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Ah! Suddenly, I was forcefully pushed by someone, causing me to lose my balance for a moment and fall to the ground.

Today, without saying a word, the teacher grabbed my arm and said, "Chacha and I will go to the classroom together."

Ahem, I pulled on his sleeve with a black line on my face and said, "Teacher, it's time for the lunch break, we should go to class."

In an instant, countless complex and chaotic thoughts surged into my mind. Right, because of the failed confession before, I was disheartened and didn't bother to find out which school An Xuechang went to for further studies. Could it be that he is also a student at Chengye? Is this what they call fate? Is the heavens still kind to me, allowing me to reunite with him here...

That's right, that's right. Other girls echoed in agreement.

"You see, so many girls envy you, Chacha. Not just anyone can be kissed by me!" Yuki Aono was still proudly talking non-stop, showing me a brilliant smile, which was simply outrageous.

You scoundrel, how dare you touch my prince, I'll kill you!

Get out of here! I couldn't hold back anymore and forcefully pushed Lingye You. My hand seemed to be out of control, and with a loud "smack," I slapped him hard across the face.

I'm fine! I blinked my eyes hard, holding back the sudden surge of tears.

And you guys, are you from the Tea Ceremony Club? Come to my office after school.

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I turned my head angrily.

Turning my head, I found Yuzheng Ayano furrowing his dark eyebrows and looking at me, saying, "Are you really okay?"

When I walked out of the crowd, I caught a glimpse of Yuto Ayanokoji with my peripheral vision. He was still surrounded by fans, but his dark eyes were following my figure with a hint of apology and helplessness...

Sure enough...Sure enough, Senior An still remembers me!

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What are you doing?

"Teacher!" Yuto Hayano interrupted him abruptly, afraid that he would continue speaking. "I'm sorry, these girls are all members of my support group. It's all my fault for saying that Chacha is my..."

明茶茶 !

Although he usually dresses very stylishly and is also mature and elegant, in reality, if a handsome guy is constantly nagging in your ear like Tang Seng every day, no one can stand it.

Mingcha, are you okay? The crowd slowly parted to make way for a passage. Yanagi Yuu anxiously rushed through the crowd, and behind him stood the person who made everyone feel like they were facing a major enemy, sweating profusely - Teacher Dongyun!

Oops, I just slapped their supreme goddess in front of a group of fans! Ming Chacha, you are simply asking for trouble!

This guy... is clearly deceiving people!

However, when Teacher Dongyun held my hand, I felt an unprecedented sense of peace, warm and cozy in my heart, as if as long as he was there, I had a reliance... This feeling was both unfamiliar and comforting, and I couldn't quite put my finger on what it was.

In an instant, there was a dead silence all around, and the crowd that was just noisy seemed to have swallowed ostrich eggs, with their mouths wide open, staring at me blankly.

Yes, this is the super ultimate move of Teacher Dongyun - "Rambling!"

That familiar person wore a pair of refined black-framed glasses, with a hint of confusion on his handsome and delicate face. As I stared at him in a daze, a trace of amusement could be seen in Senior An's warm and clear eyes. He calmly nodded at me and turned away.

If in the past, girls completely ignored me, now they are willing to give me a proper look, but the contempt and mockery in their eyes make me feel feverish all over.

"I don't need you pretending to be kind!" I got up from the ground and gave him a fierce glare.

Does she eat eight pots of pig feet every day? Is she a pig?

"Ahahaha!" I shouted loudly, "It's all because of this guy! Saying that he wants to be friends with me, only to make me get surrounded. Hahaha... Being an idol is really not easy..."

Hmph! I must have seen it wrong!

Therefore, the 78th school rule of the Shirano Academy states that every student who comes to your side is a beautiful gift bestowed by angels...

I suddenly woke up and found a chubby girl next to me, with both hands pressing on her cheeks and a big "O" shaped mouth, looking horrified!

"Ah?" Teacher Dongyun suddenly woke up, turning his head with lingering excitement. "But, I haven't..."

Challenge to you, ugly woman!

You... Yuko Ayase stared at me in astonishment and confusion, her eyes as dark as obsidian, even her own blushing face forgotten.

Before she could react, Teacher Dongyun started lecturing another girl with curly hair: "And you, Ayuri Yamazaki, just last week you were collectively complained about by the new members of the news agency, who said that you forced them to follow male students in the academy every day, constantly trailing behind them and taking photos without permission. And when you were caught, you still had the audacity to demand punishment?"

A beautiful girl wearing a gemstone headband suddenly turned pale. She glanced over here with a guilty look and said in a voice even smaller than a mosquito's buzz, "I, I didn't..."

I want to roar loudly, but I can't say a word. I take a deep breath and open my eyes.

Humiliation, anger, and frustration. I currently feel that there is no language in the entire universe that can accurately describe my current state of mind. Yet, Yū Aono still smiles at me so brightly, as if his conscience is completely rotten!

Yuu Ayanano's voice sounded a bit frustrated, and at the same time, another steady and deep male voice resounded. That voice carried a natural pressure that made everyone tremble at the same time, almost instantly stopping what they were doing.

His fair and handsome face looked gloomy, and he tightly pursed his thin lips, refusing to speak any further. At that moment, the group of girls suddenly fell silent, and each of their expressions appeared completely pure and innocent, as if they were as naive and innocent as blank paper.

"Let me go!" I struggled with all my might, but I was still being dragged further and further away from Yuzuru Ayanokoji by this terrifying group of girls.

However, just now, Yū Ayano kissed me, and he saw it!

The only thing worth celebrating is that An Xuechang didn't see me in such a miserable state. Ayano Yu, on the other hand, desperately tried to come over, but there was a large crowd of people blocking us. Well, anyway, I've always been unlucky like this...

In the midst of the pushing and shoving, someone intentionally pulled my hair, causing my scalp to ache terribly. And then, someone "casually" stepped on my foot, wuwuwu... And that senior who grabbed my arm, even though there was clothing in between, her nails left a string of burning pain on my skin!

I gave Yuya Ayase a fierce glare, warning him not to speak out of turn. He frowned unhappily and said, "Hey, I just want to explain..."

The rebellious and unruly hair was combed back, and the tall and imposing teacher Dongyun was dressed in a handsome gray suit. Behind his cool punk glasses, his narrow eyes shone with a sharp light as he stared at us intently.

The faint scent of ink and green tea emanating from the teacher slowly enveloped me, and the warmth coming from above my head made me feel at ease. I don't know why, but suddenly I felt very aggrieved, and a wave of sourness surged up uncontrollably from my nose.