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

After taking the exclusive photos, the two were in high spirits and strolled leisurely around the school with their hands behind their backs.

Just as I was about to walk towards the school gate to find something to eat for lunch.

"Hey...you two over there, um...don't step on the grass!"

A male voice suddenly came from around the corner of the teaching building.

The two men paused, their bodies trembling simultaneously.

That voice... why does it sound so familiar?

It's as if it's engraved in the school rules of the primary school!

He turned his head stiffly.

Then I saw an older man walking towards us.

The man was a bit overweight and wore reading glasses.

the most important is--

The top of his head was as shiny as a mirror.

Su Qinghe gasped, exclaiming softly, "Huang...Huang Daxian?"

Teacher Huang obviously saw them too. She squinted and walked over, looking them up and down.

"Oh, from No. 1 High School? Judging by your appearance... you must be a senior now? What brings you back to No. 1 Elementary School on the weekend?"

Xie Wang reacted extremely quickly, immediately adopting the demeanor of a well-behaved student:

"Hello, Teacher Huang! I am Xie Wang from Class 3 of the 2014 cohort, and this is Su Qinghe from Class 4. We're back... to bask in the glory of our alma mater and rediscover the feeling of our childhood."

"From the class of 14?"

Teacher Huang pushed up his glasses, his brows furrowed, as if he were trying hard to search his memory bank:

"Oh—! I remember now! Class 3! The naughtiest class in the whole school! The one that never confiscated three yo-yos, right?

He then pointed to Su Qinghe:

"And you! The girl in Class 4 with the pigtails and the prettiest handwriting on her tests?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Teacher, you have such a good memory!" Su Qinghe was flattered.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Teacher Huang's professional instincts kicked in.

He unscrewed the thermos, took a sip of goji berry water, and casually uttered that death question that terrified all the graduates:

"Speaking of which, how are your grades at No. 1 High School now? The college entrance exam is coming up soon, can you do something to make our school proud?"

This is a classic example of a question that could lead to certain death.

Typically, Chinese students will humbly say "it's okay" or "it's so-so".

But today, Xie Wang has no intention of being modest.

Xie Wang straightened his back, cleared his throat, and spoke calmly:

"Well, Mr. Huang, it's just so-so. After all, there are so many talented people at No. 1 High School."

Teacher Huang nodded, with an "I understand" expression: "That's true, the competition at No. 1 Middle School is fierce, as long as you can keep up, it'll be fine."

"Yes." Xie Wang sighed, pointed to Su Qinghe beside him, and said in an extremely natural tone:

"Well, she's just so-so. She's always at the top of the class. When she makes a mistake, she might get a score of 720, and then she'll go home and cry about not doing well. In the last mock exam, she only beat the second-place student by 20 or 30 points. Really, it's not a big deal."

puff--!

Teacher Huang almost spat out the goji berry water he had just drunk.

The eyes hidden behind the reading glasses widened like saucers: "How...how many? First in the grade?! First in the city-wide exam?!"

Su Qinghe reached out and pinched Xie Wang hard on the lower back, gritting her teeth and warning in a low voice, "Xie Wang! Shut up! It's not that dramatic! When have I ever cried!"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." Xie Wang exaggeratedly dodged while continuing to speak to the dumbfounded Teacher Huang, "Teacher, look, she's still being modest. This is a common problem among academic geniuses; they always feel like they didn't score high enough."

Teacher Huang swallowed hard.

"And what about you?"

Xie Wang touched his nose:

"Me? I'm a bit slow, after all, I don't have a strong foundation."

"Under Teacher Su's two months of rigorous torture, I barely climbed from the bottom of the grade to the top ten."

Xie Wang sighed:

"Don't worry, teacher. I'll try my best to get into the top three in the next mock exam. Although I'm far behind her, I can't let us down, right?"

Xie Wang touched his nose and smiled innocently:

"Me? I'm a bit slow, after all, I don't have a strong foundation."

"But besides academic classes, we also pursue hobbies in our spare time. After all, we can't just study all the time."

"Hobbies?" Teacher Huang asked instinctively, "Basketball? Painting?"

"No, not exactly." Xie Wang waved his hand and pointed at Su Qinghe:

"She likes playing with things like iron balls and circuits. A while ago, she casually won a gold medal in the National High School Physics Competition, I think it was called... National First Prize? Anyway, she got a guaranteed admission to university, but she insisted on taking the college entrance examination to experience life."

Teacher Huang's jaw almost dropped to the ground.

"And what about you?" Teacher Huang's voice trembled.

Xie Wang scratched his head sheepishly:

"As for me, I'm even less worth mentioning. I just like typing some code on the computer and making small programs or something. I was lucky enough to win a gold medal in the National Olympiad in Informatics for Youth a while ago, which was also a national first prize. I could have been admitted to university without taking the entrance exam, but I... wanted to accompany her to experience life."

silence.

Dead silence.

Teacher Huang looked at the two boys and girls in front of her, who were wearing school uniforms and shining in the winter sun.

That's all there is to it?

"Good! Good! Good!"

After a long pause, Teacher Huang was so excited that her face turned red. She said "good" three times in a row, and even wanted to take off her hairpiece on the spot to show her determination.

"I knew it! The feng shui of our school is so auspicious! This place is truly blessed!"

"You two...you've really made something of yourselves! If you get into Tsinghua or Peking University, you absolutely must come back and give a speech to the younger students!"

Watching Huang Daxian's departing figure, Xie Wang leaned close to Su Qinghe's ear:

"How about it, Teacher Su? You've brought honor to your alma mater, haven't you?"

Su Qinghe rolled her eyes at him, her eyes full of amusement:

"Xie Wang, how childish of you! You've completely fooled Teacher Huang!"

Su Qing's tone suddenly became somewhat sentimental:

"However... Xie Wang, you've changed."

"Huh?" Xie Wang turned his head, looking completely bewildered. "You've become more handsome?"

Su Qinghe shook his head, looked into his eyes, and said earnestly:

"You wouldn't have joked like this before."

Xie Wang, who always kept to himself and was cold to everyone, would never joke like this today.

Xie Wang was stunned for a moment.

"That's because of you, Teacher Su."

His voice was low, but every word struck Su Qinghe's heart like a hammer blow:

"You changed me."

……

noon.

In order to carry out Empress Dowager Lin's supreme instructions, the two found a well-established casserole restaurant near the school.

The two ordered a large portion of pork rib and lotus root casserole, and also added a serving of fried bean curd sheets, which Su Qinghe liked.

A steaming hot casserole was brought out, bubbling away and emitting a wonderful aroma.

Xie Wang took Su Qinghe's bowl and ladled a bowl of soup for her.

"Eat it while it's hot. The lotus root here is starchy and especially delicious."

Su Qinghe took a sip of the hot soup and felt his whole body warm up.

After eating and drinking his fill, Xie Wang took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, then pulled out two movie tickets from his pocket and slapped them on the table.

"Let's go." Xie Wang checked the time. "It's 1:30."

Su Qinghe picked up the ticket and looked at it.

Title: The Countryside Corpse.

Time: 13:30

Seating: Rows 7, Seats 13 and 14

"Xie Wang, are you sure you want to watch this, especially a horror movie in the middle of the day?"

Xie Wang coughed lightly:

"Since it's all free, I don't care about wasting it. I'm just being thrifty."