Another strategy? If the target is the enemy, then it's fine.

Wen Wen had a pretty good relationship with his English teacher privately, but ever since what happened last time, he always felt that there was something wrong with the way his English teacher looked at him.

That inquiring look scared him so much that he feared that the English teacher would make the matter public the next second.

Lu Yu'an didn't lie, he had stomach problems, mild gastritis, and it wasn't entirely caused by Wen Wen's celery buns.

In the past, he would only eat a bite of the bun before studying, but today, in order to avoid being discovered by Wen Wen, he waited until the get out of class was over before starting to eat breakfast.

I didn’t expect that the first bun I picked up was a celery bun.

He didn't want to let Wen Wen down, so he endured the nausea and finished the bun.

After he had prepared himself mentally, when he picked up the second bun, he found that it was a coriander bun. He was so angry that he almost laughed. Wen Wen was really going to break all his dietary restrictions.

He endured the intense discomfort and ate the second bun. When he was eating the third bun, he would rather faint there.

For a moment he wondered why he had to eat the breakfast prepared by Wen Wen.

Is he some kind of cheapskate?

The third bun is a bun with a mixed flavor of celery and coriander.

Lu Yu'an had never eaten buns of this flavor before. It was the first time he knew that such a thing really existed in the world.

After all, he was ignorant. When he was trying hard to swallow the last bite of bun, he wanted to use soy milk to send the bun off for the last time. It was this mouthful of "soy milk" that almost killed him in the classroom.

That thing would make him frown whenever he dreamed about it.

He swore that in all his life he had never eaten so much coriander and celery in a day.

Today, he experienced these two things that he hated the most at once.

He suddenly realized that no time in his three years of high school seemed to be worse than today.

"Wen Wen, let's talk about it. Don't send me buns anymore, okay?" Lu Yu'an said unexpectedly.

"Sure, Brother Lu." Wen Wen said without hesitation, "What do you want to eat? I can bring you something different for breakfast every day."

"Today I can teach you how to beat up the principal, tomorrow I can teach you how to take the college entrance examination for five years and how to stir-fry for three years, and the day after tomorrow I can teach you how to set sail from school for youth, what do you think?"

Lu Yuan: “…”

"Wen Wen, I suddenly feel that it's a pity for you not to become an online writer. It's a waste of your talent."

Wen Wen waved his hands and said, "It doesn't matter. The online literature world has only lost one Wen Wen, but Brother Lu, my feelings for you are different. My love for you is stronger than gold. I am willing to go through fire and water for you to express my noble apology."

"I accept your apology, please leave."

Wen Wen glanced at the watch on his wrist and saw that Lu Yu'an had recovered quite well and was not as half dead as Jiang Xian had said. He stood up and turned away without any reluctance.

"I won't bother you anymore. You should have a good rest. I will step back for a moment."

Wen Wen left without any reluctance. Lu Yu'an stared at his back until his figure disappeared. He was still staring in that direction in a daze.

After some time, he sighed softly and turned his gaze back to the vocabulary book.

He just clapped his hands and left. He really didn't care about his own feelings.

He didn't care whether it was a joke or not.

Wen Wen dawdled until the get out of class was almost over before returning to the classroom. He whispered "report" and returned to his seat.

Things like reporting have always been just a formality, as long as you have done it, and generally speaking, once you have said it you can go straight back to your seat, which reduces the interruption of the teacher's progress.

Lu Xia glanced at Wen Wen, said "Come find me after class", and continued teaching.

Wen Wen felt a little regretful. If he had known earlier, he would have come up later.

"Wen Wen, have you learned to skip classes?" Lu Xia leaned back and looked at Wen Wen leisurely.

"No, teacher, please listen to my explanation."

"Okay, explain it."

"Teacher, I just had something very important to do, can you understand? It's really not that I don't want to take your English class. You know, I admire you very much, and I also like your teaching method. My favorite subject is English. How could I skip class?"

Lu Xia smiled and said gently, "Go on, I'll watch you do it."

Wen Wen felt it was a pity that Lu Xia was not the class teacher. She didn't need to be angry. Just the fact that she spoke to you in a very gentle manner was enough to make people scared.

Rather than the head teacher being angry, he was more afraid of Lu Xia smiling at him like that.

He had an illusion that Lu Xia was smiling at him one second and would punish him by making him copy words 500 times the next.

Thinking of what he had just done in that class, his eyes suddenly became determined.

"The principal often says that caring for classmates is a good virtue. We high school students should learn to help each other. My deskmate behind me is sick. I was just taking care of him in the infirmary. That's why I didn't attend the English class just now."

Lu Xia still smiled: "Very smart, now you know to move out the principal."

Wen Wen also smiled at him: "How can that be, teacher? I just listen to every teacher and do what students should do. Learning is important, but friendship is also a very valuable thing. If we only care about an English class, I will not care about it, which will make that student feel heartbroken. Teacher, you can understand me, right?"

Lu Xia nodded: "I can understand you, but that doesn't mean I can let you go."

Lu Xia continued, "I've been waiting for this day for you for a long time, you know that? Either you copy the words 500 times, or you take part in the English competition, and bring Lu Yu'an with you. Neither of you can be missing."

Wen Wen: (?Д?) T_T (ー_ー)!!

Wen Wen: "Then I'll just copy the words."

Lu Xia gave him a thumbs up: "Have you memorized the 3500 high school words? Copy each one 500 times. If I find out you're cutting corners, I'll double it. Not twice, but ten times."

Wen Wen: “…”

"Teacher, don't you think your request is a bit excessive? It's fine if I go, but you want Lu Yun'an to go too. Don't you know that Lu Yun'an and I are irreconcilable? I thought I was your only sweetheart, but I didn't expect that your heart has now been given to Lu Yun'an. In this case, there is no need for us to communicate anymore."

Lu Xia looked at him like he was crazy: "Then there's no need to communicate. Go away. Remember this 500 times."

Before Wen Wen could show his excitement, he retracted his expression in time: "...Actually, teacher, I think we can still communicate more."