Cultivation Shura Field

Xu Zhe added with a smile: "The one I knocked down confessed everything before he even went to the police station. The remaining two will definitely not get away. I asked the police, and the gang theft turned into gang robbery, and they actually got money. This case is not a small one."

Zeng Jing sighed: "What do those little bad guys have to do with me, but... you are injured!"

The other person's words were directed to her son, but Shen Lan actually bowed again and said sincerely: "I am really sorry, Auntie, I accidentally let Xu Zhe get into danger. I don't know what to say, I can only say that I am really sorry."

Zeng Jing was at a loss as to what to do with the little girl's behavior. She could only wave her hands and said, "It's not your fault. Your house was robbed... Uh, what business is your family in?"

Shen Lan took a deep breath and said, "Billiard Hall."

Zeng Jing was stunned.

Xu Guowei couldn't help laughing: "Haha, no wonder. Oh, little girl, don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that the billiard hall is prone to thieves, I'm just saying, no wonder my son is there."

Zeng Jing rolled her eyes at her husband, then glared at her son, her voice filled with undisguised anger: "I've already told you, don't go to places like the billiard hall!"

Shen Lan hid her hands behind her back and couldn't help but clench her fists.

Xu Zhe: "Can you blame me for this? I would still get robbed outside."

Zeng Jing: "Who would rob you on the street?"

Xu Zhe: "It's the three who committed the crime this time! Last semester, when I went to the bookstore with Tang Lingfei, Song Xingye and the others, we were almost robbed at the entrance of the canteen when we went out to buy some water. It was just those three."

Zeng Jing was surprised: "Why didn't you tell us?"

Xu Guowei: "See, this is the problem of the child being too mature. He has dealt with it himself, so he certainly doesn't think there is any need to tell us."

Xu Zhe: “That’s right.”

While the family of three was talking, Shen Lan quietly walked away and picked up an ice pack. She rubbed the inner layer of the ice pack and shook it. Soon, the room temperature felt cold.

The girl returned to Xu Zhe, handed him an ice pack, and said softly, "It's time to apply cold compress."

Xu Zhe picked up the ice pack with his left hand and pressed it on the back of his right hand.

At this time, Shen Lan's father also came.

The man still had flowing long hair and was still wearing the leather jacket he wore when riding a motorcycle - this look was undoubtedly quite cool in the eyes of other teenagers, but in the eyes of more serious parents, it was not so good.

Father Shen observed for a moment, then handed over the list in his hand: "This is the registration number, and the diagnosis written by the doctor. The child is fine, and I have paid the medical expenses, so don't worry. I will say one more thing, your son is really amazing, really."

Xu Guowei reached out and took the lists.

Mr. Shen raised his hand and gave Xu Zhe next to him a thumbs up.

Zeng Jing looked at the girl and her son, frowned slightly, and said, "Is there anything else now?"

Xu Zhe: "It's okay now. The police and the doctor said I'm fine."

Zeng Jing nodded: "Then let's go home."

Xu Guowei smiled and said, "Thank you."

Father Shen was about to speak, but his daughter said first: "No, it's us who should say thank you and sorry. Uncle and auntie, walk slowly."

The family of three left.

Shen Lan was still standing there, quietly watching their backs, especially the young man in the middle...

"Could it be that our girl is moved?" her father teased.

Shen Lan did not answer, but just stared until Xu Zhe and his parents disappeared completely around the corner.

The father felt something was wrong: "Hey, you are not really..."

"It won't affect learning or anything."

Shen Lan's expression was indifferent, without any of the respect and courtesy she had shown towards her uncle and aunt just now.

The father smoothed the hair by his ears and said, "When have I ever worried about your studies? Haven't you figured out the key issue? Regardless of whether the boy likes you or not, his mother has a lot of opinions about us."

"That's just a distraction."

His daughter's tone was still so cold. But as a father, he could feel that something incredible seemed to be ignited under the iceberg...

