The classroom was quiet, everyone was waiting for Bucheng's next reaction. Bucheng did not disappoint everyone. He stared at Qi Weichen in a daze for a long while, then cried and ran out.
He was really crying. Chu Qing could even see the wide noodles-like tears flowing from his eyes while he was running. She wordlessly withdrew her gaze and unexpectedly met Qi Weichen's eyes. She didn't expect that he was still staring at her. Chu Qing paused and expressed her confusion with her eyes.
Qi Weichen looked away, turned around and sat down calmly. Chu Qing's mouth twitched. She felt that without the boyfriend filter, she found him more and more strange.
After that little episode, the class became even noisier than before, especially the last two rows against the wall, which could be described as lively.
"This is the first time I see someone who can handle failing. Qi Weichen can do it." The treacherous minister gloated.
Chen Xiu, who was standing in front of Chu Qing, nodded immediately, with a bit of admiration in her tone: "And he is so amazing. Judging from the reaction of Failing, what he just said must be true. Did he really memorize the answers?"
“No way, even if he could memorize the answers after finishing the questions, it wouldn’t be such a coincidence that he memorized the questions that failed. You know, many of the exercise books he failed were given to him by his uncle who is a teacher in the capital, and ordinary people can’t buy them.” The little fat man joined the group chat.
Chu Qing heard their conversation and looked at the fat boy in surprise: "How do you even know where his exercise book came from?"
"He's just showing off, trying to prove that he's different from us mortals. However, no one pays attention to him except those who want his question bank." The little fat man sneered, and was obviously one of those who ignored him.
Chu Qing nodded and was about to speak when she noticed that the person next to her still had a sullen face and was staring at the table with gloomy eyes. It was unknown what he was thinking.
Considering that he gave her so many snacks, she decided to express her concern once again: "What are you thinking about?"
"Divorce." Qi Muyang gritted his teeth and said the two words.
Chu Qing's mouth twitched: "... Still thinking about this."
Qi Muyang sneered, and the colorful heads looked like a dream under the light. Chu Qing turned her face away silently, feeling that if she looked at them for another second, her eyes would go blind.
She sat against the wall in a sloppy manner. Seeing that there was still some time before the end of the get out of class, she took out a bag of potato chips from under the table. Just as she was about to open it to eat, she saw the traitor pick up the pen. Without thinking, the sharp intuition of a poor student made her let go of the potato chips and threw them on the ground. She put both arms on the table seriously and poked at the notebook with the pen.
Qi Muyang glanced at her sideways, and seeing that his clean homework book was covered with a bunch of pen marks, he sneered with disdain.
As soon as he finished laughing, the head teacher came in, and the classroom suddenly fell silent. She walked in and looked around, then frowned at Qi Weichen and said, "Come out with me for a moment."
Chu Qing seemed to sense something and stopped poking vigorously. When she looked up, Qi Weichen had already left with the head teacher. The classroom, which had just been quiet, became lively again, with everyone discussing the head teacher asking Qi Weichen to go out.
Chu Qing put down the pen in her hand and her brows gradually furrowed.
"As expected, he went to complain because he failed. I knew it, he wouldn't just let it go like that." The treacherous minister's tone contained a kind of excitement of watching a show.
Chu Qing glanced at him, thought for a moment and asked, "What's the class teacher's personality like? Will he favor him just because he has good grades?"
"No, that won't happen. Zhao Zihan was our homeroom teacher in our first year of high school. Although she also likes students with good grades, it is not as obvious as other teachers. She is still relatively fair in many things." Chen Xiu in the front row explained seriously.
"What's the name of our homeroom teacher?" Chu Qing's focus was shamefully shifted.
Chen Xiu: "Zhao Zihan, what's wrong?"
“… It’s okay, I just think it’s a bit weird for a middle-aged woman to be called Zi Han.” Chu Qing sighed.
Chen Xiu looked at her strangely: "Isn't this very common? Zi Han, Zi Xuan, Hao Ran, Jia Ze, many middle-aged people are called these, the rate of having the same name is very high."
Chu Qing: “…” I almost forgot, it is now 2042, and the children who were given these Mary Sue names are now middle-aged.
She tutted, turned her head and found Qi Muyang eating potato chips. She paused and asked, "Where did you get the potato chips?"
"I picked it up." Qi Muyang still looked unhappy, but that didn't stop him from eating.
Chu Qing was speechless: "When did you pick it up?" These must be the potato chips she threw on the ground just now.
"When you were worried about Qi Weichen." Qi Muyang glanced at her.
Chu Qing was about to say when she was worried about Qi Weichen, but the fat boy in the front seat of the treacherous minister interrupted: "Boss, where did you get the potato chips? I want some too!"
"Ask her." Qi Muyang said impatiently.
The little fat boy immediately looked at Chu Qing eagerly. Chu Qing generously took out some food from under the table. After giving the little fat boy a box of biscuits, she gave Chen Xiu a bag of potato chips and a bag of pumpkin crisps. She leaned against the wall and called out from behind Qi Muyang, "Traitor."
The traitor had been paying attention to their movements. When such a familiar name came out, he subconsciously looked at Chu Qing, and the next second a bag of pumpkin crisps fell into his arms. The corners of his mouth twitched: "... Who are you calling a traitor?"
