Redemption from the Abyss: The School Beauty Insists on Pulling Me Out of the Mire

The next morning.

Xie Wang, carrying his schoolbag on one shoulder, walked into the classroom as the morning reading bell rang.

He threw his schoolbag on the table and subconsciously reached out to pull out the chair for the student in front of him.

The hand was halfway out, then hung suspended in mid-air.

The seats in front were all empty.

"Tsk."

Xie Wang withdrew his hand and gave a self-deprecating smile.

The withdrawal symptoms had already started less than ten hours after they separated.

"Good morning, Brother Wang."

With a steamed bun in his mouth, Shen Hao asked indistinctly:

"How is Su Shen? Has her fever gone down?"

Xu Youlin also turned around, looking concerned.

"The fever has subsided."

Xie Wang took out an English book from his schoolbag:

"She's being cared for at home. The Empress Dowager... cough, her mother is taking care of her there. She probably won't be able to come for another couple of days."

"That's good." Shen Hao breathed a sigh of relief. "You have no idea, yesterday Old Li was worried that our class's top student had damaged his brain."

"vulgar."

Lu Yi peeked out slowly:

"You only care about grades, but you don't appreciate the beauty of this 'absence.' Xie Wang, look at these empty tables and chairs, doesn't it evoke a sense of sorrow, like 'the faces of loved ones are nowhere to be found'?"

Xie Wang: "..."

He casually picked up a book and slammed it on Lu Yi's table:

"Shut up, or I'll throw you out."

……

The first lesson was in English.

Today, we are going to learn about... Romance and Drama.

Miss Chen stood on the podium, her eyes scanning the entire class with excitement:

"Since we're talking about drama, how can we not mention Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet? Come on, we need two students to role-play this classic balcony confession scene."

The entire class immediately lowered their heads.

Whoever goes up there will die.

Miss Chen's gaze swept around the classroom and landed on the back row.

"Xie Wang."

Teacher Chen called roll and said with a smile:

"Romeo is all I want, come on."

Xie Wang sighed, resignedly picked up the book, and stood up.

"And what about Juliet...?"

Miss Chen's gaze naturally fell on the seat in front of Xie Wang, then she paused for a moment:

"Oh, Su Qinghe has taken leave."

However, Teacher Chen's gaze shifted.

"Lu Yi!"

Miss Chen's eyes lit up:

"Since you're sitting nearby, why don't you come over? I've heard you're very fond of literature; you must be quite familiar with Shakespeare!"

Lu Yi: "..."

He tried to struggle:

"Teacher, I think... my soul is too dark for Juliet."

"No problem! Art has no boundaries!" Teacher Chen waved his hand and exclaimed, "Start!"

then.

The most bizarre scene ever occurred in the history of Class 1, Grade 12 at Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School.

Xie Wang stood in the aisle with one hand in his pocket:

"But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun."

(Shh! What's that light shining from that window over there? That's the east, and Juliet is the sun.)

He read it with deep emotion, his eyes fixed on...

Looking at Lu Yi, who was standing next to the chair with a blank expression like a zombie.

Lu Yi took a deep breath, thinking that since he couldn't escape it, he would destroy it through art.

He began in a somber, almost deathly tone, as if reciting a eulogy:

"O Romeo, Romeo... wherefore art thou Romeo..."

(Ah... Romeo, Romeo... why are you Romeo...)

That tone was like a female ghost demanding a life.

"puff--!!"

Shen Hao burst out laughing.

The whole class was trying so hard not to laugh that their shoulders were shaking.

Miss Chen was also a little confused: "Lu Yi, emotions! Emotions! Juliet is passionate!"

Lu Yi pushed up his glasses and looked at the teacher with a serious expression:

"Teacher, this is my style."

After saying that, he turned to look at Xie Wang:

"Deny thy father and refuse thy name..."

(Deny your father, abandon your name...)

Xie Wang noticed the veins throbbing on his forehead.

The story of "When the School Bully Meets the Poet from the Underworld" finally came to an end when the school bell rang.

Xie Wang sat back down, feeling as if he had exhausted half a lifetime's worth of self-cultivation.

He secretly took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Su Qinghe:

[X: It's a pity you're not here. Otherwise, you would have seen how that lunatic Lu Yi portrayed Juliet as Sadako.]

[X: I miss you, Teacher Su.]

……

Just then, the front door of the classroom was pushed open.

Old Li walked in with a smile, still holding that thermos in his hand.

"Please be quiet for a moment, I'll just take up two minutes of your time."

The previously noisy classroom gradually quieted down.

Old Li walked up to the podium, cleared his throat, and held up two fingers:

"Two things to announce."

"First of all, although we are in our final year of high school, the school has said that we should focus on holistic education and a balance between work and rest. Therefore, the senior students will not be absent from this year's New Year's Eve party! Each class will put on at least one performance, with the arts and culture representative taking the lead."

"Wow--!!!"

The audience erupted in cheers.

"The second thing..."

Old Li paused, a shrewd smile appearing on his face, and picked up his thermos to take a sip of water:

"Based on our mock exam results and my observations over the past half semester, I've decided to rearrange the seating."