Drama Queen Reborn as a Top Student!
Chapter 92: Some people are elated in the spring breeze, while others are disheartened.

Chapter 92: Some people are elated in the spring breeze, while others are disheartened.

The young girl’s conversation was poised and confident, easily garnering affection.

Sister Zhao’s smile grew even more enthusiastic, as she made room next to her: "Young lady, sit here."

Shen You’an obediently sat down, with Zhang Jian seated opposite her.

Shen You’an opened the lunchbox, revealing four dishes and a soup.

Steamed bass, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, mushroom vegetarian abalone, celery shrimp stir-fry, and carrot pork knuckle goji berry soup.

Not only were they nutritious and delicious, but the colorful arrangement also lifted one’s mood.

"Young lady, did you make all this?"

Shen You’an picked up a disposable bowl, smiling as she served a bowl of soup and placed it in front of Sister Zhao.

"Try it first before you comment."

The aroma was so enticing that Sister Zhao didn’t hold back, lifting it up and taking a sip.

"Mmm, so good, eh? This taste is a bit familiar."

Shen You’an placed another bowl in front of Zhang Jian: "You give me too much credit. Where would I get such skill? It’s lucky if I don’t blow up the kitchen."

"Haha, I thought so, this is Wangyue Building’s signature dish. Once you’ve had it, you can’t ever forget it."

Wangyue Building is a nationwide high-end restaurant chain, unaffordable for regular folks. She only had it once while tagging along with a well-to-do person.

Zhang Jian looked quietly on; his niece sure wasn’t ordinary.

Shen You’an pushed the dishes to the center: "Sister, please help yourself too."

"This... doesn’t seem right."

The cafeteria food was atrocious, and seeing the dishes Shen You’an brought made it even harder to swallow.

But she still had to be polite.

Zhang Jian spoke up at this point: "Sister, I can’t finish it all by myself. Help me out, so we don’t waste food."

Sister Zhao gladly accepted, feeling quite content inside.

Song Qi watched from a distance, scoffing softly.

Sure knows how to build relationships.

But Sister Zhao is a shrewd one; flattery tactics won’t work on her.

"An’an, may I call you that?" Sister Zhao asked as if chatting about family matters.

"Of course."

"You still look like a student, right? Is school starting soon?"

"Yes, freshman orientation is the day after tomorrow."

"High school, huh? My daughter will take the high school entrance exam next year. Which high school are you attending?"

Sister Zhao’s question was just a casual one.

"Lanya High School."

"Cough cough..." Sister Zhao choked, turning to look at the calm-faced young girl beside her.

"What high school?"

Zhang Jian chuckled: "You heard right—Lanya High School. My niece, she’s smart; I’ve never had to worry about her studies since she was little."

Sister Zhao suddenly remembered something and earnestly examined the young girl: "Zhang Jian, what’s your niece’s surname?"

Zhang Jian was usually very low-key and never bragged at work, so his colleagues never knew he had a niece who was the top scorer in the high school entrance exam.

This time, Zhang Jian straightened his back and proudly announced: "My niece’s name is Shen You’an."

Sister Zhao suddenly gasped, her chopsticks trembling slightly.

"This year’s top scorer in Qingzhou City’s high school entrance exam, Shen You’an? Zhang Jian, you sure know how to keep a secret. The top scorer is your niece!"

Co-workers at the neighboring table, who were eavesdropping, were all greatly amazed, sizing up the young girl with the distinctively cool aura.

Nowadays, people place great importance on education, firmly believing in the life credo that knowledge changes destiny; thus, the competition starts from the womb. From childhood through adulthood, they miss no extra classes or competition classes. The more ambitious parents even nurture their children’s artistic talents outside these classes, in dance, ballet, piano, painting, just in case they hit jackpot. Particularly in Qingzhou, a major educational province, this intense parental competitiveness permeates every household.

However, children under this exam-oriented education system tend to be highly capable of handling pressure academically but lack flexible thinking. No matter how hard they work, there is a limit to their intelligence.

Parents are also ordinary people with average intelligence. No matter how much they push their children, they can’t suddenly turn into prodigies. In fact, this oppressive education often leads to psychological issues during adolescence, serious enough to impact their entire life.

Sister Zhao’s child is a vivid example. She enrolled her child in all kinds of extra classes from a young age, hoping to lay a solid foundation. She’d rather have her child resent her now, than blame her later for a mundane life.

But the child does not understand her intentions. Despite pouring so much money and effort into her child’s education, all she’s getting in return is mediocre grades and a rebellious, resentful glare.