Chapter 2

I collected my thoughts and sat down at the dining table in a gloomy mood.

While serving me the meal, my mother comforted me, saying, “But I can guarantee that you won’t have to transfer schools in the next three years. This time you are going to Jiangzhou to serve as the deputy mayor. You will serve for a four-year term and there will be no transfer under normal circumstances.”

“Even if there is, I will consider it as appropriate.”

“After all, the college entrance examination is a watershed in life, and I don’t want you to be affected by frequent school changes.”

After serving the meal, my mother sat down opposite me and looked at me seriously.

“Uh...” I held the chopsticks and gently rested my chin, blinked and said, “But my current English teacher is really good. I have always been biased in one subject, but I have made progress in English this semester. I scored 105 in the mock exam last month!”

Since I was a child, English has always been my weak point. Even if my mother hired a tutor for me, it couldn’t change the reality that my English was poor. I hope to use this as a condition for negotiation with my mother.

“Really?”

My mother was very surprised.

“Comrade Emily, as a mother, you are not competent. You don’t even care about your son’s grades.” I deliberately said with a stern face and pretended to criticize.

“Stop!” Mom stretched out her delicate hand and knocked on the table, saying calmly: “If you don’t like to study, it’s useless even if I press your head into the book. If you love to study, I don’t have to worry about it at all.”

“What parents can do is to provide you with a good learning environment and living conditions so that you don’t have to worry about the future.”

As expected of a mother, she is very cheerful in my education.

“But is your current English teacher really that good?” Mom hesitated for a while, her eyes flickered.

There’s a chance!

Seeing that Mom’s attitude had changed, I hurriedly said: “She graduated from a prestigious university. Although she is a little young, her teaching methods are more flexible than the old antiques in the school. She teaches students in accordance with their aptitude and is very suitable for me.”

In fact, the bigger reason is that the English teacher is too beautiful and charming. When she first came to the school, she caused a sensation. From teachers to security guards, everyone knows that the new English teacher in Class 8 of Senior 1 is a stunning beauty.

My English foundation is not bad, but it is weaker than other subjects. I can pass every exam. I can usually get about 90 points out of 150 points, just passing the level, and never exceed 100.

But the new English teacher came to our class. In order to leave a good impression on the English teacher, I, the class monitor, listened very carefully in every class, and also took out my spare time to study English, so my grades naturally improved.

In the mock exam last month, I actually got 105 points, which is a major breakthrough.

“Son, your academic improvement is certainly a good thing, but you can’t let your mother give up the opportunity for promotion because of this!”

My mother tilted her head and thought for a moment, and her beautiful and delicate face had a trace of worry.

How is it possible!!!

No matter how important my study is, I can’t joke with my mother’s official career. She was originally appointed in a critical situation this time, and the leaders above appreciated her and promoted her. She had already agreed. If I regret it, what will the leaders think?

In the officialdom, you must not disappoint your leaders, otherwise you will have to take many detours.

If my mother gave up the opportunity for promotion because of me, I would want to kill myself.

“Hey, I said you can board, you don’t have to worry.” I put a piece of ribs in my mother’s bowl, looking confident, “Besides, I’m 18 years old, I can take care of myself!”

My mother looked at my shameless appearance, held the chopsticks in her hand and poked the ribs in the bowl hard, and said unhappily: “Can you take care of yourself? You can’t even cook noodles and take care of yourself?”

“Uh...” I was stunned, and then I said: “The school has a cafeteria, I don’t need to cook, I go out to eat with my classmates on weekends!”

“Okay, okay, let’s eat first!” Mom waved her hand impatiently and said, “I’ll ask your aunt to see if I can let you go to her house for boarding. I’ll give her the living expenses every month.”

“But let’s make it clear in advance. I agreed to it because of your English teacher. If your English score doesn’t improve in the final exam, you should still follow me to Jiangzhou to study next semester. You have to get 110 in English. This is my bottom line.”

“Today is May 1st, and the final exam is at the end of June. You only have two months to prove yourself.”

Did Mom really agree? My eyes lit up. As for what she said later, it didn’t matter. I firmly believe that as long as I perform normally in the final exam, my English will definitely improve.

Aunt?

At this time, I couldn’t help but think of a pretty face that didn’t belong to my mother at all, but had a cooler temperament than my mother.

That was my aunt, who was three years younger than my mother.

She was as good as my mother. After graduating from college, she entered a law firm for internship. In less than five years, she became a well-known elite lawyer in the legal profession and took over many big cases that her peers found difficult.

Unlike my mother, my aunt chose to return to her family after marriage to take care of her husband and children and be a good wife and mother.

In my impression, my aunt is very strict. My six-year-old cousin has just started the first grade and has been arranged by my aunt to attend various interest classes and training courses. The depth of the internal competition makes me, who has been a free-range learner since childhood, feel ashamed.

If I go to live with my aunt, will the strict aunt educate me like my cousin?

But when I think that I will never see the beautiful English teacher, familiar classmates and friends again if I change schools, I suddenly feel that it is not so unacceptable to go to my aunt’s house for boarding.

After all, she is my real aunt. Although she is as strict as an iceberg goddess, she still loves me, her nephew.