As Wen Nan's voice trailed off, the entire teacher's office sank into a silence.
Lady Peony Shrimp and Mr. Ban Shrimp, simultaneously and incredulously, directed their protruding eyes at Wen Nan.
The other two shrimp teachers who were quietly spectating in the corner also looked at Wen Nan in surprise.
Only Arctic Clam gave Wen Nan a faint smile —
Of course, from a human aesthetic perspective, it was hard to call it a smile as it was just a slight opening between the shells, forming a faint smile arc.
Once again, the moment of mutual smiling between them was interrupted by Lady Peony Shrimp:
"Ye Shenshen, I'm discussing something important with you, can you be serious and not joke around?"
"I'm not joking, teacher." Wen Nan threw a very serious look at her.
Lady Peony Shrimp's tiny pincers thumped the desk loudly,
"You can say you want to go to class two, and you still claim you're not joking?
"Class two, even if it's in the Olympiad class, has always been the class with the highest average scores in the entire grade! I was just discussing with you about your inability to keep up in our transition class, and you don't even consider transferring to a parallel class, yet you tell me you want to transfer to the Olympiad class? And such a top class like class two, aren't you telling the teachers a grand joke?"
Lady Peony Shrimp felt a headache coming on and lifted a small foot to rub the hard shrimp shell that formed her forehead.
Yet Wen Nan didn't think his request was absurd at all, nor was he making an exorbitant demand because he had the capability.
He pointed to the monthly exam score sheet on Lady Peony Shrimp's desk and said:
"Teacher, although I sleep in class every day, I just transferred here three weeks ago, and I scored first in the whole class in the monthly exam, surpassing the second place by a full forty points, far ahead.
"I think, with my scores, there's no problem with transferring to class two."
Hearing Wen Nan's words, Lady Peony Shrimp felt even more of a headache and sighed deeply and heavily.
She specially called Ye Shenshen over this time to persuade him to propose the transfer voluntarily, just to get rid of this hot potato—
Given Ye Shenshen's mental state, she didn't approve of him being educated in a regular high school campus at all, and didn't think the grade director would draw lots and put him in her class without consulting her.
She had no intention of discriminating against people with disabilities or unwillingness to teach Ye Shenshen, but under Ye Shenshen's situation, even if he doesn't create trouble in class, just sitting and sleeping in the back row every day, is like a ticking time bomb, causing unrest in the whole class.
During class every day, more than half of the students' attention is focused on this back-row student who doesn't fit in with the class style, greatly affecting teaching.
She's a Chinese teacher assigned to be the homeroom teacher for a science class because she's excellent at disciplining, enforcing military-style management in class.
Her management methods might not provide subject-specific guidance for each student, but they surely keep all students united and ensure no student falls behind.
But now that Ye Shenshen is here, her management methods face an unprecedented challenge, leaving Lady Peony Shrimp worried daily.
However, Lady Peony Shrimp had to admit that Ye Shenshen was speaking the truth, purely from an academic point of view, his scores were enough to enter the Olympiad class —
Lady Peony Shrimp reasonably suspected Emperor Crab Principal, seeing Ye Shenshen's scores, broke the norm to approve his transfer to a regular high school.
That Emperor Crab Principal is an old-fashioned score devotee who regards prestigious university enrollment rates as paramount, considering Ye Shenshen's current situation. As long as he makes a slight effort and corrects his attitude a bit, forget 985 or national top 10, even top 2 is not a problem for him.
Having one more top 2 student is a temptation hard for the principal to refuse.
But this Ye Shenshen, to the principal, is merely a top 2 enrollment rate, while to Lady Peony Shrimp, is a real-life problem student needing constant attention daily — no matter how good his grades are, spending three years with a potentially explosive mental health issue student is something she genuinely couldn't accept.
So she hoped the other side could heed advice and voluntarily transfer to a parallel class. After all, whether in a parallel class or a transition class, he's just sleeping, there's no difference for Ye Shenshen, is there?
However, the other audaciously demanded, wanting to sleep in the Olympiad class, which certainly wouldn't work. Even if she brought it up, the grade director and the principal wouldn't approve it.
"Ye Shenshen," Lady Peony Shrimp switched to a painstakingly heartfelt tone, "I hope you can understand that getting into the Olympiad class isn't just about scoring well on one monthly exam, your attitude, and your—"
"—Is that the Ye Shenshen?"
At this moment, Mr. Ban Shrimp suddenly spoke up, raising one claw and one antenna, both pointing at Wen Nan's direction, "That, that, yes, that one who transferred not even a month ago, scored zero in essay writing, yet made it into the top 50 of the grade, Ye Shenshen?!"
Regarding Mr. Ban Shrimp's continuous adjectives, Lady Peony Shrimp, being Ye Shenshen's language teacher, couldn't agree more, and firmly corrected:
"It wasn't a zero, the grading teacher still gave him 5 points for paper presentation and 5 points for friendship."