King of Kings, start with a perfect record and strive for the top spot.

Chapter 212 Poor Student Syndrome

"Hey, Lao Yan, don't be so down. My sister's got your back. After she finishes her college entrance exam, the position of head of the teaching department will still be yours."

Ye Lan patted Yan Jianjun on the shoulder and gently comforted him.

Yan Jianjun also felt that there was some truth to that statement.

Compared to Xu Zhiqiang, Ye Wanying's grades were even better, making her a shoo-in for the top scorer in the provincial college entrance examination.

If we can produce a student like this, the principal will surely see the results of our efforts.

A promotion and a raise are just a matter of time.

"You better not ruin my plans this time."

"Of course, I will wholeheartedly support my sister no matter which school she applies to."

Yan Jianjun did not breathe a sigh of relief upon hearing this. Instead, he glanced at Ye Lan sideways, feeling that this guy was incompatible with him.

Moreover, his fate was inferior to his.

"Alright, the parent-teacher meeting is about to start."

"Wanying, take your brother to your seat. We need to do the mid-term review."

Ye Wanying nodded obediently, "Okay."

Then, holding Ye Lan's hand, they went to the last row in the middle.

"Why are you sitting here? Shouldn't good students sit in the middle?" Ye Lan asked, puzzled.

In his memory, the last few rows of the classroom were where underachieving students like him gathered.

Students with good grades usually sit in the third or fourth row, which is the center of the classroom.

This spot is ideal for learning, as it avoids both the teacher's dust attacks and the influence of struggling students in the back row.

It's also an area exclusively for top students.

This is why Ye Lan looked puzzled when she saw her younger sister sitting at the very back.

Ye Wanying stretched out her two small hands and placed them on Ye Lan's shoulders, gently pressing down until the other's bottom landed on the chair before letting go.

“A student as outstanding as me could have gotten first place even sitting there, so I decided to put others first and give up my position.”

"You're really generous."

Just then, a girl wearing a blue and white school uniform jacket came over, squinted her eyes, and had a sly smile on her lips, exposing Ye Wanying's lie.

"Wanying, you're just bragging. If you hadn't taken more than half a month off, how could the teacher have been willing to change your seat?"

"Li Chuxi, you're so annoying!" Ye Wanying frowned, her pink little hands clenched into fists, and gently punched the arm of the girl in the blue and white coat.

The girl was also quite beautiful, but compared to Ye Wanying, she was still a bit less attractive. However, in other classes, she would be considered a class beauty.

Especially the two pounds of flesh on her chest, trembling and bouncing like a little rabbit, were still very noticeable even when she was wearing a baggy school uniform.

A hot girl with glasses, wearing a blue and white school uniform and a high ponytail.

Li Chuxi is like an undercooked green bean; being half-cooked is really unbearable.

"Hey, this is your brother. He's quite handsome. Could you introduce him to your sister?"

Li Chuxi is a typical "face-value" person. Regardless of whether you are male or female, as long as you are handsome or good-looking, she will unconsciously come closer to you.

And they are the kind of people who are shameless and reckless, commonly known as "lickspittles".

To become Ye Wanying's best friend, this personality must be MVP.

Ye Wanying rolled her eyes upon hearing this, thinking to herself, "I treat you like a sister, and you actually want to be my sister-in-law."

There are no doors!

"I advise you to stop daydreaming in broad daylight. If you want to be my sister-in-law, it's simple: just be prettier than me!"

Ye Wanying knew that ordinary conditions wouldn't be enough to make Li Chuxi back down.

Start with a royal flush.

Sure enough, Li Chuxi's expression changed upon hearing this condition. "Your brother wants to become a monk?"

"Get out! If you dare curse my brother again, I'll block all your contact information." Ye Wanying was clearly angry; a hint of fury flashed across her sweet face.

Anger seemed to flicker in his clear, bright eyes.

"Don't be angry, let me explain. There are definitely girls prettier than you, but how many are there in the whole world?"

"It's no exaggeration to say that they are extremely rare. Let alone whether your brother can meet them, even if he does, will they become a perfect couple?"

“That’s obviously not realistic, so why not choose me as a second choice? We know each other well, and you can rest assured if I’m your sister-in-law.”

Ye Wanying rolled her eyes even more, looking at Li Chuxi with a look of disgust.

"It's precisely because I know you so well that I won't choose you to be my sister-in-law."

"I already have a shortlist of candidates for sister-in-law, but I'm sorry, there's no place for you on it."

Upon hearing this, Li Chuxi pouted, feeling wronged, and opened her arms, hoping to receive a loving hug.

But Ye Wanying pushed him away in disgust.

On the other side, when Yan Jianjun went on stage to start speaking, Ye Lan suddenly felt dizzy, and her upper and lower eyelids were drooping wildly.

"Brother, you look so tired. Did you not sleep well last night?"

Ye Wanying leaned on the desk and asked softly, her eyes showing concern.

Ye Lan yawned. "It's nothing, it's just that I don't know why, but in this kind of environment, I feel inexplicably sleepy."

“Especially when Lao Yan goes on stage to speak, he gets even sleepier.”

"what!"

After hearing this, Ye Wanying was at a loss, wondering if Ye Lan had contracted some strange illness or was suffering from acclimatization problems.

"Oh dear, don't worry about it. It's just a case of 'underachieving student syndrome.' It makes me sleepy as soon as the teacher stands on the podium and starts speaking. I'll feel better after class."

Li Chuxi came over and diagnosed Ye Lan's illness with just one glance.

"Sis, I need to ask you for a favor," Ye Lan murmured softly with her eyes closed.

Ye Wanying quickly leaned closer and said, "Brother, tell me."

"I'll record Lao Yan's words on my phone and listen to them when I can't sleep at night. This is much better than any SM sleep aid."

Ye Wanying held Ye Lan's phone, blinking her eyes blankly with a slightly bewildered look.

Was this how my brother always behaved in class?

No wonder my mom always threatens to sever our mother-son relationship after each parent-teacher meeting.

So that's where the root of the problem lies.

Ye Wanying could even imagine her mother sitting in her seat, looking at the appalling report card on the table, and glancing at Ye Lan, who was dozing off beside her, her blood pressure must have been soaring.

The process of parent-teacher meetings is actually quite similar: first, some polite remarks are made, then each student's grades are evaluated, and finally, outstanding student representatives give speeches on stage.

Ye Wanying was naturally the student representative. Having given speeches on stage frequently, she was not at all stage-frightened and delivered her speech without notes.

Parent-teacher meetings can't last all day; they usually end around lunchtime.

Just as the alarm rang, Ye Lan woke up. She had slept very comfortably and sat up to stretch.

"Brother, the parent-teacher meeting is over, we can go now."

"Let's go."

Yan Jianjun, who was organizing materials on the podium, suddenly shouted as he watched Ye Lan and Ye Wanying prepare to leave through the back door:

"Ye Wanying, don't rush off. Your English grades have dropped significantly this time. Your English teacher wants you to come to her office after the parent-teacher conference."