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I originally wanted to update it before midnight, but some details were not considered well, so due to some revisions, it was updated after midnight... But it shouldn’t matter, right?

This time, I am adding more chapters to celebrate and express my gratitude. After all, I have passed the first round of PK for recommended positions, and will enter the second round of recommended positions starting next week. The standard for passing the PK is the number of follow-up readings. The more students follow the update, the better the results, and the further this book will go... The author will have more motivation to write and update!

Chapter 68 The heart is as still as water

2023-09-06

"What happened to your hand?!"

Early Monday morning, Song Xingye had just sat down in the classroom when he noticed something strange about his deskmate.

Xu Zhe shook his right hand: "Injured."

The bruise on the back of his hand was still noticeable, but the color was slightly lighter than yesterday, and it still looked a little scary.

Especially for Song Xingye, who had never suffered any bumps or bruises since childhood, this injury was particularly terrifying.

The girl couldn't help but ask: "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Xu Zhe: "I went yesterday. The doctor said I can go to school normally, but writing is a little inconvenient."

Song Xingye: "Is it really okay?"

Xu Zhe: "No problem. You don't need to write when you are listening to the class. If you really can't do it, just use your left hand."

Song Xingye: "I'm not asking if you have any problems with your studies, I'm asking about your hand. It looks so serious."

Xu Zhe couldn't help but laugh: "Why did you say something like... Never mind, the doctor said that I don't need to take medicine or any special treatment. I will just apply ice and then heat, and I will recover slowly."

Song Xingye stared at the wound on the back of his hand and asked, "How did you get this wound?"

Xu Zhe smiled and said, "It was just a small accident."

It was indeed an accident. As to whether it was a big deal or a small one, that depends on one's opinion.

After a long while, the girl suddenly said, "How about I help you with your homework?"

Xu Zhe: "When did you become so good?"

Song Xingye: "I've always been fine!"

Xu Zhe: "You've always been a good person? In that case, thank you very much."

Why not agree to help with homework? He didn't hesitate at all.

But at this time, Xu Zhe found that the noisy noises of the students around him seemed to have subsided a lot, and the classroom became a little quiet.

Song Xingye also noticed this, looked up, and subconsciously asked in confusion: "Dean of Studies?"

Xu Zhe looked towards the classroom door and met the gaze of Teacher Wang Gang. He waved and motioned Xu Zhe to come over.

So, under the gaze of a group of classmates, Xu Zhe stood up, walked to the door, and started chatting with the dean.

Logically speaking, the Dean of Studies paid attention to students like Gao Xuefei. Even Gao Xuefei was not important enough, and ordinary class bullies were not important enough. Only bullies at the school level would receive extra "care" from the Dean of Studies. But everyone knew that Xu Zhe was an absolute top student, so why was he picked on?

Teacher Wang Gang took Xu Zhe a little further away, to the end of the corridor, to prevent others from hearing their conversation.

Then the dean lowered his voice and said slowly: "The remaining two have been caught. The police said that they will definitely go to jail for a minimum of three years. Now the school leaders also know about this and are considering how to deal with it. You are the person involved, so I want to ask for your opinion..."

Xu Zhe smiled and said, "The school wants to suppress this matter and try not to publicize it, right?"

The dean was stunned for a moment: "How do you know?"

The most important thing for a school is its reputation. In order not to affect its reputation, the first reaction when encountering bad things is to suppress it as much as possible. Which school is not like this?

However, Xu Zhe did not make this clear, but said: "I will not publicize this kind of thing. Just now a classmate asked me how I got hurt, and I didn't say anything. I guess the teachers don't know either, right?"

The dean looked at the wound on the back of his hand and said, "Except for your homeroom teacher, no other teacher knows about it. To be honest, this is also to protect you."

"Protect?" Xu Zhe thought about it for a moment and quickly realized, "To prevent me from being retaliated against, right?"

The Dean of Studies smiled and said, "Yes, it's better if this matter is not publicized. No one knows that the three bastards are in prison, let alone who sent them there. Even if they come out and want to take revenge, they don't know your name, let alone where to find you."

