Reborn in the 90s, tearing apart scumbag men for the sake of women.

Yu Dezhi's confidant, Fan Weimin, rushed over.

"What's the rush now?" Yu Dezhi's tone was quite impatient.

Fan Weimin saw that there were two other people in the office, and he didn't know whether he should say anything.

His little eyes kept darting around.

Yu Dezhi smiled and looked at Wu Ling: "Teacher Wu, I have other things to do here, so please let me handle Li Meimei's matter first, okay?"

The school let Li Meimei off easily last time for the color incident, so this time, such a small matter will definitely be swept under the rug again.

Wu Ling left after saying "Take care of yourself." She was just a dormitory supervisor with limited abilities.

Yu Dezhi immediately stopped smiling and didn't want to look at Li Meimei a second time.

He waved her away and said, "Li Meimei, remember what Teacher Wu said. Although you have a good family and they are willing to cover up your mistakes, it won't work every time. Go back and write a 3,000-word self-criticism, and then apologize to Zhang Xiuxiu."

Li Meimei nodded silently.

After they all left, Fan Weimin closed the door and quietly approached Yu Dezhi to tell him some life-or-death news.

A glint of light flashed in Yu Dezhi's eyes.

His chance has come again.

The last class in the morning wasn't originally Yu Dezhi's, but he changed it to a class meeting.

"Classmates, several important things have happened in our class recently, some good and some bad. As your homeroom teacher, I should commend the students who have brought honor to our class. Let's applaud Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng, who won the championship in the 'I Love My Motherland Recitation Competition.' They have brought great glory to our class, and everyone should learn from them."

Yu Shaofen quietly leaned closer to Song Lingge and whispered without moving her lips, "What is Lao Yu up to? It's been so long, why did he suddenly bring this up?"

Song Lingge shrugged, but her intuition told her that Yu Dezhi might need her help, or perhaps "ask" would be a more accurate word.

"However, there are also some students who have made our class very embarrassed. Everyone knows about this, so I won't go into details. But this morning, something else happened in the girls' dormitory that made me feel very sad."

Li Meimei's face turned pale instantly. Didn't Yu Dezhi ask her to write a self-criticism and apologize? Why did he suddenly bring this up again in the class meeting?

This incident originally happened in their dormitory building, and not many of their classmates knew about it.

But why did Yu Dezhi suddenly call a class meeting? Was he trying to bring up this matter?

"This morning, Li Meimei threw water at Zhang Xiuxiu for no reason and also slandered Song Lingge, causing a very bad influence. When you enter society in the future, you will understand how precious the friendship between classmates is. Therefore, I hope that Li Meimei can sincerely apologize to the two of them."

Li Meimei's face turned even paler, and under everyone's watchful eyes, she gritted her teeth and stood up.

"Zhang Xiuxiu, Song Lingge, I'm sorry, please forgive me."

The whole class was in an uproar, and they started asking around to find out what had happened.

After learning the whole truth, Fang Guanghua's face turned bright red with embarrassment, though it wasn't very noticeable because of his dark skin.

At that moment, he really wanted to strangle Li Meimei. Why did he have to provoke Song Lingge again?

He also won a prize in the recitation competition, coming in second place, but Yu Dezhi didn't mention it, which shows that he had a problem with him.

Instead of keeping a low profile at this time, he actually went out of his way to cause trouble. Isn't that insane?

Fang Guanghua increasingly felt that announcing his relationship with Li Meimei too soon was a mistake.

Although Fang Guanghua's name was not mentioned in this class, he felt that everyone was mocking him.

Soon the bell rang, and Yu Dezhi said, "Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng, after you have lunch, go to my office. The rest of you can leave now."

Following Yu Dezhi's order, Qiao Nansheng took the initiative to invite Song Lingge to join him.

After getting their food at the cafeteria, the two sat facing each other and chose a table on the side.

At noon, many people went straight back to their dorms after getting their food, so not many people ate in the cafeteria. They specifically chose seats on the side so it would be easy to talk.

Qiao Nansheng looked at Song Lingge and suddenly blurted out, "Eating in the cafeteria doesn't count as treating someone separately."

Uh......

Is Qiao Nansheng really that desperate for this meal?

Song Lingge rolled her eyes so hard they almost reached the sky, then picked up a piece of pork rib and put it in his bowl.

"Yes, yes, I still owe you a meal. You don't need to remind me every time. It's just a meal, so what's the problem if I pay for it all?"

Qiao Nansheng stared intently at Song Lingge, his voice becoming hoarse yet full of magnetism.

"All-inclusive? How long are you planning to keep me covered?"

Song Lingge was drinking soup when she heard this and almost spat it out, but she still choked and coughed incessantly.

Qiao Nansheng handed her a handkerchief, his lips curving into a smile that he couldn't help but let on.

Song Lingge felt like she was being teased.

The old man blushed; the younger woman had a wild streak and was not easy to handle!

Although she and Qiao Nansheng were about the same age, because of her memories of her past life, she always felt that she and he were not from the same generation.

Song Lingge pushed Qiao Nansheng's handkerchief aside and ate in silence.

Qiao Nansheng put away the handkerchief and stopped teasing her.

The two ate quietly, occasionally exchanging glances. On this tranquil afternoon, it was so harmonious and beautiful!

"What do you think Old Yu wants to talk to us about?" Song Lingge asked.

"Since they specifically praised us during the class meeting, it can't be a bad thing."

Song Lingge was a little surprised. She asked the question simply because she felt it was too quiet and wanted to find a topic to talk about.

She hadn't expected Qiao Nansheng to be so observant, and she became a little curious about him.

She continued, "So, can you guess what it is?"

Song Lingge's voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of languor, sounding like she was being coquettish.

Qiao Nansheng's ears involuntarily felt a little hot. Actually, they were quite red, but he couldn't see it himself.

He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing noticeably. The word "sexy" came to Song Lingge's mind.

“Recently, he has been so busy with his professional title evaluation that he has had others cover his classes, but today he came to hold a class meeting and specifically mentioned the recitation competition. There must be a similar event in the school or city that he hopes we can participate in.”

"Only by bringing him glory can we increase his chances of success."

Song Lingge added the following words and exchanged a smile with Qiao Nansheng.

Sometimes, she would feel a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex feeling of mixed emotions, often including regret or nostalgia). She and Qiao Nansheng had only recently met, but the two of them had an inexplicable tacit understanding.

"Moreover, Teacher Yu is used to shirking responsibility, and is especially good at handling things by turning big problems into small ones and small problems into nothing. But today, he took the initiative to bring up the conflict between Li Meimei and you, and intentionally tried to make friends with you. It's hard not to suspect that he has ulterior motives."

What is taken beforehand must be given beforehand.

Yu Dezhi is truly a cunning old fox.