Some of the more shy ones didn't even dare to look at them, holding their books upside down in front of them as a shield.

He hid for a while, then secretly peeked out and stared at the two people on the podium.

"Director, I'll begin then."

Chi Yuan politely informed the head of the teaching department beforehand, and then deftly peeled off the orange.

Shen Yulou obediently opened her mouth and bit the orange from Chi Yuan's hand.

If you look closely, both of their ears are red. Chi Yuan's hand holding the orange is trembling a little, and Shen Yulou has her eyes downcast, not daring to look at him.

Are you shy? No, you're just pretending.

There are much more intimate moments at home than this, so what's there to be shy about?

"Wow..." "Oh dear..."

During our student days, everyone is most sensitive to things like shipping couples, let alone two people who are usually so close.

People have already started shipping them as a couple, and with such intimate actions, everyone just can't hold back their laughter.

Some blushed, some cheered, and some clapped.

The head of the teaching department was so angry that he was practically fuming.

"You two, write a self-criticism! Two thousand words! Give it to me tonight."

"If you don't finish writing, don't participate in tomorrow's school sports meet. Stay and continue writing."

"Director, didn't you tell us to perform?"

Chi Yuan lowered his head and tugged at his fingers, his tone somewhat aggrieved.

They get angry if they don't perform, but they're unhappy if they do.

The director's thoughts are really hard to understand.

"Talk back? Three thousand words!"

The head of the teaching department was like an enraged bull, wishing he could knock Chi Yuan and Shen Yulou flying.

"What kind of nonsense is this?"

He lectured the two of them for a while before leaving with his hands behind his back.

The two returned to their seats, ignoring the mocking gazes of the crowd.

Why did Chi Yuan write his self-criticism so quickly?

Shen Yulou was still deep in thought when he saw Chi Yuan writing furiously and couldn't help but feel curious.

Looking up, I saw that Chi Yuan had written a whole page of "I'm sorry, Director, I will never dare to eat oranges again," and he was still writing.

Brother, you'll get it sent back to be rewritten if you do that.

In order to get home and sleep early tonight and be in good spirits for tomorrow's opening ceremony performance, Shen Yulou grabbed Chi Yuan's pen.

“I know, but I can’t possibly admit my mistake by writing three thousand words about eating an orange during evening study.”

Chi Yuan shrugged, somewhat helplessly.

[When writing a self-criticism, one should avoid the main point and ramble on about unrelated things.]

Just include a few key points; try to increase the word count.

The remaining part focuses on a sense of ethereal emptiness; it seems to have been written, but in reality, it has written nothing at all.

Wow, Yu Yu is amazing!

"Yu Yu will definitely be a writing prodigy in the future!"

Chi Yuan applauded Shen Yulou wildly, and then, in a flash of inspiration, picked up his pen and began to write furiously.

After evening study, the two looked at their self-criticisms with satisfaction, then put on their backpacks and prepared to give them to the head of the teaching department.

After admiring the two students' masterpieces, the head of the teaching department couldn't help but ask the biggest question of his life.

"You mean, this orange was bought by your mother from a poor, poorly dressed old man's fruit stand on her way to the hospital while she was carrying you, who had a fever, through heavy snow?"

Shen Yulou turned his head and started to laugh.

Chi Yuan nodded and gave the head teacher a heart-shaped gesture.

"Yes, Director, so what we're eating tonight isn't oranges, but the transmission of love between people."

Head of Academic Affairs: Oh.

"That's no excuse for you to eat out of the rules tonight."

Seeing that the two students' apologies were fairly sincere, the head of the teaching department reluctantly let them go home after reprimanding them for ten minutes.

The two of them shivered as soon as they stepped out of the school gate.

Chi Yuan zipped up Shen Yulou's jacket. The purple school uniform jacket was particularly loose and comfortable.

There's a food street right outside the school gate, and it's bustling with people even at night.

The white breaths exhaled from their mouths rose, dissipated, and disappeared under the dim streetlights.

"Brother, let's go. Let's go to bed early tonight."

Shen Yulou took Chi Yuan's arm, got on her bicycle, and rode home along the main road, a route she had traveled countless times.