The office was quiet.

Qin Zhou had a very obvious scratch on his face. The two of them wrestled for a while before anyone dared to step in and break them up. Zhang Xie was quite strong and managed to hit Qin Zhou in the face.

The red bloodstains are very light, but they will definitely leave a small scar.

"Speak up and explain what happened. You got into a fight over a football game."

Lin Nian, the homeroom teacher, is a very experienced teacher who has been in charge of this class for three years and has always cared a lot for the students.

He let out a long breath and rubbed his aching temples. Someone had come to report early this morning that a student in his class had gotten into a fight.

Moreover, the person who fought was Qin Zhou, who is usually the most glib-tongued. I just don't know what's wrong with this guy lately; he even cut his hair.

"That guy did it on purpose." Qin Zhou stood in front of the table, his expression revealing a hint of resentment. If he had known he would be caught, he would have preferred to deliver a few more punches.

The students present all saw what happened, especially Xiang Xiaonan, who was still in the infirmary getting medicine applied. Her head was fine, but she was stunned and fell down after being hit by the ball, and her hand was scraped.

“I know the reason, but did you hit someone on purpose?” Lin Nian’s eyes were fixed on Qin Zhou’s face. When he saw the red mark on his face, he added, “Let’s go back and check the surveillance footage. If Zhang Xie really did it on purpose, he will be punished severely.”

"knew……"

Qin Zhou took a long time to utter a response, his hands clenching into fists, but he quickly relaxed them.

Lin Nian, the homeroom teacher, was quite surprised that he could fight. In her memory, this kid was very mischievous. He would say something to the teacher in class and then repeat it in the background. He was the typical class clown.

These kinds of students generally wouldn't initiate a fight.

Lin Nian knew how to handle this situation. Even though Qin Zhou had made the first move, he had heard about what kind of person Zhang Xie was. It would be a lie to say that he wasn't biased. What was wrong with a homeroom teacher showing favoritism to his own students?

But punishment is necessary. This incident was very serious. The fight broke out halfway through the game, forcing the rest of the game to be suspended.

Fortunately, all the spectators could see that Zhang deliberately threw the ball, and the surveillance cameras also captured it clearly, so there was no way to deny it.

It's very simple. Both sides should be punished equally. Logically speaking, Qin Zhou should be punished more severely for hitting someone first. The original school-wide reprimand was waived after Lin Nian's reasoning.

"Write a two-thousand-word self-criticism in the office before you go back to class," Lin Nian said slowly, pulling out a piece of paper from the table. "I have a black pen here. I have class in a bit, so you can sit in my seat and write it. Go back when you're done."

"knew……"

After giving all the instructions, Lin Nian left his seat with the lesson plan in his arms. Before leaving, he turned back to look at Qin Zhou, who immediately pulled out his pen and started writing on the spot.

Although I'm a bit annoyed with Zhang Xie, I'll still write what I need to write. After all, I really messed things up this time, rushing up to beat someone up without thinking.

Since he had to write a self-criticism anyway, he should have been kicked twice more back then!

Lin Nian could easily guess Qin Zhou's thoughts. He coughed lightly twice at the door, "This is the last time."

"Okay, thank you, teacher." Qin Zhou looked up, forced a smile, and replied before continuing to bury himself in his writing.

He knew his situation was quite serious. If it weren't for his teacher speaking up for him, the punishment would have been much more severe; just writing a self-criticism would have been too lenient.

The only sound in the office was the scratching of a black pen. Qin Zhou was writing mechanically, his mind completely elsewhere.

Furthermore, the self-criticism he wrote was very cunning. He only apologized for hitting someone, and as for any remorse... there was none at all. Don't even think that I would apologize to that idiot Zhang Xie.

"Damn, that's a lot! Two thousand words, how long will it take me to write that..." Qin Zhou complained as he wrote, wishing he could just kill Zhang Xie on the spot.

After all the teachers went out to teach, only one lonely figure remained in the office, writing a self-criticism, head down, pen in hand.

Suddenly, the door, which hadn't been moved for a long time, was gently pushed open, and the light from outside shone into the office.

"Teacher, I'm writing diligently, look..." Thinking it was the boss returning, Qin Zhou quickly put on a solicitous act, but when he looked up, he didn't hear a sound, only saw a familiar figure.

"Why is it you?"

Qin Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. He had been wondering if Xiao Nan was alright, as he hadn't seen her since she was hit by the ball. He never expected her to be standing right in front of him now.

Xiang Xiaonan walked into the office pretending to be very busy. She looked around but did nothing, yet people still felt that she was busy with something.

"What are you doing? Coming to the office and shopping instead of doing anything?"

"……No."

"Is there anything seriously wrong with your health?"

No, not at all.

A far cry from his usual lively tomboyish self, Xiang Xiaonan took a long time to utter his first words, then moved a chair and sat down next to Qin Zhou, squeezing in next to Lin Nian's desk.

Neither of them intended to speak, and Qin Zhou still had to write a self-criticism, so he let her look at it as she pleased.

For some reason, Xiang Xiaonan, who was usually so noisy, was now sitting there quietly, doing nothing.

"Has that idiot Zhang Xie still been causing you trouble?"

Seeing that she didn't intend to speak, Qin Zhou changed the subject while writing.

Xiang Xiaonan shook her head. She knew Zhang Xie was doing it on purpose; she just felt that rejecting his confession made him lose face.

There are people like this everywhere, and Xiang Xiaonan is used to it. She likes to smile and is almost always smiling at everyone she meets.

But Zhang Xie felt that this smile belonged only to him. What else could this be but a scoundrel?

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