MTL - Male God’s Freestyle Flirting-Chapter 45 Bad luck
There are six levels of punishment in Yizhong.
Oral warnings, written warnings, minor demerits, major demerits, school probation, expulsion from school.
So, how serious is the punishment for major demerits?
For example, a verbal warning requires one award at the school level or above to eliminate it. Of course, if you have excellent grades in a single subject, rank high in major exams, and have made significant progress, the punishment can also be offset.
Then, to record a major demerit, it needs more than one excellence to offset the merits and demerits, otherwise this punishment will be recorded in the student file and accompany him for life.
Tang Xia suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Han Yu.
She thought in a daze, and after waiting for a while, the classmates came back from the playground one after another.
Everyone was discussing about Han Yu's punishment in a low voice. Tang Xia looked at the back seat and found that Han Yu had not returned.
"Ms. Luo called him to the office." Zou Ziyu glanced at Tang Xia, as if knowing what she was thinking, and said calmly, "The punishment letter is posted on the bulletin board."
"Oh." Tang Xia replied, she didn't know what Zou Ziyu meant, anyway, it made her feel uncomfortable.
But she didn't think much, just turned around again.
Teacher Luo came to that class meeting, but Han Yu didn't come in. It seems that the principal came to talk to him. The boy came back when the first get out of class was about to end, everyone looked at him, trying to see even a little unnatural look on his face.
But no.
Han Yu was abnormally calm.
All the students in Class 6 knew the whole story of the cheating incident, and everyone remembered how Han Yu treated Tang Xia that day, overturning the girl's table, and targeting him like that.
Some people even speculated that Han Yu kicked the ball in Tang Xia's face on purpose for revenge.
But now he is so indifferent, it is a little unreal.
It's just that life is still going on as usual, no matter how big this matter is, no matter how high the waves are, it will be worn down by the boring high school life, and then it will be forgotten in a blink of an eye.
Almost all the redness and swelling on Tang Xia's face subsided, except for the faint pain in the ankle, which was almost completely recovered. But she still couldn't attend physical education class, and the teacher was afraid of accidents, so she simply let her rest for a month before returning to physical education class.
The physical education class that day was the last session in the morning. Tang Xia was doing homework in the class as usual, but the door of the classroom was suddenly opened.
She was startled, and when she looked up, she found that it was Han Yu.
He was neatly dressed in his school uniform, his soft hair was plastered against his forehead, and his face was delicately contoured, fair and handsome.
At this point, Han Yu should be playing basketball, why did he go back to the classroom?
Tang Xia was stunned, and after a while she came back to her senses, she lowered her head silently.
The boy who was a few steps away couldn't help frowning when he saw the girl's reaction.
Tang Xia heard him flip through in the back seat, and there was a knocking sound in the drawer. Immediately afterwards, she noticed that Han Yu had gone out, and he seemed to be holding something in his hand.
After touching it for a few minutes, he came back again, holding a small white bowl in his right hand, and a pair of chopsticks and a small spoon between his fingers.
Tang Xia secretly looked at it, and from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the shadow approaching behind her, and subconsciously shuddered.
"Snapped!"
A small package was suddenly placed on Zou Ziyu's table nearby.
Immediately, Han Yu sat beside him.
Tang Xia looked up at him blankly.
The boy's profile was the same as that day when he met for the first time.
She knew that even if he had a weird personality and bad behavior, she couldn't deny that he had a pretty face.
"Look at what?"
Han Yu spoke unexpectedly.
Tang Xia choked, and looked away in a panic, "No...no."
"Take away your homework and eat." He didn't wait for her answer, and just talked on his own.
"Ah?" Tang Xia was puzzled, and finally set his sights on Han Yu's hand.
He untied the bag and took out the insulated box inside. As soon as the lid was opened, it was steaming and the smell of meat was overflowing.
Tang Xia's eyes widened in surprise.
Seeing that she was not moving, the young man reached out and grabbed the test paper on the table rudely, rolled it up roughly, and stuffed it into the drawer of her desk.
Tang Xia let out a low cry.
"Don't bark," Han Yu frowned, with an unnatural expression on his face, "Here are the bowls and chopsticks, and you can scoop up the soup yourself."
The heat preservation box was brought to the front, and Tang Xia looked at it carefully—it was bone soup.
"What are you doing?" She was puzzled and frightened.
The distrust on the girl's face made Han Yu very unhappy, but he rarely tolerated it with a good temper, "Whatever you eat, you will make up for it."
Tang Xia was stunned for a full minute, and asked tentatively, "You said about my sprained foot?"
Han Yu didn't speak, with a sullen face, he only glanced at the bowls and chopsticks on the table, silently signaling.
Tang Xia couldn't laugh or cry.
This person used to speak very straightforwardly, but today he made so many detours, no wonder he couldn't understand.
But she didn't move.
"No need, I don't like soup." Tang Xia politely refused.
Han Yu's face darkened in an instant, and a pair of deep eyes stared at her closely, with a suppressed displeasure, "Are you blaming me?"
Tang Xia seemed to be amused by his words, she smiled, and asked without answering, "Do you think I should blame you?" But her smile was not real, it was faint, and if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't tell that there was a smile in her eyes meaning.
Han Yu was a little unpredictable, hesitated for a moment and suddenly changed the subject, "We're even, I don't blame you, and you don't blame me either."
Tang Xia understood quickly this time, "Punishment?"
"Yes." Han Yu agreed.
Tang Xia just looked at him like this, as if she wanted to see through him. It wasn't until the latter was stared at that his back was hairy, and just about to speak through gritted teeth, the girl finally made a move.
She pushed the thermos box on her desk to the side vigorously, and the soup splashed out due to the shaking spilled on Han Yu's body.
The boy backed away and jumped up from his seat!
He is annoyed.
She put down her airs and prepared bone soup for her, but she didn't look good at all!
When did he, Han Yu, ever do such a price drop?
Touching the boy's darkened face instantly, Tang Xia was not afraid at all, she just raised her head, looked at Han Yu from bottom to top, and said word by word—
"I was lying in the infirmary that day, and Dr. Zhang told me that I might lose my sight. Han Yu, do you know what I was thinking at that time?"
The boy was stunned.
"I silently swear to you," she paused, her eyes sharpened instantly, "If I betray you, I will really be blind from now on!"
The girl's fluttering tone suddenly became more serious, full of sternness!
Han Yu was shocked, as if a thunderbolt hit the top of his head, blowing him into a coma.
Her expression did not seem to be lying, and her fierce eyes were like an irritated wolf cub, brewing unspeakable anger.
At the moment when he saw her falling limply, Han Yu actually had no grievances anymore. Otherwise, why would he rush her to the infirmary and toss and turn while she was on leave? He is just not good at words, unwilling to speak.
a long time.
It has been so long that the heat above the insulation box is no longer pervasive.
Han Yuxiang finally mustered up his courage, and his obsidian eyes fell on Tang Xia's face with unprecedented seriousness.
He said-
"Sorry."
The girl seemed to be struck by lightning, she couldn't believe it.
But the young man slowly burst into a gentle smile, so shallow, but so real.
"Tang Xia, let's settle our suspicions."