SW - 46

Originally, everyone had been drifting off to sleep under the gentle voice of the physics teacher. But with this sudden spectacle, how could anyone still feel drowsy?

Some watched the commotion with interest, while others rolled their eyes.

Lu Ye banged on the table, egging them on.

Tang Ming gawked in disbelief: “He really isn’t afraid of the teacher seeing?”

The physics teacher was right there in the back—just a turn of her head and she’d see everything clearly. Yet he dared to do this in front of so many people.

“Are either of them the type to fear teachers?” Lu Ye tilted his head and said.

Lu Chi’s grades alone guaranteed that unless he made a mistake, teachers would simply turn a blind eye. Tang Yin was no different, except she also had the added privilege of being the principal’s daughter.

Teachers always favored good students.

Lu Chi had already begun writing his answers on the blank test paper, stroke by stroke, smooth and natural.

There was no sign that he was coming up with the answers on the spot.

At the very least, none of them could think of their answers this quickly or recall the numbers so clearly without calculating.

The classmates watching below were once again astounded.

The physics teacher remarked, “What’s all this commotion? Hurry up and look at your papers. This time, not a single person in the class managed to complete the last question entirely—except for Lu Chi.”

A collective sigh echoed through the classroom.

Look at Lu Chi, still flirting on stage, acing physics yet again, while they were down here getting scolded by the teacher.

How could the gap between people be so vast?

Although Tang Yin woke up slowly, her hand movements were quick. In the blink of an eye, she neatly copied the answer in just a few strokes.

It had to be said, Lu Chi’s solution was excellent. As she copied it down, she understood the problem completely, even recalling the earlier steps.

After finishing, Tang Yin yawned again.

Lu Chi happened to finish at the same time. He turned his head and looked at her. Though he didn’t smile, there was a hint of amusement in his eyes, clearly indicating his good mood.

Tang Yin was now fully awake.

The two stepped down from the podium one after the other. As they walked down the aisle, Tang Yin reached out to tickle his back.

Lu Chi casually grabbed her hand behind him and pinched it firmly.

The classmates on either side of the aisle couldn’t help but mutter, “Tsk.”

What a shameless pair.

In broad daylight, they fed everyone dog food. If showing off on the podium wasn’t enough, they even held hands over such a short distance.

They really deserved to have torches thrown at them.

Lu Ye stretched his neck and clicked his tongue repeatedly.

Lu Chi let go and returned to his seat.

Tang Yin, feeling annoyed, kicked the leg of his chair, “Damn busybody.”

The physics teacher had returned to the podium, and her voice once again drew everyone’s attention back to the test papers—or sent them back into a drowsy haze.

Lu Chi returned her test paper.

Tang Yin simply pinched it and placed it on the desk.

Seeing that she hadn’t moved, Lu Chi leaned over to help her unfold it, flipping to the last major question.

Then Tang Yin noticed a line written on the edge: Are you in a bad mood?

Tang Yin turned her head, glaring at him, dissatisfied, “Who gave you permission to be so flirtatious?”

Lu Chi: “….”

The physics teacher continued explaining the problem above: “…Why can’t you all learn from Tang Yin and Lu Chi? Their solutions are excellent. The fact that their approaches are similar shows that more than one person could have thought of it. If you really tried, you could have figured it out too.”

The students below muttered inwardly. It was obvious—they were using Lu Chi’s test paper. How could they possibly write a different answer?

Tang Yin rested her chin on her hand. She was only annoyed because someone had set their sights on her man.

But tonight, Lu Chi seemed especially attentive toward her, which made her happy. Smiling contentedly, she basked in the occasional glances from the class.

After the physics evening study session ended, the window at the back door of Class Zero was knocked on again.

A nearby classmate shouted directly, “Lu Chi, someone’s looking for you.”

Tang Yin, who had been snatching Lu Chi’s things, heard this and turned around to see the girl from tonight return.

She looked at Lu Chi and threatened, “You dare go out?”

Lu Chi replied, “Maybe there’s… something.”

With that, he stood up and began walking toward the door.

“Shit.” Tang Yin rarely cursed.

She got up and followed him out of the classroom.

The corridor wasn’t lit; the light came from the classrooms, creating patches of brightness and darkness.

When Lu Chi emerged, the girl’s eyes lit up, her cheeks flushing slightly. Her voice, shy, said, “Lu Chi, I’m…”

Tang Yin interrupted, “Go on.”

The interruption immediately soured the girl’s expression. Ignoring her, she continued introducing herself.

