Chapter 10: "You apologize to Lu Beihuai."

Once upon a time Song Qie is a very typical uneducated second generation, studying in the first tier of international schools, even if the grades are as bad as mud, but still can not withstand is the son of the school manager's strong background, almost can be said that even if so, still able to enter the world's top 10 colleges and universities according to the plan.

At best, they don't put it in the Cy Young class, so at least they don't suck so much as to get in the way.

But this morning's lesson seemed to make this parallel class boil over, and it was thought that Song Qie had studied in secret, and now that it was about time she finally decided to show her real skills.

In the teacher's office at this time--

"Mr. Zhang, you said Song Qie made this question?"

"Yes, he did it, this competition question just took ten minutes, his thoughts and steps are very standard answers, I can see that the basic skills are very solid." Teacher Zhang said as he opened the sharing system and was about to check this class's last month's grades.

Then he felt the other teachers look at him in silence.

Teacher Zhang noticed the subtle glances and clicked his mouse hand, "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Zhang, we can only give you a small reminder as people who have been there before, to treat this ancestor with the thought of 'respecting the fate of others and letting go of helping others'."

Teacher Zhang heard the teacher next door come over and whisper this reminder to him, he held up his glasses and wondered, "What's wrong with Song Qie? Quite a smart kid."

It's okay to look good, think and react quickly, and it looks like a very solidly grounded pup.

Teachers in the Office: "......"

Well, they used to think so, and in the end none of them felt that the phrase 'Respect the destiny of others, let go of the destiny of the helpers' was suitable to be posted in the classroom of Class M as a motto for every teacher in the class, and that the students of this class didn't need a motto.

The students of class M, with their self-contained learning methods and disciplines, are an existence they cannot interfere with.

Teacher Zhang, not understanding what they were doing, checked the class's grades, and after reading them, his brow furrowed in disbelief as he realized that the class was a mess.

AP course as a five-point test, that is, the total score of each subject is 5 points as a full score, each subject will have 1-5 points corresponding to the score line, the score line will be defined according to the difficulty of the topic, there is no traditional concept of score, not a full score to be able to get 5 points.

It's like being able to get 5 out of 64 on AP Calculus BC.

The first thing he looked at was Song Qie, this guy, who took the subjects needed for TOP universities, but scored 1s in all of them, with actual scores ranging from 0-20 in each subject, and his grades were just so bad that he didn't have an eye for them.

Science, in particular, had the worst grades, including Calculus BC, which was a 1-point mark with a 0 paper score.

"......"

Vocal, was that a ghost that just made the hardest contest question ever?

"Teacher Zhang, come on."

Teacher Zhang felt a tap on his shoulder from the teacher next to him, he looked over and met the other's loving gaze, "?"

Well, it looks like you're leading a crummy class.

AP Class G3-M Class -

The atmosphere in the back of the classroom was very special at this time.

The three-legged F3 rested their heads, all of them were intensely interested in and curious about Song Qie, who was scribbling in the center, as if it was the first time they knew this good friend of theirs, and said that they had a good time swinging, and even began to study secretly.

Now he won't even go out when he's called to go out and play, and it's killing their fun.

Suddenly, Zhou Ming lifted his foot and kicked Lu Beihuai's chair, which rubbed against the ground with a sharp, ear-splitting sound.

"Hey, Lu Beihuai, is your young master secretly studying at home?"

Lu Beihuai was kicked in the chair unexpectedly, the body to one side, just finished the set of questions was so kicked, the pen in the paper surface scratched a, too much force directly was cut.

Seeing the test papers destroyed, his fingers holding the pen clenched suddenly, hardening to the point of translucent white, but silencing his expression.

The only hidden emotions were vaguely felt in the taut jaw.

--Son, we can't compete with these young men, don't mess with them, just bear with them, okay? Dad, please, let's just put up with it, okay?

"Tsk."

The 'tsk' came across as combative.

