Act Ten

With the arrival of Zhuo Yan and their cohort, the number of students has significantly increased. Even though the instructor has mastered the Nezha technique, which allows for multiple arms, it is still impossible for one person to manage so many stubborn students. Therefore, it was decided to assign a class mentor to each class.

Since the implementation of the class tutor responsibility system, the most significant achievement is not the decrease in student crime rates or the reduction in error rates, but rather the frequency of class meetings, which has surged like bamboo shoots after a rain, showing an unstoppable upward trend

She replied to him: "First of all, pfft! I am ashamed of your ignorance! I must correct you, my hair is not like Sadako's! Sadako's hair is not as straight as mine; she has never had a perm! Remember, I have the hair of Cleopatra! Thank you!!! Secondly, pfft again! Wasn't my romantic affair forced by you? If I am to blame, who else should I blame?"

The river and mountains began to howl restlessly, "Lu Yang, I beg you, just kill me! I can no longer go on living!"

Next to her, Jiang Shan whispered in a voice that resembled the buzzing of a mosquito, "Please, that is not being demure! What you just did was called 'being sleepy'! Thank you!"

The two individuals both appear to be attentively listening with their eyes fixed ahead, yet they are engaged in a relentless verbal battle, their mouths continuously sparring with words.

How to talk about her

Lu Yang furrowed his brows, "Did I hear that wrong? While the teacher was talking up there, I kept hearing the two of you whispering about how much you cherish each other, and it was so fervent that I felt like my temples were about to burst before my nose!"

A good university, after all this, is no different from a high school

Zhuo Yan found a seat and sat down

Zhuo Yan ignored her threats

She slowly turned her head, then slowly raised it, looking apprehensively at the podium, and then she discovered—

Lu Yang, however, ignored her completely, gazing ahead with a serious expression.

Jiang Shan disregarded Zhuo Yan's contempt for him, and after clicking his tongue twice, he said in a peculiar tone: "Tsk tsk! It seems that with a bit of tidying up, you can indeed present yourself decently. I must say, you actually managed to get Zhang Yidi to allow you to approach him. When it comes to people, although we all grow up eating grains, there are still differences. Just look at him, cold and aloof, while I am quite refined and cultured. But to go back to the point, you say Zhang Yidi allows you to get close; does this indicate that he has good patience, or does it mean that your skin is rather thick and your ability to withstand pressure is quite strong?"

The result of this gentleman's actions, however, surprised her greatly—she did not expect that he would develop a strong affection for the apple basket they had encountered by chance in life. "How about this: I will play basketball at the court in front of your dormitory building, and when you finish your class meeting and return, you can conveniently bring the basket to me."

Jiang Shan kicked towards Zhuo Yan with his foot from under the table

Lu Yang came over, sat down with a thud, and looked at Jiang Shan with a face full of sympathy, "The class monitor is truly unfortunate, unable to see through the sins of the mortal world. This girl in our dormitory is always ruthless when it comes to making others uncomfortable. Today, she only gave you an internal injury and didn't make you spit out half your life; you are indeed blessed with great fortune and destiny!"

He mentioned that in a few days, leaders from the Ministry of Education will come to the school to inspect the work. In order to create a positive campus atmosphere, he requested that male and female students, when interacting with each other, should be mindful to avoid overly intimate physical contact, such as holding hands, hugging, or even kissing.

The result is that Jiang Shan, like Lu Yang, also ignores her, staring straight ahead with a face full of feigned righteousness

Lu Yang replied confidently, "You idiot! You had your hair permed yesterday, and today you're lying on the table to sleep. Isn't that going to bend it!"

Lu Yang immediately wore a dazed expression, staring at her like a zombie and said: "I really want to kill you!"

She knew that Lu Yang had always harbored this thought, constantly thinking that he could slaughter her a thousand times throughout his life, and she had long since become accustomed to it

The country is unwilling to show weakness, "What nonsense! Nonsense to you, you shameless person! Your romantic escapades have been known throughout the school, spreading from one to ten, and ten to a hundred. How can you blame me? You unreasonable little vixen!"

