Don't think of rebirth.

When he saw Fang Wanfu again in the political class, Gu Qinghuan felt that his expression was much more cheerful.

She knocked on Fang Wanfu's desk and said, "Let's settle the consulting fee."

Fang Wanfu took out a large box of chocolates from his schoolbag and raised his chin: "Is it enough?"

In order to give Gu Qinghuan the "consulting fee", he even contacted Jiang Chuchu.

Although he felt that the answer "send some delicious food" really underestimated him, he had always been able to irritate people rather than please them since he was a child.

After thinking it over, Fang Wanfu decided to just do as Jiang Chuchu said and not come up with any other sudden ideas.

"That's enough!" Gu Qinghuan picked up the chocolates and left, thinking happily that with such a big box, she could give a few to each classmate after returning to Class 3.

She opened the package and was about to pick a flavor to try when Fang Wanfu said, "My family doesn't stop me from painting anymore."

"It's good. You can change to a better notebook." Gu Qinghuan responded while picking a hazelnut one, peeling off the wrapping paper and throwing it into his mouth.

Fang Wanfu choked. Why didn't this person follow the routine? Shouldn't he say something to take credit for it? That way he could continue talking!

Gu Qinghuan refused to cooperate, so Fang Wanfu could only say stiffly: "A box of chocolates is enough? You are such a loser, you..."

He wanted to say, "You've helped me a lot and you deserve better," but before he could finish his words, his head was held down.

Zhan Zhanchen stared at him: "If you don't know how to speak, you can shut up."

Fang Wanfu felt deeply wronged and shut his mouth.

Gu Qinghuan waved at Zhan Zhanchen, peeled a piece of milk chocolate and fed it to Zhan Zhanchen's mouth.

"He's not mocking me, he's just trying to repay me." Gu Qinghuan rolled the wrapping paper into a ball. "Look, this box of chocolates is what he just gave me."

Zhan Zhanchen loosened his hand, holding the chocolate given by Fang Wanfu in his mouth, and his attitude could no longer be hardened.

But she couldn't help but say, "You really need to take some further studies in the art of language."

Fang Wanfu groaned: "I think I'm fine the way I am now."

"And then there were misunderstandings with your family for several years?" Gu Qinghuan's knife hit the target every time.

Fang Wanfu had the urge to vomit blood. The physical damage inflicted by Zhan Shichen just now was not as great as the psychological damage caused by Gu Qinghuan's words.

He wanted to explain himself, but found that what Gu Qinghuan said was true. The bell rang again, so he could only go to class first and look for Gu Qinghuan after class.

During class today, Fang Wanfu rarely played with his phone, drew, or slept.

He had made it clear with Tan Jinshu last night, so there was no need to paint secretly. After dinner, he sat in the room and painted for three or four hours.

When he was tired of painting, he went to bed. He went to bed earlier than usual. He woke up on time this morning and didn't feel sleepy at all.

Besides, he had drawn enough and there was no need to draw in school. Fang Wanfu didn't want to play with his phone, so he just listened to the class.

The political teacher couldn't help but look at him several more times: Did this kid take the wrong medicine today?

As soon as the bell rang, Fang Wanfu turned around and said, "I have resolved the misunderstanding with my family now!"

Gu Qinghuan thought for a few seconds before realizing that he was still continuing the conversation before class.

"So what do you want to do next?" Gu Qinghuan asked.

Not knowing what impact it would have if Fang Wanfu resolved the misunderstanding with his family, Gu Qinghuan felt that she had to understand Fang Wanfu's movements.

If these changes would further affect Zhan Shichen's fate, she would have to be vigilant.

Fang Wanfu scratched his head: "Just... painting? I can paint freely now!"

"Have you ever thought about becoming a fashion designer?" Gu Qinghuan was a little surprised.

Hearing her say this, Fang Wanfu suddenly felt embarrassed: "With my mediocre skills, how can I be a fashion designer?"

He spoke so modestly, not even as arrogant as usual.

However, his expression didn't say that - the words "eager to try" were almost written on his face.

Zhan Shichen could see through Gu Qinghuan: "Don't pretend, if you want to be one, go ahead. But your test scores probably aren't enough for you to pursue your dream, right?"

