When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 38 - 0: Encounter in the Office

Monday arrived as expected, and after the morning self-study, class representatives from each subject started collecting homework without a break.

Tang Xing had too much fun over the weekend and hadn’t completed the last few difficult math questions. Sitting next to her was the top student of the grade, which undoubtedly gave her the confidence and means to copy the answers quickly. She finished copying, leaned back comfortably in her chair, and exhaled, "This feels so good."

Several pairs of resentful eyes drifted over, filled with disdain and envy.

"Hey, Tang Xing, I need to run to the bathroom, I can’t hold it anymore. Can you help me submit this homework to the teacher’s office, thanks a lot!"

The chemistry class representative, clutching his stomach and looking pale, said it hastily and then dashed out of the classroom like a whirlwind, leaving Tang Xing, who was mid-yawn, without a chance to refuse.

She turned her head and asked incredulously, "Yaoyao, can I just pretend I didn’t hear that?"

That was the chemistry office, after all, the lair of her nemesis.

The damn class rep must have done it on purpose.

Jiang Shuyao looked at her deskmate, whose expression changed faster than flipping a page in a book, and chuckled lightly, "Chemistry is your weak spot. It would be beneficial for you to make more appearances in front of the teacher to improve your grade."

Ah, this... "Why?"

"To start liking a subject, first try to like the teacher of the subject, get on good terms with them, bridge the distance, and allow yourself to relax."

That sounded quite reasonable.

Tang Xing continued, "What if I really can’t come to like this teacher?"

Especially those who always keep a straight face, never smile, enter the classroom on time at the bell, and start discussing problems without any unnecessary chatter.

Jiang Shuyao was silent for a moment, then made a suggestion, "Then picture his face as your pop idol’s."

Pfft.

"Don’t be ridiculous, I don’t want to insult my idol."

Tang Xing quickly waved her hands, indicating she couldn’t accept that idea. Before she could recover, she heard Jiang Shuyao start to ramble, "Once your idol reaches the teacher’s age, takes off his makeup, sheds his glamorous clothes, leaves the stage, and grows tired of the hustle and bustle of the entertainment industry, all he’ll want to be is an ordinary person.

Didn’t everyone have their youth? I heard that the chemistry teacher even won a district-level pop singing competition in his day; don’t underestimate him."

Wow, really?

With this new perspective, Tang Xing started looking at the old chemist in a new light.

Convinced by the argument, she immediately made a request, "Yaoyao, why don’t you come with me? The homework is too heavy for me to carry by myself."

Jiang Shuyao nodded, having no objections.

The two girls laughed and chatted as they carried the homework towards the chemistry office.

Unfortunately, when they arrived, the chemistry teacher wasn’t at his desk. Tang Xing spread her hands in resignation, see, all for nothing, not even a chance to get closer.

After placing the homework down, just as she was about to turn and leave, Tang Xing sharply spotted a languid figure entering from the office’s back door.

She excitedly tapped her companion, "Yaoyao, look quick, there comes your childhood friend getting scolded again."

Jiang Shuyao followed her deskmate’s gaze, and indeed it was Pei Yan.

The youth usually liked to walk with his hands in his pockets, his pace neither fast nor slow, giving an air of taking a leisurely stroll even in such a solemn place.

However, Pei Yan seemed a bit off today, with noticeable injuries on his eyebrow and jaw, and his walking posture slightly hesitant, as if he was suppressing pain with every step.

Jiang Shuyao watched in a daze, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly.

How did the little rascal...

Noticing the girl’s gaze, a flicker of pleasure passed through his dark eyes, but it quickly vanished.

Damn! Why did he have to bump into her at this time?

Truly embarrassing.

The homeroom teacher of Class 12-2 was Teacher Qin, a 35-year-old who taught chemistry to several ordinary classes.

Pei Yan was a frequent visitor here. Teacher Qin looked up at him, surprised at first, then mockingly said, "Well, well, the gang leader has finally come back injured, quite rare."

Look at how he said that.

Jiang Shuyao silently looked towards the legendary Teacher Qin, suspecting he was taking pleasure in another’s misfortune.