Host, the villain's corruption level has exploded!

Chapter 642: Look at this test paper, is it passing or failing? (15)

As the bell rang for the last class, Song Zhishu let out a breath and smiled apologetically at Xiao Lewei, who was biting her pen across from her: "Sorry, it's so late, let's go now."

The little white dumpling reminded her that Min Xiuze had just left when Song Zhishu took Xiao Lewei's hand and tilted her head to look at her: "Do you have your own car?"

Xiao Lewei nodded obediently: "Yes! Let's go together!"

She must protect Teacher Song! She mustn't let those bad people lay a finger on her!

Song Zhishu's home was neither too far nor too close to the school. On the way, Xiao Lewei was so shocked by the two large red floral fabrics that Song Zhishu had prepared in advance that she remained silent the whole way and didn't say a word.

Once downstairs, she ripped open the large red floral cloth. Song Zhishu, who was over there, was frantically tidying up while calling out loudly, "Teacher Xiao! Wait for me! I'm coming up to get it right now!"

Jiang Chu was woken up by her voice and saw Song Zhishu's anxious back. Mi Dou saw Xiao Lewei in the distance and waved her little hand.

Before Xiao Lewei could retaliate, Song Zhishu came downstairs again, carrying the medicine she had hidden in her clothes.

Jiang Chu called out anxiously from behind, "Slow down! Slow down!" She shook her head, then remembered the food in the kitchen and went back.

Song Zhishu was panting when she happened to see a figure swaying slightly at the entrance of the garbage dump not far away.

Finally caught up

When she handed the medicine to Xiao Lewei, Xiao Lewei looked worried and asked, "Teacher Song? Are you alright? Actually, you don't have to return it."

Song Zhishu was momentarily out of breath, so she walked deeper into the area, leaning against the white willow wall, then looked up at the moon, her voice gentle and soft: "What's owed should be repaid." Xiao Lewei wasn't in a hurry to go back either. She glanced at the figure under the clear moonlight and couldn't help but ask, "Teacher Song, why are you writing notes for Min?"

Xiao Lewei has just begun her splendid life, only just started. The distance between her and Class 8 is both vast and long, and she will encounter countless teachers along the way. She still has many questions and confusions to face.

Song Zhishu didn't mind if she found something in herself, or rather, something from the original owner of the body.

She did not have the luck to save the country or turn the tide.

She just wanted to save one person.

Song Zhishu's lips curved like crimson, as if she had plucked the moon's luster and watched the stars tumble.

Even a withered flower can bloom in a hundred ways.

She turned her gaze and looked at Xiao Lewei. The mist in her eyes churned, then was gently touched by the soft moonlight, revealing a gleaming holy light.

"I've heard some things about him, and I think we're similar." "But we're not similar at all."

The spring breeze is faint, yet it still echoes through the lonely cloud.

"I am an undeniable symbol in the pen of luck, while he is a brand forged in the shadows of society."

“I want him to break his sorrowful bones, to understand the pity of the heavens, to have his own soul, and to embrace his beloved.” Song Zhishu rested his eyes again, letting the fleeting light and shadow dance across his body: “And all of this is based on knowledge and power.”

She suddenly looked at Xiao Lewei: "Only knowledge can soothe some of the grievances and curses, and clarify some of the lofty ambitions."

“He absolutely cannot become an evil spirit because of this terrible society, his body covered in flesh and blood, but his soul merely an empty prison.”

Xiao Lewei stared blankly at her eyes.

Even though there was only a sliver of moonlight, it made it difficult for her to extricate herself, slowly sinking into the shock that resonated in her soul.

These were words Song Zhishu could only say to her, and only she could understand them. "I understand! I understand! Zhishu!" Xiao Lewei excitedly gripped her hand tightly. "I believe in you! You can do it! I will do everything in my power to help you!"

Song Zhishu neither nodded nor shook her head. She chuckled softly, her voice husky as the spring breeze enveloped her.

"One hand cannot clap."

Seeing her like this, Xiao Lewei became very anxious and blurted out, "If you don't succeed, I'll quit!"

Song Zhishu was somewhat surprised and was about to speak when another beam of bright light shone through.

The male protagonist, Sang, rolled down the car window and looked at Xiao Lewei with deep affection: "Teacher Xiao, I've finally found you!"

The delicate atmosphere was broken. Song Zhishu smiled as she watched Xiao Lewei, unusually grumbling, being shoved into the car by An Zheng. In the end, she didn't forget to wave frantically through the rear window, signaling her to hurry back.

Taking advantage of the late night and the thin moonlight, Song Zhishu boldly looked at the figure from before, who was still standing there, seemingly lost in thought.

However, her mission was accomplished, and the rest was up to Min Xiuze.

If Song Zhishu had said these words to Min Xiuzhe face-to-face, she would at best be labeled as presumptuous, and at worst, she would have been punched. However, if she said these things to Xiao Lewei and Min Xiuzhe "coincidentally" overheard them, the outcome would be different.

Even if Min Xiuze wasn't moved by her words, Xiao Lewei's statement "I'm quitting" would still make him seriously consider the issue.

The female lead is always the object of the lovestruck male supporting character's affections.

Song Zhishu didn't think too much about it and left the long, boundless night to Min Xiuzhe.

She played with Mi Dou in a good mood for a while, then declined Jiang Chu's invitation to dinner. Glancing inside casually, she saw Mi Dou still hunched over the table, deep in thought, during mealtime. Seeing her expression, Jiang Chu kindly explained, "This kid, I don't know what's gotten into him. He used to be holed up in his room at this time, pretending to be a Power Rangers character. Today he's suddenly become studious, saying his homeroom teacher encouraged him to study hard so he can carry on the Power Rangers legacy when he grows up."

Song Zhishu couldn't help but chuckle. She had been thinking about Min Xiuzhe all day and had forgotten to check Jiang Fengcheng's name. Now, however, she didn't need to; he was in her class. Just as Jiang Chu had said, this kid only liked Armor Heroes. He was usually quiet and reserved, honest yet with a touch of adolescent angst, and a passionate spirit beneath that angst. He liked to hide in his room as soon as he got home. Since she had just moved in, the two of them hadn't met before.

She decided to visit him tomorrow and get to know the young man.

After saying goodbye, Song Zhishu went home, took a shower, and began her long skincare routine. But being a girl, she didn't find it troublesome at all; on the contrary, she enjoyed it.

After carefully selecting from the original owner's fashionable and high-quality clothes, Song Zhishu still chose a relatively loose floral dress.

The branches extend long, connecting with the cool, clear light.

Song Zhishu got up at six o'clock sharp the next day, completed all the pre-departure tasks in an orderly manner, and set off under the half-gray sky, carrying a bright red floral cloth.

Thinking about the potential confrontation with Min Xiuzhe this morning, Song Zhishu became increasingly alert and prepared for anything. She arrived early; morning reading was for Chinese. After entering the classroom and writing down her reading assignment, she turned around and saw Bai You smiling at her with her small schoolbag slung over her shoulder.

Compared to before, Bai You is now much more comfortable talking to her. After a few casual words, Bai You gets into reading mode.