Rebirth: Starting from Saving the Desperate Girl

Chapter 62: When working, you should refer to your position
There are two math classes on Monday morning.

The math teacher is the head teacher of Class 1. It is said that she graduated from a good undergraduate college and is very young. Other male teachers can often be seen courting her in the office.

It could be pouring water or sending flowers.

In short, there are many different rumors.

Chen An has some insights into this.

He looked at the message on his phone screen.

Shu Keqing: Today that guy sent me flowers again, a rose. Does he think this is romantic? I have clearly rejected him.

It’s just that the word “below” has not been coined yet, otherwise Chen An feels that it will be used almost immediately.

He typed a reply.

Invincible Tyrannosaurus Warrior: He just wants your body.

After the message was sent, Chen An waited about two minutes. Just when his patience ran out and he was about to put away his phone, Shu Keqing's message came.

Shu Keqing: Aren’t you greedy?

Tsk, I see you’re getting bolder the more you talk.

Seeing this, Dr. Chen changed his posture for lunch break and adjusted his trajectory.

Type again.

Invincible Tyrannosaurus Warrior: General.

With Qin Shuxue's example, Chen An was very confident in saying this.

After sending the message, he was about to wait for the woman to make a move when he suddenly heard a "bang" from behind.

Chen An put away his phone and looked up.

The noise was so loud, especially during lunch break, that it woke up many people, who also looked towards the source of the sound.

In the last row, on the right side of the classroom, a chair fell to the ground.

Two boys stood up from their seats, glaring at each other with their necks stiffened, and it was unclear what they were arguing about.

Chen An took a look and remembered the name of one of the boys with the flat head.

His name is Zhang Shan, and he is the only student in the class who chose the school by choice.

As for why he remembered it, it was because he was the one who liked to take the lead in calling Li Qingyue "fat pig" and he also enjoyed teasing other classmates.

It's just that he is tall and strong, and a little fierce, so no one wants to mess with him.

Chen An also had some impression of the boy who had quarreled with him. The two of them were usually close friends and called each other brothers. He was basically involved in everything Zhang Shan did.

So now this is…

Dog eat dog?
Chen An withdrew his gaze. He had no interest in this kind of love-hate relationship between dogs.

Most of the time, they quarreled over some inexplicable trivial matter.

Even dogs would shake their heads when seeing this so-called brotherhood.

He turned around and noticed that his deskmate was also woken up by the noise. He did not sleep on the table, but stared at the corner. A certain excitement flashed across his chubby face.

He even waved his fist secretly.

That little fist looks white and tender. Who do you want to hit?
Chen An was too tired to complain.

Perhaps noticing his gaze, Li Qingyue's face slightly turned red. She hid her fists behind her back and explained in a low voice, "Those are two bad guys. It's best to let them fight."

There was a hint of anticipation in the voice.

Chen An glanced at her, somewhat surprised.

"I thought you were the type who would keep silent even when being bullied, but it turns out you know what's going on?"

Li Qingyue pouted when she heard that.

What do you mean?
Does she look silly?
She quietly moved the bench, moved closer to Chen An, and whispered, "It's not that I'm silent, it's because the more I show that I care, the more they will go too far."

The girl seemed to be experienced in this.

Chen An was stunned. He had overlooked this point.

Previously I thought that Li Qingyue just endured it silently and didn't fight back, but now that I think about it, it's possible that things would develop as she said.

If you treat every taunt as nothing, over time the other party will not get a response and will naturally lose interest.

Just as I was thinking about it, the girl in front of me's eyes lit up, and she suddenly became excited. She took out her little fist and started gesturing again.

The noise coming from the back row was getting louder and louder, with occasional insults mixed in.

"Fuck your mother! Don't think I'm really afraid of you!" "Fuck your ancestors!"

They started by verbally attacking each other, and then I don't know who started the physical fight first, but they started pushing and shoving each other, their footsteps were chaotic, and they knocked over tables and chairs, making a lot of noise.

Accompanied by screams of surprise, this time the fight really started. Zhou Yutong, who was originally watching, gritted her teeth and hurried over.

The girl was so anxious that she was running around, trying to reach out to stop the fight.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting, the teacher will be here soon!"

However, how could he listen when he was so angry? Zhang Shan turned his head and glared at the squad leader fiercely, cursing:

"You're still here, calling your mother. Believe it or not, I'm going to beat you up too!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Xing stood up and shouted at him, "Zhang Shan, how dare you talk like that!"

Zhang Shan was stunned, as if he didn't expect that someone would dare to speak out.

He was one of the older students in the class, ate well, and was 1.7 meters tall. He could crush everyone just by standing there, not to mention that he was a bit fat and strong.

He didn't bother arguing with the boy next to him, and walked straight towards Huang Xing with a grin on his face.

The look was so oppressive that it frightened the latter so much that he fell back onto his seat.

Zhou Yutong pulled twice but it didn't move. She stomped her feet in anger and quickly turned around and ran to the office.

She had encountered this kind of person in the fifth and sixth grades of elementary school. He was used to bullying others in class and could only be subdued by the teacher.

Junior high school is the grade where fights happen most frequently, and even a good school like Qing City No. 1 Middle School is no exception.

Every year, several people are expelled for fighting.

Zhang Shan walked forward step by step, noticing that everyone in the class was looking at him, and he felt more and more elated.

As he passed the third row, he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye and the corners of his mouth suddenly widened.

"Fat...pig."

After he finished speaking, seeing that Li Qingyue had the nerve to glare at him, he also became bolder and reached out to grab the girl.

He has done a lot of this kind of thing.

It's just a pinch. Even if the teacher catches me, the worst that can happen is that I have to apologize.

As he was thinking this, he suddenly felt someone grabbing his wrist.

I lowered my head and met a pair of dark eyes.

The boy frowned slightly.

Zhang Shan knew the boy. He was the discipline committee member who always slept the latest during lunch break and never cared about discipline.

The main reason is that Shu Keqing yells every day, so it’s hard not to recognize her.

"Fuck, you... ah!"

He grinned, mouthing every word.

But when the last word was uttered, it suddenly turned into an extremely shrill scream.

Chen An loosened his hand and instead grabbed Zhang Shan by the collar.

A few years passed, exercising day and night.

Although he has not done any special training, his strength is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

He stood up and held down Zhang Shan’s distorted head.

The latter struggled desperately, veins popping out on his forehead and his eyes widened.

Chen An did not do anything else unnecessary. He just grabbed his neck and pressed him against the desk.

An indescribable feeling of suffocation enveloped his entire body. His face began to turn red and swell, and the sounds coming out of his mouth also changed from yelling and cursing at the beginning to meaningless whimpers.

The classroom was silent and the air seemed stagnant.

When Zhou Yutong and Shu Keqing rushed into the classroom, this was the scene they saw.

The boy's expression was as calm as water.

It is in stark contrast to the other face whose facial features are distorted, swollen and deformed.

Shu Keqing's pupils dilated instantly and she shouted out almost subconsciously.

"Chen An, let go!"

The young man heard the noise, turned his head, frowned slightly, and corrected:
"Teacher Shu, when you are working, you should refer to your position."

(End of this chapter)