I Became the Little Demon in Leading Role's Family-Chapter 137 - 138 He felt he might be dreaming

What was the scene like?

Just like snowflakes, 50-cent, one yuan, and two yuan notes fluttered down from Bai Xiang’s backpack.

So much money...

Their eyes all looked over.

One second.

Then they started eating.

Today’s mixed rice was so delicious—with carrot dices, potato dices, peas, cured meat dices, and tomatoes all perfectly mixed with the rice, it was just too tasty.

The scene Bai Xiang imagined where all three of them stared unblinkingly at him while he poured out money had not happened.

Actually, if they were all hundred yuan notes it might have made sense, and also, this behavior was pretty dumb, wasn’t it? You’d still have to pick the money up, right?

So why start pouring it out in the first place? Thought it was fun?

No, no, no, it was just plain silly.

Bai Xiang picked up the notes one by one, disheartened, only to realize they had already finished eating.

Bai Fei ate the last bite of her meal and then looked at Bai Xiang.

"Eat first, and you don’t have to wash the dishes; eat later, and you wash. We’re counting on you."

Then she put her bowl in the kitchen and began to help Bai Zhi prepare the ingredients for the braised eggs.

Bai Xiang ate alone, feeling a sense of abandonment, but today he was supposed to be the hero, having taken lots of big orders.

He had taken more than ten breakfast orders.

Wasn’t he meant to be praised?

When Bai Dan returned, he saw Bai Xiang with head drooped, looking aggrieved.

"Xiang, what’s wrong with you? Feeling down?"

Bai Xiang looked at Bai Dan in surprise.

"Second Grandpa, how did you know? You often get ignored just like me, right?"

For a moment, Bai Xiang felt like he found someone he could relate to and happily grabbed Bai Dan’s hand.

"That’s not it; I just think... you’re a bit slow, and a bit too sensitive."

Bai Dan thought for a long time before he came up with these adjectives.

Bai Xiang’s head sank even lower. He didn’t think these were good descriptions.

When the time to count the day’s earnings came that evening, they tallied it up together. They had made over two hundred yuan in the morning alone. Even after deducting costs, there was still 60 left. But this was just one day, and suddenly, they were full of drive.

In the future, they were bound to do even better.

Today was such a wonderful day.

Bai Xiang: "..." Today was a heart-stabbing day.

The boys: "..." Memorizing things for school is so hard.

Their parents all thought they were having some sort of episode.

...

On the second day of school, business was still booming; they even added another pot, and Bai Xiang had to make three trips in the morning.

The last trip... he was caught by a teacher. Bai Xiang wasn’t scared at all, acting as if nothing had happened.

"Teacher, good morning. You look very handsome today."

"Stop buttering me up. What’s that smell in your backpack?"

The teacher glared at Bai Xiang.

Bai Xiang immediately took out an egg and placed it in the teacher’s hand.

"Teacher, I didn’t eat breakfast, so I brought some food to school. You should try one; my sister makes them really tasty."

Bai Xiang wasn’t afraid of Teacher Lin at all because he was a foodie. Maybe he could even become a customer.

Initially, Teacher Lin didn’t want to accept it, but the aroma was irresistible, and the brown eggshell hinted at a very rich flavor.

As he wavered between eating or not, he realized Bai Xiang had slipped away...

"That little stinker. He sure ran fast."

Teacher Lin peeled it open and started eating it bit by bit, but his eyes suddenly lit up, and he devoured it all at once. He was left wanting more.

Thus, Bai Xiang successfully dodged punishment and even snagged a big client.

The atmosphere in class 2B today was particularly unusual. As soon as Old Xie walked in, he noticed it; during his lecture, there was no passing notes, no throwing paper balls, and nobody was blatantly sleeping.

Actually, he should have been happy, but there was just a teeny, tiny bit, really just a teeny tiny bit, of discomfort.

Of course, this discomfort wasn’t limited to him, the Chinese language teacher, Teacher Zhang, who had encountered them yesterday, felt it too.

Seeing Bai Zhi and Bai Fei show up in class 6-2, he thought he must be dreaming.

"I feel like I haven’t woken up yet, I’m going to step out for a moment."

As perpetual underachievers in his eyes, their sudden appearance in grade six seemed utterly abnormal.

He walked out of the classroom and checked the grade sign above the door.

It indeed read "Class 6-2."

Going back in, Bai Zhi was still there.

"It’s so strange, why do I keep getting it wrong today? I’ve ended up in the fourth grade..."

He stepped out again and checked once more.

"No mistake this time."

Walking in, he saw Bai Zhi and Bai Fei again.

"Bai Zhi, you’ve got it wrong, this is class 6-2, not the fourth grade."

Teacher Zhang looked at Bai Zhi and finally understood the issue; it was Bai Zhi who was mistaken, not him.

"Yes, teacher, I know. I am now a student of class 6-2."

"What?" Teacher Zhang’s eyes widened in shock as he looked at Bai Zhi, "You three are grade-skipping students, but how is that possible?"

He immediately realized his comment might be somewhat inappropriate and quickly corrected himself.

"I don’t mean it that way, I’m just amazed, how did you do it?"

For a student who had never passed before to skip a grade so suddenly seemed impossible.

"Teacher, after much reflection, I felt I should study hard. So my cousin and I sought out Bai Xiang and, with his help, we made rapid progress. I realized that I just hadn’t found the right method before..."

Bai Zhi realized that Bai Xiang really was an excuse that could be used anytime. Hmm, she’d reward her cousin with an extra... lollipop when she got home.

"Bai Xiang?"

Teacher Zhang stroked his cleanly shaven chin and thought about it; indeed, that was a student with excellent grades.

So, perhaps it was normal?

"Since that’s the case, then you must work hard. There’s only one year left before the exams, and I hope each of you can make it into middle school."

After Teacher Zhang finished speaking, he suddenly came to his senses that this was class 2B, and surely the others would start causing trouble again. Would it be whistling this time, or something else?

His gaze swept across the class, and unexpectedly...

Nothing!

Everyone was earnestly looking at him, why was today so abnormal?

What on earth had happened?

"Teacher, we will all work hard, right everyone?"

Bai Zhi’s mouth curled up in a smile as she gently looked over everyone.

"Right, right, right."

"Right."

Everyone responded in unison, thinking to themselves, don’t smile at us, your smiles are too terrifying.

Teacher Zhang was astonished to find the children of class 2B, who seemed to have had a sudden epiphany, were all seriously attending to the lesson. It all seemed so improbable.

But that was exactly the situation. They were all paying attention, taking notes, and his heart was pounding; they had finally come around.

Gao Liang: "..." It’s not that, we’re just afraid of being beaten.