The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 127 My sister is currently guilty?

Director Wang took a list out of his bag and handed it to Zhang Muchen.

"This is the list of students who participated in the New Year's Eve party, and the names and contact information of their parents are listed below."

Zhang Muchen glanced down and noticed that in addition to the student information, there was a column asking whether parents should be invited.

"Students performing on stage at the New Year's Eve party can invite their parents to watch. If the parents are willing to come, please register them," Director Wang said.

Zhang Muchen nodded: "Okay, thank you, Brother Wang."

Director Wang patted him on the shoulder: "Recently, the new homeroom teacher mentioned you to me, saying that you've become more and more attentive in class. Many teachers have also noticed it."

"What? You've become more interested in learning now that you have a new teacher?"

"No." Zhang Muchen leaned back lazily in his chair. "It's because Sister Yang taught me so badly that she held me back."

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Director Wang coughed twice, then changed the subject: "By the way, the school is planning to hold some English-related activities recently. Do you have any good ideas?"

"An activity?" Zhang Muchen stroked his chin. "How about organizing students to watch English movies together during evening self-study? They can learn English and relax at the same time."

"Good idea, it's educational and entertaining."

He patted Zhang Muchen on the shoulder: "Okay, I'll talk to the English teachers in each class later."

After saying that, Director Wang turned and left the classroom.

After seeing Director Wang off, Zhang Muchen looked down at the list in his hand, flipped through it casually, and then slammed it on the table.

He picked up a pen first, filled in his information neatly, and then pushed the list onto Chu Jiuli's desk: "Fill this out, deskmate."

Chu Jiuli's fingers tightened slightly as her gaze fell on the paper.

She didn't want to write.

My father works in another city and is reluctant to spend money on travel expenses, so he only comes back once in a long while.

Even if I write it down, my father won't come back.

“You can write it down if the parents can’t come. At worst, you can just say they had something to do and couldn’t come.” Zhang Muchen noticed her hesitation.

He paused, then smiled casually: "Go ahead and write it, it won't hurt."

Chu Jiuli's fingertips gently caressed the paper, her eyes flickering slightly.

She hesitated for a moment, but finally picked up the pen and neatly wrote down her father's name and contact information.

Her handwriting was as neat as ever, just like her personality: restrained, calm, and without a trace of unnecessary emotion.

After filling it out, she lowered her eyelashes and silently put the pen back in her pencil case.

Zhang Muchen glanced at the information she filled out.

[Father, Chu Jie, 178********]

He looked away and gently slipped the list into the book.

In class, the math teacher began the lesson.

Ring ring ring.

The bell rang on time.

After writing down the last formula in his notebook, Zhang Muchen casually tapped his pen on the table and stretched slightly.

Wang Shishi followed suit. But she stretched even more, leaning back in her chair and resting her entire body on his desk.

Zhang Muchen reached out and blocked her head from turning back.

"Hey buddy, let's go eat." Wang Shishi sat up straight, turned her head and giggled.

Chu Jiuli tidied up her books, then looked up at the two of them.

She usually eats with Wang Shishi. Now, Wang Shishi always invites Zhang Muchen along, so the mealtime group has suddenly become three people.

Zhang Muchen turned his head slightly to look at the two girls, and scratched his cheek with his fingertip.

Tsk.

My social circle seems to be slowly changing.

Before, I would go out to eat with Master and the others after class, but now I go with Wang Shishi and Chu Jiuli, and occasionally Chu Youting will join us.

He silently stroked his chin.

No, there's too much yin energy around me lately, I need to find some brothers to balance it out.

"I'll eat with the advisor and the others. You two can go by yourselves."

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Wang Shishi stared at him strangely: "Dude, the advisor has been on sick leave for three days and hasn't come in, didn't you notice?"

"...?"

Zhang Muchen was stunned for a moment, then quickly looked up at the advisor's seat.

No one is empty.

He was silent for two seconds.

