I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 163 - 159 This is Not Over

Chapter 163: Chapter 159 This is Not Over

It seems that no matter the class, there will always be a few teachers’ informants.

Anyway, today’s incident where Xie Ying’an hit Liang Fan was known to the second class’s homeroom teacher not long after Qingran dragged Xie Ying’an back to the classroom.

It was exactly during the evening self-study period when the second class’s homeroom teacher, Teacher Liu, walked into the first class in high heels, and the somewhat noisy classroom instantly quieted down.

The students of the first class knew the reason and watched to see how the second class’s homeroom teacher would handle it.

Teacher Liu, standing on the podium, looked down at Xie Ying’an with a face full of anger: "Student Xie Ying’an, I want to know exactly what happened that made you rush to the second class to hit Liang Fan."

Xie Ying’an had just received a wet towel from Qingran and was wiping the dried blood on his hands carefully, without any intention of responding to Teacher Liu.

The atmosphere in the classroom fell into a strange embarrassment.

Qingran sneakily glanced at Xie Ying’an, who was nonchalantly wiping his fingers with residual anger still on his face.

Teacher Liu, infuriated, slammed her hand on the desk with a loud smack, and her voice unconsciously rose several decibels: "Xie Ying’an, I’m talking to you, don’t you understand basic respect? Do you always have no respect for your elders?"

Teacher Liu, behaving in such a manner, had none of the dignified appearance of a teacher; she was outright like a shrew.

Qingran tugged at Xie Ying’an’s sleeve under the desk. This whole thing started because of her, and she was about to speak up in defense of Xie Ying’an. However, Xie Ying’an, who had been letting Teacher Liu perform her one-person show, spoke up before her.

The youth first patted Qingran’s hand under the desk to comfort her, his delicate eyebrows still showing residue of the unresolved anger. Even facing a teacher, his aura did not diminish: "Why did I hit him? Of course, it’s because he deserved it!"

This brief response enraged Teacher Liu to the point of speechlessness. Her chest heaved with fury several times before she sternly threatened Xie Ying’an: "Xie Ying’an, don’t think you can be lawless just because you have good grades. I’m telling you, this place is a school, not somewhere you can act recklessly!"

Having wiped his last finger, Xie Ying’an nonchalantly threw the wet towel into the trash can at the back of the classroom.

The arrogant youth lifted his chin, emotionless, facing the outraged Teacher Liu on the podium. He sneered, "So many people in the school, why did I only hit him? Did you not even ask for the reason before coming to the first class?"

Teacher Liu was visibly choked up.

By the time she had learned of it, Liang Fan had already gone to the infirmary. Her own students gave evasive and vague explanations about Xie Ying’an hitting Liang Fan, so she genuinely did not know the specifics.

However, she had been a homeroom teacher for several years and had some improvisation skills.

Teacher Liu was uncontrollably livid: "Reason? The reason is just an excuse for your impulsiveness, what other reason could there be? Once you hit someone, you are wrong..."

"Teacher Liu," called out Old Wu who had just arrived at the classroom door, interrupting her next words.

Old Wu might have been having dinner earlier because under the bright fluorescent lights of the classroom, his mouth still appeared greasy, and he was wearing slippers that he would never wear during class, evidently having rushed over.

Seeing Old Wu, Teacher Liu became even more agitated. She pointed rudely at Xie Ying’an with her index finger: "Brother Wu, look at the good student in your class, who just ran to ours and hit Liang Fan without any regard for the consequences..."

"I know, Teacher Liu," said Old Wu with a heavy expression. He glanced at Xie Ying’an and said to Teacher Liu, "Let’s go to the office to talk. It’s not good to disturb the other students’ learning here."

After that, without waiting for Teacher Liu’s reaction, he called to the classroom, "Students related to this incident, come to the office with me."

And he led the way out.

Teacher Liu’s brows were deeply furrowed as she squinted at Old Wu’s back, suspecting that this old guy probably wanted to cover for his own people.

But she knew that since the first one to throw a punch was Xie Ying’an from the first class, no matter the reason, since he threw the first punch, he was in the wrong. She called over the dean of students, thinking that no matter how much the old guy wanted to be protective, what could he do?

As Xie Ying’an stood up, Qingran also stood up with him.

