Rebirth: Starting from Saving the Desperate Girl

Chapter 69 Don’t leave after school if you have the guts
The life of young Ah Chen may be ordinary, but it is definitely not peaceful.

For example, right now, not long after school at noon, someone rushed to Chen An's desk impatiently, raised his eyebrows and shouted:

"Don't leave after school this afternoon! I'll be waiting for you at the school gate!"

Zhang Shan's voice was very loud, and he noticed the eyes that were attracted by his shouting.

He couldn't help but straighten his back a little, and a victorious rooster-like smile appeared on his face again.

Having suffered a loss yesterday, he knew very well that Chen An was very strong, so he did not act rashly, but had been enduring until now.

He's not some idiot.

Thinking about how his cousin brought a large group of people to the street last night, Zhang Shan smiled even more.

Can you fight?

Very strong?

You know how to beat the shit out of me!

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly realized that the boy who was drawing had stopped writing and looked up at him.

Those eyes were dark, bright and calm, yet seemed to contain a hint of smile.

"Well, I'm not leaving."

He doesn't speak in a yelling manner like Zhang Shan does, he just speaks normally.

Even because the tone was too calm, it always gave people the illusion that they were not making an appointment to fight, but to have a meal.

For some reason, Zhang Shan felt a little nervous when he met those eyes.

He shrank his neck, but thinking that everyone in the class was watching, he gritted his teeth, uttered something harsh, and hurried out of the classroom.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, you'd better call more people in the afternoon!"

Sitting in his seat, Chen An looked at his back, lowered his head, and continued writing.

Everyone in the class looked over, then quickly looked away, picked up their chopsticks and went to the cafeteria to eat.

Chen An has few friends.

He doesn't live on campus and rarely communicates with others. At most, he makes his presence felt because of Zhang Shan's matter.

But that’s all you can do. Do you expect those classmates who can’t even say a word to help you fight?
On the other hand, it is Tongtong, a classmate who often likes to poke him. Perhaps she has developed some feelings for him and she keeps poking him.

Chen An had no choice but to grab her pen.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Zhou Yutong looked at him and said anxiously, "Don't agree to him!"

"If I don't agree, will he stop bothering me?"

Chen An stood up, crumpled the painting into a ball and threw it into the desk.

He then smiled at the girl and said, "Okay, go eat quickly, everything will be fine."

Such perfunctory words will certainly not work.

Considering herself to be one of his few friends, Zhou Yutong bit the tip of her pen, her eyes moving around, feeling very worried.

How to do?
Zhou Yutong couldn't think of an answer, so she could only rely on her past experience and prepare to go find a teacher.

The title of teacher has a natural sacredness when dealing with conflicts between students.

"You want to go see Teacher Shu?"

Chen An saw through her thoughts and shook his head.

This is indeed a solution, but Chen An obviously has more suitable means now.

It is much better to solve the problem once and for all directly than to wait for Zhang Shan to hide behind and do something bad.

Thinking of this, Chen An sighed inwardly. He still underestimated the extent to which junior high school students cared about their reputation. Even if they had just been taught a lesson, they would be eager to get back at them.

Listen to, 'Don't Leave After School If You Can't.'

What a retro sentence!
Chen An couldn't help but laugh and walked out of the classroom.

Without meeting Li Qingyue, this girl was very active in eating, which saved me some effort, otherwise I would have to explain more.

He turned around, went downstairs and went straight to the cafeteria.

Sometimes I eat at school at noon, sometimes I go out, it all depends on my mood.

The cafeteria of No. 1 Middle School is large, the food tastes good, and the prices are very affordable, much more affordable than eating out. Because of the delay before, when Chen An walked into the cafeteria slowly, there were already long queues at each window.

He reached into his pocket, but found nothing.

…I seem to have forgotten to bring my meal card.

After walking out of the queue, Chen An was about to go out of the school to do something, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

She developed early and has a tall stature. Even though her face looks a little chubby, she is still very conspicuous in the crowd.

So he changed his mind and turned around and walked away.

This is a long table in the corner. There are three girls sitting at it. Chen An thinks they look familiar. They should be from his class.

Except for a girl with long hair who was still concentrating on eating, the other two girls must have noticed him and put down their chopsticks.

One of the short-haired girls nudged her friend next to her with her elbow and whispered, "It's Chen An, your deskmate."

"Well?"

After taking a mouthful of rice, Li Qingyue looked up a little dazedly. Her pink and tender lips were shiny and stained with a grain of rice.

She looked as she was told, and the black pupils reflected the boy's appearance, then dilated slightly and she was stunned.

"Why do I always feel that your eyes seem to be clear but also stupid?"

The boy tapped the stainless steel tabletop with his fingers.

Li Qingyue heard it, puffed up her cheeks and protested softly.

"You are not allowed to talk about me."

After being together for almost a month, their relationship is no longer as unfamiliar as it was at the beginning.

What's more, Li Qingyue would bring him a box of milk every morning.

In Chen An's words, this is "protection money".

"Let me use your meal card."

Chen An was too lazy to be polite with her and just showed his true colors directly.

He stretched out his hand.

Li Qingyue said "oh" and began to search in her school uniform pocket.

She probably touched the wrong pocket at first, so she changed her hand. As a result, when she was about to take it out, the short-haired girl on the other side couldn't bear it anymore and took out her card and handed it to Chen An.

"Here."

"Use mine."

Two meal cards were handed to the boy almost at the same time.

Chen An was stunned for a moment, but still took the one covered with pink stickers.

This is Li Qingyue's. I don't know where she got the stickers from - girls seem to like doing this, whether it's meal cards or textbooks.

Then he smiled at the short-haired girl and said, "Wang Ping, I'll use hers. I usually sit close to her so it's convenient for me to return it to her."

In fact, there was another reason Chen An didn't tell. He remembered that it was this short-haired girl who sneaked away that day, leaving Li Qingyue alone on duty, so the first impression was inevitably not very good.

Wang Ping didn't say anything, just nodded and took the meal card back.

After Chen An walked away and went to get food, another girl who had been silent suddenly spoke.

"Qingyue, he seems to be very familiar with you?"

The girl who was eating silently choked. She raised her head and stammered, "Is it cooked? Is it cooked?"

Wang Ping glanced at her and said, "Don't you know whether you are familiar with her or not?"

"But I think he's pretty handsome..."

Li Qingyue stopped talking and continued to eat in small bites with her head down.

After a while, the boy left and came back.

He sat down next to Li Qingyue and returned her meal card.

Just as the card was handed in the air, a female voice was heard faintly:

"Brother, what are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)