A dozen or so minutes later.
Yang Yingzhen, the Guide for Xirang High School's first-year students, hurried to the Community Police Station in her pajamas, with dark circles under both eyes, to pick up two students who had gone out to rent a room in the middle of the night.
When she learned that the two had been reported for making too much noise at the hotel, which had brought them to the police's attention, Yang Yingzhen nearly fainted.
"You've already done this, so you must have done that too."
She was so angry that she spoke without thinking.
The two boys looked at each other.
Shen Ye shielded Nangong Sirui behind him, puffed out his chest, raised his head, and said gravely:
"Teacher, we're innocent."
Seeing his stance, Yang Yingzhen nearly fainted again.
Of course.
The whole thing really was a misunderstanding.
There were training records from the Martial Arts Training Ground, as well as surveillance footage from cameras along the way.
The whole sequence of events was soon cleared up.
The truth came out.
Only then did Yang Yingzhen breathe a sigh of relief and lead the two back to school.
But.
Let us say this.
There was one truth in the human world-
Gossip like this could never be kept quiet at school.
As the truth spread, it would soon turn into a sensational story meant only to attract attention.
The next morning.
Early morning.
The Grand Lecture Hall.
-All 136 new students filled the seats.
This felt less like a high school class and more like a university lecture.
The first lesson was Mr. Dong's history class.
The teacher had not entered the classroom yet.
The students had already seated themselves according to the nameplates on their desks and begun chatting, excitedly exchanging stories about what