Switched Life:I Went Viral on a Family Variety Show-Chapter 80: The Reverse Curl Comes Into Its Own

The fans of the five guests formed an alliance to attack the official account, but as soon as they opened the comment section, they were dumbfounded.

[What principle was Sister Sang talking about earlier regarding finding the domain of a function when f(x) involves even-root operations? I just went back to rewatch it but couldn’t find it!]

[There was a question earlier where Sister Sang said it could be solved using the substitution method. Did anyone kind-hearted jot down the solution steps? Can you share your notes?]

The comment section is full of learning Q&A. Each thread is like a study group for mutual help.

The fans who came prepared to fire shots suddenly hesitated. With such a wholesome learning atmosphere, should they criticize it or not?

Chu Xi’s fans couldn’t hold back and were the first to start hurling insults in the comment section.

[Sang, you Bitch must be sleeping with someone! The pinned videos on the official account have been hers for two days straight!]

[We demand fairness from the show’s producers for every guest!]

[Please give Chu Xi her rightful pinned video treatment!]

The lively learning discussions were suddenly interrupted by such weird comments, and the studious crowd became enraged, grabbing their keyboards to lash back at Chu Xi’s fans.

[Damn it, are your brains full of holes? We finally got these learning compilation videos pinned, and here you are spewing nonsense!]

[Your Chu Xi is an academic disaster herself. If she really wants pinned videos, I’ll personally edit together her footage from today’s biology tutoring session with Sang Ning, where she couldn’t answer a single question, and post it on every major site with the title: "The Desperate Heiress Illiterate in Science."]

[Anyone who blocks my learning progress is cutting off my lifeline. If Sang Ning’s pinned study videos disappear tomorrow, I’ll summon my troll buddies to wipe out your fan plaza with flames.]

It didn’t take many rounds before Chu Xi’s fans were silenced.

Afraid that fans of the other four guests might come looking for trouble, the academic underdogs preemptively fired shots at them too.

[And Song Shiye’s fans can stop hovering around. Your idol is still begging Sister Sang for tutoring — do you have any shame left?]

[Shen Yi’s fans shouldn’t try to find relevance here either. Big-name influencers don’t need public favor?]

[And then there’s Chu Wei and Qin Kai’s fans — your idols focus on music and acting. They’re talented people; don’t stoop to playing traffic-pulling fan wars now.]

Under the official account’s post, most of those speaking up for Sang Ning were neutral passersby. The fans of the various stars couldn’t risk starting anything directly with them out of fear of ruining their idols’ public image.

Neutral passersby are the largest group. No matter who the celebrity is, they’re all in dire need of public favor. No one wants to incur public wrath over something as petty as disputing a pinned post.

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Sang Ning allocated an hour and a half to Sang Chuan and Song Shiye for solving problems. When they handed over their completed work for her to review, it was already 11 PM.

Sang Chuan thought he could finally sleep, but just as he stood up from his chair, Sang Ning called him back.

"Hold on. You’ve finished the problems, but you need to strike while the iron is hot. Let me go over the mistakes with you before you sleep."

Sang Chuan was exhausted, letting out a long yawn, his eyelids battling each other to stay open.

"Sis, enough is enough. I’m tired. Right now, there’s nothing more important than sleep."

Song Shiye was just as sleepy, but since Sang Ning hadn’t announced the study session over, he didn’t dare move. He discreetly pinched his thigh hard, his eyes wide like those of an owl.

"We’re studying together. How is Xiao Ye not tired, but you are? You’re such a slacker! If you don’t seize the moment, how can you catch up with progress in a month?" Sang Ning stared at Sang Chuan, her face showing her deep disappointment in him.

Being suddenly complimented, Song Shiye instantly perked up, feeling like he could do this again, and even stepped in with ideas.

"Chuan Chuan, you’ve heard of the stories about tying your hair to the beam and sticking needles into your flesh for motivation, right? If you’re really so tired, let me go find a rope to suspend your head!"

Sang Chuan’s mouth twitched hard, forcing a smile: "Haha, thank you so much!"

