Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities

Chapter 12

Today, a new classmate came to Helen's class.

"Hello everyone, my name is Jenson Newton."

Jenson smiled so charmingly that he attracted many girls in the class.

"Wow, isn't he Jenson from Class A?"

The girls were excited. Even Yvette Smith, who ranked first in the school, exclaimed that he was handsome.

Helen was sleeping on the table. Hearing the familiar voice, she looked up in irritation.

Such bad luck, she thought. Why did he keep following her?

"I'll just sit there." After Jenson finished speaking, he walked down the aisle. The girls looked at him expectantly until their gazes fell on Helen.

Why did Jenson choose to sit beside her? Could it be that he transferred class because of her?

Everyone was in disbelief.

He tilted his head and smiled maliciously. "Hello, my new deskmate."

Helen rubbed the pen and paper in her hand, feeling terrible.

"Hey, Helen! Are you mute?"

She didn't respond. Feeling ignored, Jenson was pissed off. Since then, she had never had a quiet moment.

"Hey, do you understand what the teacher said?"

"Helen, speak to me!"

Helen watched Jenson before her, still silent. Her reaction made him even angrier.

Toward the end of the math lesson, the math teacher, Gerard Ziegler, announced, "This class is over. Does anyone want to sign up for the Math Olympiad?"

Jenson turned the pen in his hand and asked, "Helen, do you know the Math Olympiad?"

Helen responded helplessly, "I only know a little bit."

"Is that so?"

He rolled his eyes, and an idea suddenly occurred in his mind. He shouted, "Mr. Ziegler, Helen said she wants to participate in the Math Olympiad!"

As soon as he said that, the classroom was in uproar.

"Is she serious? Did a country bumpkin learn Math Olympiad?"

"That's right! She must have overestimated herself!"

"Quiet!"

Hearing the students' discussion, Gerard cleared his throat and spoke tactfully to Helen, "You're new here, so you may not know the difficulty of the school's competition. How about you participate in it next year?"

Helen felt that everyone looked down on her. Originally, she didn't want to participate in it.

She knew about the Math Olympiad but did not intend to be in the limelight. But after what Gerard said, she had no choice but to participate.

"No, I'll participate this year."

"How about you consider it again?"

"Don't worry. My math scores are pretty good."

No matter how nice the countryside was, everyone thought she couldn't compare to those who had received high-end education.

Gerard was shocked by Helen's confidence and couldn't help but think of Helen as an ignorant girl.

After class, Jenson deliberately raised his voice and said sarcastically, "If you don't know the Math Olympiad, you can quit the competition! It won't be embarrassing!"

The phone in her pocket vibrated. Helen left her seat and walked out of the classroom, quietly taking out her phone.

"Helly, let's meet at the stairs."

She put away her phone and walked toward the stairs. Soon, she saw Taylor standing at the corner of the stairs from a distance, holding something unknown, waving and calling her.

She pressed his head and pushed him back to the stairs. "Keep your voice down!"

After checking that no one was nearby, she asked, "What's the matter?"

He gave her a document. "I heard that you'll participate in the Math Olympiad, so I prepared a question bank for you."

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She just signed up not long ago, and now everyone knew about it. It was probably Jenson who spread the news.

Seeing Helen was silent, Taylor asked, "Helly, why did you participate in the Math Olympiad? You've obtained so many academic degrees. I don't think you'll care about a small award."

She originally wanted to hide her wisdom. Unexpectedly, Jenson put her in this situation.

She shrugged. "It's hard to explain. But there is something I want to ask you about."

"What's it?" Taylor immediately pricked up his ears when he heard that there was something he could help.

"I saw my photo in Chandler's study yesterday. Did he ask you about me?"