The residual anger in the youth’s eyebrows had disappeared, and he frowned slightly, looking at Qingran: "You don’t need to go over..."

Qingran shook her head: "This started because of me, no matter what, I have to explain it to the teacher."

One could guess that with Teacher Liu’s unyielding demeanor, she definitely wouldn’t let Xie Ying’an off easily.

Xie Ying’an knew Qingran’s temperament; once she had truly made up her mind, no one could easily change it.

By the time Qingran and Xie Ying’an arrived at the office, Wen Shiyi and Liang Fan had already been there, the corners of Liang Fan’s mouth tinged with purple bruises, his bloody nose already stopped.

During that time, Wen Shiyi glanced at Xie Ying’an several times, seemingly wanting to say something, but hesitated due to the teacher’s presence, and ultimately remained silent.

Liang Fan gave Xie Ying’an a provocative look when he saw him.

"Idiot!" Qingran cursed Liang Fan quietly, but loud enough for several people to hear.

Surprise flitted across Liang Fan’s face, seemingly not expecting Qingran to curse.

Wen Shiyi was also taken aback upon hearing this; she lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers, that’s right, the Li Qingran she remembered was always like this, cursing people regardless of the situation.

Old Wu and Teacher Liu were arguing about something in a different area, both red in the face and neck from the intensity of their debate.

"...If that’s what you say, then I have nothing left to say," Teacher Liu said, arms crossed over her chest with an ’I’m right, who can argue with me?’ demeanor: "Let’s just wait for the head of the student affairs to come and deal with it."

At this time, the head of student affairs had already left school, but he arrived quite quickly upon receiving the message.

The head of student affairs pushed the door open, and upon seeing Xie Ying’an and Qingran, his brow twitched conspicuously, his expression already displeased.

Teacher Liu, upon seeing the head of student affairs, immediately exchanged her previously domineering expression for a somewhat aggrieved one.

"Director..." She walked towards the head of student affairs.

The head of student affairs raised a hand to stop Teacher Liu from saying anything further and looked at Old Wu, saying sternly, "Wu Zhiguo, come here."

"Yes!" Old Wu responded and quickly ran to stand in front of the head of student affairs.

"What day is it tomorrow?" the head of student affairs asked them.

Old Wu chuckled awkwardly, "Director, tomorrow is the 2nd of June, the day of the competition."

"You still know tomorrow’s the day of the competition!" The head of student affairs nearly roared.

While Old Wu was unphased by the shout, Teacher Liu was visibly shaken, quivering noticeably.

The head of student affairs pointed at Xie Ying’an and continued to shout, "Knowing it’s the day of the competition, then tell me why the top two students of the grade aren’t in the classroom making the most of their time studying, but standing here like a couple of statues?"

Just as Teacher Liu was about to speak, she was again interrupted by the head of student affairs, "Are you so confident they don’t need to revise, that they will definitely pass the preliminary round tomorrow?"

Old Wu sighed, "Director, don’t be angry, this is some students causing trouble..."

"What trouble is more important than the honor of the school?" The head of student affairs was extremely frustrated and after shouting a few times, perhaps his throat couldn’t take the yelling, he lowered his voice a bit, "Haven’t I told you all, this time the school is taking the competition very seriously. At this critical moment, these students should be focused on nothing but their studies!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Old Wu quickly agreed and turned around gesturing with his hand at Xie Ying’an and the others, "You guys should hurry back to the classroom to do your homework, didn’t you hear the director’s words?!"

Qingran was pulled by Xie Ying’an and began walking out, but she casually noticed Teacher Liu’s extremely unpleasant facial expression.

Such matters as fighting, if not handled today, mean that if Xie Ying’an makes it to the final round of the competition, even if she reports it, the school will certainly deal with it lightly, and may even blame her for being unreasonable.

The four of them walked toward the classroom together, Xie Ying’an and Qingran in front, Wen Shiyi and Liang Fan following behind.

Crossing the corridor, they reached Class 2 first, Xie Ying’an deliberately slowed down his pace, pulling on Qingran. As Liang Fan passed by, Xie Ying’an suddenly whispered, "This isn’t over..."

Liang Fan turned around somewhat surprised looking at Xie Ying’an.

The young man was also looking back at him, a malicious smile playing at the corner of his mouth, a fleeting expression that quickly vanished as he turned his usual demeanor back to the girl by his side.