Parent Group—
Parent 1: Like.jpg
Parent 2: Like.jpg +1
Parent 3: I genuinely don’t even know what to say. I feel sorry for Director Wu.
Seeing that the situation was getting completely out of control, Luo Zhiyu slipped out through the back door of the school’s auditorium, only to run into Xiao Yan, who had also slipped out.
Not Cicada: This happened so suddenly. Wiping sweat.jpg
Stinky Orange: Caught completely off guard. Wiping sweat.jpg
Not Cicada: Then I think we’d better scatter when trouble comes and each fend for ourselves.
Stinky Orange: This is the conclusion you came up with after thinking for so long? That’s it? That’s it?
Not Cicada: This is the best solution for now.
Stinky Orange: You’re trying to buy an overnight train ticket and run away again. Upside-down smile.jpg
Not Cicada: Weren’t we supposed to keep this between you, me, Heaven, and Earth?
Not Cicada: I wanted to ask, now that this has happened, does the IOU still count?
Stinky Orange: ? You want to welsh on the debt? I agreed to do your homework, not clean up after you.
Not Cicada: I was just asking. Don’t get worked up.
Not Cicada: Then how are we going to explain this?
Stinky Orange: I don’t know anything. I’m just a tool.
Stinky Orange: My dad even asked me just now why I was hanging around with that little bastard from the Luo family again.
“Um.” Fan Yue found the two of them at the back door. “You two have gotten yourselves into trouble. Go to the Student Affairs Office and turn yourselves in.”
Fan Yue: “Also, why are you two standing face-to-face while chatting on WeChat?”
No. 1 High School Campus Forum—
【Explosive! Today’s new scoop. You absolutely won’t regret clicking! Come quickly!】
1L: Let me carefully sort out the whole cause and effect. First, let me laugh for a while.
2L: Is the OP planning to go straight into UC after graduation? What a title. You’ve already recovered from the sadness of the midterms this quickly?
3L (OP): Aha! In the face of truly explosive news, what the hell do midterms count for? I only got a fraction of my math score. I don’t even care anymore.
4L: What happened? Hurry up and spill it. Don’t keep me hanging. Tell your grandpa the whole beginning, middle, and end.
5L (OP): Just now, the parent group asked to see the homework of outstanding students. Old Wu said the outstanding students at our school all have first-rate attitudes toward homework, and then hahahahaha, when the photos were compared, Luo Zhiyu’s homework was written by Xiao Yan.
6L: Damn, that’s impressive. Speaking of Xiao Yan saying he wanted to treat Luo Zhiyu better, he really is doing a great job. I’m jealous. #XiaoYan?NotABadAlpha#
7L: They aren’t even in the same class, or even the same grade. Getting caught like this is just unbelievably unlucky.
8L: Can we get the current coordinates of the people involved? I really want to watch this in person.
9L: Coordinates: Student Affairs Office. Tourist group, click me to form a team. Setting off immediately. Schadenfreude.jpg
“You two……” If Wu was forced to describe his current feelings, they were a mixture of joy and sorrow. “What am I supposed to do with you two? Could you at least give me some face?”
“How about…” Luo Zhiyu took half a step backward. “We just let nature take its course?”
Xiao Yan took a whole step backward. “Make a big problem into a small one?”
“Let it quietly blow over?” Luo Zhiyu tactically retreated.
Director Xu put on a stern face and knocked on the desk. “Be serious. Come back here. If you two retreat any farther, you’ll be out of the office.”
Both students fell silent. Director Wu had a pretty good temper and wasn’t particularly willing to scold the two of them either. “Since when did your relationship become this good?”
Director Wu couldn’t understand it. A few months ago, Xiao Yan had been drenched in peach-flavored soda, and now he was willingly doing Luo Zhiyu’s homework.
Director Wu reflected on things. He had always emphasized that the two students should get along well, and the two students were exceptionally perceptive. Had they misunderstood his meaning and gone way too far in their efforts to become friends?
Director Wu felt that it was necessary to teach according to the students’ individual circumstances and guide them properly. For the tiny possibility that these two students might actually be friendly toward each other, endless criticism and scolding wouldn’t solve the problem. So he stopped Director Xu from continuing his lecture and found an excuse to send him out of the office.
