Switched Life:I Went Viral on a Family Variety Show-Chapter 44 Hehe, A Complete Waste in All Subjects

Sang Chuan walked over, his mind still groggy, but he instantly snapped awake when he heard Song Shiye being scolded.

What’s going on? Isn’t Song Shiye Sang Ning’s favorite?

Within a second, he figured it out—Sang Ning likes people with good grades.

Sang Chuan decided to ally with Song Shiye to jointly confront Sang Ning. Even slackers have the freedom not to study.

"Sang Ning, don’t go too far! Do we slackers have no dignity?"

Sang Chuan forcefully dragged the chair close, sat down with a menacing stance, and crossed one leg over the other.

He then raised his hand and gently patted Song Shiye’s shoulder, comforting him like a big brother: "Shiye, don’t be upset. It’s not our fault we aren’t good at studying—it’s the textbooks’ fault. They’re too hard on purpose, trying to confuse us."

Song Shiye lowered his head, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Sister Sangsang, I’m sorry. My poor academic performance is indeed my fault, and I’m willing to change starting today."

Sang Chuan: ???

[Song Shiye: Stop trying to drag me down. Who wants to be a slacker with you? I’m going to be Sister Sangsang’s one and only obedient little brother.]

[Sang Chuan: The world where only I get hurt has been achieved.]

Sang Ning’s tone softened a bit: "It’s okay. Realizing your mistakes and improving is the best thing you can do. There’s still a year left—if you work hard enough, you can still achieve decent grades in your academic subjects."

Song Shiye nodded firmly to show his resolve. "Sister Sangsang, don’t worry. Next year, I’ll definitely become your junior schoolmate. If I fail to get into the Film Academy, I’ll bring my head to you!"

He entered the entertainment industry to make money, and whether he studied well or not never mattered to him—it didn’t affect his earnings, after all.

But now things were different. Sister Sangsang didn’t like him being a slacker, so he had to change.

"Hmm," Sang Ning nodded slightly, then turned her gaze toward Sang Chuan. "You’re both slackers, but at least Song Shiye has dignity. Where’s yours? Other people know how to humbly accept criticism, but you keep arguing with me like an ETC toll gate."

"Fine, you can tutor Song Shiye. I won’t study, okay? Just let me rot and stink!" Sang Chuan responded with a bad attitude, standing up as if he were going to throw his chair and leave.

[Why does Sang Chuan act like a stone from a public toilet—both smelly and hard? Sang Ning wants him to study properly; is she trying to harm him?]

[Sang Chuan is just like my younger brother. Back then, he insisted on dropping out to work, and no amount of our advice could persuade him. He thought we were sabotaging him from making money. Now, after working at construction sites for a few years, he knows how tough it is, but it’s too late to go back to school.]

[Sang Chuan hasn’t yet experienced the beatdowns of society; that’s why he’s so oblivious to reality.]

[No worries. If society doesn’t step in, Sister Sang will!]

Sang Ning kicked Sang Chuan in the back of his knee, forcing him back into the chair.

Sang Chuan clutched his leg in pain, tears welling up as he looked up to see Sang Ning’s icy cold stare. Her expressionless words were chilling: "Try running again, and I’ll break your legs. I’m not joking."

No matter how many bitter tears he wanted to shed, Sang Chuan swallowed them all. He was officially scared of Sang Ning now.

[Forget societal beatdowns—Sister Sang’s kick is way more straightforward.]

[What’s the point of being a school bully and feeling all high and mighty? In front of Sister Sang, he has to tuck his tail in and play the obedient pup anyway.]

Song Shiye glanced at Sang Chuan and raised his eyebrow at him: "Chuan Chuan, don’t blame Sister Sangsang. She’s doing this for your own good. I really envy you for having such a caring sister."

"Scram—" Sang Chuan roared furiously, not even sparing a good look at him.

[Sang Chuan: You betrayed our alliance. From today onward, you’re no longer my Shiye.]

"I’ll give you a small quiz right now to test your basic knowledge and see where you’re at."

Song Shiye straightened his back and pricked up his ears to listen intently, while Sang Chuan remained slouched, indifferent, and barely interested.

Sang Ning posed five simple questions for each subject. Song Shiye managed to answer one or two for each, but Sang Chuan completely bombed—he couldn’t answer a single one.

Even a basic question like "What’s the fundamental unit of life?" saw Sang Chuan replying with "Bacteria."

[I can’t bear to look. If I were Sang Ning, I’d give up tutoring him immediately. He’s about to be a senior, yet he can’t answer such questions—no Immortal could save him at this point.]

[Sang Chuan: I don’t dislike one subject—I resent all of them equally.]

Li Juezhou also couldn’t believe that someone as sharp as Sang Ning could have such... an utterly clueless brother.

If push came to shove, he’d hire a team of top tutors for Sang Chuan.

Sang Chuan was hopeless across the board academically, and Sang Ning, a mere graduate from a regular college, couldn’t cover all subjects comprehensively in her tutoring.

Song Shiye exhaled in slight relief. Though his thoughts weren’t exactly morally upright, at least with Sang Chuan as the ultimate bottom-of-the-barrel case, he wouldn’t look so bad in front of Sister Sangsang.

At the same time, he also felt nervous for Sang Chuan. With his performance, Sang Ning was probably seconds away from flipping the table and walking away, fed up.

To his surprise, Sang Ning just nodded calmly at Sang Chuan. "Excellent. Your grasp of knowledge is truly pure—almost like a blank sheet of paper, offering immense room for creativity."

Sang Chuan: ???

He couldn’t tell if Sang Ning was complimenting him or subtly trashing him.

[I underestimated Sang Ning and simultaneously overestimated Sang Chuan. Sang Ning really is quite talented, while Sang Chuan is undeniably a purebred failure.]

[If Sang Ning decided to give up tutoring Sang Chuan right now, I wouldn’t utter a single complaint. This level of slacker is beyond salvation.]

"Give me half an hour. I’ll draft a new set of questions for you. They’ll have nothing to do with textbook knowledge—you just need to answer based on instinct." Sang Ning pulled a few blank sheets from the desk and started sketching on them with a pen.

Song Shiye leaned over to take a look and saw Sang Ning writing a line: "Which of the following figures is different from the other three?"

After jotting down the question, she began drawing four shapes by hand. They were so precise and three-dimensional that they looked like they’d been printed by machine, despite being drawn freehand!

Song Shiye had initially wanted to ask what this was, but the remarkable skill left him speechless, making him stare dumbfounded at the paper.

Seeing Song Shiye so mesmerized, Sang Chuan couldn’t resist leaning over as well. After one glance, he too was stunned, his jaw dropping as if it might hit the floor, unable to utter a single word.

Was his sister really this amazing? So amazing he wanted to kneel in awe!

The viewers were on edge, eager to know what Sang Ning had written to shock both Song Shiye and Sang Chuan like this. Could they get a peek?

Just as the viewers were itching with curiosity, Sang Ning’s behind-the-scenes filming was finally revealed.

Earlier that morning, Director Sun had informed the camera crew to follow Sang Ning, Sang Chuan, and Song Shiye as they began their studying session.

Filming behind the scenes was tough—since Sang Ning was so driven, the crew had no choice but to keep up, making the cameraman the earliest riser in the production team!

As he approached and saw her sketching lines and shapes, he intentionally zoomed in close with the camera.

And upon seeing what she’d drawn, even the cameraman was left dumbfounded.

Holy crap, was Sang Ning really this skilled?