We ordinary people also need to fall in love.

Li Mubai quickly washed up, rushed downstairs, and arrived at the teaching building. After waiting for a while, Xie Shu and Chen Qiuhe gradually appeared in front of him.

"Li Mubai, you're here so early?" Chen Qiuhe asked.

"No, I just arrived."

"Let's go upstairs," Xie Shu said.

It felt like we were about to enter some kind of dungeon, Li Mubai thought to himself.

The Department of Ideological and Political Education is not located in the administration building, but on the fourth floor of the teaching building, ostensibly to be closer to the students.

Soothing music began to play as the campus radio station started broadcasting today's program—Mental Health: "Emotional Weather Forecast: Identify Your 'Mood Barometer'".

Xie Shu gently knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Li Mubai slowly exhaled, suppressing the tension in his heart, and followed them inside.

This private office wasn't just for Lu Zhong; Zhong Jianjun was also sitting opposite him.

"Teacher Lu, Teacher Zhong." Xie Shuxian set an example, and Li Mubai and Chen Qiuhe followed suit.

"Teacher Lu, this is the responsibility statement we've written."

Xie Shu handed the letter of responsibility to Lu Zhong, who quickly glanced at it and then said:

"Stop wasting your time on trivial things. Alright, get back to class."

As Li Mubai walked out of the office, he was still somewhat dazed.

"What's wrong? Still not enough?" Chen Qiuhe said.

"No, I didn't expect it to end so quickly."

He thought there was a "fierce battle" to be fought.

"Actually, most teachers don't care what students do; they only care about their grades," Xie Shu said.

It seems that, whether it's being gentle or strict, they are just using their own methods to urge students to study, and the college entrance examination pass rate is the school's most important indicator and task.

Despite the reality, Li Mubai was still very grateful to the teachers who had helped him.

"Hurry up, let's go back to class."

Chen Qiuhe urged, then, her eyes darting around, she added:

"Let's have a race to see who gets to the classroom first."

"Fool, who would participate in such a boring competition with Chen Qiuhe, with no reward whatsoever?" Li Mubai glanced at Chen Qiuhe sideways.

As soon as she finished speaking, she took a step and ran away in a flash.

"Class monitor, what about us?" Li Mubai turned to look at Xie Shu.

"Let's take it slow."

"Um."

……

"Old Lu, what's going on here?" Zhong Jianjun watched as Lu Zhong casually put the letter of responsibility that Xie Shu had just handed over into a drawer.

"It's all because Xie Shu and those two classmates insisted on feeding a stray cat. If it scratches a student, how will the school take responsibility? Xie Shu said she would take responsibility, and she even wrote a letter of responsibility and handed it in."

"Feeding stray cats is fine, but stray dogs are a no-go, too dangerous," Zhong Jianjun said after a moment's thought.

"Prevent problems before they arise, give them a wake-up call, and stop feeding just any animal at school."

"Too."

"Speaking of which, there's another boy. Lao Zhong, you'd better tell Chang Guo to keep an eye on things and not let him get involved in a relationship too early, as it might affect Xie Shu's studies," Lu Zhong said.

"What was the boy's name?"

Lu Zhong took out the responsibility agreement from the drawer again and glanced at the signature.

"Li Mubai, that's a pretty poetic name, I just wonder how his grades are."

"Okay, I'll talk to Changguo about it later."

Zhong Jianjun thought for a moment and said:

"However, for a family like Xie Shu's, studying is just an experience for her. Even if she doesn't do well in school, she doesn't need to worry about her future."

"That's true, maybe her monthly allowance is higher than our salaries," Lu Zhong joked.

"So let's not worry about her anymore, let's give her some freedom."

"Haha, never mind, let's continue with your plans for going to No. 1 High School on Friday."

Lu Zhong chuckled and skipped the topic.

……

"I was the first one to arrive at the classroom; I was number one."

When Xie Shu and Li Mubai arrived at the classroom, Chen Qiuhe immediately announced.

"Yes, you're number one," Li Mubai replied dismissively.

"According to the competition rules, the last person to arrive at the classroom must buy milk tea for the first two people," Chen Qiuhe said.

"What are the competition rules? Did they just mention them?" Li Mubai asked, puzzled.

"Yes, there must be winners and losers in any competition. Li Mubai, you were the last one to arrive at the classroom, so you have to treat Xie Shu and me to milk tea."

