Chapter 100 P - Broken Window
As soon as he returned to the classroom, almost everyone in the class gathered around him.
Some people asked him to treat them to a meal, while others asked him to share photos of his entries for everyone to see. It was so noisy that they almost blew the roof off again.
Lin Tingdao stopped them in time: "Alright, you guys are still in class. Go back to your seats and draw."
Afraid that Lin Tingdao might get excited and give them extra food, the bunch of mischievous monkeys obediently rolled back to their easels.
Before leaving, Shen Boming didn't forget to say, "Little Prince Fanfan, remember to treat us to a meal!"
Chu Beiling, with a mischievous glint in his eye, said with a smile, "Alright, this weekend, I'll treat you to West Lake Fish in Vinegar Sauce at Lou Wai Lou. One fish per person, and more if you're not full."
Everyone: "..."
Wang Qi turned her head, unable to believe it, unable to accept it: "Little Prince Fanfan, you're treating us to West Lake Fish in Vinegar Sauce?! Are you serious?!"
"Of course, we can't take it too seriously." Chu Beiling raised an eyebrow: "West Lake Fish in Vinegar Sauce is so delicious, good things should be shared by everyone."
A group of people stared at him with mixed feelings, and made a disgusted "Ugh!" sound.
Chu Beiling laughed and scolded, "You've gone too far."
Ke Jincheng had gone out with them several times and knew that Chu Beiling really liked this kind of thing. Thinking that he was serious, he earnestly advised, "Little Prince Fanfan, think it over! We don't have your level of appreciation. Have some sympathy for us."
Xing Yu pursed his lips, swallowed his smile, and said in a serious tone, "It's okay, you can improve with more practice, eat up."
Xu Tunan was surprised and pointed at him with her delicate fingers: "You, you, you Xing Yu, you've changed! Didn't you dislike her? How can you be on the same side as Chu Fanfan! Tell me, is this a lack of humanity or a moral decay!"
Chu Beiling was also enduring the hardship, patting Xing Yu's thigh repeatedly: "Yes, you can improve with more practice." He smiled and raised his chin: "Keep it up, I believe in you guys."
“If you really dare to invite us, we’ll join forces and throw you into West Lake to feed the fish,” Xu Tunan warned.
Renyi: "Little Prince Fanfan, actually the meat buns from the cafeteria are fine too, we're not picky."
A group of people chimed in, urging Chu Beiling to reconsider and not let so many fish hang there in vain. They suggested letting the fish go and letting the fish go too.
The most important thing is to let them go.
Seeing that the others had actually fallen for the trap, Chu Beiling became extremely anxious, which made her even happier.
Seeing the mournful expressions on the faces of his classmates, he had no intention of trying to cheer them up anymore, so he said, "This weekend, I'll treat you all to an all-you-can-eat barbecue at in77."
There was a moment of silence.
Cheers erupted: "Prince Fanfan is mighty!"
"Prince Fanfan, so magnanimous!" the crowd exclaimed again.
Except for a very few who are detached from the group, their class has always been very united and crazy. When they are in a good mental state, they can work together to peel off the plaster from the wall of the beauty church and then repair it.
There were none of the messy and troublesome things that happened in other classes. The relationships were also very pure. People said what they meant, which was straightforward and easy to understand. It was very comfortable to get along with them.
Everyone was genuinely happy and proud for Chu Beiling to receive such a prestigious award.
While some are happy, others are unhappy and dissatisfied.
After art class, six boys and girls walked along Osmanthus Avenue toward the second canteen.
As Xue Ziang brushed past Chu Beiling, he said, "If Teacher Lin hadn't favored you and given you this opportunity, would you have won the award?"
The boys frowned at the same time, wondering why he had suddenly acted strangely again.
Ever since Wang Caiyan removed him from his position as class monitor, he has become increasingly ill. He used to at least consider the dignity of his classmates.
They're acting like mad dogs now, biting anyone they can get their hands on.
Chu Beiling was too lazy to pay attention to him. She didn't like to explain and there was no need to waste words on unimportant people. She gestured for the group to hurry up and grab food in the cafeteria.
If you go too late, they'll run out of big chicken drumsticks.
