It's in the genes.

Everything in the world has two sides. When we see people seeking benefits and avoiding harm, some people will sacrifice themselves for justice.

Just like our martyrs, our heroes, our most beloved people...

"Zhihuan, do people have to live so realistically?" Liu Chunhua's voice was like a sigh.

"This is also the survival of the fittest." Shen Zhihuan patted Liu Chunhua's shoulder gently.

Not only is human society so realistic, the animal world is the same.

People, you may not love money too much, but you must have money.

Animals, you don’t have to bully your own kind, but you must be strong enough.

Liu Chunhua looked at Shen Zhihuan with drooping brows, feeling inexplicably depressed.

Shen Zhihuan sighed, smiled and shook his head.

This is what it means to be too well protected by your parents.

The bell for class scared away the group of people who were gathered together.

After everyone had dispersed, Shen Zhihuan returned to her seat with a bulging belly.

Liu Chunhua looked depressed. She sat back in her seat without any excitement.

Next is another big class.

Everyone flipped through their textbooks and waited quietly.

A few minutes later, there was still silence in the direction of the classroom door.

Nun Miejue always enters the classroom on time for class, and many times she is even more punctual than the bell.

"What's wrong with Master Miejue today? Why hasn't she come yet?" Some people could no longer sit still.

"Master Miejue isn't coming today, is she?"

"Master Miejue may have overslept today."

"Could it be that Nun Miejue had a quarrel with Old Man Ren and that's why she's not coming to class?"

…

Nun Miejue has accumulated power for a long time, and although everyone was talking about it in a low voice, no one dared to move.

"Zhihuan, why do you think Master Miejue didn't come?" With gossip to talk about, Liu Chunhua became lively again.

"You, the department head's own niece, don't even know, so how could I know?!" Shen Zhihuan really liked her heartless personality.

"Master Miejue and my cousin have always been incompatible." Liu Chunhua sighed.

Probably because she was afraid that Shen Zhihuan didn't understand, she added, "Master Miejue has always believed that it was my cousin who took away the position of department head from old man Ren."

"What's the truth?" Shen Zhihuan asked with a smile.

"That's true." Liu Chunhua almost laughed out loud.

"Old man Ren is old-fashioned and has devoted himself to teaching. My cousin..." Liu Chunhua gave Shen Zhihuan a look that showed you understand.

Shen Zhihuan pursed her lips and smiled.

She really dares to say anything.

Twenty minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

The discussions in the classroom became louder and louder.

"It's no use for us to just wait here, Wu Feifei. Why don't you go to the office and ask?" Someone looked at Wu Feifei.

"Yes! Wu Feifei, you go and take a look." Someone agreed.

If Nun Miejue really can't come, they might as well withdraw early to avoid waiting here for something to happen.

Just as Wu Feifei was about to get up, she heard footsteps approaching the classroom door.

Everyone fell silent instantly.

Wu Feifei sat back down on the bench which she had just left.

A moment later, a young man in a dark blue cotton jacket appeared at the door of the classroom.

"Your teacher is busy today and can't come. This class will be changed to a self-study class."

After saying this, he turned around and left without caring about everyone's reactions.

It is called self-study, but in fact it just allows everyone to move freely.

Immediately, someone jumped up and started packing up his textbooks.

But before she could get up, footsteps were heard at the classroom door.

Everyone suddenly stopped what they were doing and opened their textbooks again.

Those who had already stuffed their textbooks into their schoolbags quickly took them out and opened them.

The next second, Ren Jinghua appeared at the classroom door, panting.

The excited crowd seemed to have a bucket of cold water poured over their heads.

Ren Jinghua looked at Shen Zhihuan in the front row.

When Shen Zhihuan met Ren Jinghua's gaze, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Shen Zhihuan, come with me." Ren Jinghua pushed his black-framed glasses that had moved due to running.

Shen Zhihuan sighed secretly and stood up reluctantly.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

If she had known, she would have run faster.

See the pile of documents in the office.

Shen Zhihuan felt that she could run even faster.

Seeing Shen Zhihuan's unhappy face, Ren Jinghua raised his eyebrows slightly, "Last semester..."

"A hero never talks about his past achievements. Why do you always bring up those trivial things?" Shen Zhihuan was really drunk.

Whenever I have something to do, I always mention asking for leave last semester.

He was not tired of talking, but she was tired of listening to him.

Ren Jinghua pushed his black-framed glasses and said, "Okay, if you don't want to talk about last season, then let's talk about this season..."

"I'll translate. Can't I translate it?" Shen Zhihuan compromised.

"Wouldn't it have been better if you had said so earlier!" Ren Jinghua comfortably picked up the enamel mug on the desk and took a sip of the tea at just the right temperature.

This caused Shen Zhihuan to roll his eyes secretly.

Shen Zhihuan's translation speed was really fast. By the time school was over in the afternoon, the pile of documents had been almost translated.

Nun Miejue, who came to comfort Shen Zhihuan with a bag of sugar-roasted chestnuts, looked at the documents translated by Shen Zhihuan and smiled so hard that her teeth were showing.

"Old Ren! What Zhihuan translated is much better than what you translated!" Nun Miejue couldn't help but sigh.

"You make it sound like you translated it very well." Ren Jinghua snorted.

"Ren Jinghua!" Master Miejue stomped her feet and glared at Ren Jinghua.

Shen Zhihuan was stunned by her coquettish look.

this……

How could he still look like a scowler on the podium? ! "I was wrong! I was wrong! I shouldn't have laughed at you..." Ren Jinghua also changed his cold and sharp tongue in the classroom and smiled carefully.

This contrast...

It's true, people from the same family stick together! She shouldn't be here, she should be under the table.

Shen Zhihuan withdrew his gaze and quickened his movements.

Even so, the ears still suffered from the "poisoning" of the two.

The two people next to them didn't realize it at all and started eating the sugar-roasted chestnuts as if no one was around.

When they were moved, they recalled the past.

Shen Zhihuan pricked up his ears.

Childhood sweethearts, innocent children...

Free love...

Two-way running...

Tsk tsk!

If Shen Zhihuan had the recorder in hand, he would really like to record the two old people's fond reminiscing about the past and play it for all the teachers and students in the school during the National Day performance next year.

When Su Ziyu came to pick up his young wife, what he saw was Ren Jinghua and Nun Miejue sitting together, talking and laughing, drinking tea and eating sugar-roasted chestnuts, while his young wife was lying pitifully on the desk, writing furiously.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, Shen Zhihuan looked up and met the man's smiling eyes.

"Commander Su, why are you back so early today?"