Chapter 255 The Pseudo-Student's Black Moonlight Goddess 05

At the same time, Zhuang Yan upstairs once again heard Qiao Qihao's familiar and urgent cry for help. He was suddenly stunned. Qiao Zixiao seemed to have beaten her brother quite frequently in the past two days.

Just as he was about to put on his headphones to play games, there was a sudden knock on the door. He opened the door and asked coldly, "What's going on?"

Zhuang Jiangwei at the door smiled awkwardly, "Xiao Yan, the money you gave to Dad last time has been spent. Do you have any money left?"

Zhuang Yan expressionlessly took out two hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it to Zhuang Jiangwei. Zhuang Jiangwei took the money and instantly smiled. "Then you continue playing games. Dad won't bother you anymore."

The first class on Wednesday afternoon is the physical education class that everyone is looking forward to.

After lunch, most of the students went straight to the playground. Shen Xinran left his water cup in the classroom, so he returned to the classroom.

Entering through the back door, I saw Zhuang Yan slumped over the table, sweat dripping from his forehead. His hand was still on his stomach, his body trembling slightly, and his face pale.

Shen Xinran walked up quickly and touched Zhuang Yan's forehead, feeling a chill. She frowned and said, "What's wrong with you? Do you need me to take you to the infirmary?"

Zhuang Yan opened his eyes at Shen Xinran's touch, and was greeted by Shen Xinran's worried eyes. He frowned slightly, "I'm fine, just a little hypoglycemic. It'll be fine after a while."

Shen Xinran pondered for a moment, took out a piece of chocolate from her bag, and handed it to Zhuang Yan. She smiled and said, "You'll feel better after eating this."

Zhuang Yan raised his eyelids, glanced at Chen Xinran, and said in a weak but firm voice, "Thank you, but no thanks."

Shen Xinran still held out her hand. She sighed and said helplessly, "Just think of it as returning the red pen you lent me yesterday."

After hearing what Shen Xinran said, Zhuang Yan took the chocolate and started eating it. The sweetness of the chocolate melted on the tip of his tongue, and the rich cocoa aroma instantly filled his mouth.

Shen Xinran suggested softly, "In your current state, don't go to physical education class today. I'll ask the teacher for leave for you."

Zhuang Yan nodded and said "hmm".

Shen Xinran continued to ask with concern: "Staying up late for a long time is not good for your health. You should stay up late less in the future, so that you won't feel dizzy."

Zhuang Yan said indifferently, "None of your business."

After he finished speaking, he threw the paper wrapping the chocolate into the trash can and lay down on the table again.

Xin Zeming, who had just returned to get his clothes, happened to see Shen Xinran and Zhuang Yan's interaction. He clenched his fists in anger and thought to himself: You stole my Zi Xiao! Just wait, I'm going to kick you out of Class A!

After pondering for a moment, Xin Zeming left directly, found a male classmate, leaned close to his ear, and whispered a few words in a low voice.

The physical education teacher was a middle-aged man in his thirties with a strong build and dark skin from being outdoors all year round.

Physical education classes in high school are not tiring. After the students did radio gymnastics and simply ran two laps, the physical education teacher let them move freely.

Many students disliked the strong sun on the playground and went straight back to the classroom. Shen Xinran, worried about Zhuang Yan, also went back to the classroom.

Zhuang Yan was still lying motionless on the table with his eyes closed, but fortunately his originally pale cheeks had regained their healthy redness.

Shen Xinran did not disturb him, but sat quietly on the chair, took out a book and started reading.

But at this moment, Xin Zeming suddenly stood up and exclaimed: "My watch is missing. Has anyone seen my watch?"

The students all said:

"Did you look carefully?"

"Maybe it fell to the ground!"

"Is there anything in the desk?"

Xin Zeming frowned and said, "I've looked for it but couldn't find it. My dad brought it back from abroad and it cost two hundred thousand yuan."

The students were all shocked by the price of the watch.

Xin Zeming's deskmate was a chubby kid who was still wearing his school jacket despite it being summer. He stood up and shouted, "Zhuang Yan didn't go to PE class. He must have stolen it!"

Xin Zeming came over angrily, stretched out his hand, and said arrogantly: "Give me back my watch!"

Zhuang Yan raised his head, his eyes cold and his voice calm but firm: "What watch? I haven't touched it."

The little fat boy chuckled, "You're the only one in the class who didn't go to physical education class. Who else could it be but you?"

Shen Xinran glanced at the little fat boy and said coldly: "I was the first one to enter the classroom, why don't you doubt me!"

Xin Zeming's tone was filled with contempt: "How can this poor boy compare with you? Your parents are both businessmen, and you don't need a watch. But this poor boy is different. He lives in the slums, and with this watch, it's enough to pay for his tuition for the next ten years."

Shen Xinran suppressed the anger in his heart and said seriously: "This is not a reason for you to doubt him."

The male protagonist is just poor now, but when he grows up, he will have his own company. I don't know how far he will leave these rich second-generations behind.

At this moment, Shen Xinran finally understood why Xin Ze, who was obviously not ugly, had not been able to win Qiao Zixiao after three years.

He kept referring to people as "poor boy" and "ghetto". It was a miracle that Qiao Zixiao fell in love with him.

Xin Zeming smiled and said, "Zixiao, I know you have a kind heart and don't want to assume the worst of the students around you."

After he finished speaking, he nudged the fat boy beside him with his arm and ordered, "In that case, ask the teacher to come and administer justice."

Xin Zeming's eyes were gentle, but with a hint of imperceptible calculation. This time, he wanted Zhuang Yan to leave their Class A completely.

The little fat man nodded and ran straight to the office.

Just two minutes later, hurried footsteps were heard outside the classroom, but the person who came in was not the head teacher, but Wang Xiaolei, the Chinese teacher who had argued with Zhuang Yan yesterday.

Wang Xiaolei strode over to Zhuang Yan's seat, looking unhappy. "Why are you causing trouble again? Can't you just be quiet for a while?"

Zhuang Yan's mouth curled up slightly. "Teacher, what you said is so unreasonable. It was clearly Xin Zeming who started the trouble, so how did it become me who caused the trouble?"

Xin Zeming raised his voice and said, "Teacher Wang, my watch is missing. It was worth two hundred thousand yuan. We suspect Zhuang Yan stole it."

Zhuang Yan's voice was cold as he retorted, "I don't have one. I don't even know what his watch looks like."

Wang Xiaolei's voice was firm and unquestionable: "If that's the case, then let's search and reveal the truth."

As soon as Teacher Wang finished speaking, the little fat boy couldn't wait to stretch out his hand, "Then I'll search."

He quickly snatched the schoolbag that Zhuang Yan had hung on the chair, roughly unzipped it, and reached in to feel around.

But when he stretched out his hand, a watch that did not belong to him slipped from his cuff and fell deftly into his palm.

The little fat boy held up the watch, with a hint of triumph in his voice, "Brother Ming, I found it! It's in this kid's schoolbag."