That afternoon, the school bell rang as scheduled.
Ruby quickly tidied up her books, and out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly noticed that Fagga and Ellen were still sitting in their original seats without moving an inch.
Especially Ellen, who was lying on the table with a lollipop in her mouth, her eyes drooping, looking utterly hopeless.
Ruby couldn't help but wonder, "Eileen, Fagga, aren't you going to pack your bags and go home?"
"We can't go back!"
Eileen sighed and turned her head to the side, then crunched the candy in her mouth to pieces as she thought about that incident.
What happened?
Ruby was even more puzzled by Ellen's answer and tilted her head slightly.
"What else could it be? It's obvious they're going to have to retake the exam, and our unpredictable homeroom teacher is forcing them to raise the average score!"
The class monitor, carrying a schoolbag, walked over, hooked his arm around Fagga's shoulder, and urged, "Tomorrow's the weekend, let's go speeding on the outer ring road, wanna come?"
Fagga gave him a strange look and said quietly, "You're still a student, isn't it a bit inappropriate to be racing cars?"
"Besides, I've heard that the outer ring is very backward and dangerous. Countless robberies, an ever-present void, and endless gang wars... What, you want to contribute to the patients in New Ellito who desperately need fresh organs?"
"Hey!"
The squad leader pulled up a chair and sat down, folding his arms behind his head as he reminisced: "I used to think so too, but ever since I hit Yi Hai with my car last time, I've come to like this feeling. The feeling of my heart pounding in my throat is just so exhilarating!"
"Besides, how could I not know that the outer ring road is dangerous?"
The class monitor pulled Faga by the neck, glanced around and found that only Ruby and Ellen were left in the class. There seemed to be no need to hide it anymore, so he let go of Faga and said indifferently:
"I've paid my respects to the local bigwigs. They're called something like 'The Triumphs'... Sigh, it's all the same. My family runs a clothing business, and these are in-demand items in the outer ring."
"So after we discussed business, they were willing to protect me in public!"
After saying that, the class monitor's eyes lit up, and he excitedly put his arm around Fagga's shoulder, saying, "Hey, come with me! Come on, come on!"
Thump!
Suddenly, the class monitor felt a heavy blow to the back of his head, almost biting his tongue. Regaining his senses, he whirled around and yelled, "Which bastard... Hello, teacher!"
The class monitor had just turned his head when he suddenly noticed that the homeroom teacher was standing behind him, holding two sets of test papers in his hand, his young face now terrifyingly gloomy.
She stared intently at the class monitor for a long while, then said softly:
"I just heard that my student wants to race cars on the outer ring road, and I'm in a bad mood."
"Um... um..."
The squad leader's eyes darted around; before they even started racing, his heart was already pounding in his throat.
But he didn't feel any pleasure at all; he only felt his body tense and his brain working at high speed.
Suddenly, the class monitor had a bright idea. He stood up with a grin and backed away towards the classroom door as he walked: "Hehe, teacher, you've misunderstood. 'Speeding' is slang in our clothing industry. It means 'trucks of clothes being hauled away at high speed,' which means business is booming."
“Teacher, look, this is the barrier to entry in the industry. It’s all thanks to your excellent teaching. You need to practice more to gain experience. I often help out with the family business... Well, you’re busy, I’ll be going now.”
Seeing that the more he talked, the darker the homeroom teacher's face became, the class monitor knew he couldn't get away with it, so he quickly said goodbye and ran away.
However, he was like a panicked young driver who, facing the pressure of his teacher's status, made a mistake in his starting speed.
Before I could even run a few steps, my homeroom teacher grabbed my backpack, pulled me back, and dragged me out of the classroom by the ear.
"You're pretty capable, aren't you? You can speak slang now, huh... Fagga, Ellen, come get your papers yourselves. I'll deal with this kid first. Ruby, you should go home early too, don't stay at school... Come with me, trying to run away? We'll have a good chat with your mother about the slang of the clothing business!"
"That teacher... made a mistake, be gentle!"
Thump!
The back door of the classroom was slammed shut.
A future legendary driver will probably need to learn how to write a thousand-word self-criticism before he can touch the steering wheel again.
"Looks like the squad leader won't be able to go on a speeding trip!"
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