Holy crap, how long has it been since I paid attention to the advisor?
"Let's go, let's go, you've already left the advisor's circle."

Wang Shishi stood up and casually grabbed Zhang Muchen's arm. Zhang Muchen clicked his tongue and stood up somewhat helplessly. Chu Jiuli silently followed.

After walking a few steps, she suddenly asked softly, "By the way, what's the advisor's name?"

Chu Jiuli never really had a good impression of guys she wasn't familiar with.

"Forest"

Zhang Muchen instinctively opened his mouth, but stopped abruptly after uttering just one surname.

Holy crap, what was the advisor's name again?

They call me "Master" all the time, but I can't even remember my real name.
I only remember that his surname was Lin, but what came after that?

Zhang Muchen stammered, "Linlin... uh."

Wang Shishi watched from the side, trying not to laugh.

"Dude, you can't even remember Lin Wentao's name, and you still have the nerve to call yourself a good brother?"

"Oh, right! Lin Wentao, the advisor's name is Lin Wentao."

Chu Jiuli asked doubtfully, "Is it possible for friends to forget each other's names?"

"That's normal. It's normal to forget someone's real name after using so many code names," Zhang Muchen explained.

"I don't believe it." Wang Shishi narrowed her eyes. "What's my name?"

"Wang Shishi," Zhang Muchen said casually.

"What's her name?" Wang Shishi asked, pointing at Chu Jiuli.

"Chu Jiuli."

Zhang Muchen tilted his head: "I don't use code names for either of you."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Wang Shishi stared at him with her eyes crinkled: "You call me 'bro' every day, and 'Jiuli's deskmate.' These are just nicknames. We remember them clearly, so why can't you remember 'Master's' nickname?"

Zhang Muchen replied matter-of-factly, "That means you appear in my life too frequently, always in front of me, I can't forget you even if I wanted to."

"No." Wang Shishi shook her index finger. "It means you value romance over friendship."

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Wang Shishi, with a mischievous grin, hooked her arm around Chu Jiuli's: "Jiuli, say a few words too."

Chu Jiuli, who had been silently watching the show, suddenly found herself being called upon and slightly raised her eyes.

She first looked at Zhang Muchen, then at Wang Shishi, and finally spoke softly—

"I'm hungry."

snort~
Zhang Muchen was taken aback, then couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Alright, I'll treat you to dinner," Zhang Muchen said.

Wang Shishi happily pulled Chu Jiuli along, saying, "Come on, Jiuli, let's treat our buddies to a meal."

"I want shredded pork with garlic sauce over rice, and two crispy sausages."

"Jiuli, what do you want to eat?"

Chu Jiuli said calmly, "Rice and vegetables."

Wang Shishi was displeased upon hearing this and pouted, "Jiuli, I already said it's my treat, so I have to rip him off. How can you be so frugal?"

"How about this, my friend treats me to fruit after the meal too. I want to eat papaya with Jiuli."

Zhang Muchen raised an eyebrow, his gaze involuntarily sweeping towards her chest.

You really should eat more, otherwise you'll be born with one less position.

Wang Shishi caught Zhang Muchen's scrutinizing gaze and turned to hide behind Chu Jiuli.

"Hey buddy, if you're so tough, try staring at Jiu Li."

Wang Shishi gave Chu Jiuli a gentle push, sending her forward.

Chu Jiuli was already quite weak from her recent illness. The sudden push made her lose her balance, and she stumbled straight into Zhang Muchen's arms.

Zhang Muchen instinctively reached out to support her, feeling the girl's warmth in his arms.

Just then, several girls who happened to be passing by saw this scene and immediately became excited.

"Hey, they're hugging!"

"Wow, look!"

"Youting, look!"

Chu Youting was called out from the crowd.

She subconsciously looked up at her sister, who was being held in Zhang Muchen's arms.

"elder sister."

Chu Youting stared wide-eyed in a daze.

(End of this chapter)