Xing Yu frowned, about to say something, when Li Dong, who was in an extremely bad mood, interrupted him and launched a barrage of attacks.
"Teacher Lin found three people," Li Dong said angrily, "You can't even get into the top five in the class for drawing, what qualifications do you have to participate?!"
She continued her barrage of questions: "Fifteen students from our school had their work sent to the competition. There are countless people in the country who can compete, but there's only one first place. Is this something you can just get by giving someone a chance?"
Xue Ziang frowned, his face dark and menacing, half warning and half threatening: "Are you sure you want to talk to me like this?"
Li Dong scoffed, "Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are to dare ask me for favors?"
Xue Ziang glanced at Sheng Xia out of the corner of his eye before moving his gaze back to her face, scanning it inch by inch: "Apologize, or you'll regret it."
Chu Beiling and Xing Yu grabbed Li Dong, who was furious, from both sides.
"You two, don't pull me away! I've wanted to teach this guy a lesson for a long time. How dare he threaten me!" Miss Li was furious. She shook off the two men and prepared to go and beat him up, but they grabbed her again.
"Xue Ziang, you started this trouble. Tangtang was just telling the truth. We're all classmates. There's no point in you saying this." Chu Beiling said, enunciating each word clearly, "We don't cause trouble, but we're not afraid of trouble either. If you really want to do something, you won't just let it go like this."
Xu Tunan and Ke Jincheng echoed, "Yes, we won't let it go like this."
Sheng Xia tugged at Li Dong and whispered, "Don't be angry. There's still some time before the joint entrance exam and the college entrance exam. Don't worry, I'll try my best. Can we wait a bit?"
Li Dong looked at her, his anger subsided considerably: "Really?"
Summer nodded.
Xue Zi'ang snorted coldly, turned around and left.
When teenagers get carried away with their emotions, they often argue loudly and their anger levels are off the charts. But impulsiveness is impulsiveness, and once it's over, it's over.
Nobody will care.
Two days passed, and Xue Ziang didn't actually do anything. Everyone just assumed that he was in a bad mood that day, which is why he bit someone on a whim.
Just as they said, even if Xue Ziang really did something, they wouldn't be afraid.
After lunch on Wednesday, Chu Beiling took out the last apple and placed it on the table, intending to draw something while the light was good and class hadn't started yet, before eating it.
“I can smell apples,” Xu Tunan, whose nose is sharper than a dog’s, turned around, saw an apple, and reached out to take it: “Share is caring, give me half.”
"You won't get into university if you just eat still life," Chu Beiling slapped his hand: "Put it down."
"..."
Xu Tunan was about to retort when he caught a glimpse of Xue Ziang walking out of the classroom: "Do you think he really can't do anything? There's a class meeting today, Wednesday, and Wang Caiyan will definitely be there."
Xu Tunan wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that Xue Ziang's gaze just now was strange and made him very uncomfortable.
Hopefully, he's just overthinking it.
Chu Beiling raised her eyes: "What can we say? That we ganged up on him?!"
Xing Yu glanced at him sideways and continued painting.
Ke Jincheng: "What happened a couple of days ago, he had no excuse either, he was the one who accused me first!!"
Xu Tunan nodded thoughtfully: "Anyway, he can't bully Xiaxia." He glanced at Li Dong: "It's good enough that you don't bully him."
Li Dong: "Believe it or not, I'll slap you."
Most of the students in their class were multitasking. While the teacher was lecturing until the classroom was practically smoking, they would leisurely draw like old Beijing grandpas.
Moreover, with the joint entrance exam just around the corner, the number of students in the class who are paying attention can be counted on one hand.
Aside from their homeroom teacher, Wang Caiyan, who is rather rigid and difficult to talk to, all the other teachers in their class are incredibly witty (each has their own unique charm), and together they could put on a spectacular show.
Among them, Professor Deng, a political science teacher, took the lead and was quite the chatterbox.
In the middle of class, they would start chatting about all sorts of things, from international affairs to poetry and life ideals. When they got excited, they would chat for an entire class period and then stop teaching. Another time, when they saw a history exam paper on the podium, they got carried away and started explaining the exam paper.
This behavior infuriated Professor Lu, who was coming for the next class, and he almost stormed into Professor Lu's office to confront him.
