Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 857 - 859: No Need for Hindsight

Gong Tao hurried off the car and ran to the office.

Today was the day his daughter went back to school for classes after waking up. Gong Tao was worried that his daughter might be upset by those annoying kids and start crying.

He didn’t expect to receive a call from the school teacher, asking him to rush to the school.

It would be a lie to say Gong Tao wasn’t worried; if it weren’t for his stable temperament, he really wouldn’t know if something would go wrong.

Gong Tao burst into the office and saw Gong Ruini and Zhao Xuran all there in the teacher’s office, with his daughter perfectly fine.

"Ni Zi, Xuran." Gong Tao didn’t understand why the teacher called him to the school when his daughter seemed fine.

"Uncle Gong." Zhao Xuran saw Gong Tao and wanted to explain the situation.

Feng Xueyan, who was constantly on guard in the office, wouldn’t give Zhao Xuran the time to speak, "Hello, you must be Gong Ruini’s father."

Feng Xueyan knew that Gong Ruini’s father was in business, but she didn’t expect him to look somewhat scholarly, without a hint of a nouveau riche aura.

Gong Tao grunted, "Hello, Teacher Feng."

Feng Xueyan explained the situation of Gong Ruini coming to school today to take the test paper and mentioned some teachers’ suggestions.

Gong Tao was very happy to hear that his daughter scored so well, with a big, wide smile on his face.

But after hearing the following words, Gong Tao was no longer happy, "My daughter pays tuition, right?"

"You teachers get paid to teach students, right?"

Gong Tao almost wanted to burst out in anger, but considering the teacher was a woman and Ni Zi’s class teacher, he still decided to hold back.

Even with just those few words, Feng Xueyan understood Gong Tao’s attitude.

Just as Feng Xueyan was about to explain, a particularly annoying voice interrupted from the side, "Students can discuss with each other, can’t they?"

"If students are discussing among themselves, that’s between students. Why should my daughter, who just awoke from a coma, be expected to help and guide others?" Gong Tao wasn’t polite at all.

"They all say my daughter is still foolish after waking up, so how could she possibly guide them?"

"Back then, didn’t my daughter already help guide them enough? They were so enthusiastic when asking for help, but then turned their backs once they were done?"

"This kind of stupid thing, doing it once is enough. Why should it be done a second time?"

"If they really don’t understand, can’t they go find the teacher?"

"What are teachers there for if not to help students solve difficult problems?"

"If my daughter has to do everything, then what’s the point of having teachers? Just give the salary directly to my daughter."

"In short, my daughter is here to attend class, not to be a mentor to others."

Gong Tao really couldn’t understand why there was this unjustified attitude from the teacher, and it was really troubling to think about.

If he had known these people would be so troublesome, he would have supported his daughter’s suggestion back then, and she could have still achieved good grades at home.

The more Gong Tao thought about it, the more he felt that his daughter studying at home would be better. What kind of good kids could such muddled teachers possibly educate?

Strong, fierce—that’s his old man, Gong Ruini looked at her father with absolute admiration. As for those dizzy teachers on the side, she couldn’t care less about what they thought.

"Dad, I support you. I’ve said all along that studying at home is absolutely fine."

"I have Brother Xu Ran to tutor me. How can I not do well?"

"Okay." Gong Tao didn’t want to look at these people’s faces anymore; if he had known it would be like this, he wouldn’t have given them some Northeast specialties during their home visit—should have fed them to the dogs instead.

Feng Xueyan was dumbfounded. She hadn’t even given Zhao Xuran a chance to speak, and yet, once Gong Tao came and heard her comments, he turned his back immediately.

Feng Xueyan really regretted it and shot a resentful glare at the person who interrupted earlier, thinking if it weren’t for him, Gong Tao might not have been so angry.

At least there could have been some room for discussion, but now there was no point in thinking about it anymore. Before September, there was no chance to change the situation.

As for what happens after September, it would depend on what Gong Ruini thought.

But looking at Gong Ruini’s face, cheering for her dad, she probably wouldn’t want to return to school.

Feng Xueyan was going crazy; this was beyond her control, and she had to go find the principal. Otherwise, if this was brought to fault, all those supposedly moral colleagues would scatter, leaving her to face the principal’s wrath alone.

Feng Xueyan couldn’t bear the burden of this situation.

If this issue couldn’t be handled well, she could forget about becoming the grade leader.

"I can’t make the decision on this; I’ll go find the principal." Feng Xueyan couldn’t dare to leave Gong Tao and the others in the office, fearing that in her absence, those so-called senior colleagues might say something infuriating.

Gong Tao didn’t want to see the principal. When the issue erupted so big before, not a single leader stepped in—now they’ve somewhat resolved it themselves, even less need for after-the-fact people to come out.

Seeing the pitiful Feng Xueyan, Gong Tao reluctantly agreed, for even if Ni Zi wouldn’t attend school, Zhao Guangran was still in their hands; he couldn’t let Zhao Guangran suffer.

Gong Ruini’s continued absence from class caused an uproar in the class, especially once they heard the reason; some people in the class started to cause trouble again.

Zhao Guangran was furious, "Really don’t understand why those incompetent ones are still in school."

Can’t teach a proper class, always misleading students—even if it’s an elective, they have such arrogant attitudes. It’s a mystery how they became teachers.

This time, they even made such a ridiculous suggestion; clearly, there’s a problem with their brains.

Zhao Guangran was in full support of Gong Ruini, "If Ni Zi just agreed, we’d be trampled on in the future."

Not pursuing it doesn’t mean there’s no anger, but some had the audacity to push Gong Ruini to face it, essentially forcing her to admit weakness, which only inflates some people’s egos.

Cao Na was also incredibly angry, "How can they do this?"

How could they do this, Zhao Guangran wanted to find out too.

Some in the class were sarcastically saying, "Isn’t it about being helpful and proving it at crucial moments?"

"Exactly, pointing a few things out before doesn’t equate to helping now, and when it comes time for real action, all they do is find excuses not to help."

Luckily, Gong Ruini’s grades impressed a lot of people, or else the commotion would have been much worse. Many people remained silent, avoiding taking any sides.

Zhao Guangran wanted to argue back, what they said was easy, yet none of them ever stepped up to guide anyone. Aren’t their grades good enough?

Cao Na pulled Zhao Guangran, "Don’t pay attention to them?"

"The more you pay attention to them, the more they’ll boast." Zhao Guangran was visibly frustrated, unable to see the mocking expressions, but Cao Na noticed them.

"If you cause a scene, it’ll make it look like we’re being unreasonable."

Zhao Guangran wasn’t the type to ignore good advice, and with Cao Na’s reminder, he started noticing some ill-intentioned expressions.

How could Zhao Guangran fall for it, "Hadn’t some claimed their grades were good, why don’t they step up and guide others?"

If they have the authority to criticize others, lead by example, "Aren’t class leaders supposed to serve the class anyway?"

Zhao Guangran, since he wasn’t a class leader, felt not an ounce of pressure saying that.