Xu Zhe nodded and said, "I have no objection."

Teacher Wang Gang was afraid that the boy didn't understand, so he explained, "But your bravery is a good thing. You will definitely be given priority in the school's future performance appraisal. Moreover, when you go to high school and create your file, this incident will also be recorded in the file, and I will praise you."

Xu Zhe smiled but said nothing. He didn't really care about what the dean said. Anyway, relying on such things to gain attention might not be a good thing, but it would easily cause trouble, so he was willing to keep his mouth shut.

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After saying goodbye to the dean, Xu Zhe returned to the classroom and taught another class with everyone.

Then during the next break, someone came to see him again.

This time it’s Shen Lan.

She was also wearing a school uniform, but the styles of the uniforms for each grade were slightly different, so other students could tell at a glance that this beautiful short-haired girl was a senior who was two grades higher than her.

"Come to see him again?"

"She looks kind of cool, that junior high school girl..."

"What does she want with him?"

Xu Zhe vaguely heard the discussion of several classmates. When he stood up and left his seat, he subconsciously looked back.

Song Xingye's attention didn't seem to be there. He just lowered his head and read the youth literature magazine.

Xu Zhe came to the classroom door and greeted: "Good morning, Senior Sister Shen Lan, what can I do for you?"

The girl waved her hand, motioning him to go out and talk with her.

The same waving action has completely different effects when used by Shen Lan and Teacher Wang Gang.

Xu Zhe walked behind her, watching her hands behind her back swaying gently with every step, her figure light and free.

After getting some distance from Class 7's classroom, Shen Lan stopped, turned around and asked, "Did the school ask you to keep it a secret?"

Xu Zhe nodded: "The dean just came to me during the last break."

Shen Lan: "I'm almost there. It was our homeroom teacher who came to talk to me about this. He asked me not to tell anyone about this case for our safety."

Xu Zhe: "This also saves the school from trouble."

Shen Lan chuckled and said, "But even if the two of us don't say anything, the school will still be in trouble. The high school department is very lively now."

Why is the high school department so lively?

Xu Zhe thought about it and blurted out: "The parents of those three high school students?"

Shen Lan nodded slightly: "Yes, they knew their son was arrested by the police, but they didn't dare to go to the police station to make a scene, so they ran to the school and cried and yelled, angrily scolding the teachers and school leaders... Tsk tsk tsk tsk, our class teacher told me that the class teachers of those three students had a headache."

Xu Zhe shrugged: "When something happens, thinking about how to make a fuss is actually a survival strategy. Unfortunately, this incident is a bit serious, and it's useless to make a fuss in school."

Shen Lan smiled and said, "You are really different from others."

Xu Zhe: “?”

Shen Lan: "I feel that even if we are just chatting casually, what you say is more mature and wiser than others."

Xu Zhe: “Not really…”

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Chapter 69 Hold on to this thought

2023-09-06

"Even if we're just chatting casually, what you say is more mature and wiser than others."

Shen Lan's words made Xu Zhe slightly stunned.

Yesterday, from the police station to the hospital, during the entire follow-up process, Xu Zhe and Shen Lan were together most of the time. At that time, he noticed that the girl seemed a little absent-minded. Xu Zhe didn't think much about it, just thinking that it was normal to be frightened when encountering such a sudden violent incident.

At this moment, Shen Lan's mental state had obviously recovered a long time ago. But there seemed to be a hint of inexplicable meaning between her eyebrows.

"Not really..." Xu Zhe scratched the back of his head, "I don't feel that way myself, but thank you for the compliment."

Shen Lan asked tentatively: "You must have had calluses on your ears from hearing compliments like this since you were a child, right?"

Xu Zhe: "That's really not the case. It should be said that on the contrary, I don't really adapt to others praising me. It's better now. Last semester, my classmates kept saying that I was so awesome, and I didn't know how to respond. I can only smile awkwardly."