When Deng, a chatterbox, mentioned the issue of population aging in the textbook, he said: "In addition to being a major social problem facing the world today, there is also a related law in China, namely, the concept of designated guardianship."
He paused for a moment: "This designated guardianship was initially proposed in response to the aging population, but later many same-sex couples found that it is currently the legal provision that best covers the rights and obligations of spouses, so they started using it."
Deng's talkativeness was sure to attract their attention. As soon as he finished speaking, the group of sloths who were listening to the lecture but were not paying attention all turned to look at him.
Seeing that everyone's attention had returned, Deng the chatterbox was in an extremely good mood. "Are you all interested, gentlemen?"
A bunch of sloths transformed into Minions, nodding their heads in perfect unison.
Deng the Talkative One pointed at them: "You two are all so unserious. You don't listen to the lessons properly, but you're always watching and listening to all sorts of miscellaneous things. You're all incredibly interested in everything."
Everyone: "..."
Deng, the chatterbox, picked up the thermos on the podium, took a big gulp, and continued, "Designated guardianship refers to an adult with full civil capacity who can independently designate a guardian through a written agreement and notarization. This relationship takes precedence over statutory guardianship, which is parents and other relatives, in law."
“If the exam involves population aging, you can answer from the perspective of designated guardianship,” he turned and wrote on the blackboard: “That is, at the legal level, the Civil Code guarantees citizens’ rights; at the social level, it addresses population aging and protects vulnerable groups; and at the political level, the state promotes the modernization of social governance by improving laws.”
Deng, the chatterbox, drew their attention back and began explaining the key points of the exam. Everyone realized they had been 'tricked' by him and were extremely disappointed.
But there was nothing he could do about it, so he could only obediently take notes.
Xing Yu was more interested in the idea that designated guardianship is superior to statutory guardianship than in the core test points.
He asked, "Teacher, what are the specific rights and obligations of designated guardianship?"
Why would homosexuals use it?
Chu Beiling glanced at Xing Yu and then looked at Deng the chatterbox. He also wanted to know, but he was still a little guilty, so he didn't ask.
Just as I was about to ask Baidu, Xing Yu asked the question first.
Deng, a chatterbox, used the person next to him as an example: "If you designate Chu Beiling as your guardian, then after you lose your capacity for civil conduct, he will have the obligation and responsibility to provide you with medical care, property management, and legal aid, as well as other rights and interests that are closely related to you. In layman's terms, he has the right to be responsible for everything about you."
—Having signed the guardianship agreement, he has the responsibility and obligation to be responsible for everything concerning Xing Yu.
Chu Beiling's heart pounded. He glanced at Xing Yu and quickly moved away.
Deng, the chatterbox, glanced at the two men, then looked at the old men: "Do you understand now? Is there anything else you don't understand? I'll answer it."
Everyone shook their heads.
"Alright, that covers this point. Let's move on." Deng the Talkative turned a page and continued the lesson.
When the topic turned to something that interested him, his thoughts began to wander.
Under the desk, Xing Yu squeezed Chu Beiling's hand and said to him, "Chu Beiling, if possible, let me be your designated guardian. I will take responsibility for you."
Chu Beiling raised an eyebrow in surprise. In all the time they had known each other, Xing Yu had never asked for anything.
Even if he was in excruciating pain and desperately wanted it, he rarely spoke up first, always leaving the choice to him.
The only request was that he take advantage of the situation, which made Chu Beiling feel both sweet and bitter—why doesn't this person think about himself at all?!
Xing Yu looked at him, waiting for his answer.
“Okay,” Chu Beiling grasped his hand back, not keeping him waiting long.
She also made him a promise: "I will take responsibility for you too."
The bell rang, and Chu Beiling took out her art supplies from her drawer, carefully mixed the colors, and beckoned to him: "I'll stamp this for you."
Xing Yu naturally extended his hand, looking down at him.
Chu Beiling freed one hand and turned his face towards her: "You do your own thing, don't look at me."
Xing Yu: "..."
He turned his face away helplessly.
As he looked away, the sensation on his hand became more pronounced. Xing Yu could clearly feel the paintbrush gently brushing against the back of his hand, and Chu Beiling's warm breath spraying onto it.
