Zhao ii quickly understood and helped to get a leave from the teacher, accompanying her to the toilet.
Xu Xu didn’t tag along. When Zhao ii was talking with the female classmate earlier, he overheard and figured out what was happening, so he didn’t approach.
The female classmate walked with her arm linked with Zhao ii’s, chatting as they walked.
The female classmate turned her head and said, "ii, thank you."
Zhao ii laughed, "No worries, no need to be polite with ."
The two entered the teaching building and had just turned onto the second-floor stairs when Zhao ii’s phone vibrated with a text ssage.
Shi Yang: Call after class.
Seeing this, Zhao ii chuckled and said to the female classmate, "Hey, you go to the toilet, I’ll make a call."
The female classmate kindly reminded her, "Be careful, don’t let the teacher see."
Zhao ii nodded, "Alright, I’ll be at the corner. Once you’re done, just co find ."
Zhao ii hid in the corner of the corridor to make the call.
The phone barely rang twice before it was picked up.
Zhao ii smiled sweetly and called out, "Brother."
Shi Yang sounded puzzled, "Did your class end so soon?"
Zhao ii: "No, it’s PE class, I’m accompanying a classmate to the toilet."
Shi Yang casually asked, "Who is it? Needs company to the toilet?"
Zhao ii wasn’t comfortable saying directly, so she dodged the question and quickly asked, "Brother, when will you be back?"
Shi Yang chuckled, "The task is done, I’m planning to buy sothing before heading back, should be ho by tonight."
Zhao ii was about to respond happily when she was startled by a pat on the back of her head. Turning around, she saw Zhang Zhao’s teasing grin.
Zhao ii glared, "What’s wrong with you?!"
Zhang Zhao snapped his fingers at her, "Oh, sothing wrong, got any cure?"
Shi Yang: "Hello? ii?"
Zhao ii bared her teeth at Zhang Zhao and quickly responded to the phone, "Brother."
Shi Yang: "What happened?"
Zhang Zhao walked past her with his long legs, seemingly heading to the toilet. As they brushed past each other, he ruffled her hair.
Zhao ii tried to kick him but missed.
Zhang Zhao dodged nimbly and shot her a cheeky look.
Zhao ii rolled her eyes at him, "It’s nothing, my classmate is just joking around with , I..."
She was still speaking when she heard the sound of urgent running footsteps and soone yelling, "There’s a fight! Class monitor!"
Holding her phone, Zhao ii peeked around the corner and saw her female classmate run over in panic from the corridor ahead, shouting all the way.
Zhang Zhao was the first to encounter the female classmate and asked, "What’s going on?"
The female classmate, out of breath, said, "There’s a fight in the toilet!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhao turned and ran.
Zhao ii couldn’t continue the conversation and quickly said into the phone, "Brother, sothing’s up, I’ll check it out, talk later!"
"Hello?! Hello?? ii!"
Beep beep beep...
Shi Yang, who had been lazily leaning out of the car window from the passenger seat, smoking and calling, jerked upright, startled by the news from Zhao ii. In his haste, he bumped his head on the window.
"Ouch! Damn!" Shi Yang rubbed his head.
The middle-aged man in the driver’s seat chuckled, "What’s up?"
Shi Yang, while redialing the number, said anxiously, "My sister suddenly hung up on , sounds like sothing’s wrong over there."
The phone rang for a while but no one picked up, which made Shi Yang even more worried.
The middle-aged man reassured him, "Don’t worry too much, your sister is at school, nothing serious can happen, perhaps it’s just a fight between classmates. Maybe you should have soone from your family check it out?"
Shi Yang, frazzled by concern, cald down a bit upon hearing this, thinking that things might not be as serious as he imagined, and Zhao ii’s tone on the phone suggested she was just going to check out the commotion.
He continued dialing Zhao ii. This ti it barely rang before it was answered, prompting him to quickly call out, "Hello? ii!!"
A cacophony erupted from the phone, with swearing, crashes, splashes, unfamiliar won’s screams, and n’s angry shouts. Finally, he heard Zhao ii’s furious growl, "Let go! I told you to let go!"
Upon hearing Zhao ii’s outcry, sothing snapped in Shi Yang’s mind. He shouted frantically, "ii! Zhao ii!"
The middle-aged man also realized sothing was wrong and quickly asked, "What’s happening? Is it serious? You’d better call Chaozi to check it out fast."
Shi Yang was truly panicked and almost reflexively called Qu Chaozong.
The phone rang for a long ti before it was picked up, Qu Chaozong’s lazy voice greeted him, "Crap! You actually called, I..."
Shi Yang interrupted urgently, "Chaozi, go to ii’s school right now, sothing seems wrong! Please go check it out!"
Qu Chaozong didn’t wait for a repeat, reassuringly said, "Got it! I’ll head there now! Hanging up!"
Qu Chaozong jumped up from his computer desk, his face still puffy and with bloodshot eyes from a hangover. His chin was covered with stubbly facial hair.
He rubbed his face, grabbed his car keys and phone, and said to the others, "I’m heading out for a bit, call if anything cos up!"
In the office of the Discipline Office, the head of discipline glared at the Class Six teacher, "We must contact the parents! This is too outrageous! Robbing at school! It’s simply too excessive! Is this what our students should be doing?"
The Class Six teacher quickly reported, "I’ve already called, the parents are on their way to school!"
The head of discipline turned to look at Robber Hao, "And your class, even if you’re being courageous, you can’t just hit people! Especially when it’s a male student! You need to be more mindful of your actions!"
Several students stood with their heads hanging in front of the desk.
Zhao ii and a female classmate stood together, unhard, as they were just helping break up the fight.
Two female classmates from Class Six stood together. One was tall and skinny, with a bandaged forehead and visible slap marks on her face. Her school uniform zipper was torn, and she was crying her eyes out. Beside her stood a chubby and burly girl, in a similar disheveled state, battered and bruised, with her head lowered, sobbing.
The male student who had attacked others, Zhang Zhao, leaned against the wall. His tall figure cast a shadow, his long legs casually crossed. His face was expressionless, eyes black and intense as he stared absentmindedly at the objects on the desk.
The only one seated was a slender girl, whose uniform was soaked and dirty with footprints, her hair disheveled, hanging down. She leaned forward, her back slightly hunched as viewed from the side.
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