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Chen Yushan thought he was just embarrassed and stuffed the fork into his hand. Le Zhishi could only say that he was allergic to many things in this article.
He didn't tell her about his allergens because Song Yu had repeatedly emphasized to him that he shouldn't tell anyone about his allergies, especially when his allergies were so severe that they could endanger his life.
"I see." Chen Yushan had to give up. "I saw it at your opening ceremony. It was so scary. Fortunately, nothing serious happened."
That's right. Fortunately, Big Brother was there. Le Zhishi responded in his heart.
When the program ended, Chen Yushan gave him an apple. Le Zhishi gratefully accepted it.
The evening self-study session would begin in ten minutes. Most of the students in the classroom were already in their seats. Only the student on duty who was responsible for cleaning was still mopping the floor. Le Zhishi, who had rushed back, panted and sat beside Jiang Yufan. "… I'm so tired."
Hu Xuan turned around from the front seat. "Le, we heard your broadcast today!" She gave him a thumbs up. "Nice!"
Le Zhishi was very happy at first. Then, he lay down. "But I had a lot of problems today."
"Tsk, I couldn't tell at all."
A boy sitting in Group 3 interrupted with obvious sarcasm. "Who said I couldn't tell? I heard it all. Le Zhishi, don't tell me you deliberately left the microphone on because you think you're good at singing?"
Le Zhishi was a little stunned by the sarcasm. He was usually very popular and didn't have any conflicts with anyone. He didn't understand what was going on.
"Ignore Zhang Chen." Jiang Yufan rolled his eyes and explained to Le Zhishi, "He's crazy. The girl he likes likes you, so he's being sarcastic to you."
Le Zhishi asked, "The girl from Class 11?"
Jiang Yufan's expression was full of disdain. "Exactly. I don't know how Zhang Chen found out. This guy used to come to Class 11 every day. He was so attentive. In the end, the little goddess confessed to you. It would be strange if he wasn't angry. "
Unexpectedly, Le Zhishi turned to face Zhang Chen with a serious expression. "Why should I be angry?"
Zhang Chen's eyes widened. "You're asking me why …"
"Are you hurt?" Le Zhishi asked again.
He was really curious, and Zhang Chen was also really speechless. Only Jiang Yufan was overjoyed.
Hu Xuan also helped Le Zhishi by retorting, "Zhang Chen, I can smell the lemon scent on you even though we're two groups apart. So sour."
Zhang Chen was exasperated. "Bullshit!"
The class monitor slammed the podium and threatened Zhang Chen with his eyes. Le Zhishi saw that Zhang Chen was so angry. He thought that he must really like that girl. Therefore, he wanted to find an opportunity to tell him that he was not with the girl he liked. He could still try again.
Besides, if this didn't work, he could always change to another girl.
Jiang Yufan also wanted to make a connection, but he thought better of it. He turned to Le Zhishi and whispered, "Le, I didn't get the rice ball you were talking about. I rushed over after class, but the boss said they didn't have it today. But I bought this for you. Dang dang dang dang! "He took out a box of self-heating rice from the drawer.
Le Zhishi was shocked, but he kept his voice low. "What's this …" He picked it up and looked at it suspiciously. "Won't I be kicked out by Miss Wang if I eat this?"
Jiang Yufan raised his index finger and shook it calmly. "Don't worry. According to a reliable source, Wang definitely won't be coming to the evening self-study session today. His car is no longer on campus, and he took the thermos from his office with him."
"But he said that he would be lecturing on papers during the evening self-study session yesterday." Le Zhishi remembered clearly.
The bell for the evening self-study session rang. Hu Xuan also turned around and supported Jiang Yufan in a low voice. "It's true. Wang seems to have something important to do today. When I went to pick up my homework, he wasn't in the office. And look … "
She pointed to the podium. "The class monitor is already sitting there. Wang definitely won't be coming today."
"And I've already helped you bribe the class monitor. I told him to pretend that nothing happened later." Jiang Yufan raised his eyebrows. "What do you think? Am I, your Brother Fan, still very reliable? "
"That's amazing." Le Zhishi gave him a thumbs up with both hands and turned to look at the packaging instructions for the self-heating rice. "I haven't eaten this before."
"Neither have I. But it should be like a self-heating hot pot." Jiang Yufan shrugged. "Put some cold water in it, and it will heat up by itself."
"Amazing …" Le Zhishi read the instructions carefully. "I'll use the bathroom to eat it later."
"It's okay. They're all eating in the classroom."
Le Zhishi shook his head. "You can't eat in the classroom."
The two fiddled with the rice for a while and added water according to the instructions. Le Zhishi waited for his rice with a curious and expectant heart. It was fish-flavored shredded pork, so it shouldn't taste bad.