"You... Phew..." The little fat man couldn't help laughing, and said to Chu Qing with a smile, ignoring the treacherous minister's dark face, "You really know how to give nicknames. Isn't he a treacherous minister? He coaxes our emperor to do bad things all day long, and is a master at sowing discord."
Emperor Qi Muyang glanced at him and said nothing.
"Little Fatty understands me." Chu Qing raised the drink bottle to indicate.
The little fat boy froze: "Little fat boy? Who? Me?"
"What do you think?" The treacherous minister who had a sullen face just now laughed, and Chen Xiu couldn't help laughing as well.
Qi Muyang's lips curled up slightly, and he seemed to be in a better mood. The little fat boy looked at this and that, and asked Chu Qing angrily: "You only gave nicknames to the two of us? No one else?!"
Chu Qing looked at Qi Muyang silently.
Qi Muyang paused: "Me too?"
Chu Qing blinked at him obediently.
"…Fuck, what nickname did you give me?" Qi Muyang asked unhappily.
Chu Qing raised her eyebrows: "You're going to lose your temper before I even say anything, how dare I say anything?"
Qi Muyang frowned, but curiosity finally overcame his temper: "I'm not angry, go ahead."
"That's what you said, turkey chick." Chu Qing said, moving towards the corner.
Qi Muyang was stunned for a moment: "What?"
"Fire, chicken, cub." Chu Qing repeated seriously.
Qi Muyang was more confused than angry for the time being: "Why is he called a turkey cub?"
Chu Qing looked at his hair silently, and Qi Muyang's expression became strange: "... Fuck."
The others couldn't help laughing. Chen Xiu suppressed her laughter and said, "The eldest brother's hair was secretly dyed while his parents were away on a business trip. I thought it looked pretty good, but now that you mentioned it, I can't look straight at it."
Qi Muyang was filled with anger, and because he couldn't fulfill his promise just now, only sinking together could calm his anger. He glared at Chen Xiu and asked Chu Qing: "Where is he? What's his name?"
"Ah, I don't even know your name yet." Chu Qing looked at Chen Xiu with a faint smile.
She is beautiful, and her facial features are innocent and lovely when she smiles, which can make people temporarily forget her heroic figure of punching a bad monkey. Chen Xiu blushed and introduced herself: "My name is Chen Xiu, Xiu means delicate."
"Hello." Chu Qing nodded at him.
Qi Muyang waited for a long time, but they didn't say anything. He immediately asked in dissatisfaction: "What's his nickname?"
"He's just a normal person, why give him a nickname?" Chu Qing didn't understand.
Qi Muyang was irritable: "You mean I'm abnormal?"
Chu Qing looked at his head again. Qi Muyang said angrily: "I will dye my hair back tomorrow!"
In order to prevent the turkey from getting mad, she stopped teasing him and chatted with Chen Xiu, the only normal person. She noticed that he was sitting alone in front of her, and the seat next to him was empty, so she couldn't help but be curious: "Is there no one sitting with you?"
"They all think I only know how to study and don't want to sit with me. Other people in the class don't want to sit in our small group either, so the seat next to me is usually empty." Chen Xiu said slowly.
Chu Qing glanced at his fair face. Although he looked delicate, he looked a bit like a nerd with a pair of black-framed glasses on. She sighed in sympathy and turned her gaze to the door of the classroom.
It’s been such a long time, why hasn’t Qi Weichen come back yet
In the office, Buqi finished sobbing and recounting the whole story. Zhao Zihan frowned and looked at Qi Weichen: "His original intention of organizing discipline was good. If there were any inappropriate words, you can point them out, but you shouldn't blame him too much."
Qi Weichen said calmly: "He got the question wrong."
"Let's not talk about the controversial point about pointing out the wrong questions. How can you make personal attacks in front of the whole class?" Zhao Zihan did not quite agree with his approach.
Qi Weichen was silent for a moment. With his absolute height advantage, he looked down at the top of Zhao Zihan's head. Then he looked at Zhao Zihan calmly and stated the fact: "It's time for him to wash his hair."
Zhao Zihan: “…”
Buqi whimpered and was about to cry again, but Zhao Zihan glared at him speechlessly and he immediately held back his tears.
To be honest, Qi Weichen couldn't be blamed for this matter. Zhao Zihan simply made it a minor matter. After saying a few words to the two of them, he asked them to go back. Qi Weichen turned around and left. He was reluctant to leave, "Teacher, I don't want to sit at the same table with him. I want to sit alone."
Qi Weichen stopped.
Zhao Zihan refused unhappily: "If it was really Qi Weichen who made the mistake, there would be nothing wrong with you making this request, but now it is clearly just a misunderstanding, I can't..."
"I was wrong." Qi Weichen's voice was cold and flat.
Zhao Zihan and Bufeng looked at him with question marks on their faces.
"I accept the seat change." Qi Weichen had a blank expression on his face, not looking like someone who was admitting his mistake at all.
Perhaps it was because his aura was too strong. Zhao Zihan was stunned for a long time and didn't think of asking him why he suddenly admitted his mistake. He just asked blankly: "Where do you want to be transferred to?"
Qi Weichen was silent for a moment: "The second to last row against the wall, the seat in front of Qi Muyang is still empty."