Teacher Ye knew about Viola Thompson too.
She knew that Viola was jealous of Elizabeth Thompson and she cried and made a fuss, wanting to attend the same International School as Elizabeth.
That was why Teacher Ye let Elizabeth go on stage to solve problems, in order to let Viola know her limits and back off.
Viola was not even qualified to compare with Elizabeth.
Elizabeth was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, while Viola was just a little girl who couldn't do anything.
Attending the same school as Elizabeth, wouldn't that just be asking for humiliation?
Viola had no right to be jealous of Elizabeth.
Elizabeth held her head high, confidently walking towards the stage step by step.
At this moment, the students' attention was all focused on Elizabeth.
The center of attention.
She really enjoyed this feeling.
Life was like a TV show, and Elizabeth's goal was to become the protagonist because only the protagonist was the most valuable.
For example, right now.
Approaching the podium, Elizabeth picked up the chalk and started answering questions one by one, taking about ten minutes for an entire question.
The students in the audience couldn't understand the way she solved the problems.
"Holy shit, why can't I understand what the goddess Elizabeth is writing?"
"So strange!"
The class monitor quickly calculated the answer. "The answer is correct, but we haven't learned the process of solving it."
Teacher Ye adjusted her glasses, her eyes full of surprise as she looked at Elizabeth.
That was because Elizabeth was using advanced calculus, which would only be learned in college.
She was indeed a student worthy of Teacher Ye's attention.
A moment later, Elizabeth put down the chalk and turned to Teacher Ye with a smile. "Teacher Ye, I've finished solving it."
Teacher Ye nodded with satisfaction, her eyes full of smiles. "Emma, you did it very well."
"Thank you, teacher."
"Go back to your seat."
Elizabeth returned to her seat.
Teacher Ye held her ruler, facing the class and continued, "Regarding this question, according to our normal problem-solving approach, we should just use the analytic geometry formula. However, our student Elizabeth cleverly used a formula that we would only learn in college. I would like to commend her. Although Elizabeth has already obtained a guaranteed college admission quota, she is not arrogant or complacent, and refuses to stagnate. She even declined the guaranteed admission, insisting on taking the College Entrance Examination! Her spirit is worth learning from by all our classmates!"
Elizabeth excelled in many ways.
Take guaranteed admissions, for example.
There were two guaranteed admissions quotas for the International School each year.
And all of them were for top-tier universities.
Not just anyone could get these quotas; Elizabeth obtained the quota by participating in the International Mathematical Olympiad and winning a place in the top three.
Everyone thought that after Elizabeth got the guaranteed admission quota, she would stop coming to school, but she didn't.
She persisted in attending school every day like everyone else, without feeling superior over others just because she had won an award.
When facing media interviews, she was asked why she would give up the college entrance exam quota, she only had one thing to say. "I think guaranteed admission is not challenging, and my goal can be set even higher."
The reporter asked: "How high is that?"
After all, getting a guaranteed admission quota was already unreachable for ordinary people.
Elizabeth replied: "Why not aim for the Cloud City First Place Scholar, or even the National Top Scorer?"
For someone who had just placed in the top three in the International Mathematical Olympiad, what was a National Top Scorer worth?
It was simply a piece of cake.
Youth was by nature daring.
This interview had gone viral on short video platforms and earned Elizabeth a lot of fans on social media.
Listening to Teacher Ye's praise, Elizabeth slightly raised her chin, filled with an indescribable sense of superiority.
She was a prodigy; a talented woman.
These dimwitted classmates of Class Six, even if they swallowed the books, they wouldn't be able to compare with her.
Teacher Ye continued, "There's something I want to emphasize - some people in our class shouldn't take their privileged backgrounds for granted and do whatever they please. You should take Elizabeth as an example. Don't forget to strive harder just because you were born with wealth. Parents can only give you temporary wealth, not lifelong wealth. Relying on your current status to boss people around, have you ever thought about what you would do when your parents are no longer around? Learn to be cautious and vigilant in times of peace!"
Teacher Ye's words seemed to be directed at the whole class, but her gaze was subtly aimed at Viola.
She thought Viola would have some self-awareness and feel at least a little ashamed.
But who would have known, Viola didn't have any self-awareness, and her face didn't even turn red.
She was simply hopeless.
Although Teacher Ye disapproved of this transient student, she could only suppress her anger at this moment.
She hoped that Viola could realize her limitations soon, understand herself better, and drop out of the International School.
Elizabeth sensed Teacher Ye's thoughts.
After class, Elizabeth went to the office.
"Teacher Ye."
Seeing Elizabeth, Teacher Ye immediately smiled and looked up. "Emma, what brings you here?"
Elizabeth nodded. "Teacher Ye, I have something to talk to you about."
"What is it? Just say it." Teacher Ye stood up and poured a glass of water for Elizabeth.
Elizabeth accepted the water and said, "Thank you". She continued, "Teacher Ye, I think you might have some misunderstandings about my sister. Actually, my sister has suffered a lot since she was little, and as you know, the conditions in the countryside are very tough. Now that she suddenly moved back to the city, she hasn't completely adjusted yet. The reason she wants to go to the same school as me is very simple; she wants attention and to be like me."
"But she's not in the same league as you!" Teacher Ye said.
Elizabeth smiled and said, "But she's my sister. Even though she's adopted, in my heart, my sister is always my sister. I hope Teacher Ye won't have any prejudice against her."
Looking at Elizabeth, Teacher Ye was filled with mixed emotions.
Elizabeth was truly a good girl, a good sister; it was a pity that such a sensible, obedient, and academically excellent child, who also happened to be beautiful, wasn't her daughter.
"All right, I understand." Teacher Ye continued, "Emma, don't worry. As a teacher, I will be fair to everyone."
"Thank you, teacher."
Elizabeth bowed to Teacher Ye and said, "I'll be leaving first."
Teacher Ye nodded, watching her back with admiration in her eyes.
After Elizabeth left, Teacher Zhang walked over and praised her. "Your student, the young prodigy, not only excels in her studies but also has a top-notch character."
What Elizabeth had said earlier was not something a high school student would usually say.
But she managed to do it.
Teacher Ye smiled and said, "That's what people mean by having both good character and ability."
Teacher Zhang nodded in agreement.
In Class Six.
Viola sat at the back of the class, quiet and beautiful. A beautiful person, even doing nothing, could still be a painting.
Some brave male classmates approached her and asked for her WhatsApp, but she looked up and said softly, "Sorry, I don't have a phone."
Hearing this, there was an immediate chuckle from the other students nearby.
"She's such a bumpkin; she doesn't even have a phone."
"She probably doesn't even know what WhatsApp is."
"A country bumpkin from the countryside..."
"I heard that they don't even have running water or electricity in the rural areas, so it's normal that she doesn't know what WhatsApp is!"