Chen Zhenzhen felt like she was dying.
Desperate to deflate Zhang Zhaomu's arrogance, she overlooked the importance of distance. Although she successfully grabbed the other woman's hair, she felt no sense of triumph whatsoever.
"I... I bumped into it!"
Her cheeks flushed crimson in an instant, but her body was so stiff she couldn't move. Through her clothes, she could almost feel Zhang Zhaomu's heartbeat.
What should we do now?
She felt her brain was a little oxygen-deprived, making it difficult to think.
"Pretend you didn't notice, and keep pulling his hair?"
There's no way I could have missed it! It's all squashed and deformed!
"Be more carefree, or pretend you don't care?"
That's right, they're just two lumps of meat, what's the big deal!
Chen Zhenzhen slowly Zhang Zhaomu's hair, took a step back, and coughed lightly. "It was just an accident, don't worry about it."
Hold!
What the hell am I saying?!
Isn't that a bit too carefree?
Chen Zhenzhen immediately dug her toes into the ground, and even considered running away.
Zhang Zhaomu: "..."
Don't care? How could I not care!
Although Zhang Zhaomu has a wealth of theoretical knowledge, this is something he's never done before.
While secretly pleased, I was also so embarrassed that my scalp tingled, and I didn't even know how to react.
Fortunately, Chen Zhenzhen seemed quite carefree. Well, after all, she has a tomboyish personality... which made my own wavering thoughts seem a bit sordid.
So Zhang Zhaomu tried his best to appear calm. "Of course I don't mind. We're all brothers, what's the big deal?"
"That's right, that's right." Chen Zhenzhen nodded repeatedly, "We're all brothers, there's absolutely no need to take it to heart."
"Absolutely, absolutely." Zhang Zhaomu emphasized, "Even if it happened again, I wouldn't be moved at all."
Chen Zhenzhen: "?"
You wish!
"Uh... Shouldn't we be heading out by now?" Zhang Zhaomu quickly changed the subject. "I'll treat you to instant noodles later."
Chen Zhenzhen glared at him.
You think you can get away with just a bowl of instant noodles?
She said indignantly, "I want instant noodles with pickled pepper beef flavor, plus a sausage, Shuanghui brand, and also, a large bottle of iced black tea."
I had a blast playing all night.
The next morning, the two walked out of the internet cafe and shivered simultaneously.
"I feel completely drained." Chen Zhenzhen said weakly, her face pale. "I'm never staying up all night again."
"You have the nerve to say that? Didn't you secretly fall asleep in the middle of the night?" Zhang Zhaomu complained. "I didn't sleep a single minute!"
"Your Class 9 students can sleep all they want in class, but it's different in our class..." Chen Zhenzhen sighed, "If I dare to close my eyes, the teacher will make me stand at the back."
"I already got a warning from the teacher yesterday for sleeping in class." Zhang Zhaomu sighed, "Oh well, it's just being sleepy, I have plenty of experience with that."
"Using that trick again?" Chen Zhenzhen looked horrified. "How about we just have coffee instead?"
"I'm immune to caffeine, and coffee is so expensive anyway." Zhang Zhaomu walked over to a braised food shop near the internet cafe and called out, "Boss, two pieces of spicy konjac, extra spicy, please!"
This is a little secret Zhang Zhaomu came up with to combat drowsiness in class. The konjac at this braised food shop uses industrial chili peppers. Just one small bite will give you a long-lasting spiciness that will instantly energize you and banish all sleepiness.
The downside is that eating too much can cause stomach upset, which is essentially a self-destructive act.
"I think I can actually handle it; I don't need to resort to this kind of torture," Chen Zhenzhen said weakly.
"We're all buddies, no need to be so polite." Zhang Zhaomu waved his hand dismissively. "Don't worry, it's on me... By the way, do you want to get one for your deskmate too?"
Chen Zhenzhen: "... Good idea."
I can't be the only one who gets hurt; I have to let Qianqian experience what it means to be irresistibly spicy.
As for Zhang Zhaomu, he even considered whether to give it to Duan Chan'er, but then decided against it.
It wasn't that he was soft-hearted, but mainly because Duan Chan'er was in charge of his lunches for the week, and he didn't want her to retaliate by putting chili peppers in the main dish.
There was no chance to catch up on sleep during morning self-study, so Zhang Zhaomu had to busy herself preparing for the Teacher's Day themed class meeting. When the meeting officially started, Zhang Zhaomu was surprised to find that several of the subject teachers had come. Perhaps they thought that the class meeting of Class 9, a liberal arts class with an arts specialty, would be more interesting than that of other classes?
The class meeting proceeded smoothly without any unexpected events. Of course, it was unlikely that the teacher would be moved to tears—don't be silly, we've only known each other for a short time, and we haven't even gotten to know everyone yet.
It's just a formality arranged by the school to create a certain atmosphere.
In this respect, Class 9 did quite well. The program was of a high standard and the atmosphere was lively. In particular, the handmade greeting cards given to the teachers were much more Refined than ordinary greeting cards because of the presence of art students.
Even Chen Yongchao was quite fond of it, and seemed to be planning to go back to his office and show it off to the teachers of other classes.
So much so that the look in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Zhaomu became much more gratified.
The class monitor I chose is quite good at organizing things, and he has a high reputation in the class, so everyone is willing to cooperate with him.
Unfortunately, his grades were too poor, and his attitude towards learning was also very improper.
However, Chen Yongchao then thought, if that person were truly a good student, they wouldn't have been assigned to Class 9, and he wouldn't be their homeroom teacher...
Forget it, I can't force it. It's already good enough that he can help me manage this troublesome mess of Class 9 and that I can spend less time dealing with these flamboyant students with special talents.
As for the rest, let nature take its course.
From a certain perspective, Chen Yongchao is indeed a lazy bum.
However, he believes that it is precisely because of this style that he has been able to maintain his position as the head teacher of the special talent classes for every year... Don't think that this job is bad; in fact, every graduation season, Chen Yongchao's performance is basically among the top.
They were only slightly worse than the top-performing students in the arts and sciences classes.
After all, the undergraduate admission rate for students with special talents is frighteningly high, and students often get into top art schools such as the Tsinghua University Academy of Arts and Design and the Central Conservatory of Music, which are worthy of having banners displayed at the school.
After the class meeting ended, Zhang Zhaomu hurriedly went back to feed Barbecue and September, and then rushed back to the classroom before the third period, already so sleepy that her eyes were glazed over.
I could only take out the extremely spicy konjac and take a small bite; an intense pain instantly shot from the tip of my tongue throughout my mouth.
I almost had a stress reaction from the spiciness, and was panting and hissing wildly.
Is it this spicy?
My deskmate, Xiang Qing, handed me a water cup with a lid. "Here's some water."
"Thank you!" Zhang Zhaomu didn't stand on ceremony and drank almost half a cup in one gulp. Only then did she notice that this might be someone else's personal cup, and quickly said, "I'll wash it and refill it for you later."
"Okay." Xiang Qing didn't seem to mind, but was just curious. "That..."
I want to try it.