“How many days has it been since you two last fought?” Director Wu asked the two students standing at attention in the office. “Have you two been getting along better lately?”
Luo Zhiyu: “If we don’t fight tonight, it’ll have been two weeks.”
“Not bad. That’s progress. It’s certainly better than fighting at the drop of a hat before.” What deserved praise still had to be praised. Director Wu changed the subject. “However, when I said I wanted you two to have a good relationship, I didn’t mean for you to do his homework.”
“Director, you’ve misunderstood.” Luo Zhiyu politely objected. “He and I don’t have a good relationship. This is a heartless transaction. Sooner or later, I’ll have to do his homework once too.”
“And Director Wu, don’t you think there is too much homework for first-year students? There are a lot of unnecessary repetitive exercises……”
“Ow.” Luo Zhiyu added fuel to the fire, only to get kicked by Xiao Yan and shut up.
Xiao Yan explained, “Director Wu, don’t listen to Luo Zhiyu. We were busy with Student Union work over the weekend, and he couldn’t finish his homework. I only helped him after making sure he’d already mastered that portion of the material.”
Bullshit. He’d clearly been forced into it.
Xiao Yan: “Otherwise, why didn’t I imitate his handwriting when I did it for him? I just naturally left my own handwriting behind.”
Bullshit. He simply couldn’t imitate it.
But that didn’t matter. Director Wu only wanted an explanation—something that would allow everyone to save face.
“All right. I’ll have the first-year teachers see if the amount of homework can be adjusted appropriately. You two aren’t allowed to do this again. The teachers want you to get along better and stop fighting. Other than that, there are plenty of things you can do, aren’t there?”
“Okay.” Luo Zhiyu readily agreed. “Besides doing each other’s homework, there are plenty of other things we can do.”
“Okay, okay. Goodbye, Director.”
The two people involved began making their escape. As soon as they opened the office door, they encountered a sightseeing group led by Lu Minggui.
“Detention, copying a self-criticism, and sweeping the floor—a complete package?” The sightseeing group was eager for details.
“No complete package.” Luo Zhiyu was thinking about how to deal with his older sister. “Move, move. Go back to studying.”
Luo Sixue: Have you made up a story?
Not Cicada: It’s supposed to be a true story. How could I make one up?
Luo Sixue: Here’s the microphone.jpg
Not Cicada: That bastard Xiao Yan insisted on doing my homework for me. His purpose was to make me sit back and enjoy the benefits, corrupting outstanding student Luo Zhiyu. His crime is unforgivable.
Luo Sixue: Get lost, get lost, get lost.
Not Cicada: Then another version…… One day, Xiao Yan found a homework book on the road. After opening it, he thought the questions were really fucking interesting.
Not Cicada: Fuck, I can’t make this up anymore.
Not Cicada: He really did do my homework, but I didn’t go shopping with him. That’s it. Fierce.jpg
Not Cicada: [Red Envelope]
Luo Sixue: Fine. Your sister knows absolutely nothing.
After the midterms and the parent-teacher meeting, No. 1 High School’s sports meet was finally coming up. For an entire week, all the classes were busy signing students up for events. Sports-meet promotional posters were also put up beside the blackboards in every classroom. Luo Zhiyu, Xiao Yan, and the others’ names were written in the lower-right corner of the posters. They had squeezed in time to make them during this period.
“Luo Zhiyu, do you want to sign up for the sports meet?” The class monitor held out the registration form. “I saw how damn fast you ran when you chased after the school heartthrob during military training. How about signing up for the short-distance running package?”
“I’ll pass.” Luo Zhiyu handed the registration form back. “To prove that my sense of collective honor is still alive, I’ll cover the bottled water and snacks for Class 3 during the sports meet.”
Although an obvious short-distance runner was unwilling to sign up, the class still erupted in cheers.
In the Student Affairs Office activity room, Fan Yue and the others were repeatedly going over the registration lists for the various classes.
“Luo Zhiyu isn’t participating?” Tang Yuan held the registration form submitted by Class 3, Grade 10. “He’s really fast when he’s chasing people.”
Xiao Yan was wearing headphones and playing a game while lying by the window. Hearing this, he said, “When he was still a sixth-grade elementary-school brat, he fell while running the hundred meters. He went home crying, and I happened to see him when I was passing by after school.”
