During the political exam that evening, Ying Qian admitted that her mind was completely blank, and she scribbled on the paper based on her memory. She slumped onto the table, exhaling weakly.

Her nose was congested, so she could only breathe through her mouth.

I feel really frustrated because I can't answer the questions. I'm sure I'm going to fail this time!

"Hey... Ying Qian... are you alright?" Gu Xinan quietly turned his head, opened his lips, and mouthed the words.

Ying Qian was exhausted, both physically and mentally, and had no mind to care about anything else, so she didn't see it.

"Gu Xinan! If you turn your head again, it's cheating!" The political class representative sat on the podium, staring intently at Gu Xinan.

She and Gu Xinan have never gotten along!

Ying Qian then subconsciously glanced at it out of the corner of her eye.

His eyes were filled with disgust, and he made a face at the podium.

Ying Qian couldn't help but laugh.

She didn't know why she was still in the mood to laugh, but as soon as she laughed, snot bubbles came out of her nose, and she awkwardly wiped her nose with a tissue.

She groped around under the table a few times but couldn't find a tissue. She thought, "Oh no... I'm going to be so embarrassed!"

Oh no, oh no, oh no—

Someone caught her panicked look, and then, with a perfect curve, tossed her a pack of unopened napkins—a real lifesaver!

"Gu Xinan!" The class representative, probably fed up with something today, snapped and immediately made a decision, "You! Gu Xinan! Get out—and don't bother writing the test!"

Don't ask why the class representative has so much power; it's given to them by the homeroom teacher.

The class representative of the homeroom teacher has a higher status than the class monitor.

In fact, Gu Xinan was cunning and could easily bring her down, but Gu Xinan had no desire to fight her and slowly walked out of the classroom with the test paper in his hand.

The homeroom teacher glanced at him but didn't ask anything, nor did she send him back. After all, this was the only way to establish the class representative's authority in the class.

He walked around the classroom once and then went back to his office.

...

"Collect the papers!"

The papers were handed in in unison, and the political science representative walked to the door and reached out for the papers.

Gu Xinan smiled, then tore the political exam paper into pieces right in front of her and scattered them on her face.

She was stunned.

The other classes after school were also stunned.

The class representative for politics was furious and threatened, "If you don't want to study politics, then don't study it at all! Our class doesn't need you!"

He finished speaking and didn't turn his head back.

After most of the people had left, Gu Xinan started cleaning the classroom, while Ying Qian piled up used tissues and pushed them to the trash can.

He raised an eyebrow. "Idiot."

Then he pulled the dustpan right in front of her, gesturing for her to throw all the trash into it, "Aren't you tired of running back and forth like this?"

"Or do you just want to help me finish cleaning? I don't need your pity," he retorted stubbornly. "I'm so tall, strong, handsome, and dashing..."

He went on and on.

After cleaning up the trash, Ying Qian turned and left.

Gu Xinan suddenly stopped and called out to her, "Hey! Ying Qian! You should still..."

She turned around, her cream-colored scarf covering half her face. Her bright eyes blinked a few times, and she asked in a muffled voice, "What exactly do you want?"

"Wait a moment! I'll be done in a minute."

Ying Qian sighed. What could she do? She was grateful for his kindness, so this was her way of repaying him... So, she leaned lazily against the door and waited for him.

As the math teacher walked past on his way home from get off work, he glanced at Gu Xinan, who was working hard in the classroom, and smiled knowingly.

Ying Qian knew she had misunderstood, but she didn't know how to explain it.

It's a situation where neither advancing nor retreating is an option.

After exchanging greetings, the corridor fell silent.

Gu Xinan was quick and efficient, finishing in three minutes, and then followed behind Ying Qian, carrying and pulling her along.

Are you going home alone?

"No, my brother is coming to pick me up."

"You have a brother?" Gu Xinan was shocked. Had he heard the wrong information?

Ying Qian turned around and glanced at him in the shadows with impatience. "Why can't I have a brother?"

It seems like the science classes are preparing for some kind of competition recently. The selected classes still have their lights on, and there are three lights on on the first floor alone.

Ying Qian sighed, "How pitiful!"

“Indeed!” Gu Xinan and Ying Qian echoed with the same bitter expression.

Gu Xinan insisted on sending Ying Qian out of school.

She had no choice but to wait for him to take out the trash next to the notice board.

A familiar face walked towards her again; it was "Sister Qin".

Ying Qian was not afraid at all and went to meet them. This time she would not suffer a loss!

Their eyes met, and sparks flew.

Her gaze was unfriendly, and as soon as she raised her hand, Ying Qian knew a slap was about to fall. With lightning speed, she slapped her in front of her.

With a "snap," it was done cleanly and decisively!

"This slap is for you." Her voice was a little hoarse.

In the darkness, no one can see anyone else's eyes.

Sister Qin covered her face, hysterically shouting, "Don't think that just because Gu Xinan likes you, you can hit me! He's had plenty of girlfriends; sooner or later you'll be like a lump of mud, completely at his mercy—"

Ying Qian said, "Gu Xinan and I have always been just ordinary friends, not even really friends. Sister, you shouldn't be directing your jealousy at me, should you?"

"You're talking nonsense! You're talking nonsense!" Sister Qin pointed angrily at Ying Qian.

After things calmed down, she heard light footsteps. Ying Qian narrowed her eyes, grabbed her hand, and slapped her face lightly, but the sound was loud.

Seeing this scene after throwing away the trash, Gu Xinan's anger, which had been building up all day, surged up. As if blinded by rage, she ripped the two women apart, yelling, "Qin Sheng! Haven't you caused enough trouble?"

"No!" Qin Sheng explained in a panic, "No, it wasn't me, it wasn't me."

He pointed at Ying Qian, whose eyes were crinkled with a smile, and said, "It's her—it's her—"

Gu Xinan turned around and saw Ying Qian pretending to cry while covering her face, but she was actually laughing.

Qin Sheng is a straightforward person, she doesn't know any of the tricks of a green tea bitch.

Love-struck...

Ying Qian cursed inwardly.

The smell of gunpowder was strong. She pretended to be weak and didn't say a word. She ran away with tears in her eyes, and the sound of her sniffling made it seem quite real.

She had to leave quickly.

If they don't leave soon, Meng Beiyan will be worried to death! She doesn't want to get scolded.

As for Gu Xinan, she didn't have time to deal with it. It was originally a matter between the two of them, and it would be impolite for her to interfere. Her current act was just a reenactment of the fact that she was beaten that day.

Meng Beiyan stood at the school gate with a dark face for half an hour in the cold wind.

"I'm sorry!" The first thing I said was an apology.

Ying Qian told him everything that had happened, and stood obediently waiting for praise.

But instead of the praise she expected, Meng Beiyan said, "You could have talked to your deskmate and asked him to explain things clearly to that girl. Why use a method that hurts both others and yourself..."

“That girl hit me! She deserved it!” Ying Qian said angrily.

Meng Beiyan gently stroked her cheek, his voice tender: "However, I'm very happy that you've learned to protect yourself."