For the next day, Lan Shuang rarely left the classroom. No matter how bloody and violent the situation was outside, she remained as still as a mountain.
After school in the evening, Mu Yan drove to pick her up as usual, but found that many people were looking at her, and their eyes were not very friendly.
He stood by the car, frowned, looked down at the watch on his wrist, and heard a whisper in his ears.
A boy was gossiping with a girl, "I've seen this guy many times. He always comes to pick up Lan Shuang. I didn't think much of it before, but now it seems... Tsk tsk tsk, I can't believe it. He's quite handsome, how could he have such a weird habit?"
Mu Yan: “?”
Is this talking about him?
The girl then glanced at him and whispered, "No way? I think it's fake. Maybe it's a misunderstanding? Even if they really are in that relationship, why would they choose a fat guy? Besides...this car doesn't look worth much. He doesn't look like someone rich."
Mu Yan, who had just joined the ranks of small business owners, looked at his second-hand car and fell silent.
He is indeed not a rich man now, but...keeping a mistress?
What and what?
However, these two people were not isolated cases. Mu Yan finally understood why these people were looking at him with such strange eyes.
His eyes darkened slightly, he pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, and looked back coldly.
The originally chattering crowd fell silent. No one dared to look him in the eye. If they glanced at him secretly, they would be noticed by Mu Yan. Then, their hearts would tighten, and they would look away and quickly walk past him.
When Lan Shuang came out, she saw such a strange scene. The school gate was bustling with people, and other places were very crowded. Only around Mu Yan seemed to be a transparent barrier, separating him from the people next to him, with an effect comparable to Moses parting the sea.
She walked over, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and handed the schoolbag to Mu Yan naturally: "What's wrong? Who offended you?"
Mu Yan glanced at her dimly, "Did anyone bully you at school?"
Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows: "You know everything?"
Mu Yan nodded: "Let's talk about it after we get in the car."
He turned around to help Lan Shuang open the car door, then put his schoolbag on the back seat, came over to close the car door for Lan Shuang, walked around to the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator and drove away from the school gate under the curious and gossipy gazes of the crowd.
On the way, Lan Shuang told Mu Yan everything about the photos on the forum.
Mu Yan sneered after hearing this: "There are so many troublemakers in such a small high school."
"It's not so bad. Most of them are kind, but sometimes they can be led astray. They can be straightened out with a little persuasion. But some people are just pure evil, like the old demon man."
Hearing this address, Mu Yan smiled: "Old demon man? That's quite appropriate. How do you plan to deal with this matter?"
"I won't deal with it for now. I have exams tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I'll just bear with it for now and deal with it after I'm done."
Lan Shuang said indifferently, "His heart is red, his eyes are red too, everything he sees is colored. He is shooting himself in the foot. He will eventually pay the price for his arrogance and prejudice."
Mu Yan's expression turned slightly cold. "He labeled a student a pervert before he even understood the whole thing. I don't think he should be a teacher anymore."
He had a plan in mind, but he didn't tell Lan Shuang yet.
After returning home, he personally cooked a sumptuous vegetarian meal for Lan Shuang.
Lan Shuang looked at the table full of green leaves and ate them with a helpless smile. There was nothing she could do as she was still on a diet and couldn't eat food that was too oily or high in calories.
After eating, Lan Shuang returned to her room. She didn’t study very late tonight and went to bed early to ensure that she would be in good condition tomorrow.
…
During the three days of the final exam, Lan Shuang basically did not communicate with anyone. She concentrated on the exam, took a break after the exam, and then continued to take the exam, devoting herself to it. When she handed in the paper for the last subject and left the exam room, she finally let out the breath she had been holding.
"Hot-Blooded High School is fulfilling, but it's really tiring. I haven't had a good night's sleep for several days." Lan Shuang stood by the window at the end of the corridor, feeling the cold wind. She yawned and tears immediately flowed out.
888 consoled him, "Host, you've worked hard. I won't choose such a difficult world for you next time."
Lan Shuang smiled faintly: "You'd better. I never want to see the word 'exam' appear before my eyes again."
888 raised his hand weakly: "I swear there won't be any exams."
Many people see the halo of academic masters and stay away from them, always thinking that they can do anything, but they don’t know that many people actually put in as much effort as they do.
Talent is just talent after all, and it also needs to be developed and trained. People with good talent can indeed learn twice with half the effort, but the premise is to learn. Not learning will just be a waste.
If you want to achieve the best results in a short time, you have to double your efforts.
Lan Shuang is in this situation now. She has to study hard and lose weight at the same time, which is a double torture.
While everyone was busy checking answers and the teachers were busy organizing the test papers and holding a meeting, she leaned over the windowsill and wailed quietly, "Ah ...
Qin Zhou, who secretly came to find Gu Bo: "?"
She was holding a milk tea in her hand. She hesitated for a moment, then walked over and looked over. "Xiao Lan?"
"Ah?" Lan Shuang turned to look at her. Because she had just yawned, tears were still in her eyes. Her tearful eyes shocked Qin Zhou.
"You're crying?!"
Lan Shuang: "...No, I just yawned."
However, these words were not very convincing. Qin Zhou looked her up and down, looked at the desolate window sill with cold wind, then looked at Lan Shuang's red eyes, and the wailing she had just heard. Qin Zhou's pity for her increased greatly.
She thought for a moment and handed the milk tea in her hand to Lan Shuang: "Don't cry, Xiaolan. I've already told my parents about that matter. They called the principal and asked him to deal seriously with the person who spread the rumors and caused trouble. There will be a result soon."
"Thank you, Zhou Zhou, but I really didn't cry." Lan Shuang reluctantly returned the milk tea to her: "Didn't you say you would supervise me to lose weight? Why are you giving me milk tea back?"
Qin Zhou: "This is mine—"
Gu Bo just came out and saw the milk tea being pushed back and forth between the two people. His eyes were dim and he asked, "Or is it possible that this is my milk tea?"
Lan Shuang: “…”
Qin Zhou: "..."
The scene was a bit awkward for a moment.
Lan Shuang quickly handed the milk tea to Gu Bo: "Yours, yours, take it, I'm going back to move the table."
She didn't want to get involved in the young couple's quarrel, so she slipped away as a courtesy. However, as soon as she arrived in the classroom, her friend called her away.
Lan Shuang picked up her cell phone before leaving.
…
This time they did not go to the head teacher's office, but went directly to the principal's office.
The environment in the principal's office was much better. When I opened the door, I saw a row of sofas. Mu Yan occupied the entire sofa by himself. He had a cold expression, his legs crossed, and his hands casually placed on them.
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