“Oh~ Then that’s fine~”
Lin Qingya felt especially cheerful inside when she heard that Cheng Minghao acted to protect her.
A smile appeared on her face as well.
And her small, delicate left hand kept gently swinging their ‘boyfriend’s’ right hand.
“Eh~ Wait,”
Lin Qingya suddenly asked in confusion, looking at Cheng Minghao, and continued questioning:
“You kicked the English teacher away just now. How are you so strong? Why didn’t I know?”
“Oh~ About that~”
Cheng Minghao recalled and said: “It’s just because I worked part-time. I did all sorts of things.”
“Sometimes the Martial Arts School lacked people or needed a Training Partner to take hits, so I’d do that. If there was work, I did it. If not, I found something else.”
Cheng Minghao explained, continuing:
“Then, over time, watching, practicing, learning more, collecting the Hundred Schools of Thought—well, it’s just all sorts of mixed martial arts from different styles, and then……”
“Then you just picked it up?!”
Lin Qingya asked happily.
“Yeah, more or less!”
Cheng Minghao smiled and used his left hand to ruffle Lin Qingya’s hair, messing up and smoothing her bangs.
“Hate you~!”
Lin Qingya complained, feeling wronged, and reached up to smooth her own hair.
But even as she grumbled, her cheeks wore a smile.
Her tone carried a bit of tsundere and sweetness, with a hint of couple-like interaction.
“Haha~”
Cheng Minghao just laughed lightly, ignoring Lin Qingya’s ‘angry’ stomping, and continued holding her hand as they walked through the school building.
When they returned to the classroom.
Cheng Minghao and Lin Qingya were surprised to find that self-study had started, but neither the teacher nor the homeroom teacher were present.
At that moment, the Class President called out:
“Cheng Minghao! The homeroom teacher wants you to go see him after you come back.”
“Oh, got it, thanks.”
Cheng Minghao thanked politely.
A girl looked worried: “He won’t get scolded, will he?”
“He hit a teacher. He’ll probably get punished.”
“So pitiful.”
“It’s all Lin Qingya’s fault!”
“But I’m so jealous of Lin Qingya. Having a boyfriend with max boyfriend power is just awesome!”
“Wake up, your drool’s dripping. The boyfriend isn’t yours. Only dreaming and rolling on the bed is yours!”
“Looking for death!”
“Hahaha!”
Amidst the classmates’ worries and teasing.
Cheng Minghao turned to Lin Qingya, scratched his head, and said:
“You go to your seat. I’ll go find the homeroom teacher.”
“Mm.”
Lin Qingya nodded, then shook her head: “No!”
Lin Qingya spoke seriously:
“You hit the English teacher to protect me. So I need to testify. I have to go with you to help. Any danger or trouble, we should face it together. Isn’t that right?”
“Is that so?”
Cheng Minghao suddenly questioned, the corner of his mouth lifting with a hint of suppressed excitement.
It was the kind of happiness where you want to laugh but can’t.
“Of course!”
Lin Qingya said directly, then grabbed Cheng Minghao’s right hand and pulled him out of the classroom.
“Let’s go! Face it together!”
She said, dragging Cheng Minghao away from the door frame.
When Lin Qingya and Cheng Minghao’s figures completely disappeared—
Suddenly, a girl began to chat idly:
“I suddenly feel like I was wrong. Even though it’s Lin Qingya’s fault, she seems worth it.Look, she faces danger and trouble together. It’s so touching. It really feels like love!”
“Yeah, yeah, I’m so jealous! I really hope they can always be together. Becoming Cheng Minghao’s girlfriend…you’re not worthy.”
“Yeah, yeah, I’m not worthy. Wait, why am I not worthy?”
The girl who spoke first froze.
Then laughter and giggles filled the classroom again.
—
Homeroom teacher’s office.
“Reporting in!”
Cheng Minghao entered the office with Lin Qingya.
