Sister Qiuru’s words seemed to carry quite a bit of weight among the group.
The others immediately obeyed and found places to sit down.
However, they didn’t forget the task Aunt Yuyu had assigned them—tutoring homework.
In the end, the division of labor had Luo Qing from the finance department and Lu Mi from the biology department teaching Cecilia how to write a well-structured, logically rigorous essay in the style of a scientific paper.
The news-major aunt, Lan Yao from the law department, and Scarlet Rain from the literature department positioned themselves on either side of Evin.
They tried to analyze the application problems from a dialectical perspective to uncover the deeper intentions of the question setter.
So rather than tutoring homework, it was more like a group of loli enthusiasts selecting their favorite lolis.
As for Mushui, although she wasn’t participating in that, her own summer homework wasn’t finished either.
She was begging Ye Yuan for guidance nearby.
Watching the two little ones who were usually fearless now looking extremely stressed under the siege of all these loli lovers, I couldn’t help but secretly chuckle to myself.
This is too funny.
But before I could gloat for long, a tall figure sat down beside me.
She deftly picked up an automatic pencil with its cap already off and circled several answers in my open workbook.
“Here, here, and here are wrong. Don’t just scribble random answers to rush through the homework.”
Seeming to notice my surprise, Sister Qiuru’s lips curved slightly, looking quite charming.
“The difficult ones above are all correct, but the simple ones below are wrong. Did you think I wouldn’t notice? Besides, I’ve seen plenty of examples like yours when I was teaching.”
I immediately shrank back, admitting defeat.
“I was wrong.”
Sister Qiuru pinched my cheek.
“It’s good that you know you’re wrong. I’ll let it slide this time. Keep working on the problems. If you don’t understand anything, I’ll tutor you right here.”
So my earlier schadenfreude had come back to bite me like karma.
With Sister Qiuru—who was about to become a homeroom teacher—sitting right next to me, the pressure was almost overwhelming.
Although having her tutor me did improve my problem-solving speed quite a bit, her presence meant I didn’t dare use my usual trick of blindly scribbling answers to quickly finish the homework.
She would spot and correct mistakes from time to time.
For example, right at that moment, Sister Qiuru’s delicate brows furrowed slightly as if she’d noticed something.
Seeing her like that, I immediately looked like I was facing a great enemy.
“Um… did I write something wrong somewhere?”
“It’s not that.”
Sister Qiuru shook her head and pointed at a few application problems in the workbook.
“I was just curious. So you know how to use equations too, Xiaotong.”
Didn’t they teach equations in elementary school? Otherwise I wouldn’t have written them.
But I didn’t realize that equations were actually fifth-grade material.
Seeing my puzzled look, Sister Qiuru’s eyes flickered, and she suddenly smiled.
“No need for that.”
I glanced at the problem.
It was just a simple “look at the picture and answer” type.
You could figure it out by counting; setting up an equation was too troublesome.
“Yeah, I guess so. The problem on page fifteen would take quite a few counts if done that way.”
“How about I teach you to use permutations and combinations?”
“You can just plug in the formula directly. And there are only a few permutation and combination formulas to apply anyway.”
“Oh, Xiaotong is pretty amazing. You know so much. Then you must also know about… trigonometry, solid geometry, ellipse equations, vectors, and such, right?”
Puffed up from Sister Qiuru’s praise, I proudly lifted my little nose.
“Except for vectors, which I’m not too familiar with, I know a bit about all the others! I’ve looked up some materials online!”
“I see. So Xiaotong loves studying so much.”
Sister Qiuru looked at me with an ambiguous smile.
I didn’t dare respond and quickly lowered my head, pretending to focus on my homework.
Even so, I could feel Sister Qiuru’s meaningful gaze on me.
Fortunately, Sister Qiuru received a phone call midway through.
She had something to handle, so she asked Aunt Yuyu and the others to help tutor my homework before standing up and leaving in a hurry.
Only after her figure disappeared through the door did I let out a sigh of relief.
Actually, it wasn’t just me—most people in the room breathed a sigh of relief as well.
After all, Sister Qiuru’s aura was quite terrifying.
It was like having the homeroom teacher standing at the back door of the classroom during school.
Or rather, that was simply her natural presence.
Once she left, the atmosphere in the room became lively again, just like a classroom after the teacher had stepped out.
“How was it, Tongtong? Was it super stressful with Sister Qiuru sitting right there?”
Aunt Yuyu leaned in close to me.
I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.
Aunt Yuyu coughed awkwardly, as if trying to make up for it, and quickly suggested,
“While Sister Qiuru is gone, hurry and scribble a few answers to fill in the blanks. For questions three, six, and seven, choose A, C, C. At least you’ll get some right.”