It's a little itchy.
Xing Yu's Adam's apple bobbed as he adjusted his breathing.
A moment later, Chu Beiling said, "It's done."
Xing Yu glanced at it and saw a cute tomato-shaped figure lying on the back of his hand.
Chu Beiling stretched out her palm in front of him, her five fingers together and then spread open: "Let's bloom flowers together, let's bloom flowers together."
Xing Yu did as he was told. The tomato-shaped figure lying down launched a heart with his outstretched fingers, then closed up and returned to its original lying position. With a movement, it launched another heart.
Chu Beiling smiled, her amber eyes sparkling: "Do you like it?"
Xing Yu flicked the tip of his nose: "You're so full of tricks."
Chu Beiling: "That's called creativity, baby."
Xing Yu chuckled and held up a number for him.
Chu Beiling tilted her head: "What do you mean?"
Xing Yu: "You've used my hand as a canvas four times now."
"Hmm, so what?" Chu Beiling asked.
Xing Yu: "Just so you don't forget, I'm reminding you."
Chu Beiling always felt that Xing Yu, this black sesame dumpling, was brewing some big move.
But so far, Xing Yu, who is even more narrow-minded than a cell, hasn't done anything, so he hasn't taken it to heart.
Their designated guardianship was temporarily agreed upon verbally, but it will take several more years.
But there is one thing that can be done now, without waiting any longer.
Chu Beiling said, "Let's go to Faxi Temple this weekend when we go home?"
Everyone says that praying for marriage there is very effective, and Chu Beiling hopes that the gods and Buddhas will bless him and Xing Yu so that they can be together forever.
Xing Yu paused for a moment, then chuckled, "Okay."
During the next class meeting, Chu Beiling put her art supplies away with a grin: "Let's take bus 1314."
Xing Yu smiled and said, "Okay."
The last class meeting in the afternoon is basically the homeroom teacher's responsibility. Wang Caiyan usually arrives early, talks about important class matters, and then begins the lesson.
Five minutes passed after the school bell rang today, and Wang Caiyan still hadn't arrived.
Gu Jie turned to Xue Ziang and said, "Class monitor, go to the office and see why Teacher Wang isn't here."
Out of habit, he only remembered after he finished speaking that the other person was no longer the class monitor, so he said to Shen Jingjing, "Jing'er, go to the office and see why Wang Caiyan hasn't come yet."
As soon as Chen Jingjing stood up, Xue Ziang slammed his book heavily onto the desk.
The quiet classroom was startled by the sudden noise.
People who are focused on their painting hate being interrupted by sudden noises, especially since Xue Ziang was making quite a bit of noise, and many people began to complain.
At this moment, Wang Caiyan walked into the classroom with a fierce look on her face: "What's all the noise about? How long has class been going on? You guys are the noisiest people in the whole building. I can hear you from my office."
The whole class sat up straight, all knowing that something terrible was about to happen.
Aside from making a little noise just now, they didn't do anything particularly outrageous. They were incredibly well-behaved. Just two days ago, Chu Beiling even won such a prestigious award.
I was even praised during morning exercises.
Wang Caiyan slammed her phone on the podium: "You are the worst class of students I have ever taught." She patted the blackboard: "Which group is on duty? Why doesn't anyone erase the blackboard?"
The student on duty stood up to go and wipe the blackboard, but Wang Caiyan stopped him: "Sit down, I didn't tell you to stand up."
Everyone remained silent, holding their breath as they looked up at the dark-faced homeroom teacher above the podium.
Wang Caiyan said, "Gu Jie, stand up."
Gu Jie rolled his eyes at Xue Ziang and stood up.
"Yi Shuwen, stand up! Shen Boming, stand up! Chen Qian..."
One by one, people stood up. The crowd looked at each other, puzzled and had no idea what was going on.
But the next second, they found out.
"Xing Yu, Chu Beiling, Li Dong, Sheng Xia, stand up."
Including the eleven people who stood up.
Wang Caiyan slammed her hand on the podium: "The school rules prohibit dating, but in our class, out of 42 people, 15 are dating."
She glanced at the four people who had stood up behind her: "It's one thing to be in a relationship, but there are five gay people in the class. You guys are really something."
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