The bell for the evening self-study period rang. The class monitor, who was sitting at the podium, said, "Miss Wang has something to do tonight. She won't be coming."
There was a burst of cheers in the class. The wave of cheers was stopped by the class monitor. Everything was going according to plan. Le Zhishi was a little happier.
"I'm going out later. Let me have a bite." Jiang Yufan bumped his shoulder. "I want to try it."
Le Zhishi gestured OK. "No problem. We'll each have one …"
Before he could finish the last word, Le Zhishi completely choked. Because a person he would never have expected walked into their classroom.
Some girls in the class exclaimed softly.
"Song Yu?"
"Wow, it's really Song Yu."
Jiang Yufan was also shocked. He slapped Le Zhishi's arm. "F * ck, why is your brother here?"
Song Yu didn't take anything. He walked up to the podium with a blank expression. The class monitor seemed to have known in advance. He got off the podium and returned to his seat to make room for him. Song Yu silently unbuttoned the cuffs of his school uniform and rolled up part of his sleeves.
Le Zhishi didn't know anything about this. He couldn't hide the surprise on his face. The surrounding students also looked at him with the mentality of watching a show. They were like audience members who had prepared their chairs for the show.
Standing on the podium, Song Yu raised his head and looked at the crowd. "Miss Wang has something to do and won't be here tonight. Since everyone is facing the problem of advancing to a higher school, she asked me to help share some of my experience in preparing for the middle school exam. "
These words were very official. Song Yu's expression and voice were cold enough. However, the junior girls in the audience were still excited.
Although the school had never held any kind of school hunk election, Song Yu's appearance made him the center of attention no matter where he went. In addition, he had the buff of being unapproachable and the halo of a top student. To be able to get close to him and help with the evening self-study was simply unimaginable.
A girl in the front row raised her head and asked Song Yu, "Senior, why did Miss Wang invite you?"
Song Yu had a slight obsession with cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder. He lowered his head and straightened the chalk box on the podium. He didn't even raise his head when he answered her question. He only said indifferently, "He used to be my form teacher."
"They're actually the same form teacher?"
"Wow … that's amazing."
"Then we're directly related!"
Le Zhishi also found it incredible that they were actually the same form teacher. According to this, Wang Qian came to teach their class after teaching Song Yu until he graduated from middle school.
That was also true. Every time their parents came forward, Aunt Rong would be in charge of him, and Uncle Song would be in charge of Song Yu. They didn't say anything, and Song Yu didn't mention it either. How would he know?
Song Yu went straight to the point. "The first class of the evening self-study session will focus on sharing information. In the second class, everyone will do their own homework. If you need any questions, you can come to the podium to look for me."
Jiang Yufan coughed and signaled Le Zhishi to lower his head and show him his phone from under the table. The phone screen showed that there was no form teacher in the class group. Almost all the students who secretly brought their phones had gathered in the group and were chatting in full swing.
[Is today the day our class's attractiveness index is at the top?!]
[Song Yu is really handsome. No wonder he's a frequent visitor to the confession wall.]
[You girls are too infatuated. You only know how to look at handsome guys. I'm speechless.]
[What do you mean only know how to look at handsome guys? We girls are more interested in looking at beautiful girls than you guys are.]
[Le, I think you're still the most handsome one. I support you.]
[There's a good show to watch.]
[Le, did you already know he was coming?]
How is that possible?!
Jiang Yufan lowered his head and typed quickly.
[I can testify that Le really didn't know. We just thought the class monitor was the one who was supervising the evening self-study session.]
New content quickly popped up on the interface.
[I'm so confused. Didn't he tell you that he's coming over?]
[Song Yu won't make things difficult for Le, right?]
[If you didn't do anything wrong, why are you afraid of ghosts knocking on the door?]
Le Zhishi didn't want to read anymore. When he raised his head, he happened to meet Song Yu's gaze. The way Song Yu stared at him was like a big cat. His eyes were cold and unfocused. He hurriedly lowered his head, put the comic book and his sketchbook on the table into the drawer, took out his teaching aid, and pretended to study seriously.
Although the chat group was in full swing, the atmosphere in the class was very quiet. Song Yu picked up a piece of chalk and wrote on the blackboard.
"There's less than a year until the middle school exams. The study plan for these two semesters is likely to change your ranking, so first, you have to have a clear goal and make a plan that suits your situation …"
As he spoke, a strange sound suddenly came from the class. It was like a small train. Many people heard it and turned their heads to look.
The sound was getting louder and louder.
