Chapter 940: Chapter 940: A Day as a Teacher (9)
Although Chuzheng wasn’t their homeroom teacher, she was still a teacher, so she didn’t contact the homeroom teacher.
The Class Tyrant Quartet got a talking-to, and Chuzheng also had to be educated.
What bad luck she had!
Encountering such a bunch of unlucky souls.
Chuzheng pinched her thigh hard, serves you right for watching the fun, serves you right for not listening, isn’t this karma?
Chuzheng walked out of the police station with a cold face, with the Class Tyrant Quartet quietly following behind her.
“Teacher…”
Class Tyrant Number One called out weakly.
Chuzheng walked out expressionlessly, and the four Class Tyrants looked at each other and quickly followed.
“Teacher, can you not tell Baldy… Teacher Wang about today’s incident?”
Teacher Wang was the homeroom teacher for Class 18, Freshman Year.
Old Wang clearly had a full head of hair, yet the students called him Baldy Wang behind his back.
“Teacher, we know we were wrong, please don’t tell Teacher Wang. He’ll definitely call our parents, and if my dad finds out, he’ll break my leg.”
“Teacher, Teacher Ruan.”
The Class Tyrant Quartet looked at Chuzheng with ‘pitiful’ eyes.
“Study hard, stop fighting all day.” Chuzheng criticized sternly, “You look like you were asking for a beating.”
Class Tyrant Quartet: “…”
They inexplicably felt a pang in their knees.
Class Tyrant Number Two, unconvinced: “Who knows which little punk called the cops. If it weren’t for the police coming too early, we might have won!”
Chu “Little Punk” Zheng: “…”
Chuzheng gave Class Tyrant Number Two a chilly glance and made a final decision: “Go back and write a 5,000-word reflection.”
Class Tyrant Quartet: “…”
Five thousand words!
They couldn’t even fill an 800-word essay, what does 5,000 words even mean!
Sorry, no concept of it.
“Teacher, nooo!”
–
Because of the Class Tyrant Quartet incident, Chuzheng returned a bit late.
Su He was watching TV in the living room. When he saw her come back, he rolled his eyes and continued watching his show.
Chuzheng went into her room, stayed for nearly five minutes, and then took her clothes to shower.
Normally, Chuzheng showers quickly, usually done within twenty minutes.
But today, she dawdled for an hour before coming out.
Chuzheng pushed open her ajar door, and there stood someone inside.
“Su He, what are you doing in my room?”
Su He stood in front of Chuzheng’s desk, his face pale with anger, teeth clenched: “Ruan Chuzheng, what do you mean by this?”
Su He looked a bit guilty and didn’t dare to meet Chuzheng’s eyes.
“You’re in my room, asking me what I mean? You’re the one with meaning! You didn’t come to steal my stuff, did you?”
Su He held down the Immortal Water bottle on the table, appearing completely immobile.
Although Su He had some branded cosmetics, something like Immortal Water was out of her reach.
Last time, when Chuzheng wasn’t home and the door wasn’t fully closed, she found some and secretly took some.
The effect was indeed different from others, how could Su He not be tempted?
But these days, Chuzheng kept her door locked.
Su He had no chance to enter Chuzheng’s room.
Earlier, when Chuzheng came back and didn’t lock the door, she seized the opportunity.
Who knew…
Who knew it was covered with glue.
Not only was the bottle covered, the whole thing was glued to the table, so now she couldn’t move.
She did this to herself on purpose.
“Who wants to steal your stuff!”
Su He retorted fiercely.
Chuzheng leisurely asked: “If you’re not stealing my things, what are you doing in my room?”
“I… I just wanted to find a fruit knife. I saw you use it last time! When I was looking, I accidentally touched this. Who knew you were crazy enough to put glue on it.”
“Oh.”
Chuzheng glanced outside the door, the fruit knife was clearly on the coffee table in the living room.
“Your eyesight is bad, why don’t you wear glasses. Are you using mine? But I don’t have myopia.”
“…”
Su He felt that she was about to make up more lies.
But she couldn’t lose her dignity.
“Ruan Chuzheng, don’t be so petty. Who cares about your things anyway, who knows if they’re real or not.”
“If you don’t know if they’re real, you still came to steal them. You’re quite undiscriminating.”
Su He’s chest heaved heavily: “I didn’t steal anything! I said I didn’t, you don’t have to go too far! Hurry and find a way to get this off!”
Su He felt her hand was no longer hers.
Chuzheng: “What can I do.”
Su He: “You did this!”
Chuzheng: “I wasn’t planning to use my hands.”
Su He: “…”
The room fell silent for a few seconds.
Su He couldn’t leave, not even to call for help.
Su He struggled there for a long time, breaking into a sweat, with heat and various emotions swirling, her head was getting dizzy.
“I admit, I used a bit of your water. It’s just some water, do you have to go this far! You deliberately glued it!” Su He suddenly exploded, furious: “How could you be so vicious!”
No way, stealing my stuff and calling me vicious?!
Did I mishear?
If I were vicious, I would’ve poured glue inside.
Chuzheng’s inner thoughts raced, but her expression remained calm: “I put glue on my things, so what? Who said I can’t?”
“You… you…”
Su He was speechless with anger.
There was no counterargument to Chuzheng gluing her own things.
“So, what do you want?”
Chuzheng thought for a bit: “Apologize first.”
Anyway, I can’t deal with you for now, so annoying.
Su He was unwilling to apologize, her face said as much.
Chuzheng had all the time to wait Su He out, she took a book and sat nearby, leisurely flipping through it.
Su He couldn’t take it.
She was so tired!
“I was wrong, sorry.” Su He reluctantly gave in: “Sorry, okay? Can you help me get it off now?”
“No.”
“Why not? I already apologized, what more do you want? Is it worth it for just some things?”
Su He was really on the verge of collapse.
The air conditioning had stopped at some point, making it both stuffy and hot.
After Su He finished yelling, Chuzheng leisurely replied: “Because I don’t know how.”
–
In the end, Chuzheng separated the table from the bottle and threw her out of the room, leaving the rest for her to figure out.
After all, she needed to sleep, and having such a big person in the room watching her sleep freaked her out a bit.
After this lesson, Su He probably wouldn’t dare to steal Chuzheng’s stuff again.
Of course.
Even if she wanted to, she couldn’t get it; Chuzheng locked the door when entering and exiting.
But in her heart, Su He hated Chuzheng to death, trying to sway teachers and isolate Chuzheng in the office.
Chuzheng didn’t care.
A boss doesn’t need friends.
Chuzheng strolled to the back door of Class 18, during break time, a few were gathered playing some game.
Chuzheng remembered the previous reflection papers, knocked on the table: “Where’s your reflection?”
The Class Tyrant Quartet stood up with a whoosh, the commotion causing all the classmates in the room to look over.
“Ruan… Teacher Ruan.” Class Tyrant Number Three called weakly.
“Reflection.”
“Still… haven’t written it.”
“Then why isn’t it written yet?”
“…”
The Class Tyrant Quartet instantly sat back, scrambling to find notebooks and pens, causing a chaotic scene.