Compared to Cheng Minghao’s straightforwardness, Lin Qingya said she wanted to face things together, but once at the office door, she shrank behind Cheng Minghao.
“Mm, you’re here?”
The homeroom teacher nodded, then, getting frustrated, raised a finger.
He glanced at Cheng Minghao and Lin Qingya, especially their joined, intertwined, and huddled hands.
Even though the two were clearly dating and holding hands, the homeroom teacher couldn’t do anything about it.
Facing the situation, the homeroom teacher only said: “Look at you. Look at all the trouble you’ve caused!”
“Skipping class, talking back, hitting a teacher—you’ve got guts!”
The homeroom teacher was furious, even sitting back in his chair in anger.
Then he grabbed his thermos, took a huge gulp of Goji Berry-infused warm water.
When the office quieted, Cheng Minghao explained helplessly:
“He was going to hit Qingya. I had no choice.”
“He was going to hit Qingya, and you had no choice?!”
The homeroom teacher shouted.
“Then if I wanted to hit her, would you hit me too?”
“Mm!”
Cheng Minghao nodded seriously on instinct.
But soon…
“Cough!”
Cheng Minghao added,
“That depends on the situation…”
Before he finished, the homeroom teacher heard that Cheng Minghao would really hit him?
Thinking of the English teacher being kicked away, he nearly exploded with anger!
The homeroom teacher hurriedly interrupted: “Call your Parent here. I can’t teach you anymore.”
“Parent? Can’t find them, can’t call them over.”
Cheng Minghao answered honestly.
“Can’t find? Can’t call over?!”
The homeroom teacher was dumbfounded and asked: “Don’t tell me you were born from a crack in a rock…”
Regaining his senses, the homeroom teacher said:
“Sorry, I got emotional. I forgot your situation. Let’s just discuss this matter.”
The homeroom teacher coughed and spoke again:
“Your Teacher Chen (English teacher) wanted to have you both punished for truancy and fighting. He said he’d report it to the School Leadership.”
“I convinced Teacher Chen to let it go, saying that waiting with the students missing would lower his dignity, so I sent him back.”
“After all, he started it, and the School Leadership knows his issues. He’d have a hard time explaining himself.”
“But your truancy and fighting are real…”
Before the homeroom teacher could finish,
Cheng Minghao interrupted:
“I’m the one who hit him, not us.”
“Yes, yes, you’re the one who hit him, not your little girlfriend. Fine?”
The homeroom teacher gave up.
All for his little girlfriend, he’d even threaten to hit the homeroom teacher and couldn’t even bring in a Parent.
This is just too much.
Helpless.
The ultimate move of calling the Parent is useless.
Strictly speaking, the student isn’t at fault; it’s the teacher’s personal issue—bringing private problems to work.
So directly expelling them wouldn’t be right, nor would it be fair.
Expulsion is hard, and the Parent can’t be called.
Saying more is pointless.
If he hit Lin Qingya, Cheng Minghao would hit him too?
You’re really something.
The homeroom teacher couldn’t help but say: “I hope you two are still this loving when you graduate high school and university.”
Then the homeroom teacher added:
“Let’s discuss the facts.”
“First, truancy!”
Before he could finish—
“Teacher!”
Lin Qingya called out weakly from behind Cheng Minghao.
She peeked out and explained:
“You said there’s a reason for everything. You’re a teacher; you can’t teach us to regret.”
“……”
The homeroom teacher was stunned, then let out an exasperated laugh:
“Fine, fine, you little rascal. Then let me teach you what the adult world is and what strategic adjustment means!”
Hearing this, Lin Qingya felt she’d said something wrong.
But she really didn’t want Cheng Minghao to be punished for truancy because of her death. It would make her feel guilty.
She didn’t know how to make it up to Cheng Minghao.
“First, let’s handle Lin Qingya!”
The homeroom teacher began to declare the consequences.