Chapter 44: Of course he was asked to write a self-criticism for skipping class
The other end of the phone suddenly went quiet. Xiao Zhier listened to the hesitant voice of the boy on the other end. He shook his head helplessly: "I'll go over now. Is your dormitory door unlocked?"
The boy agreed immediately: "Okay, okay, it's not locked, we never lock the door!"
"Don't be proud of this kind of thing, okay!" Xiao Zhier complained to him casually. After hanging up the phone, he turned to look at Xu Ze, "Teacher Xu, come with me?"
Xu Ze nodded with a smile: "Let's go, I also want to see how it is possible to turn over and then become unable to move."
At this time, most of the students had gone to evening self-study, and the dormitory building was extremely quiet. Xu Ze dressed up specially to come and give Xiao Zhier a surprise. He wore a pair of gray-blue suede derby shoes with two-centimeter low heels. The heels of his shoes stepped on the ground with light footsteps, and the sound echoed in the corridor, breaking the deserted silence.
"It's been a while since you came back, right?"
Xiao Zhier was half a body length ahead of Xu Ze. He turned around and looked at Xu Ze and smiled, "You've returned to school after many years of graduation. How do you feel about my interview with our teacher Xu?"
"Ahem..." Xu Ze cleared his throat pretentiously. Seeing Xiao Zhi'er stretching out his hand and making a gesture to hand over the microphone, he also raised his hand to hold Xiao Zhi'er's fingers, but suddenly paused when he glanced at him, "...Hmm?"
Xu Ze paused, stared at the dormitory door beside him which was slightly open, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
He grabbed Xiao Zhier, who was caught off guard and had a look of surprise on his face. He subconsciously followed Xu Ze's line of sight and saw the little classmate named Xu wearing headphones and typing on the keyboard.
Xiao Zhier sighed, he and Xu Ze looked at each other, and they both remained silent. They raised their phones to take pictures of Xu Censheng, and then continued to go to the dormitory of the Twisting Waist Warrior.
"Han Qishan?"
Xiao Zhier knocked lightly on the dormitory door, and pushed it open after hearing someone answer. He raised his hand and grabbed the ladder beside the bed, stepped on it, and took a look: "What's going on?"
Han Qishan was twisted in a strange arc on the bed. He turned his head with difficulty after hearing Xiao Zhier's voice and said pitifully: "I can't get up. It hurts a lot when I move."
Xiao Zhier comforted Han Qishan with a few words, then turned to look at Xu Ze: "Teacher Xu?"
Xu Ze happily stepped forward. He climbed up to the upper bunk in two steps, stepped on the ladder and carefully knelt beside the bed. He reached out to press Han Qishan's waist: "If there is any pain, tell me."
Han Qishan originally did not pay any extra attention to Xu Ze because of how Xiao Zhier addressed him. However, when he glanced over, Han Qishan was stunned.
He subconsciously asked, "Aren't you Xiao's girlfriend?"
Xiao Zhier, who was standing aside and watching:? ? ?
No, it’s only been a short time since he started dating, but everyone already knows about it, right?
Xu Ze was not surprised at the gossip that spread quickly and became hot knowledge. He knew his eldest nephew too well. Once any gossip fell into Xu Censheng's sight, it would become known to everyone in minutes.
He remained calm and even continued with interest, "Is it that kid Xu Censheng who is spreading rumors again?"
Han Qishan was stunned: "Nonsense?"
While Han Qishan's mind was still full of gossip, Xu Ze had already taken advantage of this time and pressed down with his fingers with a little force.
Before Han Qishan finished his words, Xu Ze's fingers had already fallen. He took a breath of cold air and screamed the moment Xu Ze's fingertips pressed on the painful spot on his waist.
Xu Ze had seen many patients howling like ghosts and wolves, so Han Qishan's screams did not affect his movements at all. Xu Ze even commented calmly: "Wow, a tenor."
Xiao Zhier was so frightened by Han Qishan's scream that he took a step back. Before he could complain, he heard Xu Ze's sharp comments.
Xiao Zhier was stunned for a second, then couldn't help laughing out loud.
While Han Qishan was screaming, Xu Ze quickly completed the palpation of Han Qishan. He rolled over and got out of bed gracefully, and gave Xiao Zhier a soothing smile: "It's nothing serious, just a simple sprain. It will be fine after some rest."
Han Qishan squirmed stubbornly: "But I am in severe pain. Am I really not broken?"
Xu Ze smiled and patted Han Qishan's arm: "You really haven't broken it. If it had, you wouldn't be able to talk to me so lively now."
He smiled casually, "It's okay. If it hurts, you can sleep on your side with your knees bent. Ask your roommate to bring you two ice packs to apply cold compresses. If you really can't stand it, take an ibuprofen. Observe for two days. If there is no relief or it gets worse, go to the hospital for an X-ray and have a look."
Han Qishan raised his hand and wiped away his tears: "Okay, I'll call my roommate later..."
"No need." Xiao Zhier suddenly spoke up. He saw Xu Ze and Han Qishan turned to look at him. He raised his head and smiled at Han Qishan, "Have your roommates gone to evening self-study?"
Han Qishan nodded subconsciously: "Yes, I haven't finished those assignments yet, so I went to ask the monitor for support."
Xu Ze glanced at Han Qishan dimly: "You finish your homework quite quickly..."
"Ahem..." Han Qishan scratched his head awkwardly, "Brother Xiao, why are you asking me about my roommate?"
