"Cough, Uncle Shang, you really scared me to death just now. I thought I was going to get caught."
Upon hearing Chen Bing's words, the other two people in the car reacted differently. Shang Yunmiao nervously tugged at Chen Bing's sleeve, signaling him to change the subject. Shang Zhengxin, unsure how to respond, simply hummed in response and said nothing more.
Oh no, I'm so embarrassed.
Chen Bing, unusually, managed to kill the conversation and found himself in an awkward situation. His face flushed red, and he looked apologetically at Shang Yunmiao, whose face was full of panic.
Hey guys here, can you guys chime in? Didn't you realize how awkward this is for me?
Just as this awkward silence continued, until Chen Bing thought it would last forever like the silence in the car, Shang Zhengxin suddenly spoke.
“Um… let me make this clear beforehand, Dad isn’t saying you can’t, but you two should try to be more mindful of the occasions in the future. Like at school, try to do it less often, since it’s not good for others to see you.” After saying that, as if afraid of discouraging them, Shang Zhengxin added, forcing himself to continue, “But… it’s different from when you’re on vacation at home, right…”
What he actually wanted to say was, "If we were at home, you could do whatever you want," but Chinese parents are generally more reserved and subtle. So after a 0.25-second pause, he changed his words to a more tactful way of expressing himself.
Just like how Bodhi Patriarch advised Sun Wukong, although Chen Bing wasn't a monkey, he still understood what Shang's father meant: "You can do whatever you want at home, just be mindful of your behavior at school!"
Frog fun! Real or fake chubby!
The first to agree was Shang Yunmiao, who may or may not have heard what Shang Zhengxin meant. This obedient child readily agreed, indicating that she would not make a similar mistake at school again.
That was her exact quote at the time.
"Yes... I know I was wrong, Dad. I won't do it again."
Upon hearing this, Shang Zhengxin, who was driving, nodded secretly and waited for Chen Bing's reply.
As a bad kid who could pretend to be a good kid, Mr. Chen naturally followed up immediately, saying, "Yes, we know we were wrong, Dad. We definitely won't do it like that at school again."
He had only said it casually, something he had learned from Shang Yunmiao, but the word "Dad" that he said unintentionally made Shang Zhengxin overjoyed.
dad? !
He paused for a moment, thinking to himself, "Bingbing has already started calling me 'Dad,' so shouldn't I...?"
"Actually, Dad understands you. After all, you're young, and the pressure of studying is quite high. It's not that I'm completely forbidding it, it's just that... when you're being intimate, remember to do it discreetly, because next time it might not be so coincidental that I'll catch you..."
Like a little devil whose defenses were broken down by the male protagonist's gentleness, Shang Zhengxin said the above words rather unnaturally.
Huh? No, not Uncle... no, no, I should call him Dad.
Dad, what did you just say? I didn't record it, could you please say it again? That way, if I get caught by another teacher in the future, I can take your place, right?
Although he was incredibly arrogant inside, he would never dare to say those words aloud if Chen Bing were to actually say them. Chen Bing, who had gotten the better deal, didn't dare to act innocent and repeatedly said, "Definitely, definitely."
Thus, a crisis that wasn't really a crisis, triggered by kissing Shang Yunmiao, was over.
As a result, Chen Bing felt more confident when dealing with Yunmiao, who was close to business...
...
The next day, October 12th, was during the break between self-study sessions on Saturday evening.
After three days of study, two days of exams, and four Chinese, two math, and two English lessons on Saturday, the first week after the National Day holiday is finally coming to an end.
As is customary at Shangping Experimental School, the holidays for first and second-year high school students follow a alternating week system. A two-week period is considered a "big week," and a one-week period is considered a "small week." In principle, there is no holiday during the small week. On Saturday and Sunday morning, the three subjects of Chinese, Mathematics, and English are taught in pairs, with four classes in total.
After enduring the ordeal of these twelve lessons, totaling 480 minutes, the school will mercifully arrange a short break on Sunday afternoon.
To put it simply, you can understand it as Xiao Zhou having four physical education classes on Sunday afternoons, during which you can play freely on campus.
Of course, due to the pandemic, you still need to ask for leave if you want to leave the school.
Chen Bing was unfamiliar with holiday systems in other parts of China, but he felt that the holidays at Shangping Experimental School were quite torturous.
Just imagine, the poor children are locked up in school for two or three weeks straight...
Hmm? I think I'm a day student. Oh, then it's alright.
Bringing herself back to reality from these trivial matters, Chen Bing began to look forward to her afternoon break tomorrow. After all, Xiao Shang had promised to let her wash her feet last night!
Hehe, those soft, white, and tender little feet, held in my hands under the guise of washing them, being touched and rubbed from left to right, it felt incredibly good.
It's not just the touch on the foot that's most comfortable; what's more important is the expression on Xiao Shang's face while his foot is being touched!
She's switching between shyness and curiosity—I can't wait!
"Ice God, are you thinking about a problem? You look so serious." A little while before evening self-study started, the boy sitting in front of him came back from getting water and saw Chen Bing staring at his desk with a (genius thinking.JpG) look on his face. He was immediately attracted by Chen Bing's handsome appearance and asked him curiously.
All I can say is that Mr. Chen is Mr. Chen after all. Even when he's lost in his daydreams and someone strikes up a conversation with him, he remains calm and composed.
The boy who had spoken to Chen Bing saw her come back to her senses, then smile slightly at him and say, "Yeah, I was thinking about a math problem."
"Awesome! Awesome!" The boy in front of Chen Bing gave her a thumbs up, praising her with great admiration. Then he started chatting with Chen Bing about her results in the recent monthly exam.
"Now, except for geography and chemistry, the results for all other subjects are out. Ice God, how many points did you get in those subjects? Let me calculate it for you."
Without refusing the kindness, Chen Bing finished recalling the events and began to count off.
Just then, many people around heard Chen Bing's conversation and gathered around to hear the summary of Chen Bing's grades.
"Chinese 147, Math 150, English 149, Physics 100, Chemistry unknown, Biology 100, Politics 98, History 95, Geography unknown."
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