Having been given a second chance at life, who would still want to pursue her?

After school in the afternoon.

Inside the classroom of Senior Three (3) Class.

Two people remained to eat and wash up.

Chen Jianji yawned as he looked at Zhang Xinyi, who was practicing her facial expression control.

"Young Miss, no offense, but is this really necessary?"

"Just collect the homework, don't feel pressured. Why do you need to practice this kind of thing?"

"You can collect homework with any expression!"

Zhang Xinyi paused.

Her expression suddenly tensed up.

She was in Haicheng and served as a class leader when she first entered high school.

But every time I have to collect or send homework or communicate with others, I always have a cold face.

Over time, this leads to alienation.

I no longer want to be one.

But she didn't want to tell Chen Jianji about it.

It just happened out of the blue.

"That won't work. Collecting homework will lead to some students trying to bargain, and we'll also have to manage discipline!"

Chen Jianji immediately covered his forehead.

"So how do you practice this?"

Upon hearing this...

Zhang Xinyi looked at him with a stern face, a cold smile playing on her lips.

"You're asking me?"

Chen Jianji was stunned for a moment.

"What else can we do?"

Zhang Xinyi narrowed her eyes slightly.

"I asked Jiaqi and Shuxian about it during my break this morning."

"Back in the first year of high school, you encouraged Lin Qingxue to become the class monitor, and you gave her a lot of extra help and special training."

Chen Jianji's expression suddenly froze.

"without..."

He was just about to speak.

Zhang Xinyi interrupted.

"Don't try to deny it. They all say they've run into it many times. Do you still want to deny it?"

Chen Jianji was momentarily speechless.

It seems...it seems like there is such a thing?

However, this is not the only foolish thing he has done; there are countless examples of it.

He genuinely doesn't remember much.

Since there are witnesses, it's hard to deny it.

"Oh, I see."

When Zhang Xinyi saw him admit it, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Fortunately, Chan Kin-kei has a thick skin.

He spread his hands.

"Alright then, I'll give you some special training. I'll be the student, and you can be the teacher. How about we give it a try?"

"Come here and collect my homework."

"snort!"

Zhang Xinyi glared at him. Then she got up and slowly walked over from the other side of the corridor.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

She slammed her hand on the table.

"Student, homework!"

Chen Jianji didn't even look up.

"It's not finished yet, wait a little longer!"

"Hey, get a notebook and copy this!"

"Why are you rushing me? Can't you see I'm working on it?"

...

Chen Jianji rattled off a whole bunch of things in one go.

Zhang Xinyi was completely stunned.

But after realizing it...

"Chan Kin-kei!"

Zhang Xinyi's face was full of anger.

Bang!Bang!

She took the book and slapped it hard against Chen Jianji.

"You bastard! Does anyone act like you?!"

Chen Jianji said helplessly while blocking the way.

"It's true, I've experienced it myself."

"Still lying!"

Zhang Xinyi slapped it hard again.

"You're not even a class monitor, have you ever collected homework? And you've only encountered this once?"

Upon hearing this...

Chen Jianji was taken aback, and some fragments of memory flashed through his mind.

But he quickly overlooked it.

He raised his hand to block the book Zhang Xinyi was about to slap again, and smiled.

"Alright, I'll go with you to collect it tomorrow, then you won't be scared, okay?"

"I'm not scared!"

Zhang Xinyi protested loudly.

He was about to take a picture of the book, but then he put it away.

She sat back down in her seat and asked again after a while.

"What about discipline? I don't know how to enforce it."

"Discipline..."

Chen Jianji had a headache, not because of Zhang Xinyi, but because...

"Young lady, could we make a deal?"

"you say."

"Can we stop mentioning Lin Qingxue from now on? Every time I think of him, it reminds me of bad things and gives me a headache."

"Tch! Remembering how you used to go out of your way to be nice to people?"

"Now you realize it's bad? Why didn't you think of that sooner?"

Zhang Xinyi glanced at him, and seeing his frustrated yet sincere expression, she reluctantly said something.

"Alright, then tell me how you manage discipline first."

"make a deal!"

Chen Jianji then perked up and pondered.

"We actually have classes during the day, but the main issue is discipline during evening self-study."

"For example, after taking a headcount of the number of people staying in the dormitory, see who is absent from evening self-study. If someone wants to leave during evening self-study, you should ask them to register and request leave with the reason noted."

"Most people are perceptive and will tell you when they leave, but there are also those who are not so perceptive and need you to remind them."

"Okay, let's say it's evening self-study time now, and you need to leave suddenly, I'll demonstrate."

"Cough cough..."

Chen Jianji stood up, stepped forward, and sat down in the seat next to the podium.

Here, you can see all the students below at a glance.

Now, there is no one else in the class except Zhang Xinyi, who has a youthful face and always deliberately wears a sour expression.

In a short time.

Chan Kin-kei was both helpless and amused.

He never imagined that he was almost thirty years old.

He would even conduct such childish role-playing instruction with a girl in this high school classroom.

Only a hotheaded idiot in high school would do something like that.

Chen Jianji laughed mindlessly for a while, then his face gradually stiffened.

and many more.

Did he just curse himself?

Before he could think further...

Zhang Xinyi had a stern face and walked forward hurriedly without saying a word.

Just as I was about to step outside.

"Xinyi."

Chen Jianji called out, his voice sounding somewhat strange, and his brows furrowed.

This scene feels strangely familiar.

It seems he trained that person in the same way.

next second.

Chen Jianji looked up and saw a figure standing at the door.

The sunlight streaming in from outside shone down on her.

She slowly turned around.

The sunlight was a bit too bright, blurring her face slightly.

......

Evening self-study class.

Chen Jianji was sitting in his seat, working on a problem.

He sensed a burning gaze fixed on him.

I looked up.

Zhang Xinyi had a stern face, but her expression was subtly tense.

Clearly, she was a little nervous and unaccustomed to sitting next to the podium for the first time.

"Squad leader, I need to use the restroom."

A classmate raised their hand and quietly called out to the stage.

Zhang Xinyi turned around and nodded quickly.

Seeing her two-faced appearance, Chen Jianji couldn't help but tease her.

"Squad leader, I have some snacks here, are you hungry?"

Zhang Xinyi glared at him immediately, her voice cold and extremely harsh.

"Study on your own, and stop talking nonsense!"

"receive!"

Chen Jianji responded, subtly establishing a sense of authority for her.

And just then...

Lin Qingxue, who was quietly doing her exercises in her seat, picked up a test paper and stood up.

He walked straight ahead with a calm expression, almost expressionless.

Until they were about to cross the podium.

suddenly.

A pair of pale white hands reached out and stopped her.

Lin Qingxue stopped and turned around expressionlessly.

But their eyes met a pair of smiling eyes.

"Qingxue, my classmate."

Zhang Xinyi held a form between her fingers, her voice calm and composed.

"Where are you going? Please register first."

......