But Tang Yin suddenly leaned in and said, “Lu Chi, look to your right.”

Her words were abrupt, and though Lu Chi didn’t understand her meaning, he obediently turned his head.

In that instant, Tang Yin suddenly tiptoed and leaned in, lightly planting a kiss on his cheek.

Then, as if nothing had happened, she returned to her position.

The girl’s eyes widened, still unable to process the sudden change. According to the information she had gathered, Lu Chi was supposed to be quite shy. So if she took the initiative, she believed progress was inevitable.

Who would have thought she’d run into this?

This Tang Yin truly irritated her.

“Knowing you won’t do any good, little sister. Go back and focus on studying,” Tang Yin said, nudging her head toward Lu Chi. “Right?”

Lu Chi didn’t speak but gave a barely perceptible nod.

The girl saw it clearly and stomped her foot angrily, spitting toward Tang Yin, “What’s it to you?”

“Heh.” Tang Yin frowned.

Such a temper.

Tang Yin raised her eyebrows: “How is it not my business?”

Before she could continue, Lu Chi pulled her away, though not before she finished with, “You’re eyeing my man—you don’t expect me to say anything?”

Lu Chi’s ears instantly turned red.

Tang Yin noticed inadvertently and quickly pulled him away. His adorable expression couldn’t be seen by others.

As for the girl, she could return to where she came from.

Lu Chi didn’t resist, following her hand willingly and cheerfully returning to the classroom behind her.

Time passed quickly, and the second mock exam arrived.

The two-day exam felt like a fleeting dream, ending lightly and abruptly.

As soon as they left the exam room, the entire teaching building was filled with sadness.

But the shift came quickly. Though the test scores hadn’t been released yet, everyone suddenly relaxed, seemingly more than ever before.

Perhaps it was because the test was too difficult, or perhaps it was because they had given up entirely.

Meanwhile, Tang Yin was still troubled by her self-criticism letter.

This was because of the commotion caused during the hundred-day rally last time.

Last time, the headmaster had scolded her thoroughly, ultimately letting her off with a stern verbal warning.

It should have ended there, but the headmaster must have felt unbalanced again, unexpectedly seeking her out on the day the second mock exam ended, demanding she write a self-criticism letter.

Perhaps the headmaster didn’t trust her promises anymore.

Faced with this issue, someone laughed aloud: “Hahaha, isn’t it normal for him not to believe you? Who told you to have such a long record of offenses?”

The boy sitting by the window was Su Xun, who had attended the same middle school as Tang Yin. Though they didn’t talk often, their relationship was actually quite good.

Tang Yin approached him this time because, starting from seventh grade, he had frequently been asked to write self-criticism letters due to fighting and skipping classes. One could say he was a veteran in writing them.

As for her, she had hardly ever written one. This time, she was required to write something heartfelt and vivid, which was harder for her than jumping off a building.

Su Xun chuckled, “You’ve stood the headmaster up twice, promising him sincerely in front of him both times, only to end up doing something else. How could he be happy about that?”

He deeply admired this old classmate of his.

Especially since high school, her actions had become even more admirable. Many people thought she was incredibly cool.

Those two speeches—one better than the other. Even he had been wide-eyed at the time.

Tang Yin tilted her head and looked at him: “Why don’t you help me write it?”

She was now sitting on the windowsill, swinging her legs, looking carefree and not at all troubled by the task of writing a self-criticism letter.

Su Xun shook his head, “I’m a good student now. I don’t do such bad deeds.”

He was now devoted to studying, a model student, and couldn’t return to his old ways—even if it was just empty talk.

Upon hearing this, Tang Yin slapped him.

Su Xun leaned back, dodging the slap, causing Tang Yin to slip slightly. Fortunately, she grabbed the window and regained her balance.

“You’re making me very dissatisfied,” she said.

“There’s nothing I can do about that,” Su Xun grinned, spreading his hands. “Go ask Lu Chi to write it for you. I’m sure he’d be willing.”

He still remembered the scene at the blackboard when they exchanged test papers a few days ago. He certainly didn’t want to get involved in their drama.

…

Lu Ye emerged from the office.

Unexpectedly, he collided with someone. Looking up, he realized it was Lu Chi.

He slapped him on the shoulder, “Why are you standing here? You’ve injured me. How will you compensate?”

Lu Chi didn’t speak but merely shrugged, moving his hand away.

Seeing him staring straight ahead, Lu Ye turned to follow his gaze and instantly understood: “Oh, you’re sneaking peeks at Tang Yin again. Be careful, I’ll tell her.”

