Rebirth: My Mother is a Virgin Mary

There were no proper classes in the first few days of school and people couldn’t sit all the way.

The start of school for new students is a top priority. Not only are the teachers busy, but the students are busy too.

Although the official registration of new students is tomorrow, the school has made preparations in advance. Many new students have already arrived, and the buses to the high-speed rail station, railway station and passenger station to pick up new students have run several times.

Needless to say, after receiving the new books on Sunday afternoon, all the class committee members were called to a meeting. Shu Yu was called away without even having breakfast. All the student union members in the class participated in the work of welcoming the new students.

In the first class of my junior year, less than half of the students were in the classroom. The teacher didn’t seem to be in the mood to teach, so he showed us a movie and chatted with us when he had nothing to do.

"Cheng Lin, are you the only one left in your dormitory?" Jingya sat behind me and leaned over to whisper to me.

"Yes, Shu Yu is a class committee member, Xiao Ya is from the student union, and Xiao Wen went to join in the fun. Xia Rui doesn't live in the dormitory now, and I don't know why she didn't come today. I guess she went to the school gate." I explained in a low voice.

"Then let's have lunch together!" Jingya said.

"Okay," I looked over to her side, "Why are you sitting here by yourself instead of with your dorm?"

"Then I'm afraid you'd be lonely since you're here alone~" Jingya smiled.

I nodded to the three people from Jingya Dormitory who were sitting over there as a greeting, "What's wrong with Xiaowan? You look unhappy?"

"Oh, I had a fight with my boyfriend. I've been feeling bad all morning. That guy is such a jerk. He came to complain to Xiaowan so early in the morning. He insisted on buying some limited edition sneakers and asked Xiaowan for money. Xiaowan only has so much living expenses a month, but she spent it all on that guy! If Xiaowan didn't give him the money, he said she didn't love him. Xiaowan felt so bad~" Jingya was a little angry. "Seeing her like this, I'm really angry at her for not fighting back and feel sorry for her misfortune. She knows it's not good, but she just can't control herself!"

"Did she give it to her?" I stared at Liang Xiaowan, but her face was full of sadness and she looked listless.

"What can she do if she doesn't give it to him? If he doesn't give it to her, she will break up with him. Will she agree to that? In my opinion, if they break up, then they break up. Can't she find someone better than that guy?!" Jingya clenched her fists and said indignantly.

"Does she have any living expenses?" I continued to ask.

"I think so... I don't know. She won't tell me when I ask her. Her mind is full of her boyfriend. Sometimes I don't know how to help her!" Jing Ya sighed, "For a man who is not worthy, she has tortured herself into this state. What do you think Xiao Wan will do if she really marries that man in the future?"

They won’t get married. It was impossible in the last life, and even more impossible in this life! I thought to myself.

"Lin, I feel that you care about Xiaowan very much. You keep asking about her. You did the same when I went to your dormitory last time. Why don't you ask me?" Jingya poked my face.

"You look so full of energy, so I know it's not bad!" I also poked back, "But look at Xiaowan, she doesn't look like someone in love, she looks like she's been sucked of her blood by a demon."

"Oh my! What you said is so good! The description is so accurate! It is exactly like this!" Jingya clapped her hands excitedly, attracting a lot of attention. The teacher saw it and walked towards us.

Jing Ya covered her face and said in a cowardly tone, "It's over, it's over... I forgot I was still in class... The teacher is not going to scold me to death... Are we going to settle all the old and new grudges together?"

"What topic are you both so compatible about? Is it better than The Shawshank Redemption?" Professor Fu's voice was full of authority, which frightened Jingya, who was already feeling guilty.

"Teacher, I was wrong... I won't dare to do it again..." Jingya quickly stood up and apologized.

"Sit down, sit down!" Professor Fu waved his hand. "We're just watching a movie, so there's nothing wrong with chatting. You're trembling like that. Am I that scary?"

I tried hard to control my emotions and not to laugh.

You are not scary, but Jingya is afraid of you~

After all, she flipped over your table... although... she flipped the wrong table...

Yes, there was a small incident when Jingya overturned the teacher's desk because she failed the exam. She overturned it twice. The first time she overturned was Professor Fu's desk, and the books, test papers, and pen holders were scattered all over the floor. After another young teacher reminded her, she realized that this was Professor Fu's desk, not the teacher who failed her exam...

From then on, whenever Jingya attended Professor Fu's class, she would lower her head to the ground, and if she met Professor Fu at school, she would try to avoid him.

"This student seems to be afraid of me?" Although Professor Fu is over 40 years old, he has an upright figure, neat short hair that is black, thick and shiny, and he has no awareness of "studying the law will make people bald". With his clear Mandarin pronunciation and deep and loud voice, and his natural majesty, Jing Ya, who is usually very bold, is so scared that she is about to cry.

“Teacher… I… I… won’t dare to do it again… I promise not to say another word…” Jingya stood up hurriedly again, bowing and apologizing repeatedly.

Her behavior caused other students to laugh. Professor Fu also laughed: "I think I get along well with my classmates and I'm not arrogant. Has this student ever offended me? Why is he so afraid of me?"

"Teacher, she overturned your desk!" A classmate took over and answered Professor Fu.

"Oh! It's you!" Professor Fu suddenly realized something. "I heard other teachers talk about the way you flipped my desk, but it doesn't match your current state!" He laughed. "So you feel guilty now, and are afraid that I will blame you?"

Jingya nodded a little ashamedly.

"It's no big deal! It's not your fault in the first place. If I were you, I would also overturn Lao Hong's desk! I won't bother with you about this!" Professor Fu waved his hand, "Don't take it to heart. At most, I can ask you more questions in my class in the future. Hahahahahaha... What's your name?"

In just a few seconds, Jingya's heart was in ups and downs. She wanted to cry but had no tears. How many more questions should she ask? ? ?

Professor Fu looked at me again and said, "Cheng Lin, you didn't follow me to the school gate?"

I also stood up quickly, somewhat surprised that Professor Fu knew my name. He never liked to remember students' names, and he often called Yang Liang's name wrong. I had the impression that apart from attending classes, there was not much interaction between me and Professor Fu?

"Well, no, I'm not a class committee member nor a member of the student union. They won't need me even if I go there. It's not as comfortable as watching a movie here." I answered seriously.

"You don't have to go. It's tiring and hot. Are you free these two days? If you are, please help me." Professor Fu said.

"You are still busy...do you need my help?" I said subconsciously.

Professor Fu laughed twice. "It's like this. I want you to write an invitation for me. My grandson is going to have a full moon banquet. I know you have good handwriting, so I wanted to find you a few days ago. The school hasn't officially started yet, and I don't have your contact information. I was still thinking about it during class today."

"You already have grandchildren!?" Jing Ya saw that Professor really didn't blame her and didn't even remember her, so she returned to her normal state.

Her question expressed what everyone was thinking, and all the students were shocked to hear the news.

"You're fifty years old, shouldn't you have grandchildren?" When talking about this topic, Professor Fu seemed to open up and even took out his mobile phone to show us the full-month photo of his grandson.

"Do you still have the soft brush you used to write the promotional poster last time?" Professor Fu asked me while the students were looking at the photos. I nodded, "Just use that! I'll give you the invitations and the list in a while. Just finish it before the day after tomorrow."

I nodded. How could I refuse the teacher's request?