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"Shang Haoran, make sure to pay attention in class today," I said.
"Don't drink, don't smoke, just be a good kid," I added.
"If you run into any difficulties, feel free to reach out to me for extra help."
"And also..."
"Yan Chengcheng."
Shang Haoran paused and turned to look at me. "You talk too much."
"Oh come on, I'm just getting old," I replied with an embarrassed smile. "I tend to ramble a bit."
"Shang Haoran, you should head inside now," I said, adjusting my collar and tugging at the buttons on my shirt. "Make sure to focus in class."
"Okay," he nodded, a smile creeping onto his lips that he couldn't suppress.
Damn Yan Chengcheng.
His interactions with me had become more frequent; what started as resistance had turned into him getting used to my presence. In fact, I found myself secretly looking forward to seeing him.
"Xiao Yan Teacher, see you this afternoon," he said, flashing me his most genuine smile for the first time.
"See you this afternoon," I replied, smiling back and waving goodbye.
I escorted him to the tutoring center and decided to sit in on the classes for the entire day to evaluate the teacher's teaching methods. During lunch, a few male classmates gathered around and asked me several questions. I patiently answered them.
Suddenly, I noticed that my lunchbox had gone untouched.
“Shang Haoran, why didn’t you eat?”
“I don’t like Bitter Melon.”
I looked up at her. “Change it.”
“Hmm?”
She paused for a moment, then laughed. “You don’t like Bitter Melon?”
“Yeah.”
I nodded. “I also don’t like drinking milk, don’t like eating bananas, don’t like…”
“Stop!”
She made a stopping gesture. “Don’t say you don’t like it anymore.”
“Here you go.”
She picked up the Bitter Melon and handed it to me. “I don’t like eating Bitter Melon, so as long as you like it, that’s fine.”
In an instant, the entire dining table fell silent.
Several male classmates around stared in disbelief at the scene.
“What… what are they doing?”
“How could Huan Huan Senior give Bitter Melon to Cheng Ze?”
“Oh my, did I see that wrong?”
“Um…”
During the break in math class, when I went to the restroom and returned, I overheard a boy blushingly ask Yan Chengcheng, “Senior, is this your boyfriend?”
“No.”
Yan Chengcheng smiled. “He’s my… younger brother.”
“Oh.”
The boy visibly relaxed. “Senior, how about I treat you to dinner tonight?”
“Sure.”
Yan Chengcheng nodded. “Bring Cheng Ze along; let’s all get together.”
"Okay."
The boy smiled, "I'll definitely call Cheng Ze."
"Mm."
Yan Chengcheng nodded.
I quietly returned to my seat, watching Yan Chengcheng still chatting with the boy, feeling inexplicably annoyed.
"Not my boyfriend, but you have to go back with me tonight."
I said coldly, "I'll message you then."
"Sure."
Yan Chengcheng smiled, "Then we can study together. Once you get into a top university, we'll throw a celebration."
The surroundings fell silent.
No one responded to her.
The boy who had just brought her milk tea looked particularly dejected.
Hmph.
Yan Chengcheng, you're quite popular.
The math teacher walked in, and surprisingly, it was someone I recognized.
"Hello everyone, I'm your substitute teacher, Qin Fei."
"My name is Qin Fei."
The man was refined and handsome, leaving a lasting impression.
"Is that really Senior Qin Fei?"
Yan Chengcheng exclaimed, "So handsome!"
Yan Chengcheng had run into Qin Fei at the tutoring center.
Qin Fei was Yan Chengcheng's senior from college and was also the substitute math teacher for this session.
He recognized Yan Chengcheng at a glance but chose not to say anything.
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