Fan Yue: “Pfft.”
He really couldn’t imagine Luo the Little Tyrant walking home while crying.
A small tangerine flew through the air and hit Xiao Yan on the head. Luo Zhiyu stood not far outside the window, holding a bag of little tangerines.
“Let me see who’s talking about my embarrassing history.”
Xiao Yan: “……”
Luo Zhiyu had come to get a leave slip approved. The sports meet lasted three days, and he had nothing to do, so he wanted to take the opportunity to sneak home for a visit. Xiao Yan was in charge of leave slips, so he had specially bought a bag of tangerines as a bribe.
“What disease do you have?” Xiao Yan pulled out a leave slip.
“Do I have to be sick?” Luo Zhiyu was conflicted. He put the tangerines aside and sat down opposite Xiao Yan, propping his chin up with both hands as he stared at the person across from him and fell into deep thought.
“Leave slips aren’t that easy to approve right now. Next week the school will be partially open, so you can go home then. This week, leaving campus isn’t recommended.” Xiao Yan tapped Luo Zhiyu’s head with his pen. “Come on, tell me. What’s wrong?”
“Then I’ll say I’m in heat.” Luo Zhiyu slammed his fist on the desk. “Can I, brother?”
“I feel really awful right now. I’m dizzy.” Luo Zhiyu had already prepared his lines: Should he perform immediately or take a number and wait his turn? “My whole body feels weak.”
Xiao Yan: “……”
Xiao Yan raised a hand and checked Luo Zhiyu’s forehead. Then he reached over and rubbed Luo Zhiyu’s hair, smiling as he said, “Trust me, an omega’s heat doesn’t look like this. You definitely weren’t paying attention in physiology class. Next time, no one’s going to help you change your answers.”
Luo Zhiyu pouted.
There was nothing he could do. He hadn’t experienced an omega’s heat yet, so it was genuinely difficult to make up a convincing story. Besides, the physiology class hadn’t even covered this topic yet.
“If you’re in heat, go to the school clinic and get an injection. The school clinic can handle it. That’s not a reason to leave campus.” Seeing how much they were struggling over here, Fan Yue reminded him, “After we finish writing your leave slip, you still have to take it to a teacher for approval. That’s the troublesome part. It’s not that Brother Yan won’t let you leave.”
“There is one reason that can get you off campus,” Tang Yuan reminded him. “I used it last year. I said I was pregnant. I was shameless enough to do anything just to go home. Why don’t you try it too?”
Xiao Yan: “……”
Luo Zhiyu: “……”
“Don’t bring that up!” Fan Yue snapped. “It’s still on the forum. Every now and then someone digs it back up with a Luoyang shovel. It’s so embarrassing.”
“Brother Yan, is it still in time for me to curry favor with you?” Luo Zhiyu peeled a tangerine for Xiao Yan.
“Too late. You just threw one at my head.” Xiao Yan reached out to take the tangerine, but Luo Zhiyu handed him the peel and ate the tangerine himself.
“How about you just don’t leave?” another Student Union member suggested. “On Sunday, we’re short one campus-radio announcer. Want to come? Just show up for the closing ceremony in the morning. You get one point toward your conduct evaluation.”
“Oh, like that?” Luo Zhiyu asked. “Who am I partnering with?” He was picky about such things.
“Yan Zihan from Class 6.” Xiao Yan checked the schedule. “Want to do it?”
“I’ll do it!” Luo Zhiyu agreed. “Call me Sunday afternoon.”
Sunday afternoon was the closing ceremony of No. 1 High School’s sports meet.
After a day and a half of sporting events, Luo Zhiyu, who had spent two days as an idle member of the population, wore his red-and-white school uniform and sat properly on the podium, flipping through the sports-meet evaluation results submitted by the various classes.
“By the way, how are things going with Big Spicy Strip?” The closing ceremony hadn’t started yet, and Luo Zhiyu was chatting with Yan Zihan. “Last time you said you were going to go singing with him.”
“We broke up.” Yan Zihan said it indifferently. “His pheromone doesn’t taste authentic enough.”
Luo Zhiyu: “……”
I really don’t understand your spicy-strip hierarchy.