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Chapter 683: Look at this test paper, is it passing or failing? (56)

As summer gradually grew hotter, Min Xiu also put on the short-sleeved shirts that the two of them had bought, plus a shirt on top, and then a jacket.

Song Zhishu: Sigh

She tried countless times to get Min Xiu to change this strange and foolish habit, but when he glanced at her with a cold look, she could only force a dry smile: "So handsome, my darling."

As the weather grew warmer, Min Xiuzhe's Chinese language scores finally started to improve, point by point. There weren't many exams in the second semester of high school, but the scores were gradually increasing. Although Min Xiuzhe's progress was very slight, it still made Song Zhishu, who had been closely monitoring his Chinese scores, ecstatic. Looking at her 45-point paper, she couldn't help but burst into tears. It was payday, and with her first pot of gold, Song Zhishu decided to buy some things for her darling in Class 3, and also buy Min Xiuzhe a nice pen.

White Dumpling [Actually, I think this... um... that pen... haha... money... I don't lack it, it's just... um... a waste... haha, it's not very good, mainly... um... hehe...]

What is that? It takes five breaths to say just three words.

Song Zhishu nonchalantly slapped away the hesitant little white ball of fluff, slung her small backpack over her shoulder, and headed out. She ended up buying too much, and it wasn't until lunchtime that she finally entered the gate, her face puffed out and drenched in sweat. Just as her hand was about to give way, she spotted Min Xiuzhe, who was aloofly looking back at class after lunch, and immediately called out at the top of her lungs, "Min-kun!!"

There weren't too many people on campus, and Hao Liang's loud shout silenced Min Xiuzhe, accompanied by curious yet fearful glances from the students.

Song Zhishu walked over with difficulty, her rosy cheeks blinking frantically at him. Her curled eyelashes were burning hot from the summer sun, while her whole body was drenched in condensation. She managed to say, "Min classmate... oh... help me... I can't hold it anymore..."

Min Xiu frowned, while those around him fell silent in fear, their faces pale, glancing uneasily at the delicate and beautiful Assistant Teacher Song.

They knew that Min Xiu could tolerate Song's closeness during meals, but, but, there was no way he could help her with chores!

Thinking of how Min Xiu had beaten that sleazy man to a pulp last time, they felt a chill run down their spines and looked away in disgust. Only the occasional gust of summer wind blew in Zhang Qiang's ears.

Without even blinking, Min Xiu easily snatched the large bag of snacks from Song Zhishu's arms and asked succinctly, "You bought so much?"

"Yeah, there have been so many exams lately, so I bought some things for everyone." Song Zhi wiped his sweat, his white short-sleeved shirt burning hot in the sun.

She turned around and said, "Could you please take this to the Chinese Language Office for me, Min?"

Min Xiu paused for a moment, but still followed behind the petite and slender figure with a solemn face, as steady as the poplar trees at the school gate.

The stunned student realized what had happened and slapped himself in the face.

With Min Xiuze's character, how could he be worthy of Bai Yang?

As Min Xiuze was about to put his things down at the entrance of the Chinese Language Office, Song Zhishu, looking puzzled, grabbed him and said with a soft breath, "Go all the way, Min classmate."

Min Xiu's eyes darkened, his gaze suddenly tightened, and a fierce glint appeared in his eyes.

Song Zhishu simply shrugged and smiled: "My seniors and I have all mentioned you. They've all heard of your name, but they've never actually met you. After hearing what I said, they all think you're a good kid."

Good boy

He wanted to scoff, but Song Zhishu seized the opportunity and pulled him inside. He finally looked up at her with a hint of annoyance, only to be met with a hazy view of rising smoke, vaguely mixed with the words, "Old Su! Is this tea any good? It looks like it's about to catch fire..."

"Shut up! Don't talk nonsense! Or I'll slap you!"

It was lively and bustling, yet it also carried an indescribable elegance that he had seen in calligraphy copybooks.

He silently placed the bags on Song Zhishu's table. Liang Shengyu glanced at him, then put the bags down again without any emotion.

What Min Xiu heard most often was the continuous attacks from both teachers and students. Some teachers even said more insulting things, but he only dared to complain behind their backs that the school had a monster that devoured flesh and blood.

He inherently disliked contact with people and detested hypocrisy. He found their casual remarks acceptable, but that didn't mean he enjoyed listening to their idle chatter. Besides, he had a good memory; who knew when he might remember it if he was in a bad mood? Therefore, when Song Zhishu tried to pull him in, he had already clenched his fists.

Song Zhishu glanced at his clenched fist as if it were there, and Min Xiu, noticing her attention, was startled and hurriedly loosened his grip. But Min Xiu had already looked away and said with a teasing tone, "Hey, don't be impulsive."

He moved his lips, about to speak, when someone patted him on the shoulder.

Min Xiuze froze instantly, and when he turned around, he met the old man's gaze.

Teacher Su was startled by his cold and gloomy eyes, then smiled and nodded: "Just as Xiao Song said, shy and reserved."

Other older teachers looked over and happily chimed in.

Fujian Xiuze: ………

Liang Shengyu: ………

Xu Hongxing: ………Song Zhishu smiled: “Right!”

Min Xiu's blood seemed to freeze as he looked into those slightly aged hands.

He didn't know why so many people had so many strange, similar habits, and why they always liked to pat other people on the shoulder.

Old Su could tell he was feeling unwell, and he exclaimed in surprise, "I've heard of Min's reputation. He's so famous in this high school. I heard he even helped the English teacher chase away a troublemaker last time?"

They didn't manage to drive him away, but they almost crippled him.

"A brave act of bravery, a good habit, young man!" Old Su patted his shoulder again: "After hearing about what you did before, I, your teacher, really thought you were a good-for-nothing rascal. But Old Wang, the Jiang family's wife who sold me the pen, Teaching Assistant Song, and Teacher Xiao all say you're a good person! Maybe you're just... a bit young and impetuous, haha..." A hint of nostalgia appeared on Old Su's kind and healthy face: "Back in the day, I, Old Su, was worth a thousand troops. Back then, my betrothed wife and I..." "Old Su! Stop lounging around! Come here! Your tea's gone!"

Old Su, who had just been speaking eloquently, suddenly changed his expression and shoved over, accompanied by a wail.

Min Xiu watched this scene with a sense of disbelief.

He never imagined that he would be praised as a good person in his entire life.

Oh, that subtle feeling that seeps into your blood.

Aside from the three young girls, the rest of the staff were all experienced teachers who had seen it all. Before, Min Xiuzhe was just a troublemaker who loved to fight.