My sister never calls me brother.

evening.

Zhou Han and Miyazaki Airi were eating.

Miyazaki Airi held her bowl and chopsticks without moving, staring expressionlessly at Zhou Han, who was stuffing food into his mouth.

Zhou Han paused for a moment when she noticed the gaze, then looked at Miyazaki Airi across from her. Her cheeks were puffed up from stuffing too much food, and she was moving her mouth like a hamster.

He mumbled incoherently, saying, "%￥#@￥&*#..."

Airi Miyazaki was exasperated and said irritably, "Can you swallow your words before you talk to me? Don't you have any manners?"

Zhou Han frowned, swallowed, and said, "Why aren't you eating? Don't you have an appetite?"

“No…” Miyazaki Airi said.

"If you don't like it..." Zhou Han unceremoniously pulled all the dishes in front of her and said, "Give it all to me, I won't be polite, haha..."

"You!" Miyazaki Airi's face darkened, and she wanted to reprimand Zhou Han.

Zhou Han looked up, her mind full of questions. Why did Miyazaki Airi seem so strange today?

"I'm telling you..." Miyazaki Airi put down her chopsticks and said somewhat angrily, "Why did you make a bet with Teacher Dong today?"

"I have no choice. If I don't do this, do you think she'll let me go?" Zhou Han said seriously. "This is a delaying tactic. Do you understand what a delaying tactic is?"

“Okay…” Miyazaki Airi nodded helplessly and continued to ask, “Even if the methods you mentioned are feasible, do you have the specific implementation measures?”

Zhou Han glanced at Miyazaki Airi, thought for a moment, bit her chopsticks, and then continued to stare blankly at her.

"So you didn't even come up with a solution!" Miyazaki Airi was a little exasperated and exasperated with this idiot. Without coming up with a concrete solution, she made a pledge to Teacher Dong.

"Ah... whatever..." Zhou Han frowned, waved his hand, and said, "There's always a way out, and there's always a new path after the darkest hour." There will definitely be a solution eventually...

"Where do you get your confidence from?!" Miyazaki Airi looked at him incredulously.

"Tsk!" Zhou Han clicked her tongue and put down her chopsticks, saying, "Now is the time for me to be more confident. Do I have to keep sighing and looking gloomy?"

“Shouldn’t you be worried about this situation?” Airi Miyazaki retorted.

“What’s the point of worrying? It’s a complete waste of time,” Zhou Han said with a shrug.

"You know it's a waste of time, why don't you think of a solution? Do you really want to leave the club?" Miyazaki Airi was a little angry. She felt that Zhou Han had no ambition.

“I need to eat dinner too. People need to eat, otherwise they will get hungry if they skip a meal…” Zhou Han picked up her bowl and chopsticks again and said, “Besides, when you’re hungry, you only think about eating, and you don’t have time to think of other things.”

Airi Miyazaki covered her face, sighed, and thought, "Oh my god! Someone please save this idiot..."

late at night--

Zhou Han lay motionless on the bed, seemingly asleep.

However, the next second, he suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling.

“This is completely impossible…” Zhou Han muttered to herself, “I can’t think of a solution at all, and… I’m hungry again…”

Elizabeth flew out of the phone and asked, "What's wrong? You look preoccupied."

"Regarding the agreement with Teacher Dong, I have absolutely no idea how to do it in order to change everyone's impression of me and repair my current terrible interpersonal relationships," Zhou Han said.

"This matter..." Elizabeth fluttered her golden cicada wings, floating in mid-air. She stroked her chin and thought for a while, then said, "Should we ask someone else for advice, like... Lin Nianwei? I have a feeling she might have a solution."

“Her…” Zhou Han hesitated, frowning, and said, “I don’t really want to ask her for help.”

"Why?" Miyazaki Airi asked.

"Well... for various reasons, I don't want to bow down to her, it would be too embarrassing..." Zhou Han scratched his head in distress.

"What time is it? Why are you still worrying about saving face?" Elizabeth said, annoyed.

"It's not... a matter of saving face." Zhou Han waved her hand, somewhat impatiently, "Anyway, I don't want to beg her."

“You’re so stubborn…” Elizabeth complained, “Are you too embarrassed to ask Lin Nianwei?”

“A little…” Zhou Han answered sincerely, then continued, “Mainly because Lin Nianwei is very rational. She has no reason to help me. If I asked and got turned away, that would be… too embarrassing…”

“Is that so…” Elizabeth felt that Zhou Han’s words made some sense, because even if Lin Nianwei wanted to help Zhou Han, she still needed a reasonable reason to convince herself.

Without a suitable reason, the chances of being turned away are too high.

The reason for giving Lin Nianwei all her support simply because she likes Zhou Han is too far-fetched and insufficient.

"Let me think about it..." Elizabeth looked up and began to ponder.

Zhou Han also pondered this, but what he was really thinking about was... whether there was anything left in the refrigerator. He remembered that Miyazaki had bought pudding a few days ago and it was still in the fridge. Should he sneak some and eat it...?

"Oh!" Elizabeth exclaimed, her eyes lighting up like tiny lightbulbs. "I've got an idea!"

"So fast!" Zhou Han exclaimed in surprise. "Tell me quickly."

"Most people on the internet believe that people who help others have more friends, and I think many people agree with this view. It's absolutely right!" Elizabeth gave a bright thumbs up.

