Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Chapter 42: Enemies Meet on a Narrow Road

Teacher Yao Pangpang's real name isn't Yao Pangpang. His given name is Yao Pang. According to him, his father's last name is Yao, and his mother's last name is Pang. He was the fruit of their love, and was named Yao Pang.

Because he was fat and had such a unique name, his classmates nicknamed him Yao Pangpang when he was in school! He didn't think it was an insult and actually liked the name, so he kept it. He always calls himself Yao Pangpang. But he really doesn't like it when students call him Yao Fatty! Absolutely not!

And in her previous life, Shang Qing was definitely someone who would push his limits! Not only did she call him Fatty Yao, but she also insisted on doing whatever he told her not to do!

Shang Qing was dying. She could have offended anyone else, but her homeroom teacher? Look, he seemed to be talking to the students, but in reality, those shrewd little eyes were staring at her.

However, Shang Qing couldn't recall Fatty Yao doing anything bad to her. Did that mean she was actually fine? She was worrying too much. She felt relieved.

But the question is, why does he keep looking at her? Is it because he still thinks I plagiarized that day?

"Okay, I'll give you all another half an hour to reminisce with each other. The grades will be announced and the papers will be discussed in class later! The class monitor, take a few boys with me to get the papers." Fatty Yao left in a hurry with a few students.

Shang Qing's mood, which had been somewhat relaxed, perked up again. He wondered how he'd done on the exam. He wasn't sure if he'd still be at the bottom. That shouldn't be the case. After all, there was only one exam room, and there were only over twenty other great masters who hadn't taken the exam yet.

"I'm a little thirsty." Shang Qing picked up the water cup and planned to get some water. As soon as he went out, he almost bumped into someone.

"It's you? We've been enemies for a long time! Why is he in our class?"

The young man in front of her glared at her, first confused, then full of hatred.

Shang Qing was puzzled. He hadn't bumped into her, and besides, he was the one who almost bumped into her in his haste. Why was he so angry? Eh? No, this guy looks familiar. Hey, it's true that enemies often meet on a narrow road.

This morning, since it was on the way and she didn't want to make her grandma run around, Shang Qing happily took breakfast to deliver to Ji Xun.

It was just past six o'clock, too early, and she didn't want to disturb Ji Xun. She opened the door with her key and walked into the house quietly. She wanted to put the insulated box on the living room table and leave, but as soon as she put it down, she heard a thud and a faint cry.

"Xiao Xun? Xiao Xun! What happened? Did you fall?"

Shang Qing hurried into the dim room and groped for the light switch in the dim light.

Ji Xun was half-lying on the ground, trying to get up, but it was a bit difficult.

Shang Qing hurried forward, skillfully picked him up sideways, and neatly placed him on the bed. She took out a tissue from her school uniform pocket and wiped away the fine beads of sweat on his forehead. She nervously checked to see if he was injured again: "What's wrong? How did you fall? Does it hurt? Where does it hurt?"

"Sister... I'm fine, it doesn't hurt..." Ji Xun's voice was obviously hoarse from just waking up, and he explained a little embarrassedly, "I, I just heard a noise and thought someone came in... I accidentally tripped over the stool... Sister, am I too stupid..."

Seeing Shang Qing's sad, aggrieved and broken face, what else could she do? She covered him with the quilt, patted him, and blamed herself: "Not stupid, not stupid. It's my fault. I didn't tell you in advance. I didn't want to wake you just now. I came to deliver brunch. I wanted to put it down and leave, but I didn't expect to wake you."

"I'm glad you're okay. There are two thermal boxes. The pink one is for the morning, and the blue one is for noon. The blue one is sweet and sour pork, which grandma made last night and reheated this morning. It's absolutely delicious. It's too early now, you need to take care of yourself, go back to sleep, sleep a little longer, I'm going to school first." Shang Qing gave instructions, picked up her schoolbag, and ran out.

Until the door of the courtyard was locked, there was no sound.

Ji Xun, who had been lying obediently in bed, sat up and carefully lifted his pajamas, revealing his bruised calf. He had just been injured, and the chair was very heavy and hard, but he didn't want to worry Shang Qing anymore. When he heard Shang Qing's voice, he hurriedly pulled his trouser leg down to cover it.

Ji Xun had never expected someone to bring him breakfast so early. A happy and warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Shang Qing was running in the alley. Of course she had to run. If she didn't run, she would be late!

Sure enough, she ran to the bus stop and saw the only bus to school, which ran every twenty minutes, swaying and swaying its chubby butt as it drove away, getting farther and farther away. She lamented helplessly.

Seeing a taxi not far away, her eyes sparkled and she ran over as fast as she could.

The moment she reached out to open the car door, she felt a shadow rush in and the door was about to be closed in her hand.

"Driver, let's go!"

"Oh my god!" Shang Qing wanted to curse, but then she looked at the boy in the taxi who was wearing the same school uniform as her and said, "We're from the same school. How about we take this car together?"

"No, I'm not used to being with others! Driver, drive quickly!"

It was really funny. She was the one who saw the taxi first and opened the door first, so why was he so rude to get in? Okay, sure. She had already taken a step back. Knowing that they were both worried about being late for school, they could take the taxi together, but he actually disagreed.

Hehe, I’m sorry!

Shang Qing raised an eyebrow and smiled. Under the boy's astonished gaze, she bent down and reached into the car. She grabbed his wrist with her hand and pulled him out with a strong tug. She threw her schoolbag into the car, closed the door casually, and said to the stunned driver, "Master, Dijing High School!"

"Hey, hey, all right." The driver hadn't expected to see something like this so early in the morning, something straight out of a TV show. Especially the little boy—no, the voice was clearly that of a little girl—how could he be so handsome? To be able to pull such a tall and strong boy out of the car, that strength and dexterity was truly extraordinary. He was thrilled.

The resentment of getting up early in the morning and working so hard to earn money disappeared. He stared at the girl in the rearview mirror with wide eyes and asked excitedly, "Classmate? Have you practiced kung fu?"

"Ah? No." Shang Qing was confused by the question.

The driver looked unconvinced: "That's not the case."

He stepped on the accelerator and sped off towards the school.

Yang Linai was left standing there in a daze. Why was he standing here? Wasn't he sitting in the car? He...

Damn it, that damn kid, don’t let me see you again!

Yang Linai was so angry that he threw his schoolbag to the ground, but he had no choice but to wave and stop a taxi. That's how he was late and was caught by the principal at the door.

I was so unlucky today. I hailed a taxi, and just as I got in, this sissy dragged me down and robbed me. After finally getting a taxi, I arrived at the school gate and was caught in a surprise inspection that never happens in a century!

All of this was caused by this damn sissy! How could he not be angry!