Chapter 1073
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However, before he could make a move, Pei Xiubai and Fu Ye found out about this matter. They caught the person and taught him a lesson. Only then did he behave himself.
Little Lu Li didn't know about this at all. She was still studying hard, thinking about how to earn a lot of money in the future and become a rich fish.
Pei Xiubai couldn't guarantee that Little Lu Li wouldn't be targeted again when he wasn't in school. He only asked Fu Ye to keep an eye on her.
Fu Ye patted his chest. "Okay, your sister is my sister. Leave this to me! I promise I won't let my sister be bullied! "
Fu Ye was very popular. Moreover, he had many brothers in the family. He had a good relationship with them.
His family's cousins were all studying in this school. They were basically from primary school to junior high school. If he wanted to know about Little Lu Li's situation, he just had to send a message in the family group.
Someone had heard about the incident where Little Lu Li was almost bullied and reported it to Fu Ye.
That person originally wanted to find trouble with Little Lu Li tomorrow. Who knew that Fu Ye would bring someone to teach him a lesson today? He was extremely unlucky.
After sending Master Pei away, although Fu Ye didn't insist, Fu Ye still helped Pei Xiubai apply for both today and tomorrow's leave.
In the office, the homeroom teacher was so angry that he laughed.
"This Pei Xiubai is really getting out of hand. It hasn't been long since school started and he has already applied for more than 20 leave. Since he doesn't like to go to class, why is he still in the third year of junior high school?"
The homeroom teacher obviously didn't know that Pei Xiubai didn't want to study in the third year of junior high school. It was his father who forced him to.
Of course, the homeroom teacher was only complaining symbolically. However, if Pei Xiubai stopped studying, he would be the first to disagree. After all, he was such a good seedling.
Fu Ye said, "Teacher, you can't say that. His father is sick and is about to die. Let alone him, if it were me, I wouldn't be in the mood to go to class …"
It would have been better if he didn't say this. Once he said this, the homeroom teacher became even angrier. "What do you mean by dying? You were deceived by him!"
“？？？”
The homeroom teacher took out the stack of leave requests from before and was expressionless.
Of the 20 times, at least 15 of them were when his father was about to die of illness. It was either late stage liver cancer or late stage stomach cancer. In short, there was no organ in his body that was free of cancer. I tolerated those and approved them for him. But later, he was even more ridiculous. He actually said that his father was caught for going to prostitutes at night and couldn't go to self-study at night … "
Fu Ye: "…"
During the day, he would lie in the hospital to see a doctor, and at night, he would lie in a nightclub to visit prostitutes.
Uncle Pei's life was really colorful.
But no matter how colorful it was, it could not hide the fact that he had been deceived.
Fu Ye: "…"
How infuriating!
The thought that Pei Xiubai didn't have to come to class tomorrow made him even angrier.
Fu Ye returned to his seat. Before he could sit down, he was stopped by Liu Jiaming, who was sitting behind him. "Pei Xiubai isn't coming to class tomorrow?"
For some reason, Liu Jiaming's eyes were inexplicably empty, as if his soul and self-awareness had been sucked away. He looked a little dazed and wooden.
It was different from his usual cheeky self.
However, Fu Ye didn't think too much about it. He was angry at the moment. He nodded directly, but he didn't expose Pei Xiubai's lie. "His father is sick. He went back to take care of him."
…
However, the next morning, Fu Ye entered the classroom with a thick piece of toast in his mouth and sleepily looked at the person next to him. He was still shocked.
"Didn't you say yesterday that you wouldn't be coming to class today?"
Pei Xiubai still looked indifferent as he fiddled with the sandwich in his hand. "My father has recovered from his illness, so I came over."
At the mention of this, Fu Ye remembered how he had been deceived so badly yesterday. He even foolishly helped someone apply for leave. He immediately gritted his teeth and his tone became even more sarcastic.
"Wasn't Uncle about to die of illness? He was cured in one night? "
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