Lodging a Complaint

Liang Kui hurriedly said, "He ate it! Search his desk if you don't believe me. He hasn't finished it yet, so he must have thrown it in there."

The teacher bent down to inspect Su Yan's desk, but there were indeed no tomatoes inside.

Su Yan looked smug. Liang Kui refused to believe it and shoved the teacher aside to rummage through Su Yan's desk. He searched everywhere but found nothing. Finally, Liang Kui pointed at Su Yan's mouth for the teacher to see. "Teacher, look, there's still tomato stuck to his mouth! The red at the corner of his lips is proof! Get closer and smell him, he still smells like tomatoes."

"..." Su Yan reflexively licked the corner of his mouth. His moist, smooth lips carried a hint of allure as Liang Kui smugly looked at the teacher.

The teacher snorted unhappily. "Enough. Both of you stand through class. Stop causing trouble."

"Why me too..." Liang Kui wanted to argue, but when he remembered the phone, he fell silent.

Su Yan snorted disdainfully. He had lifted a rock only to smash his own foot. This guy was always doing childish, stupid things.

Liang Kui was so angry his nose seemed crooked. Why did he always feel so frustrated whenever he dealt with Su Yan? He had not gained a single advantage. The more he looked at Su Yan, the more unpleasant he found him.

Chapter 6: Lodging a Complaint

When school let out at noon, the students surged out, charging full speed to fill their stomachs. Morning self-study started too early, and most of them had eaten breakfast before seven. After enduring the whole morning until noon, they were starving.

Su Yan quickly took out his thermos. Drooling, he laid out the dishes. Today's meal included oil-dressed eggplant, cold shredded cucumber, braised fish chunks, and fish-fragrant shredded pork. He had specifically bought an extra-large thermos, and after finishing the meal, he felt immensely satisfied. Aunt Xu's cooking truly had nothing to criticize; it suited his tastes perfectly.

Rubbing his bloated, round belly, Su Yan let out a breath and leaned back in his chair to rest with his eyes closed. After resting for half an hour, his stomach felt much better. Su Yan took his phone and walked out of the classroom, leaning over the corridor railing as he made a call. "Hi, this is Rock. Brother Fei, have you eaten?"

His online friend, Sky's the Limit for Birds, laughed heartily. "I'm eating right now. Are you calling to ask about the Tibetan Mastiffs? Don't worry, Rock. I personally went to see the Tibetan Mastiff pups. My friend's breeding went very well. There were six in the litter, and they're all healthy. My friend originally paid a high price for a purebred Tibetan Mastiff from Tibet, and this time he also spent a fortune going all the way to Tibet to find a top-quality mate. There'll be plenty of pups for you to choose from. When are you free to come take a look? You can decide whether you like them after you see them."

Su Yan hurriedly said, "Sure, I'll come over on Saturday."

Since the school term began, Su Yan had taken leave many times, and his homeroom teacher was already unhappy about it. But Su Yan had no choice and could only ask for leave again. The homeroom teacher initially refused to approve it, but Su Yan said that his parents were divorced and that his father, his nominal guardian, was coming back to see him on Saturday. The teacher reluctantly approved it. Su Yan's grades were outstanding, and he did not want family matters to affect his studies. Children at this age were all sensitive. One wrong step, and they might fall into becoming bad students. High school required intense study, but he did not dare push Su Yan too hard. Children sometimes needed to relax, especially children from families like Su Yan's. Su Yan's usual silence had already caught his attention. He wondered when he should move Chen Yan's seat. Otherwise, if Su Yan gradually started taking after Chen Yan, that would be terrible. He had asked around about Chen Yan, and Chen Yan had been like that since childhood; changing him would be too difficult. But Su Yan was different. He had been lively and cheerful in middle school, and only became like this because his parents had divorced. With proper guidance, there was still hope for him. It was his first time serving as a homeroom teacher. Grades, discipline, mental well-being, parents—he had to worry about and care for every aspect of the students' lives. Being a homeroom teacher was stressful in every way.

On Saturday, Su Yan took the train to B City.

After arranging things with Xiaofei over the phone, Su Yan learned that Xiaofei would meet him at the train station, and they would go to the Tibetan Mastiff owner's home together.

Su Yan spotted Zhang Fei holding a sign at the train station at a glance and hurried over with a smile. "Hello, I'm Su Yan."

Zhang Fei froze, then burst into laughter and patted Su Yan on the shoulder. "You deserve a beating! I never expected Rock to be this handsome. Wow, how many girls must you drive crazy? Why call yourself Rock? That crappy name misled me. I thought you were some bespectacled wooden blockhead."

"Brother Fei, stop making fun of me. I came all this way, so shouldn't you treat me to a meal and let me try your local specialties?"

"No problem. You can even stay here and keep me company if you want."

"No, I only have one day off."

"Oh? College students are this busy?"

Su Yan smiled without answering. He had deliberately dressed more maturely, making himself look like a college student. It made things easier when he went out.

The Tibetan Mastiff owner's home was quite far from the city center, out in the suburbs. The owner was wealthy and kept a whole litter of Tibetan Mastiffs in a villa, caring more attentively for the dogs than for his wife and children.

Zhang Fei rented a van and took Su Yan straight to the suburbs. The Tibetan Mastiff owner, a man of around forty who had been waiting for them for some time, politely nodded at the two of them and said courteously, "Have you eaten lunch? If not, eat here."

"Uncle Wei, you're too polite. Let's look at the Tibetan Mastiffs first. We can talk about everything else afterward."

The Tibetan Mastiffs were resting in the shade beneath a large tree in the villa's backyard. The majestic, enormous mother Tibetan Mastiff immediately caught Su Yan's eye. Su Yan said excitedly, "That's fucking cool! She's so majestic! Iron-Wrapped Gold is my favorite type of Tibetan Mastiff."