Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

He Ziyu returned to Class 7 as if nothing had happened. As soon as he sat down, he started laughing with his shoulders shaking.

At the same time, the school bell rang.

Liu Wen's shouting and cursing continued in the corridor:

"Liu Wen, Yang Wei, what are you two doing?"

"???"

Liu Wen rolled up his sleeves, ready to punch Yang Wei, but Yang Wei dodged, and the punch landed squarely on Tang Yuan'er's left cheekbone, causing a wail to echo down the corridor.

Now, the students in Class 7 lost all interest in class and were all leaning against the door and window frames to watch the show.

He Ziyu squeezed in as well, leaping onto the table like a little monkey to get the best view.

Tangyuan was furious after being punched for no reason. She covered her face with her left hand and grabbed Liu Wen's ear with her right hand, kicking him in the buttocks repeatedly.

"Tangyuan...no, Director Tang, please spare me! QAQ"

The students watching were amused by Liu Wen's cowardly appearance, especially a few who were easily amused and couldn't stop laughing. In addition, some more rational students took out their phones and started recording.

In their attempts to find the right angle, the students holding their phones pushed and shoved each other, and one of them accidentally bumped into the table under He Ziyu's feet.

He Ziyu lost his balance and swayed twice. Just as he was wondering whether he should move to a safer position, a pair of warm hands suddenly supported his waist.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Chengyu's voice came from behind: "I'm holding you, you won't fall."

He Ziyu blushed and clung to the window frame with both hands. "It's okay, Brother Yu, I can stand firm."

Jiang Chengyu seemed not to hear what he said, and instead held him even tighter.

He Ziyu was originally watching the show intently, but Jiang Chengyu's support sent his thoughts flying to the Pacific Ocean. Fortunately, the class was in a mess at the moment, and no one noticed their little interaction.

...except for Jingran.

Jingran sensed something was off about the two of them as soon as they returned from the convenience store. Now, seeing Jiang Chengyu with both hands on He Ziyu's waist, she couldn't help but think they looked like Jack and Rose from Titanic.

Jingran sat halfway down on the desk, pinching her chin with her long, slender fingers, her expression thoughtful.

Uncle Jiang would surely kill him, wouldn't he?

"Go back to your seats, everyone! Didn't you hear the bell ring for class?"

He used a hoarse, raspy voice to shoo people back.

He Ziyu leaped off the desk and, with lightning speed, dragged Jiang Chengyu back to his seat, where they sat up straight.

Jiang Chengyu: "..."

As his name suggests, he often hurls insults with eloquence, and coupled with his shrill, hoarse voice, it's even more terrifying than Tang Sanzang reciting the Tightening-Headband Mantra.

He Ziyu remembered that in his previous life he had angered Lu Chengzhang and was dragged to the office for an hour of ideological education. After that, his head was buzzing all day and he couldn't sleep soundly when he got home.

Therefore, today, he needs to take precautions to prevent problems from arising.

Lu Chengzhang stood on the podium, thick gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose. After looking around, he slammed his pointer twice on the desk: "Who are the class monitor and vice-monitor of Class Seven?"

Amidst sympathetic gazes, He Ziyu and Jiang Chengyu both stood up.

Lu Chengzhang glared at the two of them and immediately launched into a tirade: "Can't you manage the mess in the class? What kind of class officers are you?"

Having spent a lifetime together, He Ziyu knew that Lu Chengzhang was more responsive to gentle persuasion than force, so he took the initiative to admit his mistake: "Teacher, I'm sorry. This is my first time being the vice class monitor. I will try my best to adapt in the future."

"This is your first time, so what about the person behind you?" Lu Chengzhang pushed up his glasses. "The student council president, Jiang Chengyu, right?"

"I specifically pulled your test paper back from the top and took a look. Every question perfectly avoided the correct answer. It doesn't seem like a mistake, but rather like it was done on purpose."

"Could it be that there's a girl you like in this class, which is why you deliberately chose this school?"