Rebirth caused a scandal, but accidentally saved Bai Yueguang

Chapter 38: Signs of Social Death
Upon hearing this, Xu Zhe'an patted Xu Weishi's shoulder and began to play the victim:
"It's more than just being broke. I've lost both my money and my life. If you come back later, I'm afraid my pocket money for the next few years will be deducted."

Xu Weishi naturally knew about this matter. Zhong Yuan had explained it to him, so he could only pretend not to hear it. He looked around and asked:

"Where's Xiaoyun? I brought her a birthday present."

Seeing his father change the subject and being more tactful than before, Xu Zhe'an understood that this must have been taught by his mother.

"She's resting on the balcony."

After saying that, Xu Zhe'an witnessed his father taking out a small gift bag from his briefcase, then walking towards the balcony. The moment he opened the balcony door, Jiang Yun turned over and got up from the recliner.

It can be seen that both of them are very reserved. One bows to express gratitude, while the other waves his hand to indicate that you're welcome.

Xu Zhe'an wanted to laugh when he saw this, and thought to himself:
Professor Xu can also experience the torment at school at home.

I remember that my father had just transferred from the hospital to teach full-time at the university. His deeds spread throughout the school, and there were all kinds of rumors. After hearing so many rumors, he became serious.

No matter how my mother and I try to persuade her, it has almost no effect.

His graduate students highly praised him for his high professional level, kindness and caring attitude towards others, but he was widely criticized for his communication skills.

I have seen his teaching skills. He can control his tone in class and he would not talk unless he could.

If Jiang Yun was at home, he would have to deal with her, and perhaps he could take this opportunity to correct his communication problems.

Xu Zhe'an felt good when he thought about this.

In less than three minutes, he saw his father come into the house and went to greet him.

"Dad, what did you give me?"

"A sandalwood comb. Your mother suggested it."

As Xu Weishi spoke, he took out a red envelope from his pocket.

"I'll keep this for you. Don't tell your mother, or we'll both be broke in the future."

"I knew Dad would never forget me. I definitely won't tell her."

Xu Zhe'an took the red envelope, opened it and felt its thickness, which was about one thousand yuan.

"Thank you, Dad. Go get some rest."

Xu Weishi went back to the bedroom without saying anything else.

For Xu Zhe'an, this unexpected money came at the right time. He had a great time eating out yesterday, and Zhong Yuan classified his pocket money as grocery money and gave it all to Jiang Yun.

Without money in my pocket, I feel like I have no confidence to walk.

After completely destroying the red envelope and hiding the money, Xu Zhe'an came to the balcony. Jiang Yun had already put the recliner back in place and was sitting on a stool reading a book.

"Sister Yun, why can't I find your Chinese test paper? Did you forget to bring it back?"

"Why are you so active today? I haven't seen you before."

Jiang Yun asked calmly, her eyes and hands never leaving the book.

"I want to see the intention of your composition and appreciate it."

The reason I ask is because the topic of the Chinese composition this morning was very new - based on the materials, talk about your understanding of "Meeting you is my luck."

Xu Zhe'an was a little looking forward to it. When he provided his arguments, every word and sentence was based on Jiang Yun's characteristics.

"I won't show it to you. I threw the paper away and you won't be able to find it."

Jiang Yun placed her hands on the table, resting her chin on them, blinking at Xu Zhe'an and answering triumphantly.

"Take a look and I'll help you analyze how much you need to get a perfect score."

Xu Zhe'an explained in a high-sounding manner, blowing the hair on the side of Jiang Yun.

“No way.”

Jiang Yun shook her head slightly.

"I'm still not through with someone bullying me today. If you behave well later, I'll read it to you verbatim."

This girl really holds a grudge.

Xu Zhe'an suggested with a hint of helplessness:
"Next time, I'll wait until you're ready, okay? I can also offer a lift."

"..."

Jiang Yun pouted, her eyes wide open, and looked at Xu Zhe'an without saying a word, muttering silently in her heart:

You don’t dare to hug me at home, so you have to hug me in front of so many people outside.

You are not ashamed, but I am not shameless.

Reserved, huh~
You want me to call you brother, but you don't create any opportunities. How can I take the initiative?

The more they talked, the more excited they became. One of them couldn't help but shout out:

"Fool Xu Zhe'an."

"Ok?"

Xu Zhe'an was completely confused by the sudden scolding.

"So Sister Yun, do you agree or not?"

"Ah...I don't want it."

Jiang Yun felt ashamed of her previous wild thoughts. After answering Xu Zhe'an, she buried her face in her arms.

Perhaps she was too tired from the exam today, and sleepiness kept coming back to her. She packed up her books and went to bed.

Xu Zhe'an sat outside alone, trying to figure out Jiang Yun's thoughts.

