Love Letters

Zhang Meili: I can even make the wrong choice on easy-to-scoring questions!

Hu Datu: He Miao? Studying? Is there something wrong with her brain or his ears?

Seeing this, Song Wenjing raised her eyebrows slightly, as if watching amusement, "Mo Bai, you..."

"I reject."

Xu Mobai's expression remained unchanged as he uttered three words in a neutral tone.

"I don't agree either!"

Hu Datu was more excited than anyone else present, "Student Xu Mobai can't give He Miao extra lessons."

He knew He Miao's grades. If they affected Xu Mobai's grades and lowered the class average...

Not to mention that Director Song disagreed, he was extremely opposed to it.

“I don’t understand what the teacher is saying.”

He Miao felt wronged but still persisted.

Hu Datu rolled his eyes at her and asked, "Who said that you can understand?"

He got angry when talking about He Miao and completely forgot that her biological mother was still here.

He was frightened when he saw Zhang Meili looking at him with murderous eyes.

Then he changed the subject and softened his tone, "He Miao has potential. If he asks a professional teacher to guide him, he will definitely be able to catch up."

"I didn't even know I had potential, how did you see that, teacher?"

He Miao saw that Hu Datu didn't dare to talk to her directly, just like she usually made up lies.

"If you hadn't skipped classes, and had spent half of the time you put into studying instead of sleeping and playing with paper airplanes in class, you wouldn't have been at the bottom of the class every time."

Hu Datu was so troubled by He Miao and her daughter that he almost forgot about his business.

"Skipping class? Sleeping in class?"

Zhang Meili accurately grasped the message in his words, "What do you mean she does?"

With this change of topic, the situation immediately developed in a direction that was unfavorable to He Miao.

After going around in circles, we still come back to this issue. He Miao suddenly became the weak party.

Hu Datu immediately started to speak after he got the right to speak. "He Miao slept in class and attacked the teacher with paper airplanes. He only got a dozen points in the physics test this time."

Seeing that Zhang Meili was getting angry, he paused and continued, "Even today when I was hit by the ball, it was because she skipped class and climbed over the wall to come back."

The principal standing by also took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire. He looked at He Miao and shook his head.

"Take the child back. We can't do anything."

He couldn't think of any good solution, so between the school's dignity and friendship, he chose to give up He Miao.

He Miao had nothing to say and was powerless to refute, but she still wanted to continue to live, "I..."

"What do you mean by 'I'? Don't say anything!"

Zhang Meili was still thinking about what Hu Datu had said, her body shaking with anger.

"Your family worked so hard to support your education, but you never learn well and just make trouble all day long."

As he said that, he picked up a broom and hit He Miao, "I'll teach you a lesson."

"You're still beating me at this age, don't I have any dignity?"

He Miao ran around, hid behind the sofa, hid next to Song Wenjing, and circled around the principal and Hu Datu... Finally, he simply hid next to Xu Mobai.

"You have ruined my reputation."

Zhang Meili felt a little disappointed with him and beat and scolded him at the same time.

"What kind of education do you want to study? How can our family afford to support you in studying? What subject have you passed? You are not cut out for it!"

"I won't dare to do that again. If I dare to sleep in class again, the teacher will whip me... whip me!"

“I don’t hit students.”

Hu Datu cut off her retreat.

"Then... let the student council supervise me."

He Miao pushed the person in front of him, but failed to move him away.

Xu Mobai's silent refusal destroyed her last chance.

"Come out!"

Zhang Meili was so angry that her face turned red. "Come home with me and sell tofu."

As he said that, he grabbed He Miao and dragged him out of the office.

He Miao staggered, but he held on to the seat tightly and said, "I won't leave. Let me study. I want to study. I love to learn."

She burst into tears and said, "I will save money and study hard in the future, not eat meat and not ask for pocket money!"

The two of them sang in unison and put on a wonderful show, causing chaos in the entire office.

“Let your children go to school. No matter how poor you are, you must not neglect your children. No matter how hard it is, you must not neglect their education.”

Some teachers who were already sentimental couldn't stand it anymore and started to stand on He Miao's side.

“Are there still children who cannot afford to go to school?”

Song Wenjing only mentioned it lightly, but the principal's heart immediately rose to his throat.

Song Wenjing donated a library to the school, and came here today to discuss the donation of a teaching building.

He didn't expect it to be so ugly...

"The children still have to go to school, but if they make a mistake they have to accept the punishment."

He had no choice but to relent.

Zhang Meili got anxious when she heard this, "We don't have any money."

Principal: “It’s not about the money.”

"If I get expelled or given a warning, I might as well not study at all!"

Zhang Meili wanted to pull He Miao again, "We in the He family can't afford to lose this person."

"Hey! He Miao's mother."

The principal quickly stopped the man and said, "You still need to write...write a self-criticism."

"How can just writing a self-review be enough? Let her do the class cleaning as well."

Fearing that the principal would go back on his word, Zhang Meili pushed He Miao out and said, "Hurry up and write your self-criticism, and also about hygiene."

The campus on Friday was much quieter than usual, with only the summer cicadas still screaming desperately.

"Look how interesting your classmates are. You have to act like a young person sometimes."

Song Wenjing looked at her son, who was a head taller than her and had become a mature little adult.

Although he had never caused her any worries since he was a child, she always felt that he was missing something.

Seeing that his features and eyebrows were becoming more and more similar to Xu Zhancheng's, Song Wenjing felt a little worried and hoped that he would not live like his father.

"That girl is quite cute. She seems to be hard-working yet down-to-earth."

Recalling He Miao's previous appearance, she couldn't help but chuckle, "But, does she hate you? Or do you hate her?"

"Ah."

Xu Mobai responded lightly, but it was unclear who he was answering.

He looked indifferently at a distance not far away, his eyes deep and distant, and it was unknown what he was thinking about.

Song Wenjing saw that his calm face finally showed some signs of change, so she asked him tentatively, "Mo Bai, about going abroad with mom..."

"mom!"

He restrained his smile and spoke seriously, "I have my own plans."

"Can......"

She didn't say the rest. No one could change what Xu Mobai had decided.

He grew up terribly, without any transition or rebellious period. Overnight, he became calm and withdrawn.

.......

In the evening in the classroom, the afterglow of the sun shines through the glass onto the windowsill, and the sunset glow is very bright.

It was almost six o'clock when He Miao finished cleaning and writing his self-review. The heat faded and a cool breeze came.

Her ponytail was loose, her clothes were soaked with sweat, and her face was a little red.

Chen Feifei called her and discussed with her what to do on the weekend.

As they were talking, they somehow ended up talking about Xu Mobai.

"Xu Mobai from our class..."

Chen Feifei introduced him, and He Miao automatically filtered through the 800-word long paragraph of metaphors and parallelisms like a swallow, and the only thing that popped into his mind was "Oh, handsome guy!"

"you......."

"I have no impression of him."

After she went to work, he transferred to another school and not even a few rumors were heard about him.

“But it feels pretty annoying.”

"Isn't it handsome?"

Liu Feifei on the other end of the phone was a little shocked, "If I didn't have an idol, I would be his fan."

"Ah!"

He Miao sneered and kicked a stone, which hit the iron railing with a loud noise.

"A shady guy who has a good face but a bad personality. I hate pretending to be cool the most..."

He Miao didn't finish the rest of her words because the person with the bad character she was talking about was right in front of her, within five meters.