When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 57 - 0: Pei Yan and I Are Not Close

Jiang Shuyao’s heart jolted suddenly.

Yu Zhengqing didn’t notice the girl’s reaction and continued as he walked, "You probably don’t have much to do with each other normally, right? I saw you give a speech at the mobilization meeting yesterday, and the students from Second Class were quite stirred up."

That morning, after Mr. Jiang had found him, no sooner had he left than the principal summoned him to the administrative building for a talk.

The gist was that Jiang Shuyao was a relative from Chairman Pei’s side and that he should pay more attention to her in the future.

During the conversation, the principal also mentioned the Demon Lord of Mayhem from Second Class, and Yu Zhengqing naturally associated that Jiang Shuyao must know Pei Yan.

He wasn’t worried about anything else. As a teacher, there were some thoughts he couldn’t voice out loud.

After a brief contemplation, Yu Zhengqing looked at Jiang Shuyao and implied slightly, "Although Pei Yan has a bad reputation, we teachers treat everyone equally and have no bias against him.

However, with the college entrance exam imminent, one should focus wholly on their studies. Students like him are too playful. You should set a good example and guide him properly, don’t follow his lead."

So that was it.

Jiang Shuyao exhaled a sigh of relief, feeling that today had been particularly thrilling.

She smiled, nodding earnestly and sincerely, "Don’t worry, teacher. I’m not close to Pei Yan, he can’t influence me."

Huh.

A question mark hung on Yu Zhengqing’s forehead. Wasn’t what he had just said straightforward enough?

Well, never mind; this girl was smart and caught on quickly, which saved trouble.

When she returned to the classroom, Tang Xing immediately approached her with a troubled look.

"Yaoyao, those guys from Second Class are really out of control, boo-hoo—"

"Do you know what that guy with the yellow hair did to threaten me today? He actually said that if I don’t do as he says, he’ll confess to me in front of the whole school tomorrow."

"How can there be such shameless people in the world? I’m so angry I could die."

Tang Xing spoke with a crying tone, concerned about her image and didn’t dare to speak too loudly, for fear that others would overhear and laugh at her.

For girls of this age, facing boys like Chen Jin, even with all the strength of nine bulls and two tigers, they could hardly cope.

Apart from compliance and crying, there was no other option.

Jiang Shuyao knew that the whole affair had started because of her, and it was her friendship with Tang Xing that had brought her trouble.

But such malicious behavior, if not stopped, would only escalate further in the future.

Having made up her mind, Jiang Shuyao took her desk mate and walked out.

"Yaoyao, where are we going?"

"To the academic affairs office."

Tang Xing realized something and braked with both feet, "Forget about it, I’ll just bear it this time. If they dare to come again, I won’t be polite to them."

How could she not be polite? She couldn’t win in a fight.

Jiang Shuyao let go reluctantly, and after a moment of silence, Tang Xing weakly thought of another method.

"That’s good, it’s covert, and we don’t have to worry about them seeking revenge."

What a good trick.

It was just an anonymous report.

In Jiang Shuyao’s view, anonymous reports might work in Qi Middle School, but would probably not stir any reaction in Yunzhong.

That afternoon, the math teacher was busy and had switched classes with the PE teacher at the last minute.

Only when everyone got to the sports field did they learn that the PE teacher planned to have Sixth Class and Second Class take the same class together.

Hearing it was Second Class, Tang Xing let out a wail as if she had a death wish—it was indeed a narrow road for enemies.

After class started, the two classes were divided to stand correctly on the left and right sides. The PE teacher was a man in his early thirties, handsome in appearance with sharp facial features.

However, this teacher’s temper was far from his handsome appearance; ordinary people didn’t dare to mess around.

Tang Xing felt quite relieved at this thought, secretly vowing to stay far away from that blond guy.

Since the start of the term, they had practiced volleyball for several classes. The teacher gave everyone ten minutes to warm up and then had each class play two-on-two volleying matches.

The winning side could draw lots to decide the punishment for the losing side, such as doing push-ups or running laps around the track, among other things.