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“Teacher, I understand now.

From now on, I will co to class every day and study hard, making up for the lessons I missed earlier.

I believe that with my relentless efforts, I can definitely beco soone who contributes to our country just like you,” Song Yun said with fervent determination.

Upon hearing this, Wang Xuewei’s face suddenly turned red.

She smiled at Song Yun and said, “Since that’s the case, you should study hard.

I’m also your teacher, and you can ask

anyti if you have any questions.”

“Really, teacher?” Song Yun took a step forward and said excitedly, “You are truly wonderful, teacher.

I never thought I could find such a warm and sunny teacher even in my miserable fate.”

Song Yun hugged Wang Xuewei tightly.

At that mont, Wang Xuewei felt too embarrassed to push Song Yun away and could only helplessly shake her head.

After all, how could she be harsh to this child who had such a pitiful background, growing up without parents by his side?

It must be hard, right?

Suddenly, her maternal instincts overflowing, she gently touched the back of his head and said tenderly, “Keep it up in the future, and don’t let the old man’s expectations for you fall through.”

Right then, Song Yun felt triumphant inside.

He hadn’t expected he actually had a talent for storytelling.

Maybe he should follow suit like those artistic youths online and write a book incorporating his real life?

If that was the case, he might as well call it “My Stunning Tender Wife.” Just listen to how that title grabs attention—a youthful and provocative book supplented by his writing style; this book was bound to be a hit.

Just as Song Yun was drooling over the thought of having countless female fans, Wang Xuewei let go of him, saying, “You can go back to class now.

Rember, keep pushing yourself.”

Song Yun nodded and said, “Teacher, I absolutely won’t let you down.

I’ll go ahead now; you rest here.”

Song Yun gently closed the door and took a deep breath, muttering, “I’ve finally gotten through this with my clever wit; otherwise, I couldn’t stand this beautiful teacher keeping throwing obstacles my way.”

With this thought, Song Yun’s spirits lifted, and he bounced towards the classroom.

As soon as he got inside, the class leader approached him with concern and asked, “What did the teacher say?”

“The teacher said I should study well and always aim high, striving to do things that benefit the country, society, and the entire human race,” Song Yun said with an upright posture and shalessly.

“Cut it out; the teacher definitely wouldn’t have said that,” the class leader said disdainfully.

“And what about those scratch marks on your face?

Don’t tell

you got into a fight with the teacher?”

Seeing the shocked expression on her face with a hand over her mouth, Song Yun waved his hand and said, “How could I possibly do such a disrespectful thing to a teacher?

I just accidentally stepped on a stray cat’s tail when I was going downstairs, so that beast jumped up and scratched .”

“Oh, we do have quite a few stray cats and dogs that sneak into Sunnan University,” the class leader said kindly.

“I advise you to visit the infirmary later, just in case of rabies.”

“Thanks for your kindness,” Song Yun said, then walked towards Li Yueyue and another person, covering the scratches on his face.

“Wow, Song Yun actually ca back?” Li Yueyue said, laughing with her hand over her mouth.

“Who scratched your face?”

“It was a stray cat,” Song Yun replied, knowing he couldn’t hide it any longer, and let go of his hand that was covering the wound.

“That scratch doesn’t look like it was made by a feline at all; it looks more like it was scratched by a woman’s fingernails,” Li Yueyue leaned in, looked closely, and said.

“Don’t try to fool us with your little tricks; you were definitely scratched by a woman.

Co on, tell us, were you asking that girl for her phone number again?”

“Do I, Brother Song Yun, look like the kind of person who has no sha?

I ca to university to study hard; how could I possibly ask for a girl’s phone number?

Besides, I have a bunch of beauties around , elevating my aesthetic appreciation to a level where I pay no attention to anyone else,” Song Yun said.

“Who scratched your face though?” Liu Ran teased Song Yun.

“I told you, it was a stray cat.”

“Bullshit, does your stray cat also apply nail polish?” Li Yueyue widened her eyes, giving him an incredulous look.

“You don’t have to tell us, it’s no big deal.

Eventually, we’ll see who wore nail polish today.”

Song Yun turned on his phone’s selfie mode and indeed found a hint of red nail polish on the wound on his face, although it was barely noticeable near the injury.

He truly didn’t expect Li Yueyue’s perceptiveness to be so strong.

“Cough, cough, never mind, the teacher is coming to start the class.

By the way, isn’t there a sports eting coming up soon?

I heard we’re going to have a break for a few days,” Song Yun coughed twice and changed the subject.

“It’s just for a few days, and after training, we still have to attend classes,” Li Yueyue saw the teacher arriving and indeed didn’t stir trouble, just snorted coldly and turned her head to listen to the class.

Song Yun looked towards Liu Ran, who shrugged slightly and whispered, “Brother Song, if you really asked a beauty for her number, just say it.

We’ll understand.”

“I really didn’t…”

“Would that student please stop talking.” The teacher had already begun calling roll on the podium, and Song Yun could only shrug his shoulders in a helpless gesture.

This class was geography, and Song Yun yawned and listened for a while before climbing onto the desk and falling asleep.

The teacher’s monotonous and stiff delivery perfectly fit the stereotype of an old pedant.

After a nap, Liu Ran woke Song Yun up, and he opened his bleary eyes and asked, “Is the class over?”

“No, the teacher wants you to stand up and answer a question.”

Song Yun, aware of his capabilities in geography, wasn’t about to be stumped by a simple question, so he stood up with a proud deanor that made many girls in the class dazzle with admiration.

“Pfft, there goes Song Yun showing off again,” Li Yueyue scoffed.

“Keep it low-key; Brother is really aweso, but I just haven’t shown it off in front of you guys,” Song Yun chuckled.

“This student, please answer the math problem on the blackboard.

Of course, you can also choose to co up and solve it then explain it,” a female teacher adjusted her black-frad glasses on the bridge of her nose.

“Math…” Song Yun internally panicked.

This was supposed to be a geography class; how did it suddenly change to math?

The confusion on his face was evident, defying the supposed format.

“Um…

teacher, I don’t know this,” Song Yun had always been a good kid—if he knew, he said he knew; if he didn’t, he admitted it straight away, never dragging it out and shortening his classmates’ learning ti.

“Since you don’t know it, why do you sound so righteous?” the teacher said angrily.

“Just stand at your desk this period, and let that female student beside you co up and solve it.”