A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

"My dear son, did you feel wronged at school? Did your teacher criticize you? Did that girl Chen Pannan do something wrong again?"

Chen Huaijin was so angry that she was coaxed by her own mother and pushed Song Xiangzhi away with a temper.

"It's all your fault, why did you take Chen Pannan home. Since she came back, my life has not been smooth, and now I have become a laughing stock because of her."

Chen Huaijin's strength was so great that she almost pushed Song Xiangzhi down, but she didn't get angry.

If this were Chen Pannan, Song Xiangzhi would definitely cry and wipe away her tears, calling her a little beast with no conscience and a white-eyed wolf.

"Good, don't be angry. Mom will go to school tomorrow and tell your teacher that I cut the clothes."

"What's the use of what you said, Chen Pannan installed a camera in the room and took a video!"

The more Chen Huaijin thought about it, the more angry he became. He kicked the chair over, and Chen Huaiyu jumped with a bang.

"Who are you putting on fire? If you hadn't cut off Chen Pannan's clothes, she wouldn't have exposed our relationship at school."

"I'm not venting my anger for you and mom, I don't know what's wrong."

Chen Huaijin was so angry that she yelled at Chen Huaiyu, her eyes were red with anger.

"Mom, look at Huai Jin, he's all fired at me."

Song Xiangzhi was full of sons, and replied to Chen Huaiyu angrily: "Why are you messing with him, Huai Jin is not happy."

When Chen Xukun came back, the family of four discussed it and decided to follow what Chen Huaijin said, call Mr. Hu and say that Chen Pannan is the daughter of a relative.

The family wanted to teach Chen Pannan a good lesson after she came back, but no one came back until the early morning.

"Bitch Pizi must have done shady deeds outside, and that's why he doesn't go home every day."

Song Xiangzhi's eyes hurt, and she cursed bitterly. Chen Xukun patted her shoulder and yawned sleepily: "Go to sleep, the phone is also called, and I can teach her a lesson when Pannan comes back."

"Don't touch me, you're really a light dad, you have the ability to lead your baby Pannan to live."

Chen Xukun was stunned by his wife's face, and half of his drowsiness flew: "What do you mean by that, dare your daughter didn't come out of your stomach?"

"I'm guilty. I should do it. You can't stay home for three days and five days. I'm a sinner by worrying about my children at home every day."

"Ah, ah, what are you talking about, that's not what I meant. I see all your dedication to this family..."

Chen Xukun understood that in the face of his wife's war, a timely compromise was the only solution.

Although Chen Huaijin's parents called Mr. Hu to clarify, the news still spread in the school that sisters Chen Pannan and Chen Huaiyu were brothers and sisters.

Facing the teasing and ridicule of their classmates, the siblings felt as uncomfortable as eating flies every time.

Fortunately, with the passage of time, new campus hotspots appeared, and everyone gradually forgot about this.

As for Chen Huaijin, since Shu Ange announced their relationship, he never said a word to her in public.

Shu Ange never came home, Song Xiangzhi was so angry that she finally swore and swore that she would never spend a penny on her again.

The most satisfying is Chen Huaiyu. God knows how annoying she is. Every day she goes home, she sees Chen Pannan's gloomy face.

The mid-term exam came as scheduled, and Shu Ange used the ointment she made half a month ago.

The scars left by the burns on her face are old scars, and the new ointment can only be applied by breaking the old scars.

In order not to attract the attention of others, she kept her hair longer.

The school rules expressly stipulate that girls' bangs cannot cover their faces, and the original owner is considered a special case. She has blocked half of her face since Gao, and no one will pay special attention to her.

The ointment prepared by Shu Ange has a miraculous effect on treating scars and promoting skin growth.

In just two weeks, new pink flesh has grown on her cheeks, in stark contrast to the normal skin around her.

Before she treated her scar, Shu Ange took a photo with a camera to record it—she bought the camera from the second-hand market.

Under her meticulous care, the skin on her face and hands is much whiter and tenderer than when she first entered the mission.

According to the recovery process of the skin on the scar on his left cheek, Shu Ange mixes different plasters, and strives to return to normal as soon as possible.

She touched the skin that was as smooth as freshly peeled eggs, and felt that the effect should be better than she imagined.

The mid-term examination is the joint examination of the seven schools in Z city, and the seven famous schools use a unified test paper for assessment. In order to maintain fairness and justice, other national teachers with other identities are specially invited to submit papers.

According to everyone's feedback after the exam, they all felt that the exam questions were too difficult and the results were not satisfactory.

Probably because the mid-term exam was too difficult, everyone returned to school after a weekend without a smile on their faces.

"Well, the grades will be released tomorrow, I hope I can pass every subject."

"Don't mention it, I had a dream on Saturday, and the dreamer got 59 points in the math test. Who the **** came up with the fairy question?"

There was mourning in the classroom, and Shu Ange sat quietly in the corner, flipping through the "Illustrated Book of Chinese Herbal Medicine" borrowed from the library.

She didn't have any friends in the class, and she didn't plan to be friends with them given their attitude towards the original owner.

From a long time ago, Shu Ange began to think about the issue of school violence.

The perpetrators of school violence are usually not one or two. This unique group of violence occurs most often in schools.

Many people do not realize the "evil" of their actions, especially those who abuse verbal violence, they even forget everything they have done.

For victims, the injuries they have suffered are as difficult to erase as the scars branded on their chests.

For the perpetrators, all "atrocities" are just jokes made by young people.

Since both the perpetrator and the victim subject are minors, it is difficult to punish under the law.

Responding to difficulties is Shu Ange's consistent style. She is determined to break the tough bone of "school violence".

On Tuesday morning, before 7:30, the campus bulletin board was already full of people.

This is a consistent style in the province, where the results of the top 100 students are announced every time they take the exam.

The top 20 at all levels are drawn in bronzing fonts, and are called "Little Gold List" by the students, and the remaining 80 are registered on the ordinary red list.

Pei Han was standing under the red list with a checkered schoolbag on his back, wanting to see whether he did well in the first class test or the second class test this time, but when he saw the first place, he instantly became uneasy.

"The first name of the science department in the second year of high school is Chen Pannan. Is this result true? It's too exaggerated!"

"English 150, math 150, Chinese 145... I chose to be autistic. The last time I left the exam room, the university boss in our class said that the exam questions were particularly difficult."

"Hey, when the tyrants say it's hard, I mean it's hard for us scumbags."

When Shu Ange walked to the red list, he happened to hear other students talking.

(Meow, let's wait for someone to arrive~~)