……

September 5th, 20:6 am.

Xu Zhe'an was woken up by Jiang Yun. Even after washing up, he was still a little dizzy. He sat at the dining table without any appetite.

As for the reason for the fatigue, it was just bad luck.

After the English test yesterday, I went to Yang Minghui as usual to get the answers in advance. Who knew that I would come across the "good thing" of moving things to the office. No one can refuse the labor that comes to the door.

Under Yang Minghui's arrangement, Xu Zhe'an moved things back and forth again, from the first floor to the third floor, more than ten times.

I haven't done heavy work in a while, so suddenly doing it can be overwhelming for my muscles. Yesterday afternoon, I came home fine, but by midnight, my arm felt like it was going to break.

Jiang Yun, who was sitting opposite, didn't care whether it was hot or not, and drank the vegetable and lean meat porridge in big gulps.

After she quickly finished eating, she sat next to Xu Zhe'an, picked up a spoon, scooped up the steaming porridge, and blew gently.

I don’t know if she was pretending, but it didn’t matter to her, it was just a matter of convenience.

"Open your mouth, ah~"

While Jiang Yun was feeding him, she half-clenched her other hand under the spoon and said indignantly:

"Are you stupid? You can't even say there's an emergency at home. Where did your usual carefree attitude go?"

Although it sounded like he was being criticized, Xu Zhe'an felt very happy in his heart.

"I did want to refuse at first, but you don't know me well enough. I'm such a kindhearted person. Lao Yang almost begged me for help. How could I refuse?"

"Don't explain to me, stupid."

Jiang Yun nudged his face with the joint of her thumb.

"I'll get the answers myself later. Eat quickly."

"okay."

Xu Zhe'an was really honest this time.

After breakfast, the two of them walked slowly to school.

Xu Zhe'an was in a particularly good mood. Jiang Yun beside him kept chattering about his grievances. It was a very comfortable feeling.

Today was the day the results were released, and those who had arrived early were engaged in a heated discussion about the exam. If someone's answer differed from the majority, there would be complaints of "Ah, I was careless!" Others would share their own unique approaches to solving the problems, and the atmosphere was as lively as a morning market.

Ever since someone asked Xu Zhe'an last time whether he thought the questions were difficult or not, and he said they were, but the result was over 700 points, no one has asked again.

But there are still people who seek his help. They go home and mark the questions that they still can't solve after thinking hard about them, write down their own steps, and wait for him to point out the key to solving the problem.

Especially when it comes to the parts that everyone agrees are difficult, if one person comes over to ask, the explanation will attract more people, and soon Xu Zhe'an's table will be surrounded by people.

Jiang Yun cared about this situation, but not completely. What she cared about was the time they spent alone together.

But it’s good for classmates to help each other, and the more popular Xu Zhe’an is, the more it proves that she has good vision, and she shines brightly and brilliantly.

It was not until 9 o'clock that all the people at the table left.

Xu Zhe'an immediately turned to look at Jiang Yun and asked with a smile:
"Sister Yun, I'm handsome, right?"

"Handsome guy, your arm doesn't hurt anymore?"

Jiang Yun poked his triceps.

"hiss…"

A sour feeling instantly spread throughout his body, and Xu Zhe'an's face became grim.

Jiang Yun originally thought they would stay for half an hour at most, but she underestimated their thirst for knowledge, and they stayed from 7:30 until now.

"Oh, Mr. Xu, you know the pain. You can clearly express it with your mouth, but you have to write it several times. Do you like to suffer for yourself?"

Her tone revealed her extreme dissatisfaction.

To Xu Zhe'an it was an accusation, but to the person at the front table it was just flirting.

Although they were doing their own things, the smiles on their faces were very obvious. After all, it is human nature to love gossip.

According to the previous exams, the transcripts should have been received long ago, but now we haven’t even been notified to pick up the answer sheets.

The classroom was filled with anxiety, tension and anticipation, which made Jiang Yun, who was already unhappy, keep writing bad things about Xu Zhe'an on the paper.

At this moment, Yang Minghui walked into the classroom with the test papers and transcripts of various subjects. Seeing this, Lin Songyuan and a group of class representatives took the initiative to go on stage to distribute everyone's answer sheets.

Ten minutes later, the busy people distributed all the answer sheets, but Xu Zhe'an and Jiang Yun did not get their Chinese answer sheets.

After asking around, they found that only they two didn't have it.

Xu Zhe'an stood up and walked to the podium and asked:
"Teacher Yang, Jiang Yun and I haven't received our Chinese answer sheets yet. Did you forget them in the office?"

Yang Minghui raised his head, pushed up his glasses, and said with a rather creepy smile on his face:
"Don't worry, your teacher Xu has taken it to Class 2 to study."

"what?"

