Host, the villain's corruption level has exploded!

Chapter 678: Look at this test paper, is it passing or failing? (51)

In the past, Minxiu would have thought that Song Zhishu was lifeless, but now he always felt that something was strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

He knows where it hurts the most when you hit someone, and he knows how to minimize the damage when you are hit, but he can't tell whether Song Zhishu is angry or not.

Min Xiu only stood there for a short while before disappearing into the wind.

Song Zhishu looked down from upstairs and chuckled softly, "They really left swiftly."

[Host, are you angry?]

She drew the curtains and replied, "No." [Huh?]

"Just annoyed."

Min Xiuze tends to act impulsively and recklessly when it comes to Xiao Lewei's affairs, and she was prepared for this long ago. However, when the time comes, she is bound to be unhappy.

There's still plenty of time.

She yawned, feeling sleepy and her eyes were blurry. She had spent the whole afternoon making chili water, using an extremely spicy flavor, which made her eyes a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, she had asked for leave this afternoon, knowing she would skip morning reading and get a good night's sleep.

The sky was just beginning to lighten, just like the youth's future, which was like mist yet bright.

After Jiang Fengcheng told Jiang Chu about what happened yesterday, he received a severe scolding.

"Teacher Song is so good to you, so very good!! Min is also such a kind-hearted, innocent, and lovable young man who is always ready to help others! Why didn't you go and help him sooner!"

"Mom, yesterday you asked me to come and help you pick chives a little later..."

His mother kicked him out of the house early in the morning, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and come to school early again.

The morning stars were lonely. As soon as Jiang Fengcheng entered the classroom, he saw Bai You trembling again.

"........."

An ominous premonition rose in his heart.

Mustering his courage, he glanced behind him and, sure enough, saw Min Xiuzhe lying face down.

What are you doing, bro?!

Honestly, if it were the day before yesterday, he might have dared to go up and call him a true "brother," but as a student deeply affected by rumors, he's now avoiding Min Xiuzhe altogether. And what's that bright red bag on his desk anyway?

People entered intermittently, and without exception, they all shuddered at the sight of Min Xiuzhe, inwardly groaning as they walked in. Min Xiuzhe frowned irritably, feeling inexplicably oppressed. He looked around, and many people were secretly sizing him up, but they all turned away in a flash when they saw him straighten up.

He looked around and then glanced at his watch.

She didn't come.

If she were there, the class would have been focused on morning reading long ago.

Min Xiuze's deep eyes flickered between light and shadow. Suddenly, he took a book out of the drawer, picked up the bag on the table, and walked out through the back door.

The students in the classroom looked at each other, and finally dared to read aloud.

Min Xiu stood outside, staring blankly at the biology book in his hands.

He couldn't fit in.

I just can't fit in.

Song Zhishu woke up feeling refreshed. She put on her small backpack and went to school. When she got to her seat, she noticed a bag of fresh carrots on the table.

"?"

She nudged Xu Hongxing and asked, "Who put this on my desk?"

Xu Hongxing looked over, her expression even more surprised than hers: "Huh? Good heavens, when did this happen? It wasn't here this morning."

"........."

Song Zhishu raised an eyebrow, thinking of someone with a very low profile.

She raised her voice: "I don't know who put it there, it might be poisonous, let's just throw it away."

As soon as she finished speaking, she ruthlessly picked up the bag of carrots that still smelled sweet, saw that the trash can was full, casually put it next to it, and turned to embrace the sunlight.

Stepping onto the spot where her shadow had just touched, Min Xiu's fingers curled slightly as he stared at the carrot on the ground. He then bent down to pick it up when a bright voice suddenly came from behind him: "Little Min, you're so thoughtful! You even know I like carrots?"

Min Xiu stopped, then straightened up and looked directly at her without any hesitation.

Song Zhishu let him examine her for a long time, and finally, she asked, "What is this? An apology gift?"

Min Xiu tilted his head, looked at the bag of carrots in his hand, and nodded.

She had nothing to say, so she walked up and took it, smiling at him: "What a brightly colored apology!"

She paused, then took out a small spray bottle from her handbag, which she hadn't yet put down, and examined it carefully.

Min Xiu let her stand there in a daze, his gaze following the small spray bottle she suddenly raised.

I want to spray you with pepper spray.

She stopped laughing and tightened her grip.

He remained calm and nodded, but Song Zhishu put it away a second later and said with a smile, "How could that be?"

"I just wanted to tell Min that this is how I made that man who touched Teacher Xiao so angry yesterday." She pondered for a moment: "Well, Min came later. Luckily she came, otherwise I don't know what would have happened."

Min Xiu was stunned by her words and tone, then lowered his eyes.

He could tell now that she was still angry, but all he knew was that she liked carrots; he knew nothing else.

Seeing that he was silent again, Song Zhishu took a bag of carrots and walked away, saying, "Thank you, Min. I'll give them to the cafeteria. Maybe they can give me a little more food for lunch today."

What could Min Xiu say?

He watched her walk away.

In the afternoon, Song Zhishu asked him for her poetry collection as usual, but she didn't return it until after evening self-study. He sat in his seat, staring at the table with his head turned to the side, unmoving. After a few minutes, Min Xiu stood up, pulled out his chair, and intended to leave through the back door, but suddenly heard a teasing voice from the front: "Little Min, you don't want to go to tutoring anymore?"

Min Xiu's eyes, which had been closed, suddenly widened. He looked at Song Zhishu, whose smile was teasing, and moved his lips, blurting out, "Don't be angry."

The three plain and unremarkable words startled Song Zhishu.

“I…” He frowned, but couldn’t say anything nice.

"I'll call it for you."

He believed he hadn't done anything wrong, but this time, no matter how he looked at it, he was wrong. It had nothing to do with love, hate, or romance; he had simply misunderstood someone and almost hit someone he shouldn't have. He was definitely wrong.

For him, the best revenge against fists is fists.

Song Zhishu stared at him for a long time, then suddenly chuckled, as if she had dispersed something. She handed him the notebook in her hand, indicating that he should look at the good poems she had created that day. Unexpectedly, Min Xiuzhe, who was unmoved even when she said "I'll type it for you," frowned and looked conflicted when he saw the poems she had written.

"...What do you mean?"

Song Zhishu stepped forward and patted him lightly: "See, I'll forgive you."

Min Xiu took it and focused his gaze on it.

"bother"

Today, Xiao Min apologized to me.

I took a carrot

I'm annoyed

because

He didn't make carrot vermicelli.

He wanted me to eat it raw.

Fanmin Xiuze: ………