The class advisor announced the end of the meeting with a look of utter bewilderment on his face, furrowing his brows in confusion and exclaiming: "How strange? Is it that my hearing has been poor lately? Why do I always feel a buzzing sound below, yet I don't see anyone chatting? How odd..."

The moment she heard him hum, she felt as if she were witnessing the blooming of a hundred flowers and the return of spring to the earth—how beautiful this world is!

With a wail, she said to Zhang Yidi: "From the perspective of experience, our class meeting should at least be held for one class period. Look at this basket..."

The true purpose of the class advisor's meeting was gradually revealed only by the thirtieth minute of the session—what had been said before was merely a performance of personal speech and eloquence

After sitting down, he glanced sideways at Zhuo Yan, making a clicking sound with his mouth, "Tsk tsk! What did the ancients say? One day apart calls for a fresh look! I must say, Wenjing, you have really gone all out for a photograph!"

Zhuo Yan seriously suspects that Comrade Jiang Shan's head has been caught in the dormitory door by them

Zhuo Yan immediately retorted, "Oh please! How would I know why you are so fond of me!"

Zhuo Yan stared in shock, "Ah?! Yang Yang, you haven't been driven crazy by the class advisor's procrastination, have you? How could it be possible! Friends should not be in disarray!"

Jiang Shan was also intently gazing ahead, not looking at her, and angrily said: "Pah! Why would I care so much about you!"

She was staring intently ahead, but her mouth was quietly moving as she softly reproached Jiang Shanjun beside her: "Buddy, aren't you being a bit disloyal? Did you report me to the class monitor? Otherwise, how could what he just said be so pointed?"

She felt it was necessary to adopt a strategy of using poison to counteract poison and to deal with shamelessness with shamelessness.

She sensed something unusual: she did not know when it had started, but the classroom had become eerily quiet, even the class teacher no longer spoke

Zhuo Yan shot a glance at Lu Yang, feeling as if her eyelids were fluttering with a myriad of emotions. "Sigh, I understand your feelings. I am but a beauty envied by others!"

He originally had quite a handsome face, but due to his rather lewd expression, Zhuo Yan couldn't help but feel that he was truly asking for a beating at that moment

Zhuo Yan glared at him immediately, "Pah! You are the one who is a shit pot!"

A muffled groan of his painful endurance reached my ears

He earnestly told everyone: "Once you enter university, you are adults. In principle, you are allowed to date and have relationships, but do not forget that you are still students. As students, your primary focus should be on your studies. At the very least, during your first and second years, do not let too many other matters distract you from your energy. For instance, some female students may develop feelings for male students from other departments or classes, which leads them to daydream at night, causing them to feel drowsy during lectures. If this continues, their grades will undoubtedly decline..."

Zhuo Yan blinked blankly, and after a brief moment of astonishment, she nodded in a flustered manner and replied to Zhang Jun: "Uh... ah? Ah... ah! I understand! Alright! No problem!"

Zhuo Yan raised her hand, feigning a composed and elegant demeanor, brushing aside a few strands of hair that fell gracefully by her temples. She looked at Jiang Shan and spoke softly, "You just asked how Zhang Yidi would allow me to get close, right? Well, how should I put it? It's all about natural beauty! My hair is quite outstanding; who wouldn't be moved by it?" As she spoke, she turned her head and shot a flirtatious glance at Jiang Shan, continuing in a coy tone, "Big brother, use Head & Shoulders; it will make you as confident as I am!"

Speaking of class advisors, this is actually a new phenomenon in schools

The great class advisor is intently gazing at the book with her

The class tutor spoke up, "Zhuo Wenjing, you have completely let down everyone's expectations and hopes for you! Still calling yourself 'Wenjing'? Tell me, when have you ever been quiet? Sit down and listen to me carefully, no more disruptions!"

