We ordinary people also need to fall in love.

"I'll only talk about three things during this class meeting."

Zhong Jianjun stood on the podium with his hands behind his back, his sharp gaze sweeping over the entire class.

"First, go home this weekend and pay this semester's tuition. The specific procedures have already been sent to the parents' group."

His voice wasn't loud, but every word pierced the eardrums like nails.

"Secondly, after class ends at 11:50 a.m., you will study in the classroom for 20 minutes and will not be allowed to leave until 12:10 p.m. After school and lunch, you will return to the classroom at 6:30 p.m. to begin your self-study."

As soon as he finished speaking, the air in the classroom seemed to freeze for a few seconds. Zhao Feng pursed his lips and moved them several times, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

"The class monitor should make sure every student is supervised and write down the names of those who leave early," Zhong Jianjun added. "During these two time periods, I will check on everyone's learning progress from time to time through the surveillance cameras or by being there in person."

Li Mubai's heart sank. This was forcing him to stand against the entire class...

"Third, now change seats according to my seating chart. This will be your permanent seat. If you have any opinions, please let me know in private."

"Teacher, should we change now?" a girl couldn't help but raise her hand and ask.

"Change it immediately." Zhong Jianjun glanced at the corner. "Where's the audio-visual education committee member? Come up and turn on the multimedia system."

The projector lit up, and Zhong Jianjun's hand-drawn seating chart appeared on the screen. Li Mubai looked at it carefully and realized that he hadn't changed seats; he was still sitting in his current seat.

The classroom was filled with the screeching sound of desks and chairs being dragged and the dull thud of desk legs hitting the ground.

"Didn't you all eat lunch? Lift the tables and chairs and gently place them on the ground." Zhong Jianjun said with a stern face.

The people on either side of Li Mubai were replaced, and Zhang Hao took his place to his left.

"Let's continue the lesson now."

……

"Damn it! I was saying that hiding in the back would allow me to relax a bit, and now I've been moved to the front row too."

As soon as get out of class ended, Zhao Feng rushed from the second row to Li Mubai's side and muttered a curse in a low voice.

"Let's eat breakfast early, we only have an hour's break in the middle," Li Mubai reminded him.

"Sigh—" Zhao Feng sighed deeply, "It seems that senior year of high school is not easy. I hope I can take the college entrance exam soon."

No way, Li Mubai isn't confident he can get into Peking University yet. Besides, the first mock exam is this week, and there's going to be another parent-teacher meeting next week.

"Li Mubai, what a coincidence, I'm sitting right behind you." Lin Xinle's voice came from behind.

Li Mubai frowned slightly, glanced back, gave a faint "hmm," and then stood up with Zhao Feng and walked out of the classroom.

"Hey, who's sitting behind you?" Zhao Feng asked, leaning closer with a gossipy look on his face.

"Lin Xinle, vice class monitor."

"Oh—" Zhao Feng suddenly realized, then lowered his voice and winked, "She wouldn't be interested in you, would she?"

"Zhao Feng, you can't just say things like that."

"Hehe." Zhao Feng chuckled mischievously, "Now that you have XS, you should give the others to us, right?"

Li Mubai glanced at him speechlessly. What time is it? Why are you still thinking about dating? This is the most crucial year of senior year.

Suddenly, Zhao Feng patted his shoulder and gestured in one direction with his mouth.

Li Mubai looked over and saw Xie Shuzheng standing quietly under a tree by the roadside, the setting sun casting long shadows on the tree, with Deng Yi beside him.

"I'm going now. Remember not to be late for self-study, or I'll be in trouble."

Li Mubai left those words behind and strode toward Xie Shu.

Thank you for your letter.

"Okay, let's go have dinner." Xie Shu nodded, his tone indifferent.

Deng Yi glanced at her two "close friends" and tactfully waved her hand, "You two go ahead, I won't be eating dog food with you."

After saying that, she turned and left.

Li Mubai and Xie Shu exchanged a glance.

"We are good friends," Xie Shu said softly.

"Yes, close friends." Li Mubai nodded.

The two walked side by side toward the cafeteria. After a few steps, Li Mubai suddenly remembered something: "Right, where's Chen Qiuhe?"

Qiuhe said she wanted to study a little longer.

"She really is... hardworking." Li Mubai opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"After all, we've all seen her family background," Xie Shu said as he and Li Mubai walked toward the cafeteria.

"That's true." Li Mubai suddenly remembered something. "Xie Shu, isn't the application period for the school's financial aid for students from impoverished families approaching?"

"Yes, by the end of the month at the latest." Xie Shu paused, "However, it depends on whether Qiu He is willing."

Li Mubai paused for a moment. The biggest obstacle preventing him from applying for the poverty subsidy was not the required conditions, but his own self-esteem.

"Hello, Teacher Zhong," Xie Shu suddenly called out.

Li Mubai's thoughts were instantly pulled back, and he immediately greeted, "Hello, Teacher Zhong."

It was the cafeteria again, but unlike at noon, Zhong Jianjun appeared behind them with his hands behind his back. He gave a faint "hmm" and walked towards the third floor without turning his head.

Why do I keep running into Zhong Jianjun? Does it mean that whenever he and Xie Shu are together at school, a Zhong Jianjun will always appear?

"Stop thinking about it, go eat." Xie Shu said softly, her fingers subtly touching the back of his hand.

"it is good."

Unfortunately, at the end of last semester, the literary society held a re-election, and Zhou Ruo was successfully elected as the president. Xie Shu handed over the key to the literary society's activity room to her, and she would no longer be able to go to the activity room.

However, Li Mubai could no longer spend as much time in the activity room as before. Before 6:30 pm, he returned to the classroom, where Zhong Jianjun sat calmly on the podium.

Why is Zhong Jianjun so free...?

Li Mubai looked up and glanced around the classroom; there seemed to be one empty seat in the entire class.

When the minute hand pointed to 6:30, Zhong Jianjun stood up and scanned the seats one by one.

"Whose seat is that?" His voice suddenly turned somber.

No one dared to utter a sound.

"Class monitor, go see who's written in the book."

Upon hearing this, Li Mubai stood up and walked to an empty seat. Several books were casually tossed on the table. He opened one; it was a book by an acquaintance…

"Teacher, it's Wang Rui. He's probably washing his hair in the dormitory."

"Continue studying." Zhong Jianjun didn't say anything more.

Wang Rui arrived late, close to seven o'clock. However, Zhong Jianjun had already left five minutes earlier, leaving only one sentence behind.

"Have Wang Rui come to my office for evening self-study."

……

"Damn it, damn it... I'm exhausted."

As soon as Li Mubai returned to his dormitory, he heard Wang Rui's wailing.

"No, Lord Lao, what did Zhong Jianjun do to you?" Zhao Feng asked curiously.

"Damn it... he made me run twenty laps around the track." Wang Rui lay on the bed, weakly turning over. "I couldn't run anymore after the tenth lap, my legs were so weak, and only then did he let me go."

"Wow, that's ruthless!" Li Mubai was secretly shocked.

"Why did you only get back to the classroom at seven o'clock?" he asked.

"I went for a walk with my partner."

"666." Yang Kun's tone was full of relief. "Luckily, Wu Changguo didn't do that. Jiao Yong, Feng Wanli, and I are living a relaxed life in the third shift."

It seems his senior year of high school is going to be tough... Li Mubai sighed inwardly.