A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

The girl didn't cry.

When he came back, he had a smile on his face.

Gu Feng was baffled: Is this girl mentally ill, or does she feel better after being scolded? She's been bullied like this, and she can still laugh?

But when his gaze passed over her and he saw the person following behind her, his expression changed instantly.

This little vixen actually brought reinforcements—and these were the very reinforcements that Gu Feng was terrified of.

Yan Xinyue is a notoriously tough and domineering homeroom teacher.

Seeing the girl walking arrogantly ahead, followed by the beautiful Yan Da with an angry and aggressive expression, Gu Feng immediately wilted.

"Gu Feng, are you trying to get yourself killed?! I just let you come to school, and you're already bullying a new classmate?" Yan Xinyue pointed a finger at him, as if to ask: Do you really not want to stay here anymore?

"But I..." Gu Feng's ears burned, and he stammered as he pointed to the seat Peng Liangpei had sat in.

"What do you mean, 'what do you mean!' This seat was arranged for the new student. Do you have a problem with it?" Yan Xinyue glared at him.

Gu Feng was completely deflated. He dared not object to Yan Xinyue's decision—even if he did, it would be futile.

"I'm asking you a question, do you have any objections or not?" Yan Xinyue snapped.

"Just now... there was a little bit. Now it's gone, not a single bit left," Gu Feng said weakly.

"Gu Feng, listen to me carefully. Today's incident is a lesson. If you don't behave yourself and go to school properly again, I'll skin you alive." Yan Xinyue's face was ashen, her features were out of place, and she stared intently at Gu Feng.

"I understand..." In front of this domineering homeroom teacher, Gu Feng finally lowered his usually arrogant head in frustration.

"Hmph." Yan Xinyue's cold expression vanished, replaced by a kind and gentle smile as she turned to the girl. "Mayunako, you can sit here. From now on, if anyone dares to bully you, just tell the teacher—the teacher will take care of them for you, and teach them a lesson they won't forget."

"Thank you, teacher," Mayunako replied obediently, her voice soft and sweet.

Mayunako?

"You call yourself a 'vegetable girl'? I'll beat you up with a stick later." Gu Feng cursed inwardly, then suddenly realized: So this "vegetable girl" is Peng Liangpei, that exchange student?

But wasn't Ke Liangpei supposed to go to Korea? Why did she bring back a girl from an island nation?

While letting Yan Xinyue continue to scold him, Gu Feng was frantically making up stories about the exchange student's background in his mind.

Yan Xinyue gave Gu Feng a long lecture, leaving him meek and submissive, not daring to even raise his head. Only then did this beautiful teacher, who loved to scold people, leave satisfied.

Then, Mayunako, who looked completely innocent and harmless, sat down casually.

Gu Feng turned his head to look—and sure enough, that vegetable was also looking at him, still with that shy and timid, gentle demeanor.

When her eyes met Gu Feng's, she didn't flinch; instead, she blinked at him.

The meaning was clearly: What? Want to bite me? Come on.

The old official was so angry that his teeth itched, the itch running from his neck all the way down to his navel.

I had a really strong urge to throw caution to the wind and tear her apart.

But in broad daylight, under the clear sky and in full view of everyone—he came from ancient times, not from the time when Pangu created the world.

How could he possibly do something so barbaric, cruel, and uncivilized? If he were to do it, he would do it secretly.

Don't fall into my hands. If you do, you're truly finished.

Gu Feng secretly hardened his heart.

Unfortunately, before he could do anything with the vegetable seed, he ran into trouble himself.

As soon as the bell rang for the third period, Yan Xinyue walked into the classroom carrying a stack of report cards.

With a gloomy expression, he walked to the front of the classroom and slammed the stack of papers on the table—a muffled thud that shook the entire classroom. The whole class jumped in fright and dared not breathe.

Gu Feng sensed something was wrong and, fearing he might be implicated, quickly straightened up his languid posture.

Yan Xinyue's sharp, knife-like gaze slowly swept across the entire room, and she spoke in a deep voice: "Can anyone tell me what class we are?"

"Experimental class..." someone whispered in response.

"Wrong." Yan Xinyue slammed her hand on the table. "It's the elite experimental class."

This time, no one dared to utter a sound.

"What is a top student? A top student is someone who is more outstanding and superior than the average student." Yan Xinyue asked herself and answered, her gaze sweeping coldly down at Gu Feng—but Gu Feng always felt that her gaze was intentionally or unintentionally circling around him, and his heart couldn't help but tighten.

"I used to be so proud of you all. Every student in my class was better than anyone else. But now—I just feel ashamed. I'm embarrassed to tell anyone that I'm the counselor of this class." Yan Xinyue became more and more angry as she spoke, slamming her hand on the podium loudly.

The students below looked at each other, completely baffled as to why she was so angry.

Gu Feng was equally confused—even if it was her period, it shouldn't be like this, right?

"You don't know why I'm angry?" Yan Xinyue picked up the stack of report cards and slapped them with her other hand. "You all see it. All the results of this grade-wide standardized test are here. Everyone's score is here too. But you—what did you all do? Do you even know?"

Most of the students hung their heads. The message couldn't be clearer: smash it all.

"Sixty points is enough? That's what other teachers demand. What I demand of you—do you remember?"

After a long pause, someone whispered, "Ninety points..."

"Ninety points—you still remember that? But what score did you give me this time?" Yan Xinyue slammed the report card on the table in anger. "The average score is only seventy-eight! We can't even beat Class One and Class Three. Those are just regular classes, but we're the top experimental class. I'm already embarrassed by your results, and now I've even lost my bonus… *cough*!"

Now the students finally understood: it didn't matter that they failed the exam, but the homeroom teacher's bonus was gone—if she didn't take it out on them, who else could she take it out on?

"There's something else, even more outrageous. One student in our class actually submitted a blank paper for both English and Latin." Yan Xinyue's face turned red as she said this—it was hard to tell whether it was from anger or from feeling guilty for having forgotten about the bonus earlier.

As soon as Gu Feng heard the words "hand in a blank paper," he started sweating profusely.

"I want to give special praise to one person in this exam." Yan Xinyue's tone softened, then she suddenly called out, "Gu Feng."

"Huh?" Gu Feng was startled, his face turned pale, and he quickly stood up.

"Gu Feng is the only student to get a perfect score in Traditional Chinese Medicine Theory in this grade-level unified exam."

Gu Feng's face showed no joy upon hearing this, but his heart remained uneasy. Amidst the sparse applause, he nervously sat back down.

"In addition, I have to give special criticism to one person in this exam." Yan Xinyue paused, then spoke in a clear voice, "Gu Feng."

Gu Feng, who had just sat down, stood up again, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Tell me, why did you leave out English and Latin?" Yan Xinyue's tone was stern, like a needle pricking her.

Everyone finally realized that the guy who submitted two blank papers was this very person.

"Tell me, why did you hand in a blank paper? Do you know how important English is? You might need it every moment in your future work. Not to mention Latin—how can you write a prescription if you don't know Latin?" Yan Xinyue bombarded her with questions.

"Teacher... I, I really haven't learned this before," Gu Feng stammered.

When Peng Liangpei was around, she only focused on giving him intensive clinical medical knowledge; as for foreign languages, he hadn't even gotten close to them yet.

"This..." Yan Xinyue was speechless for a moment.

This situation was beyond her comprehension: how could someone who knew absolutely no foreign languages ​​be able to get into a top undergraduate class?