Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob's Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

Ch 45: Busy School Bully

The boy still held a pencil case in his hand and timidly said, "Thank you."

Song Yu's sleepiness was almost gone. He rubbed his eyes again and replied, "No need, it's the school bully's job to punish evil and promote good."

The gangster was incredibly angry after he returned to his seat, fidgeting so much that he made his chair creak and moving restlessly the whole time.

Song Yu raised his eyes, his gaze like a knife.

That area suddenly fell silent.

Song Yu turned his head back and added, "Also, maintaining discipline."

The whole class: "......"

You school bullies are really busy.

The bell signaling the start of class rang, and the exam invigilator came in. The first exam was Chinese. The invigilator was quite clear about the students in the last class and basically turned a blind eye to what went on. As long as it wasn't too extreme, they could pass around notes everywhere.

But it was different today.

Those who could sit in the same classroom were basically all cast from the same mold. With Song Yu, the Great Buddha, present, they didn't even dare to cheat.

The invigilator teacher sat at the platform and played with her cell phone. After playing for a while, she lifted up her head and met the gazes of nearly half the students in the class.

The air suddenly grew a little quiet.

The students: "......" Their thoughts were blank. They didn't know what to do.

The teacher: "......" She was dumbfounded. Were the students expressing an opinion about her playing on her cell phone?

The teacher coughed, put away her cell phone, and began to walk around and patrol. She walked back and forth, her gaze finally attracted by Song Yu, who was in the last row. After all, the quiet and handsome teenager stood out from the rest of those in the classroom. She stood next to Song Yu, then looked at his comprehension and ancient poems and prose answers, which were all done properly; he'd gotten all the points right.

The teacher had a smile in her eyes and nodded with satisfaction.

When this action was seen by everyone else in the class, it became a signal.

A guess silently rose up in their hearts—damn, was Brother Yu really a study god?

Chinese composition was a topic that Song Yu had found particularly annoying over both his lives. He felt very refreshed when he handed the paper in.

He went back to the apartments with Xie Sui at noon.

Song Yu said, "I think I'll be able to get into the top 100 of the grade this time as long as my composition wasn't off-topic."

Xie Sui smiled slightly, "Great."

Song Yu was in high spirits, "Let's compare answers for the multiple choice; was it AAAD?"

Xie Sui glanced at him, "Don't think about it after the exam. Prepare for the next one."

Song Yu had a bad premonition. He stared at him, "Damn it! Did I choose the wrong ones?"

Xie Sui suppressed a smile and breezily said, "It doesn't matter, it's just 12 points."

Song Yu remained where he was, his expression collapsing. He suddenly felt a sense of loss; after all, he'd worked so hard, yet he still failed in the first Chinese exam. In this instant, his entire person was like a drooping ball of frustration.