"Yes, what textbook are you looking for? I'll find it for you in a bit."
"Do you study science or humanities? I've never seen you before."
Students are the purest of people. They sounded frivolous and dissolute just now, but they are actually innocent students. Tong Su smiled at them, and they touched their ears shyly and fell silent.
"I'm a new liberal arts student. I was injured before and haven't been to school. It's possible that you haven't seen me before..."
Soon, Tongsu was chatting happily with them.
It was at this moment that the students from Class 8 of the second year of high school arrived to collect their books.
Teacher Yun had just come out of the office when her eyes lit up: "Xue Yu, Liu Yuhan, Ma Zhenwei, you're here? Quick, someone come here to help me find the books. Nan Yao's textbooks are buried at the bottom!"
There are always fewer boys in humanities classes compared to science classes. There's a saying that goes, "Girls are treated like boys, and boys are treated like animals."
Xue Yu was the class monitor, Liu Yuhan was the discipline committee member, and Ma Zhenwei was the physical education representative. When it came to physical labor, these boys naturally stepped up without hesitation.
Normally, they would readily obey any instructions from their homeroom teacher, but this time, upon hearing the name "Nanyao" from Teacher Yun's mouth, Ma Zhenwei, the physical education representative, exploded on the spot!
"No! Teacher, I won't help. Why should I help her find the book?!"
He was also very good at coming up with reasons, and he spoke with great conviction:
"Teacher, there are so many books in the office right now. If we go and look through them, won't we just make things more complicated for everyone else? Why don't we wait until everyone has taken their books, and then all that's left in the office will be Nan Yao's books!"
Teacher Yun said angrily, "How long will we have to wait?"
"Oh well, she's not here anyway, so there's no rush. Let her wait."
Teacher Yun frowned: "How do you know she's not here? Ma Zhenwei, what kind of talk was that? You—"
Before she could finish speaking, another teacher in the office called out to her, "Teacher Yun, come here quickly, there's something urgent!"
Teacher Yun glared at Ma Zhenwei, then nodded reassuringly to Tong Su before hurrying into her office.
Ma Zhenwei grinned, smirked at the crowd lining up outside the office, and deliberately said loudly, "You want me to move books for that good-for-nothing Yao? Heh, no way! That ugly girl is in our class, I'm going to kick her out!"
Discipline committee member Liu Yuhan nodded in agreement: "That's right, how could she be in our class?"
Ma Zhenwei, a strong and athletic man, raised his fist, as big as a bowl, and sneered.
"That vicious idiot, all she does is bully her sister all day long, does she even deserve to be respected? Forget about finding her books, when I see her, I'll show her that our Class 8 isn't so easy to get into!"
A burst of laughter immediately erupted from the surrounding area.
Xue Yu frowned: "Ma Zhenwei, shut up. Nan Yao is also our classmate. What do you mean by this?"
After the class monitor spoke, Ma Zhenwei shrugged and remained silent, while the discipline committee member Liu Yuhan shook his head.
"Class monitor, you don't need to speak up for her. No one in our class welcomes her! Even if you just ask around the classroom, everyone would agree that they'd rather jump out the window and skip class than study in the same room as her!"
“That’s right, that’s right, that’s it—” Ma Zhenwei chuckled, strolled to the back of the line, and looked up to see a small, agile wheelchair.
A pretty young girl sat in a wheelchair, looking at the two of them with a half-smile.
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