t feel like Sang Ning was representing her family to thank him; it felt more like she was thanking him for his entire family!

Sang Ning casually pulled Sang Chuan over and made him join in giving Gao Mingsong a bow of gratitude.

Confused, Sang Chuan still followed suit and shouted, "Thank you, Mr. Gao! Without your dedication, there wouldn’t be the glorious me today."

The Sang siblings’ overly dramatic gesture of gratitude obviously eased much of Gao Mingsong’s pent-up frustration. At least, the Sang siblings knew how to be grateful to their mentors.

"Don’t celebrate too soon. Getting the qualification to resume school doesn’t mean everything’s smooth sailing from now on." Despite Sang Chuan’s impeccable scores, Gao Mingsong didn’t relax right away and continued to exert his authority. "Troublemakers like Sang Chuan, who have a history of being stubborn, will be on probation. If he still causes disruptions to class discipline or bullies classmates a month later, he’s out—no negotiation."

Being publicly exposed by Gao Mingsong in front of Sang Ning, Sang Chuan felt embarrassed and muttered under his breath, "Who disrupted class discipline? I just skipped class directly; I didn’t affect anyone else. And who bullied or beat up classmates? I only acted to protect the girls."

With her sidelong glance, Sang Ning shut him up. She repeatedly assured Gao Mingsong, "Mr. Gao, rest assured. I’ll keep a close eye on Sang Chuan. If he does anything to upset you, just contact me, and I’ll deal with him personally."

She then whipped out her phone and shamelessly exchanged numbers with Gao Mingsong. Afraid he’d go back on his word, she only exchanged a few pleasantries before asking about the specific procedures for resuming school. Then, she dragged Sang Chuan out of the office, promising that he would officially return to school today without delay.

After the Sang siblings left, Wang Meng asked Gao Mingsong with a hint of resentment, "Director Gao, you just agreed to let Sang Chuan return to school like that?"

"What else was I supposed to do?" Gao Mingsong gave him a sideways glance, a bit impatient, then furrowed his brow and adopted a thoughtful look. "Sang Chuan has potential. Maybe with proper guidance, he could achieve a decent score on the college entrance exams."

Wang Meng, sounding a bit like Captain Hindsight, added, "I agree. Sang Chuan’s thinking is quite sharp and creative. But his sister is really something else—way too arrogant for my liking. Studying requires humility. Hopefully, Sang Chuan won’t pick up her bad habits."

"Hey, hey, hey! I just looked up videos of Sang Chuan’s sister tutoring him on Weibo—it’s either team marketing, or it’s actually real!" one teacher exclaimed, holding up their phone.

Wang Meng, intrigued, walked over and commented sarcastically, "Oh? Is it comprehensive tutoring? Then I really have to take a good look."

Even Gao Mingsong couldn’t suppress his curiosity and casually walked over to glance at the screen. "I’ve never used Weibo before. Let me see what the interface looks like."

"Wow, it’s really comprehensive tutoring!" The teacher holding the phone sounded shocked. "The show’s Weibo account even categorized the tutoring videos by subject—math, English, physics... Every science subject that’s part of the exams is covered!"

The office instantly buzzed with excitement. Teachers from various subjects crowded around, eager to see the acclaimed comprehensive tutoring.

An hour later, the atmosphere in the office had completely shifted.

The teachers were passionately discussing how to study and emulate Sang Ning’s teaching methods. Even Wang Meng forgot his initial disdain and contempt for her.

Someone who’d never followed celebrities or used Weibo suddenly downloaded the app on his phone, quietly returned to his desk, and began carefully scrutinizing the video of Sang Ning tutoring Sang Chuan in physics.

Privately, Wang Meng had overheard students’ criticisms of him—they felt he explained conceptual problems in a stiff, vague manner that made them sleepy.

But Sang Ning was different. Her explanations were clear, lively, and engaging.

The most important thing was that her teaching style had room for learning and adaptation!

Wang Meng suddenly regretted it—it had been such a good opportunity to add Sang Ning on WeChat just now. Now that she was gone, regret wouldn’t help!

"Hello, is this Sang Chuan’s sister? Yes, it’s me, Mr. Gao..."

Wang Meng tilted his head to listen and realized Gao Mingsong was calling Sang Ning. He mentioned having a teaching question he wanted to discuss with her and asked if he could add her on WeChat.

Wang Meng couldn’t hear what was said on the other side of the call, but before Gao Mingsong hung up, he vaguely caught a "Sure."

Clutching his phone, Wang Meng rushed over, gazing at Gao Mingsong with puppy-like eyes, and asked eagerly, "Director Gao, could you please ask Sang Chuan’s sister if I could add her on WeChat too?"

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To those complaining that the heroine’s abilities seem exaggerated, haha, you’ll just have to bear with it—things might get even more over-the-top later! (Heroine groans: Is it my fault the author can’t come up with proper plots and just keeps bragging aimlessly?)