Oops, It's the Second Middle School! We're Fucked

"Do you have any new visions or goals for the new semester?" "Xiaoxin, please tell me." A mediocre boy stood up slowly. He had standard short hair and was considered refreshing. He had faint dark circles under his black-rimmed glasses. He faced everyone's gaze and slowly said, "Live on." "It's over, it's true, I agree." The fan at the back table smiled, silly, but the shrewdness in his bones was still visible. "Well, it seems that Xiaoxin is still very confident about studying in the new semester." The teacher smiled, slightly embarrassed, but then answered the question and came back with a high emotional intelligence. "Um, can anyone share with you, what are your plans for the new semester, or in other words, are there any weak subjects that need to be remedied?" The atmosphere is lively, perhaps even in the first few days of school. Those who have finished their summer homework are chatting and gossiping like the villagers and aunties; as for those who have not finished their homework... They have begun to "learn from it" for fear of entering that weird homework compensation class. "Fang Zhiwen, tell me, what weak subjects do you think need to be remedied?" Fang Zhiwen is a gentle and weak little boy who looks cheerful. If Xiaoxin wants to do what he wants, he is quite cute. He stood up in surprise. Maybe he didn't expect to be called on, so he was a little shy, "Um... I think it's Chinese..." "Oh, it seems that Fang Zhiwen is still very concerned about his weak subjects." "Except for this... Everything else is weak..." Fang Zhiwen hesitated for a while, then added in a low voice what he had not yet said. The first day of school...