Seeing this, Mushui immediately turned to Ye Yuan beside her with a pleading look.
“Ah Yuan, how about you just tell me the correct answers? Once we’re done, we can go help poor little Xiaotong together.”
“What is this, some kind of bundle deal?”
Ye Yuan knocked Mushui on the head, sighed, but still took the pen and directly filled in all the multiple-choice and fill-in-the-blank answers for her two physics test papers.
“I’ll only help you this much. You can slowly fill in the rest yourself. I’m going over to the teacher’s side.”
“Thanks a ton!”
Mushui happily hugged Ye Yuan and quickly started on the remaining big problems.
The group across from them saw this and seemed reminded as well.
However, it sparked some disputes.
“Evin, this question is C. Don’t… don’t listen to her. She’s gone silly from reading too much law stuff. This question is obviously D no matter how you think about it.”
“You dead canned studying literature, what do you know about math?”
“Don’t call me canned. You scheming witch.”
“Herring canned, fish herring canned, herring canned!”
“Thick witch, scheming witch, scheming witch!”
In comparison, the tutoring on Cecilia’s side seemed much more peaceful.
“Sister Lu Mi, shouldn’t this description be about the high prices at the time, indirectly reflecting the hardships of the lower-class people?”
“No, I think it should be approached from a biological perspective. After all, the influence of animals on human personality can play a significant role.”
While the two were still discussing, Cecilia directly chose a different option, A, and explained to Lu Mi and Luo Qing,
“The afterword in the author’s book mentions that he was at a low point in his life at the time, so it should be from the author’s psychological perspective.”
Why does it suddenly feel like their literary level can’t even compare to a loli’s?
But no matter what, when facing some problems, the adults like Aunt Yuyu and the others sometimes thought faster.
With their insights, my, Evin’s, and Cecilia’s homework completion speed improved quite a bit.
However, as time passed, some notable issues still arose.
Looking at classic “elementary school knowledge” problems in my workbook that resembled online memes, Aunt Yuyu, Ye Yuan, and Mushui—who had finished her homework—stared at my summer homework with deep suspicion.
“Is this question really within elementary school scope!”
“Who knows what the author was thinking at the time…”
Luo Qing and Lu Mi said their majors simply couldn’t understand such profound elementary school reading comprehension from a child’s perspective.
“This has nothing to do with elementary school math.”
“Exactly. Aren’t all those alien drawings equally ugly? How are you supposed to find any differences?”
Even Scarlet Rain and Lan Yao, who had been arguing over options earlier, now stood on the same side, jointly condemning the question setter’s elusive train of thought.
It was one thing if it were just one or two questions.
But there were quite a few that gave Aunt Yuyu and the others headaches for a long time.
Moreover, it wasn’t just them—even I, Evin, and Cecilia found it very painful to do.
Evin lay weakly on the desk, looking like a character defeated in a galgame.
What type of galgame it was went without saying.
“An An, how about we do a few pages and then tear one out?”
“That’s even more excessive than scribbling random answers!”
I couldn’t help but complain.
Unexpectedly, the others didn’t think so.
Instead, they offered quite constructive suggestions.
“That makes sense. Evin, tear out the middle ones. Teachers definitely tear out pages that aren’t connected to any questions.”
“Best idea ever! Like how Sister Qiuru always has us check and never looks herself.”
“Want a utility knife?”
Cecilia, who could easily take down several adult men, now seemed unable to withstand the torment of homework.
She chimed in from the side.
No need to guess where she’d get such a tool from.
“I still have sandpaper here. We can wipe the paper scraps clean. If we’re discovered, we can blame it on the manufacturer’s quality issue causing missing pages.”
“Cut out a small section of sandpaper first so you don’t damage the paper surface on both sides.”
“Why are you all so professional at this… Wait, the problem is that this is all my summer homework!”
Just as everyone was chattering noisily, a sudden notification sound of a successful payment rang out.
“No need to go through all that trouble.”
Ye Yuan shook her head from the side and tapped a few times on her phone.
“I found the same workbook on a chain bookstore’s online store. Same-city delivery should get it here around one or two in the afternoon.”
Is this the wisdom of a top student?
Everyone was stunned.
But Ye Yuan immediately delivered some bad news.
“However, the foreign language version seems to be sold out.”
At the critical moment, Aunt Yuyu stepped up.
“Tongtong, you can just tell your English teacher that you didn’t write it.”
I immediately understood and felt a bit touched.
“I got it. I’ll have the teacher call you, Aunt.”
“Call for what? You’re a minor anyway. Hitting you would count as corporal punishment and be illegal.”
Everyone: …
Me: ??