The chalk stopped writing on the blackboard. Song Yu's hand stopped. However, he didn't turn around. It was as if he didn't hear anything. He continued to write what he wanted to write.
The other students looked at the source of the sound. Yes, the source of the sound was Le Zhishi. To be more precise, it was the box of self-heating rice in Le Zhishi's desk drawer.
At this time, Jiang Yufan also turned his head and met Le Zhishi's eyes. He mouthed silently, then wrote a sentence on the draft paper and pushed it in front of Le Zhishi.
[You can submit to the Social Death Group now …]
"Who was fighting? Le Zhishi? Are you kidding me … "
"No way, let alone fighting, Le Zhishi wasn't even late. Oh, except for the first day of school."
"I heard that he was helping the student from the next class who skipped a grade. I don't see the two of them interacting much. Is it worth fighting with someone like Wang Jie for him?"
"It was one against four."
"Damn, Le is awesome."
There were also people leaning against the window of the fourth group to look at the high school building opposite. The administrative offices of the head teacher and the head teacher were on the second and third floors of the building opposite.
"I can't see anything …"
"He's probably still lecturing? Maybe he'll come out later and write a self-reflection in the corridor. "
Jiang Yufan was very anxious and uneasy. He heard the girl in front of him mention the other person involved.
"Cheng Mingming. He has a grudge with Wang Jie for a long time. They were elementary school classmates. The last time I ate in the cafeteria, I heard him telling others that Wang Jie's family was very poor and that he stole his money. "
"Really? Then this … "
"Anyway, Wang Jie is not to be trifled with. He said that Cheng Mingming's parents don't care about him. I feel that Le has been cheated this time. He got involved in this kind of thing. Maybe when the time comes, both sides will go back on their words and Le will be in the wrong. "
Hearing the words "parents don't care about him", Jiang Yufan felt something. He was worried that Le Zhishi would be at a disadvantage, so he stood up and said that he had a stomachache to go to the toilet. In fact, he ran to the opposite school building.
In the office, Cheng Mingming, who was bullied, stuttered. The head teacher couldn't get an answer no matter how hard he tried.
"What happened? Why did they fight? "
Cheng Mingming shook his head vigorously. "It has nothing to do with me. I didn't hit anyone."
This wasn't the first time that Cheng Mingming and Wang Jie had a conflict. The head teacher was also aware of it. When he saw them, he guessed most of it. But what was strange about this matter was why Le Zhichi was involved. This child was famous for being an obedient and sensible student. All the teachers who taught him knew this.
Their homeroom teacher, Wang Qian, was also called over. The head teacher glanced at him. "He's from your class. You can ask him yourself."
Wang Qian knew Le Zhishi's character very well. He didn't go up to him and blame him indiscriminately.
"Le Zhishi, what happened?"
"Why did you fight with a classmate? This isn't your style. "
Le Zhishi lowered his head. The blood at the corner of his mouth had dried. He opened his mouth as if he didn't want to give a reason, but his attitude was very good. He directly admitted his mistake. "Miss Wang, I violated the school rules. I can write a self-reflection letter as punishment and stay in school for probation. You can deal with it directly."
Who knew that at this moment, someone would suddenly appear at the door and shout a report. Everyone turned around and saw Jiang Yufan's anxious face. "Teacher, Le Zhishi saw Cheng Mingming being bullied by Wang Jie. That's why he went to the bathroom. He didn't start this!"
Le Zhishi was afraid that Jiang Yufan would be dragged into this. He immediately said to Wang Qian, "Teacher, Jiang Yufan wasn't there."
Jiang Yufan was anxious. "I wasn't there, but someone saw it. A lot of students saw it."
Wang Qian glanced at Le Zhishi and said to Jiang Yufan, "Go back to class. This has nothing to do with you."
Although Jiang Yufan was unwilling, he had no other choice. He glanced at Le Zhishi worriedly and left unhappily.
The homeroom teacher from the next class didn't seem to want to interrogate this as an important matter. First, she judged that Cheng Mingming wasn't at fault and told the Dean to go back to study. Then, she questioned Wang Jie.
Wang Jie was originally listless from the beating and kept wiping the blood from his mouth with a tissue. However, after being interrogated, he became rebellious. "What did I do? This has nothing to do with him at all. He came up to me on his own accord. I wanted them to leave, but he turned around and punched me. He's crazy. "
His sidekick chimed in, "Yes! Le Zhishi was the one who started it! "
"We were even trying to stop the fight. I don't know why he went crazy and came up to hit us."
"Teacher, if you don't believe me, you can ask the people who were trying to stop the fight in the bathroom. They saw who started it."
"It was me," Le Zhishi admitted frankly. "I just wanted to hit him."
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