Uncle's Love: My Sweet Little Wife
Chapter 61 What Should I Do with You?

Being mocked by her teacher made Arya unhappy.

She stepped on the stool and looked down at him.

"Do you dare to bet with me that Kara will be admitted to School of Arts in University A?"

The teacher raised his head and glared at Arya. He was so angry. He knew that Arya liked to cause trouble, but he didn't expect that she would be so arrogant. "Arya, get down!"

"Don't you dare, sir?" Arya raised her chin and sneered disdainfully.

"If you don't, take back what you said. Don't restrict others' life by your narrow vision!"

She had long been displeased with this physics teacher. He exaggerated the importance of the college entrance examination. He said that if they would not be accepted by a good college, their lives would be

over.

So what? The college entrance examination was a springboard to enter a good college, but getting into a good University did not mean that life was perfect.

What if she couldn't go to college? Was there no future for her?

What a joke!

The sunlight outside the window fell on Arya. Kara raised her head and looked at Arya's figure against the light. She felt that Arya was tough this time.

Every time someone bullied Kara, Arya would stand up for her.

When would she become strong enough to protect Arya?

Life in the third year of high school was dull. It was all about studying. Heard Arya's words, the students were excited. They, in glowing eyes, stared at Arya who was standing on the chair, patting the table to cheer her up.

This was awesome!

The teacher flushed in his face as he pointed at Arya, speaking without thinking.

"Arya, don't talk nonsense. With Kara's intelligence, you will definitely lose this bet!"

'Sir, I'm here. Is it proper to curse me like this?'

Kara stared at her teacher angrily.

"Alright!"

Before Arya could reply, Kara calmly spat out a word.

Arya was stunned for a second when she heard Kara's answer.

It was rare that Kara was so serious. Arya smiled and turned to look at her teacher with a provocative gaze.

"If you lose, reverse the order of your first name and last name. Or, leave this school!"

This physics teacher's surname was Fisher, and his name was Man. If they were written together, it would become Fisherman.

"Fisherman, interesting!"

The students whispered the teacher's name and covered their mouths with laughter.

"What are you laughing at? Go to study." The teacher was so angry that he glared at Kara with cold eyes, "You are not a hard-working student, but a boaster. Overestimate yourself!" Kara took a step back out of fright, her face slightly pale.

But she thought of what Arya had said. She could not restrict her life just because of others' words.

Regardless of whether she could make it, she had to give it a shot!

And Uncle James said that he would help her realize her college dream.

She gritted her teeth, picked up the physics test paper, boldly imitated Arya, and stepped on the chair.

She lifted her physics paper into the air. "I'll get into the School of Arts in University A, even if I don't learn physics from you!"

"Wow!"

"Bravo..."

In the third year of high school, every student was studying under high pressure. The teacher who should motivate them the most actually discouraged them. The suppressed atmosphere simply couldn't make people breathe.

Kara's words thrilled all the students. Some of the students even cried out.

Everyone wanted to be a straight-A student, but there were many reasons why they couldn't make it. If teachers put all the blames on the students instead of reflecting on themselves, the students would be under a lot of pressure. And it would be easy for them to feel inferior and even got worse scores.

"Stop messing around. Be quiet!"

Mr. Man shouted to keep the students quiet, but no one listened to him.

In the end, he had no choice but to point at Kara angrily and scolded. "Kara, remember what you said. Don't take my class from now on!"

"Don't worry. I will accompany Kara and skip your class!"

Arya jumped down from her chair and helped Kara down. They walked out of the classroom together.

Elisa stared at their departing figures and complained in her heart that Arya was messing around. If Kara didn't attend the physics class, how could she deal with the physics exams?

But Elisa didn't dare to leave now. So she decided to talk to Kara and Arya after school.

Kara followed Arya to the commissary. After she took a sip of the water that Arya handed over, she recovered herself.

"My God, my feet feel like jelly."

If Arya hadn't supported her, she would have fallen down.

This was the first time she had spoken loudly to her teacher. Although she was happy in her heart, she was more afraid. Would she be absent from physics class from now on, for sure?

Her physics grades were the worst in the class. She had endured all kinds of sarcasm from her teacher for a long time.

The teacher looked down on her and even called her stupid. She simply couldn't bear it!

Thus she said such heroic words out of excitement. She literally couldn't believe that she was a diamond in the rough!

"Are you alright now?" Arya laughed and patted her shoulder.

"Yeah." Kara felt very warm with Arya by her side. "Arya, are you so confident that I can be accepted by the School of Arts in University A?"

Arya shrugged and replied calmly. "Didn't you say that Mr. James would tutor you? Mr. James is a legendary genius. It shouldn't be a problem to do that, right?" Kara staggered and almost fell.

It was a piece of cake for Uncle James to be admitted by the School of Arts in University A.

But not for her!

When Kara did her homework in the study in the evening, she kept her head down, not knowing how to tell Uncle James about the trouble she caused.

"Is there any toffee under the table?"

"Really?"

Kara looked under the desk. She was wondering how could there be some toffee in Uncle James's study.

"No."

"Stupid girl," James was amused by her and rubbed her head as if he was touching a kitten. "Kept lowering your head. Did you make a mistake?"

"Yes."

"Tell me."

James sat lazily on a chair. The precious pen in his hand knocked on the table, and she was nervous.

"Uncle James, I bet with the physics teacher that I can get into the School of Arts in University A, even if I don't attend his class."

She was quite angry, lowering her head.

All of a sudden, James held her chin with one hand and stared at her in surprise.

"Is this the reason?"

"Uncle James, it is my fault. I was too impulsive. Impulsiveness is the devil. I will apologize to him tomorrow." She admitted her mistake without any guts.

James pursed his lips and looked coldly at her foolish appearance. There was nothing he could do about it.

"Since you don't want to study physics, don't do it."

"What?"

Kara was puzzled. Uncle James was not comforting her, right?

"I've studied your exam papers. Most of the physics questions that you do correctly are out of your speculations. The chemistry and biology scores fluctuate, so the room for improvement is greater." Kara looked at the tip of his pen knocking on the exam paper. Her heart followed the tip of the pen to go up and down. She was rather nervous and she even sweated in her palms.

In particular, when she heard him read the scores in his low voice, she was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look at him.

"Physics. You can get twenty to thirty points by guessing. It's a waste of time to do it carefully." James touched her head and comforted her.

"If you utilize the time saved in learning physics to study chemistry and biology, your scores can be increased by at least 30 points." "Uncle James, I don't get it. Don't tease me."

The grades could be increased by 30 points, even if she didn't study physics. Was that possible?

Uncle James, even if she was not a top student, she could do the simple calculation!

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