Lou Zhijing was stunned for a second, then slapped him on the back and said with a smile, "Sure, brother, how about a romantic relationship?"
"As you wish." An Xinghe was excited.
He opened the chat box with her and sent a message, "Are you there?"
There was no reply until five minutes into class, when the phone lit up.
"Aren't you going to treat me to candy?" He lowered his head, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"Ah? Yes."
He seemed to be able to imagine her eyes wide with surprise.
"If you damage your teeth, you're responsible."
The word "responsible" was inexplicably ambiguous, and Lu Wanying blushed.
"Eating one or two should be fine, right?"
"You've spoiled your appetite. You're responsible."
Lu Wanying blushed all the way to her neck and said hesitantly, "Candy is not a rare thing. If you want to eat it, you can buy it yourself."
"You are responsible for eating candy for the first time."
Lu Wanying's face turned red. An Xinghe...what happened to him?
A trace of panic flashed across her eyes, and she didn't know how to reply.
An Xinghe couldn't help but tease her, just to relieve the depression she brought him yesterday.
An Xinghe was immersed in joy and did not notice Lou Zhijing who kept winking at him.
"An Xinghe, you are playing with your cell phone in class. Do you think you can ignore the teacher just because you got the first place in the grade? If you are so capable, why don't you go up to the sky and stand at the back of the classroom." The math teacher slapped his desk with his hand and spoke angrily, scaring everyone around him.
An Xinghe had nothing to say and stood in the back for two full classes.
It was the first time that he was punished by the teacher.
Someone even secretly took photos of him standing in the classroom as punishment, and circulated them crazily in various groups, with mockery in the words used.
"Shocking news! An Xinghe, the top student in his sophomore year, was caught playing with his phone in class and was punished by the teacher to stand in the corner. Hahahaha..."
"A top student also plays with his phone during class? It refreshes my understanding."
"An Xinghe is a classmate of ours. He has never played with his phone during class. This is the first time I've seen him chatting with others during class."
"Who could he be chatting with? I'm a little curious."
"Could it be that the top student is also feeling romantically attracted?"
Lu Wanying avoided replying to him and didn't look at her phone until she was having lunch.
I didn't receive any follow-up messages from him, but instead saw his photos forwarded in various groups.
Were you punished by the teacher to stand in the corner for playing with your phone in class?
Her jaw dropped to the ground in shock. After watching for a while and understanding the whole story, she couldn't help but think to herself, "It's the first time again. She really can't take responsibility."
She quickly sent him a message, but no one replied, so she sent a message to Lou Zhijing.
"Is he alright?"
"It's okay, nothing happened. Was he... chatting with you at that time?" Lou Zhijing looked gossipy.
“..........”
"Even if you don't tell me, I know who else it could be except you. And there's one more thing I'm going to tell you, so please don't be angry."
Lu Wanying suddenly felt a little worried, "What happened to him?"
"He...just stole my phone and saw...saw our chat history from last night."
Lou Zhijing logged off without waiting for her reply.
"What?" she cried out urgently.
So he saw her asking him about his relationship?
Now she really can't wash herself clean even if she jumps into the Yellow River.
In the office, the math teacher called An Xinghe to his side. Since it was lunchtime peak, there were not many people there.
"Xinghe, you have good grades. We are happy and proud of you, but there is one thing to say. You also know that people who are too proud and complacent will look down on others and make others fall behind. To be honest, I am very disappointed with your behavior today." The math teacher said from the bottom of his heart.
"I understand." An Xinghe said lightly.
"Do you know you're wrong? Can you promise that you won't make the same mistake again?" The math teacher softened his tone when he saw his sincerity.
An Xinghe pondered for a moment and told the truth, "I'm sorry, teacher. I don't think I did anything wrong, and I can't guarantee that something like this won't happen again."
The math teacher looked at him in disbelief and slammed the table. "An Xinghe, what do you mean by this?"
"Everything has its priorities. I have my reasons for playing with my phone. I'm not doing it out of pride, but I can guarantee that my grades won't drop." An Xinghe said rationally.
"An Xinghe, when did you start learning Mo Junyao's ways? You rely on your good grades to ignore school rules, teacher? You are really disappointing." The math teacher said angrily.
"You said that things have priorities. Isn't studying the most important thing?" the math teacher asked back.
An Xinghe looked at him and said logically, "Of course not. The purpose of studying hard is to get into a good university and find a good job. This is also the idea that teachers have always instilled in students."
"You know it yourself," the math teacher agreed.
He suddenly changed the subject and said sharply, "But all of this is to make my life happy and meaningful, and I play with my phone in class precisely for the happiness I will have in the future."
He had never heard of such an answer, but An Xinghe acted so confident and didn't feel he was wrong at all, which made him even angrier.
"An Xinghe, you are so eloquent that you can be a debater. You can turn black into white. They all say that you are in love. Is that true?" The math teacher strongly disagreed with his words and questioned him.
"No, but you should punish me, teacher. Without rules, there will be no order. I think I did nothing wrong by playing with my phone, but it violated the school rules and I deserve to be punished."
The math teacher was so angry that he couldn't say anything. He was clearly giving in and nothing happened, but he insisted on proposing a punishment. If he let him go, wouldn't he be embarrassed and at the same time encourage his arrogance?
"Okay, it's time for you to reflect on this. Run ten laps around the playground and your cell phone will be confiscated for a week." The math teacher said harshly.
"Okay." An Xinghe turned off his phone, handed it to the teacher, and left the office.
"Next..." The math teacher was soft-hearted and wanted to tell him to wait for him to finish his meal and rest for a while before running, but there was no sign of An Xinghe.
When Lou Zhijing heard the news, An Xinghe ran alone in the huge playground.
"What's going on? Doesn't your math teacher value you the most? How could he be willing to punish you so severely?" Lou Zhijing became inexplicably worried.
10 laps, one lap is 400 meters, which means a total of 4 kilometers. How can a high school student do such a large amount of exercise, and he is hungry.
An Xinghe didn't say anything and just ran with his head down. He really needed to calm down, otherwise he didn't know what he could do to Wan Ying.
If she responded, he might not be able to help but return her enthusiasm.
"An Xinghe, are you really in love? Does anyone know the inside story?" The classmates standing outside the runway asked curiously.
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