Chapter 190: Bonus Chapter 1
Not long after the start of first grade, Luo Yan was entrusted with an important task by her teacher: to serve as class monitor.
The teacher said, "If anyone misbehaves, tell me their name."
Elementary school students never behave well; everyone makes three or five mistakes every day.
From small things like turning around to say a word during class to big things like damaging a desk or chair in the classroom.
Luo Yan's pen and paper were inseparable; soon, she couldn't even fit everything in one notebook.
When she handed it to the teacher, the teacher was also stunned: "Luo Yan, you don't actually need to write down everything."
Luo Yan tilted her head and looked at the teacher, saying confidently, "But they all behaved badly."
This left the teacher speechless; all she could do was offer a few words of encouragement and praise her for doing a good job.
Luo Yan was greatly encouraged and became a writer who wrote with great flair, making her the disliked person in the whole class.
She already had no friends, so this made people even less willing to hang out with her.
Fortunately, Luo Yan had gotten used to it, because she wasn't very popular among her peers in the alley.
She attends classes diligently every day and follows her brother around to and from school.
But Luo Hong didn't think it was a big deal. After all, the educated youth office was doing mobilization work everywhere, and he was still the eldest son in his family. Going to the countryside was inevitable.
What will happen to my sister when he leaves?
Without much thought, he immediately pointed the finger at the word "class monitor" and went home to ask his parents to go to the school and have the teacher remove his sister from her position.
Luo Yan was about to cry when she heard this.
She felt that she had to complete the tasks assigned by the teacher properly, and that doing so was tantamount to deserting her post, making her no different from a commoner.
These are all her original words.
Luo Xinmin never expected that his daughter, who had only been in school for a year, would speak such profound words. He was pleased but also troubled. He gave his son a look, signaling him to think of another way and not to mention this in front of his sister.
Other methods? As the saying goes, three cobblers are equal to one Zhuge Liang.
Luo Hong always felt that he and his childhood friend together were worth more than one person, so he dragged him along to discuss it.
Zhou Weifang said crudely, "That's your sister, not mine. Why do you keep asking me to clean up her messes?"
Luo Hong knew him perfectly well: "I know, I know. She pushed you a couple of days ago, but we're men, don't hold it against her."
Luo Yan has always had this personality since she was a child. She'll fight back against anyone who messes with her brother, fiercely protective of him.
Zhou Weifang was used to it and could let it go, but he locked his childhood friend's neck and said, "You don't have any protection today, so let's settle things properly."
They had barely exchanged a few blows when Luo Yan arrived.
She stared wide-eyed at him, looking left and right, which displeased Zhou Weifang, who snapped at her, "If you keep staring like that, it'll fall out."
Luo Yan pouted, looking aggrieved, and with a snort, pulled her hand out of her pocket.
Look how angry she is! Luo Hong pulled a comic book out of his pocket: "It's a new one, you can just squat here and read it while we play ball."
Luo Yancai wouldn't squat down to watch.
She found a flat rock to sit on and watched. Gradually, she could no longer hear any other sounds. By the time she realized that her brother and the others were fighting with someone, the battle was already quite intense and had attracted many onlookers.
At this time of year, it's common for teenagers in the alley to fight, with cheers and shouts often heard from the sidelines.
Luo Yan wanted to rush over, but then realized she would only be in the way, so she took two steps back.
While Zhou Weifang was fighting with someone, he still had time to think: This girl is really a bully who picks on the weak and fears the strong. Why does she only pounce on me when I'm fighting with my childhood friend? So she knows she won't get hurt. Sooner or later, I'll give her a good beating and teach her a lesson.
While he was thinking, Luo Yan took two steps back and shouted, "Brother, stop fighting!"
Her shouting didn't stop anyone, but it did attract the attention of several of her classmates.
Everyone had been suffering in class for so long, and they surrounded her, saying, "Your brother got into a fight, you have to tell the teacher!"
The words "tell the teacher" were truly harmless to Luo Hong. But Luo Yan was different; she shook her head vigorously, "We can't tell the teacher."
The more she disagreed, the more everyone shouted, "No, you're the class monitor, you have to set an example!"
Luo Yan agreed with these words and couldn't refute them for a moment. She was so anxious that tears were about to fall, but she remained firm: "No!"
She was attacked by the group, while Luo Hong and Zhou Weifang had won a great victory and protected this precious basketball court.
The two men brushed the dust off themselves and stood behind Luo Yan like two sworn brothers, shouting without asking any questions: "What are you doing! Trying to bully her!"
Older children have an intimidating effect on younger children, and since the children on the other side were all first graders, everyone suddenly felt a little intimidated.
Only one of the most mischievous kids was defiant and said, "If you fight, you're going to tell the teacher!"
Luo Yan panicked and shouted, "No!"
She shielded her brother behind her, and seeing Zhou Weifang's nonchalant attitude, she told him to hide behind her as well.
This girl is so small, what can she possibly block?
Luo Hong suppressed a laugh as he teased his childhood friend, but Zhou Weifang couldn't quite manage a laugh, thinking to himself: Okay, at least I haven't been letting her have her way all this time.
Luo Yan was unaware of their subtle actions behind her back, like a mother hen protecting her chicks.
The people behind her remained silent, waiting to see how she would handle the situation.
This only emboldened the others: "If you don't set an example, then you can't be the class monitor!"
Luo Yan would also shout, "Fine, I won't take it! But you're not allowed to tell the teacher!"
Everyone's goal was to remove her from the position of class monitor, and upon hearing this, they dispersed with satisfaction.
But Luo Hong wasn't very satisfied. He patted his sister's head and said, "Go ahead and sue me. Your brother is like a dead pig that doesn't fear boiling water."
Besides, at most it's just writing a self-criticism and standing as punishment, which is a trivial matter for him.
But Luo Yan couldn't accept it, and she said the same thing again: "No way!"
Zhou Weifang teased her, "Then hand it over to me, just say that I was the one who got into the fight."
Luo Yan replied firmly, "That won't do either!"
Okay, okay, no, no, no.
Luo Hong said helplessly, "So you're really not going to be the class monitor anymore?"
Luo Yan felt she was still reasonable: "I really didn't set a good example; I went to talk to the teacher myself."
She lost her temper again: "Your hands are covered in dust, and you still touched my hair."
Luo Hong clapped his hands guiltily and coughed awkwardly, changing the subject: "Let's play ball, you go back to reading."
Luo Yan snorted at her brother's retreating figure, when suddenly a piece of candy was stuffed into her hand.
She looked up with her round eyes wide open, and Zhou Weifang patted her head: "At least you have a conscience."
Luo Yan was displeased: "Your hands are covered in dust too!"
Zhou Weifang laughed heartily, but didn't say anything, and turned around to continue playing ball.
Luo Yan was left alone, eating candy while intently reading a comic book.
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