A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Shu Ange looked at Xie Lingxuan quietly, not knowing why his mood changed so fast, obviously when he was in the hospital, he seemed to be in a good mood.

Thinking of his aggressive kiss, Shu Ange pressed her lips with her fingers, rubbed it lightly and fell into contemplation.

Why did Xie Lingxuan kiss her? What kind of existence does she really mean to him?

"you--"

"you--"

The two spoke at the same time, Shu Ange raised his eyebrows and crossed his fingers, looking at Xie Lingxuan with a smile: "You talk first."

"You speak first."

"Uh, I just wanted to ask, you don't seem very happy, is it because of me?"

Shu Ange blinked and asked Xie Lingxuan, his watery eyes showed innocence and purity, as if his troubles were all mediocre.

The more she was like this, the more Xie Lingxuan felt that she was being teased, why did she kiss him, why didn't she refuse when he kissed her forcibly,

Thinking about it in his heart, Xie Lingxuan couldn't help but ask: "Why didn't you refuse just now?"

"No refusal?" Shu Ange pretended to be stupid, trying to find out what kind of feelings Xie Lingxuan had for her.

He took a deep look at her, turned his face aside, and whispered, "Idiot."

"You are an idiot. Then again, what you said in front of Zhang Ruize today surprised me. I know you are a very kind person, but I didn't expect you to be patient and educate others."

"I do not."

Xie Lingxuan's straightforward answer made Shu Ange laugh out loud: "Isn't it bad to do good deeds, why do you always refuse praise from others?"

"Because it's not commendable, I don't think it's a good thing. As said before, I'm just investing."

"Okay, okay, it's an investment."

Shu Ange no longer bothered about this topic, but her eyes clearly wrote: "You are kind, you are kind", which made Xie Lingxuan feel a little tight in her chest.

Helping Zhang Ruizhe to solve the problem of her mother's medical bills Block your mouths.

These few days, as long as there is time, Shu Ange is in the office, helping students with homework, and she works overtime as long as there are students after work.

The night before the monthly exam, Zhang Ruize came to school. He still looked a little haggard, but he was in good spirits.

Zhang Ruize went to the office to express his thanks to Shu Ange, and at the same time shyly said that his mother was recovering well after waking up. She strongly urged him to go back to school and not to delay classes and exams. At the same time, her mother also asked him to bring an IOU to Shu Ange and Xie Lingxuan.

In order to reassure Zhang Ruize and Zhang's mother, Shu Ange accepted the IOU and told him to study hard. If the hospital needs care, he can ask her for leave at any time.

The previous teacher also cared about Zhang Ruize's family situation, visited him at home and offered condolences to him, and proposed to mobilize his classmates to donate money to him, but Zhang Ruize refused.

Zhang Ruize was very grateful for Shu Ange's help that took care of his self-esteem.

Just when Zhang Ruize grabbed the door handle and was about to leave the office, he suddenly turned around, looked at Shu Ange with a serious expression, and bowed to her again.

After bowing, Zhang Ruize raised his head, took a few steps forward, and said in a choked voice: "Thank you, Mr. Shu, I... I used to reject the teacher's proposal for donations, and my classmates mocked me behind my back, saying that I was doing it for my own sake. I don't care about my mother's life or death."

"The teacher knows that you are not such a person, so don't take it to heart."

"No, teacher... In fact, I really thought about it, but there is another reason. My mother doesn't want to accept charity from others. She has always taught me to work hard as a person and not to accept others' relief with happiness. She I hope I can be a self-respecting and self-loving person, so I choose to work part-time to earn money."

"You are doing very well, Ruize. At your age, few people can do as well as you."

Zhang Ruize was very pleased with Shu Ange's understanding and support. He clenched his fists and tried to squeeze out a stiff smile: "Thank you, Mr. Shu, I will try my best!"

"Come on, fightg! Keep working hard in the monthly exam tomorrow, I believe you can get good grades."

"I will do my best, teacher, we will all do my best!"

The monthly exam ended in a tense atmosphere, and the students who finished the exam were a little restless, especially the children in the third year of high school, who sang ghostly and screamed, as if they were not going to the exam but fighting a battle.

After the exam, the students finished tidying up the exam room, and Shu Ange entered the classroom with a notebook.

At this time, it is the best time to observe the students' status. Some people are downcast, some are ecstatic, and some are wandering. From their expressions, you can roughly guess their exam results.

According to Shu Ange's comprehensive assessment, the students in the class laughed the most, followed by those who were uneasy, and there were very few people who were completely downcast.

There was a lot of noise in the classroom, and someone was answering. Xie Lingxuan was sleeping on the desk, only showing half of his handsome face.

Shu Ange tapped the pointer on the table, and said in a loud voice, "Students, please be quiet. First of all, I wish you good grades in the monthly exam, and secondly, the teacher announced that our campus cultural week theme class will be officially held. Start."

The noisy classroom instantly quieted down, everyone sat up straight, and looked at Shu Ange in unison.

"First of all, let's have a ten-minute group discussion. Everyone is in a group of five and divided into eight groups. Write your suggestions on the theme of this cultural week on paper. After ten minutes, give it to the teacher, and we will vote together. Choose the best theme."

Just after Shu Ange finished speaking, some students raised their hands: "Teacher, how many topics can each group formulate?"

"In order to brainstorm ideas, each group can discuss one to three topics. I hope all students can open their minds and use their ingenuity."

"Okay!"

More than 30 people said "OK" in unison, and the ceiling was about to be overturned.

When the various groups gathered together for a heated discussion, Shu Ange walked off the podium, walked to Xie Lingxuan, and tapped his desk with his fingers.

Xie Lingxuan slept soundly, as if the noise in the classroom did not exist.

Shu Ange bent down, and under the surprised eyes of other students, pinched Xie Lingxuan's earlobe, kept increasing the strength in his hands, and whispered, "Xie Lingxuan, Xie Lingxuan, wake up."

Some students covered their mouths with their hands, and their eyes were about to pop out. They also stretched out their hands and pulled the corner of the clothes at the same table, motioning him to watch the interaction between the head teacher and Xie Lingxuan.

Xie Lingxuan frowned and grabbed the hand that was making trouble on his ear.

(Meow, love you, my little cutie~)