Abbess Miejue's surname was Mao. She was a teacher of pathophysiology, about thirty years old, elegant and ruthless, with a slender figure and fashionable clothes. She was a very stylish and beautiful woman.
But this seemingly gentle and weak beauty is actually the most vicious nun in the entire school. There are four nuns in the medical university, and the one ranked first is the nun. The other three are also female teachers, and their methods are relatively mild. When they are in a good mood, they can be lenient. Unlike the beauty, who kills without mercy.
The most famous legend about the Mao Beauty is—
"Except for matters of life and death, everything else is a minor matter; otherwise, it will be treated as an absence."
The implication is that either your father, mother, or yourself die, or you crawl over to class even if you're crippled, or I'll give you a zero.
Under Mao Meiren's menacing and oppressive rule, no student missed a single one of her classes. The classroom was always packed, and each student sat upright like a cute first-grader, with their hands neatly arranged, not daring to make a single movement.
The next afternoon, Mao Meiren had another class. Ye Qingqing and Ruan Yingzi sat in the back, completely forgetting about the car accident the day before. The crisp, rhythmic sound of her high heels wafted in as Mao Meiren, wearing a light blue long dress and a black knitted cardigan, walked into the classroom.
The classroom fell silent instantly; the students didn't dare to breathe.
Mao Meiren slowly walked to the podium, her cool gaze sweeping around before settling on Ye Qingqing. Seeing that Ye Qingqing had a rosy and radiant complexion, her gaze turned colder.
Ye Qingqing felt uneasy under her gaze and gritted her teeth, whispering, "Did you finish it for me yesterday?"
"Alright," Teacher Mao hummed in agreement, but didn't say anything else. Ruan Yingzi gritted her teeth and replied, puzzled. Was this a prelude to settling scores later?
"Ye Qingqing, come up to the podium."
Mao Meiren's voice was as cold as ever. Ye Qingqing's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously got up and ran to the podium with small steps. Mao Meiren's eyes grew colder and colder, like the coldest winter. Ruan Yingzi was anxiously waiting below, secretly cursing Ye Qingqing as a stupid pig.
It got hit by a car yesterday, and it's running so fast today, is it deliberately trying to get itself killed?
But she didn't dare to warn her, and could only watch helplessly as Ye Qingqing went further and further down the path of courting death. Unable to bear watching any longer, she turned her head away and closed her eyes.
As Ye Qingqing approached the podium, a chill ran down her spine. She suddenly realized she had made a grave mistake, and cold sweat poured down her back. She stopped abruptly, dumbfounded, staring at the sneering Mao Meiren.
Oh no, I'm going to die!
Is it too late to pretend to be lame now?
"Ye Qingqing, didn't you get hit by a car yesterday? You look nimble and healthy. Did you get hit by a stroller?" Mao Meiren mocked coldly. The students burst into laughter and looked at Ye Qingqing with sympathy.
They even dared to fool Abbess Miejue; their courage is commendable, I admire them!
Ye Qingqing laughed awkwardly, trying to salvage the situation, "It was a tricycle, a breakfast tricycle. Luckily, I reacted quickly and only got some porridge splashed all over me. I'm going back to change my clothes...hehe..."
Mao Meiren watched her make up stories quietly, and the atmosphere became increasingly awkward. In the end, Ye Qingqing simply shut up. She couldn't make up any more stories herself. Whether she stuck her neck out or not, she would still be in trouble. She would just have to hand over her hundred-odd pounds of flesh to this Abbess Miejue.
"Not only did you skip class, but you also dared to lie. Your crimes are heinous. You get zero points, and you have to write a 3,000-word self-criticism. The whole class will have to do a self-criticism next class!" Mao Meiren announced the punishment sternly.
As Ye Qingqing expected, her heart sank. This woman's subject was a professional one!
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