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Chapter 63 - 63 63 Unbearable Past Shame and Humiliation of the School Seeking First Subscription Seeking Monthly Votes

63: Chapter 63: Unbearable Past, Shame and Humiliation of the School (Seeking First Subscription, Seeking Monthly Votes) 63: Chapter 63: Unbearable Past, Shame and Humiliation of the School (Seeking First Subscription, Seeking Monthly Votes) After exchanging a few pleasantries, Xia Keke’s family said their goodbyes and left.

Anyone with eyes could see that the principal wasn’t there just to say congratulations to Qiao Yu for scoring such a mediocre grade.

Besides, the scores had already been checked, and important guests had arrived at their home, so staying longer would be quite inappropriate.

Xia Keke really wanted to stay and hear what the principal had to say to Qiao Yu, but she was ultimately afraid of getting in the way of Qiao Yu’s important business, so she chose to leave smartly.

But after returning home, her excitement over her daughter getting into the Big Four universities was significantly dampened.

Even Old Xia felt a bit disinterested.

Even though 669 was obviously higher than 635, from the principal’s behavior, it was clearly the other way around.

This might have something to do with Xia Keke not planning to continue at Railway First Middle School.

But Old Xia could clearly see that Principal Zhang’s eyes glanced at their daughter briefly before settling on Qiao Yu, and there was a gleam in his eyes, one of appreciation.

“This kid Qiao Yu, usually doesn’t show off, but suddenly comes through at the critical moment,” Mommy Keke remarked as the three of them sat on the sofa.

“What do you mean doesn’t show off?

Brother Qiao Yu used to not care about exams at all; he was planning to make money and support the family earlier.

It was Teacher Lan who found his talent in mathematics and charted a path for him that let him both earn money and go to school, which made him decide to take exams seriously,”

Xia Keke, sitting in the middle, loudly corrected.

In the past, when she said this, the adults at home certainly wouldn’t believe it, so she was too lazy to argue with her parents.

After all, when adults took the stance of not wanting to argue with you, it was really frustrating, and as a daughter, she had no way to refute them.

Now that she had concrete evidence, she could finally tell the truth openly, and it felt great.

Sure enough, this time neither her dad nor her mom argued back.

After a moment of silence, Mommy Keke suddenly came to a realization: “Actually, come to think of it, it’s been four years since Old Qiao passed away, right?

The pension wasn’t much, at most around a hundred thousand, and even though Qiao Xi hasn’t worked all these years, they’ve still managed.

It must really be Qiao Yu finding ways to make money.”

Old Xia couldn’t help but retort: “What are you saying, what money could a little kid like him make?”

“Huh, what do you know, Brother Qiao Yu started making money back in elementary school.

Whenever a teacher assigned craftwork, many students in the grade went straight to Qiao Yu for help, and he’d earn ten bucks for each one!

I told you both back then, but you just brushed me off,”

Xia Keke said proudly, grabbing a pillow from the couch and burying herself in it.

“Alright, alright, you’re right!

But how much could you really earn just by making crafts?

Do you even know how much it costs to maintain a lifestyle like theirs for a year?” Old Xia said grumpily, almost pointing out that kids today don’t know the cost of living.

This time Xia Keke hesitated for a moment, then said softly, “Brother Qiao Yu specifically told me before, I’m not supposed to tell outsiders about his money-making tricks.”

“Are we outsiders too?” Old Xia exclaimed in frustration.

He could understand a daughter being close to someone else, but this was going too far.

“Alright, actually Qiao Yu also did homework assignments for others and signed forms.

And let me tell you, the homework Qiao Yu did for others, teachers couldn’t tell the difference.

He said those who asked him to do their homework had terrible handwriting, so he just scribbled something.

The easiest money was from imitating parents’ signatures for classmates, though there was a risk because sometimes teachers would chat with parents on WeChat.

But some parents weren’t too attentive to teachers on WeChat, so he could get away with it, and those classmates were his regulars.

He’d earn twenty for each signature!

But the real money came from getting perfect scores for classmates during exams, that had the highest price because many classmates got cash rewards at home for high scores.”

Hearing this, the two adults were dumbfounded.

Honestly, they would’ve never thought in a million years that Qiao Yu would open up so many ‘businesses’ among a bunch of elementary school students.

I mean, are elementary students these days this loaded?

“Wait a second, Qiao Yu helped those classmates cheat on exams and never got caught?

And how could he ensure they’d get perfect scores?

Did he just let them copy his paper?

Didn’t your proctoring teachers spot anything?” Old Xia pursued.

“No need for that!

Brother Qiao Yu would directly imitate classmates’ handwriting during exams, just writing their name on the paper.

Then he’d solve all the questions correctly.

For those who paid, he’d just put their name on the paper, scribble a few multiple choice questions, as he didn’t care about his own scores anyway.

Brother Qiao Yu said directly selling answers was too risky, because notes could easily be caught by teachers.

But by directly writing the paper for others, there was hardly any risk.

Even if teachers knew a classmate was cheating, as long as both denied it, it was hard to find proof.

Plus, teachers thought Qiao Yu was poor at all his subjects, so they’d never suspect he did the work.

And Brother Qiao Yu was very careful; he never got high scores in all subjects for one person, he’d spread it across three classmates.

This way, the total score wouldn’t seem too outstanding, and teachers would just think those poor students happened to try harder in those subjects lately.

Oh, right, Brother Qiao Yu even made money playing table tennis.

Even though he never told me how exactly he earned it, he treated me to Haagen-Dazs the summer he graduated elementary school, saying he made a fortune from table tennis.

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