625: C625 Unveiling the Truth

C625 Unveiling the Truth

After walking out of the classroom, everyone started whispering and talking. The boys even took out their own books and started gambling, betting on who Xue Xue'er would choose.1

They had long since not cared about the ring on Xue Xue'er's hand. If there really was someone in love, how could they not have heard of it in three years of high school? As for Zhou Xiaofei, he was ignored by everyone.

If it was someone like him, he would probably be considered a flower protector. When these words reached Hee Yiming's ears, her expression that had not changed for ten thousand years finally changed once.

Her eyes were filled with ridicule, and she could not wait to tell the person involved, Zhou Xiaofei. She wanted to ask him how he felt when he was rumored to be Xue'er's flower protector. Was he happy, or did he feel that it was strange?

While everyone was busy gambling, no one noticed Su Xiaotong's expression. Su Xiaotong looked down. If someone looked down, they would definitely see the unwillingness and jealousy in her eyes. Her fingers that were hanging by her side had sunk into her palm.

The person involved, Xue Xue'er, was holding a large stack of love letters. She originally wanted to find a secluded place to throw them away. But after thinking about it, it seemed that there was no way to prevent this kind of thing from happening. Thus, just as she was about to walk to the rubbish bin, she took a turn. She directly turned into the office.

"Report!"

"Come in."

Teacher Huang was correcting the students' homework on his desk. Yesterday, he had ordered the class representative to put the homework away. This morning, when he came to check, his blood pressure almost rose.

He had clearly emphasized the things taught in class seven or eight hundred times, but the answers written by the students were still strange and unorganized.

Now, he didn't know whether to doubt his teaching or the students' intelligence. Just as he was worrying, he saw Xue Xue'er coming, and his eyes immediately lit up.

The top student of his class had come and he felt that there was hope again. As long as the top student was here, his teaching enthusiasm could continue to be encouraged.

"Come, come, come, Xue Er. What's wrong?" Teacher Huang warmly waved his hand and let Xue Xue'er walk to his side. He was like an elder, patiently asking her.

He originally thought that it was to discuss the problem of learning, but who knew that Xue Xue'er took out a large stack of love letters, which made Teacher Huang's face turn ugly.

His face was dark, and he could not tell whether he was happy or angry.

The teacher in the office happened to be there. He saw Teacher Huang and Xue Xue'er standing together and wanted to come over to watch. However, when he saw the things in Xue Xue'er's hands, the smile on his face quickly disappeared.

"Teacher Huang, you are busy, you are busy."

The teacher quickly ran away. He did not want to stay where he was. One should know that Teacher Huang was famous for being strict. Although he usually remained calm and collected, he felt that this kind of relationship was not allowed.

Teacher Huang received the love letters and then took out a piece of paper from the drawer. He originally wanted to register all the names. But very quickly, he changed his mind.

"Xue Er, come with me."

Teacher Huang took Xue Xue'er away. Xue'er did not ask and just followed him all the way until they reached the principal's office.

That day, almost all the famous boys in the school were reported and criticized. In the broadcast, the principal spoke righteously. It was as if he did not expect good from them. Almost all of them ran out of the broadcast and scolded the boys.

At the same time, he also let his respective form teachers take care of his students.

Some people were not afraid of death and had gone to ask Wang Jun about his feelings. At that time, Wang Jun was sitting with his legs crossed and smoking with a cigarette in his hand.

He had always been sitting in the back row and did not care about the teachers. He narrowed his eyes and slowly blew out a smoke ring.

"Xue Xue'er, good job. We will meet again."

As for Xu Xuan, she expressed her magnanimity and understanding. Now that she was studying, she actually gained the favor of her second-year classmate.

However, in the dark, no one knew that he had secretly written accounts for Xue Xue'er in his heart. Xue Xue'er was hard to deal with, but there was still that person.

It was not so easy to be a flower protector.

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