Fang Wanfu's face fell instantly. He really didn't get along with these two people! Why did they attack his weakest point?

He said, "It's none of your business," and turned back to do his own thing.

In the second political class, Fang Wanfu was quite serious, at least he was reading the book while comparing it with the teacher's lecture.

Gu Qinghuan suspected that he wanted to improve his grades. It was a good idea, but she didn't know whether it could be achieved.

But as a result, Fang Wanfu calmed down and seemed to be fine for the time being.

Gu Qinghuan originally thought that he could take a break, but at noon that day, new developments came from the other side.

Fan Ziran: Positioning

Fan Ziran: [Melon! ing!]

Qin Yue: [ing?]

Xie Xiangxue: [It should mean that it is in the present tense, and the melon is happening. ]

It has been more than a month since the start of school, and the students in Class 3 have not had any live entertainment yet. They are very bored.

It was lunch time again. Most people had just come out of the cafeteria. When they saw the message, they turned around and walked towards Fan Ziran's location.

The civets have rich experience in eating melons. They walk carefully and silently, relying entirely on the speed of their hands to communicate within the group.

Several people I met on the road spoke in low voices and even used body language to communicate.

Ming Xiaolan: [What happened? ]

Fan Ziran: [Yin Xisheng! Qiao Yan is here! ]

Yao Shali: [Audio and video recording.]

Fan Ziran: [I'm driving it, but it's a little far away, so the radio reception is not good.]

Fan Ziran: [But I saw Yin Xisheng wearing a brooch-style micro camera, so he should be recording as well.]

Lin Zhulu: [Xu Xinghe just borrowed it from me the day before yesterday, I didn’t expect it to be put to use so soon.]

Although everyone's equipment was provided by Jiang Chuchu, the styles were different - otherwise it would easily arouse suspicion if everyone in the class wore the same accessories.

Xu Xinghe saw that Yin Xisheng had been wearing his model for too long and wanted to change it, so he borrowed Lin Zhulu's.

When Gu Qinghuan arrived, she didn't know where the other wild animals were hiding. She saw a few of them gathered together from a distance. She looked around and decided to hide in the green belt.

When I got closer, I saw that there was already a badger in the green belt, squatting in the corner.

Seeing her, Ji Tianxiao moved to the side to give up the best observation position here: "Squad leader, come here quickly, it's over there!"

Gu Qinghuan squatted and moved over, looking in the direction Ji Tianxiao indicated.

The first person she saw was Yin Xisheng. Qiao Yan and two other people were standing opposite her, looking eager.

There was another person - Ruan Zheliu, who was protected by Yin Xisheng behind him and was visibly panicked.

Although Gu Qinghuan's position was hidden enough, it was indeed far away and he couldn't hear any sound. He could only judge what happened based on the movements and expressions of several people.

Gu Qinghuan: [What does Qiao Yan want to do? ]

Fan Ziran: [I don’t know. When I left the cafeteria, I happened to see Yin Xisheng and Ruan Zheliu walking in front. Qiao Yan led people to surround them and told them to go to a deserted place.]

Fan Ziran: [Although Qiao Yan and the others noticed me, I pretended to be a passerby who didn't want to get involved and ran away in a hurry.]

Song Yi: [I'm here! You can come over anytime! ]

Tao Shenxing: [Wait for me! ]

Yuan Wuwei: [Report, I was behind Tao Shenxing and saw him pick up a straight stick.]

Fan Ziran: [Look at the stick.]

Yao Shali: [? ]

Xie Xiangxue: [? ]

Lin Zhulu: [Don't worry about him, where is Xu Xinghe? ]

Ji Tianxiao: [I saw Lao Xu, and... He Xuerong? There's a girl next to her.]

Gu Qinghuan also saw them. They were He Xuerong and Ye Jing. Ji Tianxiao had never seen Ye Jing before, so he didn’t recognize them.

When Qiao Yan saw He Xuerong, he was a little surprised and nervous, but he quickly calmed down and just took two steps back to keep some distance.

Xu Xinghe stood in front of Yin Xisheng, while Ye Jing held Ruan Zheliu's arm tightly.

He Xuerong stood at the front and said in a cold tone: "What are you doing?"