Seeing that Han Qishan's change of topic was really clumsy, Xiao Zhier couldn't help but curl his lips. He didn't expose Han Qishan's little trick and said, "Let them do their homework well. I remember Teacher Chen said before that there will be a competition in a while. Maybe we can recommend a few students' works to participate in it."
Han Qishan perked up: "Didn't you say that we should try to let the juniors go? Has Lao Chen changed his mind?"
Xiao Zhier glanced at him and said in a cold voice: "You don't go to this class, but you are very well-informed."
Han Qishan shut up silently. He raised his hand and made a "zipper" gesture in front of his mouth, refusing to accept the counselor couple's critical attacks again.
Xiao Zhier raised an eyebrow at Xu Zeyi: "Isn't there a ready-made errand boy over there?"
Han Qishan was full of questions, but Xu Ze suddenly understood.
He said nothing, turned around and walked out.
Han Qishan was still confused. Xiao Zhier noticed Han Qishan's confusion. He smiled and patted the boy's messy hair: "Don't worry, your errand boy will be here soon."
As soon as Xiao Zhier finished speaking, Xu Censheng's voice of begging for mercy was heard from outside the door. Xiao Zhier stepped forward and opened the dormitory door. Xu Ze pinched Xu Censheng's ear and strode into the room.
Han Qishan: “Oh wow.”
He was originally feeling depressed because he had to turn himself in to the teacher and skip classes to seek medical treatment due to a sprained ankle. Now, seeing that his classmate Xu Censheng was accompanying him to be arrested, Han Qishan said that he instantly felt refreshed.
Xu Censheng was originally playing games. He just returned home to buy some equipment, but the next second his headphones were lifted off by someone.
He slammed the table and turned around to get angry, but he was met with the cold face of his uncle.
Xu Censheng instantly became timid.
Xu Ze glanced at Xu Censheng's computer screen: "3 kills and 7 deaths, forget it, don't hurt your teammates."
Xu Censheng blushed, and he turned off the screen at the fastest speed in his life: "I, I'm actually very strong, this is an accident... Hey hey hey!"
Before he finished explaining, Xu Ze was too lazy to listen. The cruel uncle raised his hand and grabbed Xu Censheng's ear, then turned and walked out.
Xu Censheng staggered to catch up with Xu Ze's footsteps. Even after he left the door, Xu Censheng was still worried about his game: "Let's talk, my game will be over soon--"
As soon as Xu Censheng uttered this sentence, the door of the dormitory not far away slowly opened, and Xiao Zhier's face appeared in front of him.
Xu Censheng: ...It’s over.
He shut up for a second and waited for Xu Ze to let go of his hand. Xu Censheng took several steps back to the wall. Just as he was about to speak, he raised his eyes and saw Han Qishan lying in a twisted posture on the bed.
Xu Censheng's face was blank, and it took him a while to come back to his senses: "W-what's going on? Are you holding a three-court trial? No, Han Qishan, are you a hostage?"
Han Qishan replied seriously: "No, I'm not a hostage, I'm your employer."
Xu Censheng:……?
The question mark on Xu Censheng's face was too obvious. Xiao Zhier couldn't help but turn around and cover his mouth, forcing back the laughter that had already risen to his throat.
Xu Ze had always disliked his nephew for being silly, so he didn't beat around the bush with Xu Censheng and said directly: "Your classmate has a back injury. Go to the school clinic and get him some ice packs. Ask the school doctor to prescribe him some ibuprofen as a backup."
Xu Censheng blinked twice, and his first reaction was to look up at Han Qishan, who smiled at him with a look of gloating: "No, you are in this state, and you still have the mood to laugh at me?"
Before, Xiao Zhier and Xu Ze's attention had always been on Xu Censheng. It would have been fine if he hadn't said anything, but when he said that, both of them turned around subconsciously.
Han Qishan was enjoying the fun to the extreme, but he was caught off guard and the smile on his face froze, and he didn't even have time to close his eyes.
Xiao Zhier looked at Han Qishan who was almost twisted into a knot on the bed, and had to stick his head out to watch Xu Censheng's misfortune. He shook his head helplessly: "Since you can't move, why don't you just stop watching the fun?"
Han Qishan pulled his head back stiffly, lying on his side on the bed and closing his eyes peacefully: "It's okay, I'm fine, don't mind me."
Xu Censheng rolled his eyes: "It's all your fault. If you weren't unlucky, I wouldn't be unlucky either."
Hearing this, Han Qishan stuck his head out again and made a face at Xu Censheng arrogantly. The next second, he noticed Xiao Zhier's gaze, and like the mole in the whack-a-mole game, he slid back into the quilt smoothly without even turning his eyes.
Xiao Zhier found it funny. He raised his hand and pressed Han Qishan's head, then turned to look at Xu Censheng: "Stop talking nonsense. Go quickly. Get the medicine and come back quickly. I have something else to talk to you about."
Xu Censheng smiled and wanted to get closer to Xiao Zhier, but just as he opened his mouth to say something, he felt a gaze coming towards him that was hard to ignore.
Xu Censheng slowly turned his head and met the gaze of his uncle.
He can't afford to offend this person.
"…I'm leaving now."
Xu Censheng didn't say anything. He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, turned around and ran out.
Xu Censheng's footsteps faded away quickly. When he could no longer hear them, Xu Ze slowly raised his foot and approached Xiao Zhier: "Brother Xiao, what do you want to do with him?"
Xiao Zhier looked at Xu Ze, then at Han Qishan who was curiously sticking his head out of the bed, and smiled slightly: "Of course, let him write a self-criticism."
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