"Is that really true?" Zhou Han asked doubtfully.

“I think if you become more helpful, it will definitely improve your interpersonal relationships and change people’s impression of you.” Elizabeth paused and continued, “because no one will refuse someone who extends kindness.”

“That makes some sense…” Zhou Han nodded in agreement.

"Just help out whenever your classmates are in trouble. Also, change your attitude and be more proactive. Over time, you'll definitely change everyone's impression of you!" Elizabeth said with a smile.

"Not bad, not bad! Hmm!? Wait a minute!" Zhou Han seemed to have noticed something and asked, "Accumulated over time!? It will take a long time?"

“Of course! Impressions are formed over a long period of time,” Elizabeth said matter-of-factly.

Zhou Han's face fell. The hope she had finally seen vanished in an instant, and her mood plummeted.

"Oh my god!" Zhou Han covered her face, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"What's wrong? Is my idea not good?" Elizabeth was completely confused. She thought her idea was great. Most people online thought so, and the data made it very convincing.

“It’s nothing, it’s not that it can’t be done, your idea is very good, it’s just…” Zhou Han hesitated.

"Don't leave things unsaid! It's really upsetting! I can't read minds..." Elizabeth said, arms crossed, somewhat annoyed.

Zhou Han didn't want to answer because he only now realized that he had cut off his only hope.

He thought to himself—

Why should I put on airs in front of Teacher Dong?

Chapter 82 Facing the Classmates

The semester has ended.

Zhou Han returned to school, but after a night of thinking, he still couldn't come up with a good solution.

Therefore, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and proceed with Elizabeth's suggestion.

There were four students chatting and laughing with each other at the door of Class 3, Grade 2.

Zhou Han mentally recalled the key points: be willing to help others, change her previous attitude, and be more proactive.

After thinking it over, Zhou Han decided to go up and say hello. But to be honest, this behavior was really not suitable for him. It put a lot of pressure on him, and he hadn't taken the initiative to communicate with people for a long time.

Zhou Han licked his lips, swallowed, and walked up like a robot, his movements extremely stiff. At this moment, he was... extremely nervous.

"The weather is nice today..." Zhou Han said stiffly as she leaned in to make a casual remark.

The two boys who were talking glanced at Zhou Han, exchanged a look, and walked away without saying a word.

Zhou Han scratched his head, his mind full of questions, wondering if he had said something wrong.

He turned to the other two classmates and said, "Good morning..."

The other two students exchanged a glance, turned and walked away, muttering, "Are you crazy?"

Zhou Han raised an eyebrow, angrily raising her fist, wanting to beat the two people up, but immediately realized that she could no longer use violence, so she silently lowered her fist, sulking.

"Who's crazy?! You're the crazy ones!" Zhou Han cursed inwardly.

Zhou Hanxin was very unsettled. He was puzzled. He had already been both proactive and humble, so why was no one paying attention to him?

He glanced at the mirror of the fire hydrant next to him, saw his reflection, and wondered if his expression was too stiff. Would smiling make it better?

Zhou Han looked in the mirror, pulled the corners of her mouth with her hand, and made a smiling face.

Like a madman, he practiced in front of the mirror for a while, and only felt relieved when he thought it was almost done.

At this moment, a girl came out carrying a basin of water. She looked like she was on duty and was going to pour water.

Zhou Han's eyes turned serious, sensing an opportunity had arrived. She kept repeating to herself, "Helping others is a joy, helping others is a joy..."

"Let me help you, ha... ha..." Zhou Han said to the girl carrying the water basin, revealing what he thought was a "kind" smile.

"Whoa—!" The girl was startled when Zhou Han suddenly came up and spoke, and almost overturned the basin of water in her hand.

Zhou Han's forced smile, coupled with his dead fish eyes, was rather frightening, making him look like a highway robber.

Zhou Han's face darkened, and she wondered to herself, "Ugh! Why does it look like I've seen something disgusting? Am I that disgusting?"

"Are you crazy?!" the girl complained, then quickly picked up the basin of water and left.

Zhou Han stared in the direction the girl had left, standing alone in the cold wind, bewildered and disoriented, her mind a jumbled mess—

What happened? I followed the plan exactly! Why is the result different from what I expected?

Helpless, Zhou Han could only shake his head and walk into Class 3, Grade 2. Although he was somewhat frustrated, he had not given up.

When Zhou Han entered the classroom, she felt that the classroom was rather deserted today, with many people busy with their own things.

Moreover, Gu Bai doesn't seem to be in the class anymore, and the large group of people who used to gather together is gone.

Wang Qianqian and Feng Jiarui were chatting.

Although Feng Jiarui seemed very enthusiastic, Wang Qianqian appeared preoccupied and responded coldly.

When the two saw Zhou Han walk in, their expressions turned grim, and they glared at him angrily.

Zhou Han felt a strange pressure.

This pressure wasn't just from Wang Qianqian and Feng Jiarui, but from the entire class watching Zhou Han return from her suspension.

In an instant, Zhou Han recalled the cold looks he had received from everyone, and he subconsciously felt a sense of fear and an urge to go home.

Upon his return from school, he became the target of everyone's hatred, and the hatred directed at him was even greater than before.

Zhou Han's mind went blank. He didn't know how to respond. He completely forgot everything about helping others and changing his previous attitude.

"Get out of the way! Don't block the way!" A female voice rang out behind Zhou Han.