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Chapter 211 Attending the Parent-Teacher Conference

Meanwhile, Ye Lan picked up her phone and entered Ye Wanying's bedroom.

"Dear parents, please be on time for this parent-teacher meeting tomorrow morning at 9:00 AM. The teachers will be summarizing each child's recent academic progress, so please take this seriously."

After reading the group announcement sent by the teacher on her phone, Ye Lan lay down on Ye Wanying's soft princess bed.

Ye Wanying's Simmons mattress was quite soft; she had only recently changed into it after Ye Lan returned.

After all, they have to take the college entrance examination.

How can you function if you don't get enough sleep?

"Brother, there's actually a question that I've only just remembered."

Ye Wanying stopped writing and turned around.

"What's the problem?" Ye Lan, who was lying on the bed, raised her head.

“My reason for requesting leave is that you suddenly fell seriously ill and became paralyzed to the point of being unable to take care of yourself. But doesn’t it seem a bit contradictory that you’re going to the parent-teacher conference now?”

"Oh dear, it's no big deal. Just say I had a sudden bout of lucidity before death and suddenly recovered."

Ye Lan said, completely unconcerned.

He had used this kind of excuse for taking leave before; although it was absurd, it worked.

So much so that later when I used this excuse to ask for leave, the teachers would ask, "Does your family have any hereditary disease? How come you get paralyzed every now and then?"

Seeing Ye Lan's calm demeanor, Ye Wanying smiled with satisfaction and turned to continue working on her test paper.

At worst, I can wait until the parent-teacher meeting is over, then make up another excuse to ask for leave again.

Anyway, I must take good care of my brother.

Thinking of this, Ye Wanying couldn't help but smile.

The world is vast, but my brother is the greatest!

The next day arrived quickly. The two grabbed a bite at a roadside stall, and then Ye Lan drove to Ye Wanying's high school.

City A No.1 High School

It is also Ye Lan's alma mater.

"Hey, isn't this Ye Lan? What's up, skipping class again today?"

The old man poked his head out of the security room and looked at Ye Lan with a warm expression.

He was deeply impressed by this student who frequently skipped class by climbing over the wall.

This is also the norm for many teachers.

They tend to be impressed by students with good and bad grades, while those with average grades who are usually well-behaved are less so.

They often don't leave much of an impression.

"Grandpa, are you getting senile? I graduated last year." Ye Lan smiled and took out a cigarette from her pocket, handing it to the security guard.

After lighting one for him, I lit one for myself.

"You skipped classes to go online every day when you were in school, so your grades must have been terrible. Tell me honestly, did you fail to get into university and haven't found a job after graduation, so you want to come and stand guard with me?"

The old man made a bold assumption, after all, Ye Lan had explored every part of the school in order to climb over the wall.

Which places are safe to climb over? Which places have security cameras? Which places are risky? Which places can be crawled out of?...

He knew it all.

In other words, if Ye Lan were to become the school security guard, then there would be no one in the entire school who could climb over the wall and skip class.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, my final score was just over 400, barely enough to get into a second-tier university."

Ye Lan chuckled and exhaled a smoke ring, then gestured four with her hand towards the old man.

The old man rolled his eyes dismissively. "Are you kidding me? You think you can get over 400 points? The kid next door leaves home at 5 a.m. every day and doesn't come back until 10 p.m., and he only gets a little over 500."

Ye Lan smiled, "I definitely couldn't do it on my own, but I have a renowned teacher to guide me!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Ye Wanying, who was watching the show from the side.

"If it weren't for my sister tutoring me, I wouldn't have been able to improve my grades from the bottom to the middle in just a few months."

"Hey, I know this girl. Her picture often appears on the school's honor roll. Turns out she's your sister."

The old man looked like he suddenly understood and pointed at Ye Wanying.

"No wonder you improved so much in such a short time; it turns out you inherited some of the bookish gene."

Ye Lan retorted, "Grandpa, this is my sister. I'm older than her, okay? Even if we're talking about hereditary traits, it's her who inherited them from me."

"Alright, alright, you inherited it from me. By the way, you got into university, why didn't you go?"

"I've found something much better, earning over a hundred dollars a month, why bother with studying!"

"Tch, go ahead and brag. Only an old codger like me is willing to listen to your nonsense in peace."

The security guard rolled his eyes and went back to smoking.

Ye Lan didn't say anything, but leaned against the window and started smoking.

Halfway through her cigarette, Ye Lan picked up her phone and checked the time: 8:50. The parent-teacher meeting was about to start.

He casually stubbed out his cigarette, placed it on the windowsill, and said to the security guard:

"Uncle Liu, I have something to do, so I'll have to go now. I'll come back and chat with you after the parent-teacher meeting."

Grandpa Liu simply waved his hand without answering.

Looking down at the half-empty cigarette, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Looks like this little guy has really struck it rich. He used to pester this old geezer for cigarettes every day, but now he's willing to throw away half of it."

.........

When I arrived at the classroom, the parent-teacher meeting was about to begin.

The classroom, which wasn't very spacious, was packed with students. Why were the students standing? Because they had to give up their seats for their parents.

When the teacher in charge of discipline saw Ye Lan, he was shocked and couldn't help but swear.

"Holy crap, Ye Lan, what are you doing here, a recent graduate?"

"Wow, Lao Yan, you're actually my sister's homeroom teacher? That's impressive! You got promoted right after I left?"

Ye Lan patted the middle-aged man in front of her on the shoulder, a look of joy flashing in her eyes.

Lao Yan, whose real name is Yan Jianjun, mainly teaches mathematics and was also Ye Lan's teacher before.

Yan Jianjun rolled his eyes in utter disgust.

"Promotion my ass! You could have been promoted. If your brother Xu Zhiqiang hadn't enrolled in a vocational college, I'd be at least a dean of students' affairs by now!"

Ye Lan reluctantly withdrew her hand. "Then you can't blame me. You have to blame Xu Zhiqiang! Or blame Huang Yuting."

Xu Zhiqiang scored nearly 700 points in the college entrance examination, making him a top scorer. If he goes to prestigious universities like Tsinghua and Peking University, Yan Jianjun will definitely get a promotion.

Unfortunately, Xu Zhiqiang went to a technical school outside the province with Huang Yuting.

Once the application was filled out, it couldn't be changed, which led the principal to vent his anger on Yan Jianjun.

“Tell me honestly, were you involved in stirring up trouble for Xu Zhiqiang to go to the technical school?”

Ye Lan stammered, "I just told him, 'If you want to do it, then do it.'"

"He didn't say another word."