Then, he turned back to Sang Ning and said, "Sis, studying should be a balance of work and rest, right? What if I die from it?"

"You’re not dead yet, are you? If studying doesn’t kill you, then study as if it will. How many times in life do you get to relive your senior year of high school?" Sang Ning replied coldly, leaving no room for argument. "If you’re tired, I’ll use Mom’s meat-cleaving knife to draw some blood. That ought to wake you up."

She was still enduring despite normally being an advocate of early sleep. How could Sang Chuan have the nerve to call it quits first?

Sang Ning’s tone was so chilling that Sang Chuan couldn’t help but imagine the sharp knife slicing into his head, causing him to shudder and wake up instantly: "Alright, Sis, start explaining the problems!"

[I was ready to go to bed, but Sang Ning, Sang Chuan, and Song Shiye kept grinding. How can I sleep when they’re outpacing me!]

[Forget sleep! Everyone up and study now! There’s less than a year until the college entrance exams. Sister Sang is right — if studying doesn’t kill you, study as if it will. You can sleep all you want after the exams!]

No matter how high Sang Chuan’s IQ was, he still got many questions wrong on the first set of math problems. Song Shiye made even more mistakes.

Sang Ning patiently explained the problems to them in thorough detail, breaking them down until nearly 1 AM before wrapping up today’s math teaching session.

Although energetic during the explanations, as soon as she’d finished, Sang Ning felt like her brain didn’t belong to her anymore, as foggy as a lump of mush.

Meanwhile, after the problem explanations, Sang Chuan and Song Shiye were thoroughly alert.

Their confusion while solving the problems had completely cleared up, leaving them enlightened and filled with a strong sense of achievement from conquering math.

This sense of achievement gave them a renewed motivation. They didn’t feel like sleeping anymore and insisted on solving another set of problems.

Under the nightlight, a spark of urgency called the desire for knowledge lit up Sang Chuan’s eyes. Like an obedient elementary school student, he raised his hand: "Sis, can you give us another set of questions? Once we’ve finished, you can explain them to us!"

Sang Ning: ???

What’s going on here? Sang Chuan is starting to surpass even her in competitiveness!

Reluctant to curb Sang Chuan’s enthusiasm for studying, Sang Ning begrudgingly fought off her sleepiness and found two more sets of practice problems for him and Song Shiye. Making an excuse about the chilly yard, she retreated to her room, asking them to call her once the work was done.

In the yard, Sang Chuan and Song Shiye burned the midnight oil, brimming with energy.

Inside the brick house, Sang Ning dashed into her room and immediately dove into her blankets.

She was exhausted; the bed was her sanctuary!

Before she closed her eyes, Sang Ning remembered she hadn’t added Li Juezhou’s WeChat yet. She decided to do it before finally sleeping.

But just as she opened WeChat, she saw his friend request already waiting for her. She quickly accepted and sent him a message: [Don’t forget to send me a screenshot of your payment transfer.]

After sending it, she promptly closed her eyes, lying flat and motionless.

In a far-off conference room, Li Juezhou, busy with an international meeting, furrowed his brow slightly upon seeing the message. Why was she still up so late?

[Was today’s livestream stressful? Why aren’t you asleep at this hour?]

The message went unanswered, disappearing into the void as the meeting continued.

After the meeting, instead of going straight to bed, Li Juezhou, curious about what had worn Sang Ning out, fought his own sleepiness to watch the replay of her livestream.

When he saw her dragging her exhausted body back to the brick house, he understood immediately.

Even in such a state, she was still preoccupied with matters like repayment. She’s really hardworking, isn’t she? freёnovelkiss.com

Li Juezhou suddenly found himself in a dilemma. Where could he forge a fake payment record, and how much would be considered appropriate?

Meanwhile, Sang Ning had just entered deep sleep when urgent knocking at her door woke her.

Sang Ning sat up with her eyes closed, painfully tugging at her short hair.

Have those two kids solved the problems already?

She slowly opened her eyes and found the room’s light turned on. Hu Zhi was standing by the bed, yawning her head off: "I think Director Sun is here."