"I have no idea."

He adhered to the three no's principle: no knowledge, no purchase, and no invitation. What could Chen Qiuhe do to him?

"You don't know? Xie Shu knows, you weren't paying attention, were you?" Chen Qiuhe looked at Xie Shu, her eyes gesturing to her.

"Yes, I heard you." Xie Shu nodded.

Did you hear that? Could it be that the two of them teamed up to set him up?

"Let's talk about it later, class is about to start."

As soon as Li Mubai finished speaking, four boys, including Wang Rui and Yang Kun, rushed in through the back door of the classroom.

The bell rang, and class began.

During the afternoon class meeting, Wu Changguo explained in detail the arrangements for going to No. 1 Middle School on Friday. He said it was for exchange and learning, but it was actually just everyone listening to a lecture together.

Students attend lectures in the auditorium of No. 1 Middle School in the morning and afternoon. After lunch, students from No. 3 and No. 6 Middle Schools can choose to return to the auditorium to rest or freely tour the campus, but they cannot leave the school grounds.

"On Friday, you must maintain good discipline. Remember, we represent No. 6 Middle School, do you hear me?" Wu Changguo suddenly shouted the last sentence.

"I heard you."

"Okay, take out your political workbook and go over the weekend's homework."

After class meeting, Li Mubai finished dinner but didn't rush back to the classroom. Instead, he went to the convenience store.

There are no milk tea shops on campus, only Assam, U-Love-Me, and Xiangpiaopiao. Since it won't cost much, I might as well splurge this once.

He opened the beverage cabinet, hesitated for a moment, and took out two bottles of Assam Sencha Milk Green Tea flavor. For a period of time in his first year of high school, he betrayed Jasmine Green Tea and bought a bottle of Assam Sencha Milk Green Tea flavor every day.

Li Mubai walked to the checkout line, and there were others behind him in line.

"Senior, what a coincidence, we run into you again."

Li Mubai turned around and saw Zhou Ruo.

He still had some impression of this junior who still harbored feelings for him. She would send him blessings on important holidays and sometimes ask him questions about his studies.

However, Zhou Ruo is a junior who knows when to advance and retreat. She rarely contacts him and does not show any obvious signs of liking him. If it were someone who chats with him every day, Li Mubai would probably just directly reject her and tell her to stop bothering him.

"Hmm, hello," he replied indifferently.

Zhou Ruo was standing behind her best friend, who looked away and pretended to be very busy.

"Senior, why did you buy two bottles of Assam coffee?"

"Yes, I bought two bottles."

……

There was a moment of silence. Zhou Ruo's best friend turned around, looked at the Assam in Li Mubai's hand, and asked:

"Senior, did you buy this bottle for a friend?"

Um--

"No, I'll drink two bottles, this one is delicious."

Zhou Ruo looked at the yogurt in her hand, then glanced at Li Mubai's green-packaged Assam milk tea.

beep!

Li Mubai took out his money to pay the bill, and then said to the two of them:

"I'm leaving now, goodbye."

Watching Li Mubai disappear from sight, Zhou Ruo immediately said to her best friend:

"Xiaoyan, you scan the snacks first, I'll go buy a bottle of Assam."

After saying that, she quickly ran towards the beverage counter.

Fortunately, Zhou Ruo left and returned quickly, not keeping her best friend Luo Xiaoyan waiting too long.

"How far have you written your novel?" Luo Xiaoyan asked on the way back.

"Not many, ninety-three chapters." Zhou Ruo took a sip of the Assam tea and replied. It was indeed quite delicious, she thought to herself.

"Have you considered posting it online? Like on platforms such as Yangshizi?"

"I haven't considered that yet."

"You can give it a try, you might just become a sensation," Luo Xiaoyan encouraged.

"I'll write up to chapter 150 first," Zhou Ruo said after thinking for a moment.

"How long will that take?"

High school students don't have much time to write novels. Zhou Ruo writes in her spare time, sometimes in a notebook, and then converts it into an electronic file using a tablet.

"It's okay, take your time." Zhou Ruo was full of confidence; her recent experience had given her inspiration again.

Luo Xiaoyan glanced at Zhou Ruo, looking forward to the day when he finished writing, so she could properly appreciate his science fiction work.