Jiang Shan walked down from the podium and sat down beside her

Zhuo Yan turned her head and glared at Jiang Shan, shouting at him: "Are you tired of living? Do you still want to get married?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yan felt that Lu Yang was indeed looking out for her, and she couldn't help but feel a bit touched. "Yangyang, you are really great! I admire you! But next time you wake me up, could you not pinch me? Pinching is fine, but could you please avoid pinching my thigh? It hurts!"

Upon hearing that a class meeting was to be held, Zhuo Yan felt an overwhelming sense of dread.

Student Jiang, may I ask what you just said, something so nonsensical? I must say, your audacity surpasses even mine—despite speaking so chaotically, you still manage to find opportunities to praise yourself. You are truly talented!

Zhuo Yan muttered softly with her head down, feeling unconvinced: "Why is there no quiet time? Wasn't she quite quiet at the beginning?"

Zhuo Yan was extremely displeased, ruthlessly stomping on the back of Jiang Shan's foot with all her might under the table

His serious expression nearly drove Zhuo Yan to madness

Zhuo Yan gradually began to understand the situation

Zhang Yidi turned and left

In previous years, there were no so-called class advisors; all matters were managed solely by the department head.

She schemed slyly, thinking that Zhang Jun would probably say, "Otherwise, let's do it another day," and then, for the sake of convenience in contacting her, would intentionally leave behind some contact information or something like that

Jiang Shan said with a serious expression, "It is evident that I have talent. Furthermore, I do not believe that speaking the truth and having a thick skin are related, thank you."

Zhuo Yan and Zhang Yi Di had originally agreed to go pick up the apple basket together after class, but before they could leave the classroom, Jiang Shan burst in like a rocket and rushed to the podium, loudly announcing: "All students from Class 3 of Self-Control, please stay behind; the class advisor wants to hold a class meeting!"

The Jiangshan was also busy trying to clarify, "Comrade Lu Yang, I want to say that as the class leader, I have always treated you well, you cannot just dump this pot of filth on my head!"

Zhuo Yan was enraged by Jiang Shan's words

Zhuo Yan was momentarily stunned, "Yang Yang, with tears in my eyes, I want to speak a heartfelt truth to you: those donkey ears of yours for the Emperor, it's fortunate they didn't grow on Bao Zheng's head, otherwise how many wrongful cases would be created?"

Zhuo Yanyue increasingly felt that the class advisor's words were somewhat profound and had deeper implications

She cautiously lifted her head to look at the class instructor, always feeling that his gaze was intentionally or unintentionally sweeping over her.

As she nodded in agreement, she couldn't help but secretly ponder: Could this gentleman perhaps have a penchant for collecting baskets...

Zhuo Yan quickly turned her head and fiercely asked him: "Why did you kick me? Don't use your hands or feet! Don't forget that you are about to have a family!"

Zhuo Yan repeatedly asked her, "Ah? Is it possible? Speak up? I'm asking you?" She did not respond at all, but persistently gazed ahead, as if there were a sacred sickle and axe intersecting high above.

The class monitor stood on the podium, droning on about something. Zhuo Yan wanted to pay attention, but the more she focused, the heavier her eyelids felt. Just as she was about to doze off, Lu Yang pinched her leg hard, jolting her awake. She glared at Lu Yang in anger and growled, "Why did you pinch me?"

Jiang Shan was immediately struck by a strong sensation, and without a second thought, began to cough, turning red in the face. One hand pressed against his chest while the other pointed sharply like a knife at Zhuo Yan, struggling and shouting: "Hurry up and shut your mouth! Didn't the Buddha say that not disgusting others is worth the merit of building a seven-story pagoda? Zhuo Wenjing, I beg you, accumulate some virtue and build a pagoda for yourself!"

Zhuo Yan was startled by the sharp gaze of the class instructor, causing her to shiver all over, and like a frightened ostrich, she quickly lowered her head again

Lu Yang rubbed his temples and weakly asked Zhuo Yan: "Wen Jing, tell me the truth, are you having an affair with Class Leader Jun?"