I Became the Eye Candy: Four Bigshots Claimed to be My Dad?-Chapter 111: That’s His Senior Martial Sister

"The Seventh Prince is right. If he isn’t punished severely, the rest of us won’t stand for it."

"Expel him! Expel him!"

"Expel him..."

As soon as Sang Rui spoke, the wealthy students around him began to clamor.

"Quiet down! Expulsion is against the rules," Teacher Zhang interjected.

Sang Zhi stood at the entrance, his expression grim.

"Teacher, if he’s not expelled, we won’t accept it. From now on, we’ll all start showing up late," Sang Rui said, giving Teacher Zhang no opportunity to defuse the situation.

The surrounding students voiced their agreement and rose to their feet.

Teacher Zhang was in a bind. Even if the Eighth Prince was out of favor, he was still a Prince. Moreover, the Eighth Prince excelled in all of his studies. But if he wasn’t expelled, the other students would follow his example, making them difficult to discipline in the future.

Seeing Teacher Zhang’s silence, Sang Rui shot a smug look at Sang Zhi. ’The Emperor already dislikes him,’ he thought. ’If he gets expelled from the academy, Father Emperor will surely think he’s a complete failure.’

"It’s just a little tardiness. Isn’t expulsion a bit too severe?" a bright, childlike voice piped up.

Ye Qianning toddled over to the entrance on her short little legs.

The students in the classroom were all stunned. They turned in unison to look at the entrance. ’Whose kid is this?’ they wondered. ’She’s got some nerve.’

Sang Rui, after a moment of shock, grew angry. ’Where did this brat come from, daring to interfere with my plans?’

Teacher Zhang was visibly taken aback. ’What is she doing here?’

Sang Zhi froze as well. A tiny figure in pink stood by his feet, barely reaching his waist. She raised a small hand and clutched the corner of his robes.

"Which seat is yours?" Ye Qianning asked, looking up.

Sang Zhi happened to lower his gaze, his eyes meeting her clear ones. For some reason, a warmth bloomed in his chest.

"I’m asking you a question. Which seat is yours?"

Sang Zhi snapped back to reality and pointed toward the last row.

Ye Qianning glanced at the spot—it was a pretty good one. She let go of his robes and instead grabbed his icy hand. "Let’s go."

With that, she began pulling him into the classroom.

"Don’t be ridiculous," Sang Zhi said, stopping after just two steps.

Seeing that he wouldn’t follow her, Ye Qianning turned her big, sparkling eyes on Teacher Zhang.

Teacher Zhang’s scalp tingled under her gaze. "Why have you come here?"

"I..."

"Teacher, she’s just a little girl who lost her way," Sang Zhi said.

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Teacher Zhang’s voice softened. "I’ll have someone escort you back to your courtyard."

"I’m not lost, Teacher. I’m here for class."

"But this is an advanced class. Children your age are in the primary school."

"I want to be in the same class as him," Ye Qianning declared, pointing a small finger at Sang Zhi.

The teacher was stunned.

Sang Zhi was also stunned.

The students seated below were all stunned. ’When have we ever seen the teacher speak so gently?’ they thought. ’And according to the Lou Mountain Academy’s code of conduct, no one is allowed in the classroom without a uniform.’ 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

’Can’t the teacher see that child is dressed completely in pink?’

"Who do you think you are? How dare you show such disrespect to the teacher!" Sang Rui shouted, having recovered from his stupor.

"My, Seventh Prince, for someone so young, your memory seems to be failing you."

Sang Rui scowled. The more he looked at this chubby kid, the more familiar she seemed. Suddenly, it clicked. He gritted his teeth and spat out the name, "Lu Buping!"

PFFT—

HAHAHAHA.

Someone in the crowd of students snorted, and the rest immediately erupted in laughter.

’A little girl named Lu Buping?’

"Alright, silence!" Teacher Zhang’s temples were throbbing. ’Of all the classrooms, why did this little ancestor have to pick the one I’m in charge of?’

The students fell silent at his command.

He had happened to be at the disciple acceptance ceremony yesterday. She was the Dean’s Direct Disciple. At the academy, while teachers like him were considered the Dean’s disciples, they were merely outer disciples.

Regardless of age, a Direct Disciple of the Dean outranked them all. Technically, he would have to address this child as ’Senior Sister’.