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Trigger Warning: some violence (slapping, forceful kissing, punching, name-calling, cursing) portrayed in the story. Consider this your warning.

Translated by newbienoona

Edited and proofread by pumpkingirl920 and anks

“You think I'd that to you?” Ying Taoqiu starts explaining.”I ate the wrong thing today, and I've been in the toilet. Do you think I have control over these things?"

“Those things you didn't know… .”

“Oh! I have to use the toilet again!” Ying Taoqiu's face becomes really pale. Clutching her stomach, she runs out just in time to run into the cla.s.s teacher.

The teacher says nothing as she sees Ying Taoqiu's face in anguish.

***

Qilu comes out of the toilet and lets out a sigh. “Have both of you been following me?"

“Follow? No?” Xiao Mingluo says innocently. “I just came to use the toilet. Isn't it for everyone's use?"

He gazes at Mingluo, then he directs his eyes to Hanyu. "And you? The toilet?"

Ling Hanyu comes up with the same excuse. “I certainly came to use the toilet, what else can I do? Hey…!”

Qilu silences Hanyu's laughs with a sharp gaze. Afraid, Hanyu hides behind Xiao Mingluo. It's obvious they are monitoring him! Can't he use the toilet in peace? They definitely can't fool him! However, there's no point in arguing with them either.

Han Qilu announces haughtily. "Don't let me see you after school. Otherwise, I'll force you to go drink with Yan w.a.n.g Ye."

Mingluo and Hanyu quiet down before glancing at each other. Immediately, they disappear. They cherish their life enough to do Qilu's bidding.

An Chuxia, now has become a legend… she won the ‘Stein Simulated General Examination test’ with full score. The faculty is surprised.

An Chuxia lectures on the podium instead of the cla.s.s teacher! Who does she think she is? The Virgin Mary?

His mind is filled with those words. An Chuxia is nothing but a series of miracles.

His eyes turn bleak at the thought of her.

His feet unconsciously take him downstairs, involuntarily taking him past first year A's cla.s.s. It was then he hears An Chuxia's pa.s.sionate voice.

The cla.s.s curtains are pulled and the front and back doors of the cla.s.sroom are closed. He stands alone outside the cla.s.sroom corridor. He leans lazily leans against the white railing.

"I've given you the problem a.n.a.lysis. Tomorrow, use it in on the re-test. As I said before, anyone who gets more than three problems wrong will have to receive tutoring from my fist… By the way, I'll ask our teacher to prepare tomorrow's test with today's problems so that you'll have the answers once the papers are handed back. Got it?"

"Got it!" They respond loudly.

How did she make a mediocre cla.s.s fight for their grade?

Did she use her fists? He is unaware a smile touches his lips. He still remembers the night she arrived at the Han mansion. He fell to the ground immediately.

Did she… practice?

Translated by newbienoona

Edited and proofread by anks

Han Qilu pays no attention to the two sneaky silhouettes staring at him at the end of the corridor.

Both turn their bodies around the corner to hide themselves. Hanyu and Mingluo smile. They laugh at Qilu's hard duckbill lips. He acts like he doesn't care, but in fact, does. They both snicker.

The other reason? He's just that mentally slow.

“Mingluo, how did you know Qilu would spy on An Chuxia?” Ling Hanyu asks curiously. He has to admit, Xiao Mingluo is a little smart. His emotional intelligence cannot be ignored.

Hanyu lifts an eyebrow at Mingluo. Mingluo leisurely shoves his hands into his pants pocket. He won't waste his time on such esoteric problems. Obviously, this isn't an academic problem… it's sixth sense.

The school bell rings and the sound of rapid footsteps echo on all floors. Soon, they'll be coming down the stairwell. Suddenly, the eyes on both boys light up.

Students from the higher floors have no way of getting down other than the corridor. They have nowhere to hide. Knowing the students from the first year cla.s.sroom have long been dismissed, they peer into one of the cla.s.srooms and seek refuge away from Qilu. Alas, he pa.s.ses them by slowly.

"h.e.l.lo, guys." They certainly didn't evade Qilu.

"Go on ahead of us. We're just waiting on An Chuxia's cla.s.s to be dismissed," Mingluo instructs.

Only An Chuxia's cla.s.s remains.

They head to the front of the cla.s.sroom. This time, the doors swing open. Numerous curious eyes looking outside. Why are the two young masters here?

"Repeat the problems we've done several times. If you do that, you'll be prepared for tomorrow's re-test. Do not forget… my fist!" She scans the cla.s.s coldly. The students immediately look back to the outside.

"Dismissed!" After the order was given, the students run out of the cla.s.sroom with papers in their hands. Two young ladies stay for a moment before leaving the cla.s.s together.

One of the girls wearily eyes An Chuxia. Several look at Mingluo and Ling Hanyu for a moment before yawning away.

"An Chuxia, I find your teaching method very interesting! You have a certified teacher's talent!" The teacher commented excitedly as he holds up a thick record in his hand.

An Chuxia smiles but it doesn't quite reach her eyes. Instead, they seem to be laced with sadness.

"I've learned from my mother. She was a teacher. Unfortunately… she died recently."

"Ah, I'm sorry to hear that," the teacher sympathizes. "… I'll head out first. You must be tired this afternoon. Go home and have a good rest."

"I will," she says, smiling at the cla.s.s teacher as he walks out of the cla.s.sroom. She suddenly notices Xiao Mingluo and Ling Hanyu staring at her… like she was a monster. Right now, she feels rather uncomfortable.