The rolling knife meat travels through the book, and the scumbag father and grandparents are left wi

"I'm discussing with Yang Fan the issue of repaying a life-saving favor with one's own body." Sui Yi looked at the dean righteously and puffed out his chest.

The dean of studies didn't say a word and directly grabbed her ear.

"It hurts..." Sui Yi said with a grin, "Director, please let go. If you do this to me again, I will file a complaint against you at the Education Bureau."

"Okay, go ahead." The Dean of Studies said firmly, "But before you complain, I will call your aunt and tell her about your recent performance in school."

"Don't..." Sui Yi immediately backed off: "Let's talk it out nicely. Director, you are such a big leader, but you always complain like a little kid. How embarrassing!"

"Come with me." The dean grabbed Suiyi's ears and dragged her to the corner: "You little bitch, you'll make trouble if I don't keep an eye on you."

"How am I being naughty?" Sui Yi's voice was full of dissatisfaction: "I just want to show my classmates' love, let others exercise their bodies, and do some work for me, so that I can spare time to study the issue of ascending to immortality."

"Tell me, where did you hide the novel again..." The dean of studies was really full of worms.

Watching the two people gradually going away, Yang Fan's eyes were rarely tinged with a hint of envy, but then it dimmed again.

"Director, that kid doesn't look good." While sweeping with a broom, he said to the supervising dean, "Is he fit for school in this condition?"

"I'm not saying this, but the school is really unreasonable. They recruited him before he's fully recovered. What if something happens again?"

"Are you willing to do that?" The dean said helplessly with a hint of anger in his tone, "His parents are worried that his studies will be affected, so they strongly request that he come back to school. What can the school do?"

"Is Xuexi their son or is Yangfan their son?" Suiyi was also a little indignant: "This guy is not normal but still studying. I think Yangfan's parents should go see a psychologist."

"Maybe they are the ones who are sick. Yang Fan was fooled by them."

"Alas," the Dean sighed, "We have also done some research. Yang Fan's father is not well educated and has no idea how serious Yang Fan's situation is."

"His mother devoted herself to her son and was unwilling to believe that the excellent son she had brought up was ill."

"The school has also done some ideological work for them, but the effect is minimal."

Not only that, they also thought Yang Fan was being pretentious.

Yang Fan is a minor and all decision-making power lies with his parents. This creates a dead end and the only victim is Yang Fan.

"These days, men and women who want to have children should be given an exam, and those who fail the exam should not be allowed to have children." Suiyi complained: "People like Yangfan and me have unreliable parents, and we are lucky to have survived."

"Tsk, life is so hard."

The dean nodded in agreement, then he came to his senses and said seriously, "Stop talking nonsense and get to work. You won't be allowed to eat if you don't finish your work."

"Yes..." Sui Yi hummed listlessly: "Zhou Paopi, you are not a human being. White-haired girl, you have a miserable life..."

"Shut up!" the dean said with a dark face, "If you keep complaining, you won't get to eat."

In order not to go hungry, Sui Yi decisively shut up, and the head teacher finally had some peace and quiet.

"Classmate Yangfan, can you add me on WeChat?" Yangfan, who was forced by Suiyi to do volunteer work, was also forced to give his WeChat ID.

Seeing Sui Yi taking out a cell phone from the lining of his school uniform, Yang Fan stopped what he was doing in surprise.

"Hurry, check the WeChat ID, don't get caught by the dean." Sui Yi said as he looked around for the enemy like a thief.

After not hearing a reply for a long while, Sui Yi turned around and looked at Yang Fan.

"Hey, do you have to be so unkind?" Seeing Yang Fan pursing his lips and lowering his head with a stubborn look, Sui Yi complained dissatisfiedly: "We are friends in need. It's just a way of contacting each other. What do you mean by making things difficult for me?"

Yang Fan opened his mouth and closed it again.

After staring at him for a while, Sui Yi asked uncertainly: "You... don't have WeChat?"

Yang Fan remained silent and lowered his head a little.

Oh my god, is there still WeChat these days?

Is it okay to send all the class learning tasks on WeChat?

"How do you usually do the homework and tasks assigned in class?" Sui Yi asked rudely.

Yang Fan lowered his head and stammered, "Mom will tell me."

Well, there is not even a mobile phone.

Isn't this too much?

It made her feel suffocated.

Sui Yi thought for a while, and then Yang Fan saw her groping around and taking out a pink cell phone from the lining!

Yang Fan's eyes were a little wide.

Sui Yi handed the pink mobile phone to Yang Fan and said, "Here, this is my old mobile phone."

"Don't look at it as old, it has made great contributions to my school life."

"I just got it back from the Dean of Studies two days ago, and I was just thinking about how to deal with it."

"Throw it away. I'm nostalgic. Keep it. It's useless."

"It's just right to give it to you so that it can continue to shine."

In fact, Suiyi kept this old phone for future use.

If she gets caught again, she won't be at a loss, right?

"Hurry up and take it. If the dean sees us, we're all done for."

Sui Yi moved quickly and without giving any room for rejection, he stuffed the phone directly into Yang Fan's pocket.

"I'll get you a card tomorrow, and you'll be a mobile phone user from now on."

Alas, I feel like an old mother, with endless worries.

The next day, during class, Yang Fan kept looking towards the door involuntarily, and he didn't even know what he wanted to look at.

It wasn't until Suiyi's figure appeared at the door that a hint of nervousness and anticipation appeared in his eyes.

In the evening, Yang Fan had just put down the pen in his hand when his mother walked in with a foot basin and a loving face.

"Xiaofan, have you finished your homework?" Mother Yang placed the foot basin next to Yangfan's feet, naturally reached out to take off his socks, and then put his feet in warm water.

"Soak your feet and go to bed quickly. You have to get up early to study tomorrow..."

Mother Yang finished washing Yang Fan's feet while still nagging, then took the foot basin out and closed the door.

Yang Fan took off his clothes and got into bed like a puppet. He covered himself with the quilt and turned off the light. After a while, the door was quietly opened and a figure tiptoed to the bedside in the dark and tucked the quilt in for Yang Fan.

After the visitor left, the door was closed again and Yang Fan's eyes suddenly opened.

He buried his head in the quilt, turned on his pink phone, and a message asking to add a friend popped up.

Yang Fan, who had absolutely no experience, was nervously looking for the button to pass.