The moment Xu Zhe'an heard these words, he felt like he was struck by lightning.

"Teacher Yang, are you sure? Why are you reading ours?"

"That's your Chinese teacher's business. She said she won't give you two full marks. You have to come to our class to study later."

After Yang Minghui glanced around the classroom, he asked Xu Zhe'an to return to his seat first, and then patted the desk.

When everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at him, a smile suddenly appeared on his serious face.

"Everyone did well this time. Our class average score is back to first place. We need to maintain that. The students with higher scores also performed well. Xu Zhe'an scored 703 points, and Jiang Yun scored 696 points, ranking second and third in the grade, respectively."

After Yang Minghui finished speaking, he led the applause.

Xu Zhe'an gave Jiang Yun a thumbs up and whispered to her:

"Congratulations, Sister Yun."

"Go away, you still have the mood to laugh."

When Jiang Yun heard the news that Xu Zhe'an had to read the composition, she felt like the sky was falling.

Her original plan was to collect the answer sheets as soon as they were distributed, but now she had to dig a hole and bury them on the spot.

"Just accept your fate. It's good that I didn't ask you to read it yourself."

Xu Zhe'an comforted him.

If he was alone, he would be a real social failure, but if Jiang Yun was with him, it would be different. In everyone's eyes, the two of them were a couple, showing off their love in disguise, and it was a very high-end kind.

Besides, he asked Jiang Yun what she wrote the day before yesterday, but she refused to tell him. There must be a hidden story, and I will reveal the answer later.

Thinking of this, the discomfort in my heart disappeared, replaced by anticipation.

Yang Minghui encouraged and urged at the same time, and after a passionate mobilization, he hurriedly left the classroom.

The transcript was circulated among everyone, and a lot of words about Xu Zhe'an and Jiang Yun could be heard. They were a perfect couple, the best to hear.

"Sister Yun, why are you looking so gloomy after the exam? Bah! Bah! Bah! It's ruining your character."

"Don't talk, I... oh, I can't explain it to you clearly."

Jiang Yun simply covered her face and waited quietly for the "judgment".

"Oh, don't be afraid, I'm here. It's just an argumentative essay. Let her read it."

As soon as Xu Zhe'an finished speaking, the sound of high heels clicking was heard in the corridor, attracting many people's attention. Chinese teacher Xu Shuping walked into a classroom, and her cheerful look aroused everyone's curiosity.

She is a PhD student in the Chinese Department of Jiangnan University. This is her sixth year at No. 1 Middle School, and she is already a senior teacher.

He gets along well with students and has strong teaching ability. He is known as the most popular teacher in the senior high school science class.

Lin Songyuan, who was sitting in the front, asked first:

"Teacher Xu, what's the good news?"

Xu Shuping held up the answer sheet in her hand and explained with a smile:

"Lin Songyuan is quite right. It's indeed a good thing. Two full marks for the essays."

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd below was in an uproar again. Some people were asking who it was, while the smart ones had already turned their attention to Xu Zhe'an and Jiang Yun.

"You know I always like to suppress scores, but this time I really couldn't. Everyone knows the title of the essay, 'Meeting You is My Luck.'"

She paused as she spoke. She had just enjoyed reading so much in Class 2 that her voice was a little hoarse.

After a minute's pause, he continued:
"Writing an argumentative essay on this topic is difficult. Almost everyone else chose an argumentative essay, but only Xu Zhe'an's was well-reasoned, with coherent arguments and supporting evidence. I can't find any fault with it."

As soon as she finished speaking, the classroom erupted in applause.

There are only two situations in which this situation can occur in Class 720. One is that someone in the class surpasses the first in Class , but that person has always scored points, which is a huge lead and difficult to achieve; the other is that someone in the class can get a certain subject teacher to praise him highly.

Xu Zhe'an was also infected by this atmosphere and responded with gratitude to the congratulatory glances.

"receive."

Xu Shuping clenched her raised hand into a fist and said with satisfaction:

"But I like the other one even more. It was written by Jiang Yun. It was the only essay in our class that received a perfect score using prose. Its sincerity and emotion moved me even after all my years of teaching."

Then there was another round of applause in the classroom.

Xu Zhe'an didn't care about the soreness in his arms and wanted to surpass everyone else.

At the same time, he turned sideways and moved closer to Jiang Yun.

"No wonder you didn't let me read it. It turns out to be prose. I'm going to listen carefully and learn from Sister Yun."

"Oh, how embarrassing! I never knew it would turn out like this."

Jiang Yun lay listlessly on the table, inattentive to everyone's congratulations.

"I've already read it in class two, but I pushed too hard and my throat feels a little uncomfortable."

Xu Shuping walked along the aisle towards the two of them while suggesting to everyone:

"Can you please let them both come up and read their compositions together?"

(End of this chapter)