The Rebirth Of A Fashion Mogul

In the Mathematics Classroom,Song Xia was Shen Xue desk partner and to her right was Mo Zixuan and Jin Yu's desk. The teacher of the class was Teacher Wan Mu . He was a young teacher in his late twenties and the type of person who wanted to be ' friends ' with his students. However,he was a mediocre teacher that looked down on poorer students and curried favor with those who were rich or had powerful families behind them.

So ,for this social climber who blended into the background the students didn't hate him nor did like him .It was a known secret that they only reason the school choose him was the fact that the previous Mathematics teacher for their grade suddenly had to resign for health reasons. At the time the school signed a 3 year contract with Teacher Wan and thus couldn't get rid of him.

" Good morning,class! Let's get started!" He gestured to the problem on the board with his left arm trying to show of his new IOP-BLU watch . It was a decent 2nd tier domestic watch brand that he obviously couldn't afford on a teacher 's salary unless he'd been saving for months. Another bad habit of this young teacher is that likes to live beyond his means and was neck up in debt.

There were three problems on the board which looked similar to each other. Class 1 was an AP class so they also took advanced calculus. While Wan Mu looked around the class his eyes locked into the target .

" Song Xia! Come up and solve the problem! Since, you like to miss school and haven't attended my extra classes I'm sure it will be easy for you."

The half bright and sarcastic tone he took on automatically made Song Xia repulsed.

A teacher's job was to teach, inspire and support. However, some educators really got a kick of insulting, mocking and taunting their students. In her previous life she had encountered such people and pushed into the depth of her mind.Yet, now as she noted Teacher Wan's half curled lip and mocking glint in his eyes she remembered all those instances.

The kindergarten teacher who laughed at her attempts at reading;the bigoted high school teacher who secretly insulted her and the sėxist military instructor who ignored her efforts.

From his body language Song Xia deduced that Wan Mu was trying to instigate trouble. However, the big question was why?

Wan Mu watched the girl come up to the white board and contemplated why Mr.Pei wanted to punish her? She was a quiet, hardworking student but maybe she wasn't as innocent as she appeared...

Apparently, she had changed a lot since her previous year and was now working as a model. Like most teachers he too disapproved of part time jobs firmly believing that a student's job was to study. Another well known fact was that the entertainment industry was a messy place.

Song Xia was a beautiful girl and could have easily found a golden master to support herself and buy her those fancy, new clothes.

Wan Mu really detested girls that got sugar daddies. Maybe, she wanted to break away from Mr. Pei so he wanted to punish her.

" Hurry up! Song Xia , we cannot wait all day for you!"

Wan Mu comment domineeringly. He was sure that she wouldn't be able to do this university level problem. It was quite tricky and was on the level of the Provincial Mathematics Olympiad. Perhaps, the only person in the class who could manage such a problem was Mo Zixuan .

Mo Zixuan was the school Director's grandson and heir to one of the richest families in G City. A nova rich family unlike old powerful families but the were fairly powerful. That being said he was already taking a few advanced mathematics and economics classes outside school.

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Looking at the correct answer in removable , black whiteboard marker was a slap to Wan Mu's face and ego. He couldn't believe that she managed to work out such a difficult problem in less than 7 minutes. He knew honestly speaking that it would take him almost 15 minutes to solve such a problem.

" Well, Song Xia. It wasn't a bad attempt at solving the problem but it seems like you made a mistake here."

While double checking the equation Wan Mu tried to pick out on the most complex part.It wasn't incorrect but how would the other students figure that out?

" If only you were here during last weeks class then you wouldn't have made such a mistake!"

He sneered while lying without a conscious.

Song Xia kept quiet and looked back at the equation on the board. Before she could respond a masculine,calm voice sounded.

" Teacher Wan , perhaps you could elaborate? Since , I have the same answer as Song Xia."

Looking at Mo Zixuan 's serious and deadpan expression Wan Mu's hands became clammy.

" Ah... is that so..." He stuttered trying to untangle himself from his lie. How could he have forgotten about Mo Zixuan?

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Song Xia ignored her impending headache as a mixture of emotions ran through her body.She wanted to be calm but was angry. She wanted to be mȧturė but really wanted to laugh at this teacher who tried to imply he was mistaken due she answered the equation hence he became confused . Another thing she felt was grateful that the usually stoic and aloof Mo Zixuan would speak up for her due to the incessant targeting of this teacher.

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Wan Mu slumped over his desk and uncomfortably tugged at his sweat soaked shirt.While he drowned in self pity and embarrassment he realized that he couldn't cause trouble for Song Xia anymore. Remembering ,Mo Zixuan and Shen Xue's polite and somewhat hidden remarks made him flinch.

' It seems like the only way to make Mr. Pei happy now is to get his step-daughter in the top class....'