Oh no! His rural wife is sweeter than a peach!

When Lu Mingshi was praised like that, he immediately became as proud as a peacock.

"I don't need your praise, I know I'm a genius, hahaha..."

The Chinese teacher was surprised that he couldn't even answer such a simple question.

She felt like she had been hit with a thousand blows.

How could you do this?

How could you do this, Lu? This is such a simple question!

Wasn't her question simple enough?

"Ahem, everyone quiet down. Lu, I have one more question for you."

Undeterred, she decided to salvage her reputation as a Chinese language teacher.

"Okay, go ahead and ask."

When the deer cries out, it crosses its arms, looking as if it can answer any question you ask.

"Besides being a poet and writer, what else was Xin Qiji?"

This is simple enough, isn't it?

As soon as the question was asked, all the students' eyes, including the Chinese teacher's, were fixed on him, holding their breath and waiting for his answer.

Ying Sangrou and Jiang Shishi in the front seat turned around attentively.

Ying Sangrou's small, quiet face, no bigger than the palm of her hand, was filled with concern for him.

He should be able to answer that, right?

The classroom was very quiet for a moment.

When the deer cried out, it blinked, as if it had been deep in thought for a while.

Just when everyone thought he would at least get a decent answer, he could probably guess a tiny bit.

Are military strategists and politicians really that difficult?

As a result, Lu Mingshi delivered a thunderous blow to everyone.

"Who is this guy surnamed Xin? I don't know him, how would I know who he is?"

"..."

Quiet.

An eerie silence filled the classroom.

It felt as if countless crows with ellipses were flying over everyone's foreheads.

No, he doesn't even know the famous Xin Jiqi?

Has he ever been to school? Has he ever read books?

Ying Sangrou looked stunned, unable to believe she had said such a thing.

Lu Mingshi noticed her gaze and raised his eyebrows at her with a cool and arrogant expression.

What's wrong? I just don't recognize him.

She couldn't help but chuckle softly.

The Chinese teacher felt a buzzing pain in her head.

Just as she was thinking about how to smooth things over, the timely ringing of the school bell saved her.

"get out of class dismissed."

She called out, grabbed her textbooks, and ran away.

If she stays any longer, she'll develop high blood pressure.

She's so young, she doesn't need to take blood pressure medication every day.

As soon as she left, the classroom became noisy and chaotic, like a vegetable market.

Cheng Ji finally got a chance to mock him.

"Hahaha, blondie, so your head is really that empty, hahaha, like an illiterate person, hahaha..."

The skinny guy and the fat guy were laughing heartily on the side.

"How did he even get into our school? How could the principal accept trash like him...?"

The word "garbage" touched a nerve with Ying Sangrou.

She slowly looked at the three of them, and beneath the girl's pure eyes was her displeasure at the two insulting words.

Due to her personality, she never participates in any topics or discussions about other people; she just listens to things and then lets them go.

But when they said that about Lu Ming... he wasn't trash!

She said those words heavily in her heart.

He might not be a good student, but he's definitely not a bad student.

He saved her; he killed those two thugs for her, carried her on his back, and treated her to grilled sausages.

He's a good person!

Her right hand clenched tightly, her courage swelling as she spoke. Even as the harsh words continued to assault her ears, the introverted Ying Sangrou still managed to speak up for him:

"He's not trash!"

Her soft, feminine voice possessed a strength as solid as steel.

Even the gaze directed at Cheng Ji and the other two became somewhat hardened.

"When the deer cry out, it's not trash!"

She reiterated.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Cheng Ji and the other two were taken aback by her sudden rebuttal.

She's the kind of student who's indifferent to everything.

The scene became somewhat awkward. Cheng Ji, who had led the mockery, looked at her somewhat bewildered and scratched his head.

In fact, Lu Mingshi didn't care about these words. He had heard even more unpleasant ones. He was even prepared to kill these three bastards. But before he could finish speaking, Ying Xiaomei spoke up for him.

He raised his clear, bright eyebrows and smiled smugly.

Good, good, no wonder he treated her to grilled sausage.

He was really touched and decided that once he received the reward, he would treat her to spicy hot pot.

Ying Sangrou reiterated, "Cheng, I hope you won't say such hurtful words again. We're all classmates, aren't we? Can't we get along well?"

This was the first time she had ever spoken such a long sentence as Sang Rou.

In the past, she would only say two or three words at a time.

The fat man subtly took his boss's clothes.

She is the third young lady of the Ying family; we must not offend her.

Cheng gave him a glance.

He knows whether it's good or bad.

He touched his nose, then lowered his usual arrogant attitude. "I'm sorry, classmate Ying, I won't say it again."

Then he looked at Lu Mingshi.

"Lu, I'm so sorry."

After solemnly apologizing, he left with the skinny guy and the fat guy.

Fatty yelled, "Boss, are you just going to apologize like that?"

"……Shut up."

She talks too much.

"Eh..."

Lu Ming brought his thin face close to Ying Sangrou. When she came to her senses, she realized that his thin, pointed face was very close to hers.

She was startled and instinctively shrank back, putting some distance between them. Her panicked eyes lowered, and she asked in a slightly disordered tone:

"What are you doing?"

Lu Ming said with a grin, "Nothing much. I didn't expect you to be so timid yet so sarcastic. I never would have guessed."

A blush instantly spread across Yuan Sangrou's ears.

She twisted her fingers helplessly, not daring to look at him, and stammered, "I, I, I just don't want them to think of you like that. You, you are a good person."

Lu Mingshi suddenly had a bright idea. "Ying, how are your grades?"

what?

Why did he suddenly ask that?

She slowly raised her serene and fair face, gazing at him blankly.

Why did the topic change so quickly?

Lu Mingshi chuckled, "How about you help me get 20 points on next month's monthly exam? I'll treat you to spicy hot pot."

She was even more confused.

She stared at him blankly.

Help him get 20 points on the exam?