Behind his glasses, Lu Chi’s brows furrowed slightly, and he calmly asked, “Su Xun, Xun and…”

Lu Ye knew what he was asking before he finished and smiled, “You mean Su Xun? He and Tang Yin were classmates in middle school. They’ve skipped classes together and fought together. Hmm… I remember before the start of last semester, before you transferred, she went with Su Xun to deal with some troublemakers from the second high school.”

That incident had spread widely at the time. Though he hadn’t witnessed it, he knew about it.

Hearing this, Lu Chi’s mood worsened further.

As the two walked side by side toward the classroom, a scream suddenly erupted in the distance.

The sound was loud enough that people from several floors above and below poured out to watch. The corridor railings were crowded with spectators.

After some time, they realized it was just someone’s belongings falling from upstairs.

Lu Ye joined the crowd to watch the commotion. In the blink of an eye, he saw Lu Chi already at the rear window, near Tang Yin.

…

Tang Yin was still arguing with Su Xun.

“You really won’t help me write it? Should I try sending you a late-night WeChat message next time?”

Wen Yue often came to visit her. With her quiet and delicate appearance, Su Xun had long taken a liking to her, though he hadn’t managed to ask her out yet.

Of course, he had tried, but without success.

One could say Wen Yue was someone Tang Yin knew well enough to arrange meetings with.

Su Xun immediately put on a smile: “Dear sister, I’ll write it. A self-criticism letter is no big deal. I’ll make sure you’re satisfied.”

“As long as the headmaster is satisfied,” Tang Yin nodded in approval.

Good boy, he knew what was good for him.

She patted Su Xun’s head and then reached out to pinch his face.

Though Su Xun was rather laid-back, he had a baby face, plump and soft, with a wonderful texture to pinch.

Before she could touch his face, a hand suddenly intervened, blocking their contact.

Tang Yin, who had been sitting sideways on the windowsill with her legs dangling freely, was suddenly pulled back to the ground.

Before she could steady herself, she was abruptly pressed against the wall, her back flush against the tiles.

Lu Chi’s cold face turned her head toward him.

Tang Yin turned to see Lu Chi, puzzled: “Lu Chi, what are you doing? Don’t you have anything better to do?”

Su Xun peeked his head out, “What’s going on?”

Lu Chi’s expression darkened as he swiftly pulled the window shut with one hand, blocking Su Xun inside, muffling any sound.

Su Xun’s nose hit the window, and he let out a cry of pain.

This guy Lu Chi—did he have a screw loose?

All he did was talk to Tang Yin a bit. Did he really have to be this upset? Truly, Tang Yin belonged at home with him.

Tang Yin struggled under his restraint, “Let go, quickly.”

Lu Chi stared at her, his gaze lingering on her vibrant, moist lips. Suddenly, certain images flashed through his mind, and his eyes flickered faintly.

He frowned, his voice weak: “Don’t… like.”

Tang Yin had a knack for guessing his meaning before he finished speaking, so she completed his sentence: “You don’t like me touching others?”

That certainly made her happy.

The two were close, their breaths mingling.

Tang Yin smiled happily. Seeing his expression reminded her of scenes unsuitable for young audiences, and she quietly licked her lips.

Little did she know that such a simple action made her even more enticing and delectable.

She hadn’t realized yet that Lu Chi’s hand was still pressing her against the wall, and he hadn’t let go.

In the moment she was distracted, Lu Chi suddenly leaned in and pressed himself onto her.

Unexpectedly, he captured her lips.

…

“What happened? What are you all looking at?”

“What’s going on? What’s going on?”

“Oh my god, my eyes are bleeding! Good thing I didn’t return to the classroom, or I’d be crying!”

“Ah, what did I just see? I knew Tang Yin was exactly like her speech personality!”

“Quick, look over there! Over there! In the corner, those two by the rear window!”

“In my lifetime, to witness this at school—I’ll be able to brag about this earth-shattering event from high school on Weibo after graduation.”

In an instant, the previously crowded corridor, full of people who stayed to watch the commotion, erupted in cheers of “Wow.”

It was like fireworks exploding, a resounding “boom” that was even more sensational than the commotion on the playground. Like a tornado, it swept from the first floor to the top.

Not far away, Lu Ye’s jaw dropped, nearly tearing the test paper in his hand. He couldn’t help but exclaim in shock: “Holy crap!”

Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the rear window of Class Zero.

Even those without glasses squinted to see, asking those beside them to describe what had happened.

They wished they could grow giraffe necks.

Their excitement made their faces red and their necks flushed.