Song Qie glimpsed Lu Beihuai's test paper was broken, he knew that Lu Beihuai was very serious about the questions and the paper surface was very clean, but it was broken just like that, and he was a bit annoyed for a while.

Seeing that Lu Beihuai was still silent, he took a deep breath and glared at Zhou Ming in stern condemnation:

"You broke his test paper!"

As soon as he said it he regretted it, what a no-no, choking on an argument, shame on him!

The teenager who suddenly dropped his tears slammed the table, his wet dyed angry eyes just glaring, originally after dyeing his hair back it was even more harmless, and now when he cried it was even less lethal, it was called a churlish pity.

Makes it seem like it's simply badass to make him cry.

Seeing Song Qie's behavior, Zhou Ming instantly panicked, where was his arrogance just now, and instantly lowered his proud and self-possessed stature.

He pulled the chair forward and sat down, moving in to coax Song Qie, easing his tone, "Song Song, why are you crying, I didn't mean you."

"Why did you kick Lu Beihuai's chair? Can't you talk properly?" Song Qie forced himself to choke on his words, knowing that he wasn't being argumentative again, but he was doing it to support Lu Beihuai, and tear incontinence was tear incontinence:

"You apologize to Lu Beihuai."

Zhou Ming looked at Song Qie in dismay, "You want me to apologize to Lu Beihuai?"

"Yes, apologize to him." Song Qie inhaled, her expression earnest and serious.

Zhou Ming propped his arms on his thighs, sank his face, frowned and stared at Song Qie, his voice slightly deep, "Song Qie, is your fucking brain really broken by the waves, asking me to apologize to Lu Beihuai? Who am I, who is he."

"You speak so dirty." Song Qie had not been around anyone who spoke in such a vulgar manner, and was so afraid and offended that tear incontinence came, and i man's rare bravery came from every broken pot, and he choked out, "I'm not playing with you anymore."

The expression on his face froze momentarily when he finished speaking.

So that phrase became the shame that he repeated in his head countless times before he went to bed tonight.

It's so tempting to find a hole and go in it right now.

--I'm not playing with you.

That kind of talk is probably for kindergarten.

That's good. This life is supposed to be short. It's okay.

Zhou Ming looked at Song Qie who had a red face and was dropping tears, and was glaring at him in shame and anger, his eyes were originally born beautiful, they had always known that Song Qie was beautiful, but this guy was never a character that would cry, he was a very bossy and capricious master.

At this time so can not help but get goosebumps, but still staring at this look, a little reluctant to let him cry.

I've never seen Song Qie cry before, and it's a very delicate feeling.

If it were usual he would have really laughed, girly and weepy, but today surprisingly he couldn't laugh, and there was a feeling of being afraid of making him cry hand over fist.

It turns out that Song Qie crying is like this, and the way she cries makes you feel like a bully.

Song Qie knows he's in for a social death of his own, which will probably result in a brief period of self-imposed isolation, but he's toughing it out for Lu Beihuai, and looks over to Xie Jingchu and Shen Tingsi next to him.

"You, and you, have to apologize to Lu Beihuai."

Xie Jingchu was like "How did you get shot yourself?": "I didn't make you cry, you scolded Zhou Ming!"

Shen Tingsi shrugged in agreement, "I didn't mess with your dog today."

"No one is allowed to bully him in the future, including me, bullying him is bullying me." Song Qie slightly sidestepped, blocking Lu Beihuai behind her, and looked at him as well, "It's okay to throw a tantrum if your test paper gets spoiled, it's because you don't speak up that you're being bullied."

-Son, if the bag is broken, let it be broken, dad will just mend it for you, don't go against the young master.

--Son, I know you've been wronged, and I'm sorry that I didn't help you, so I'll make up your pants for you, okay?

--Son, Song Qie ruined our clothes again. Hey, forget it. He's the young master. We can only study here if we follow him. We'll surely make a name for ourselves in the future. Just bear with it, okay?

--Son, Song Qie, he's not well, don't make him angry. Look at you, you're so tall, what if you hurt him? Just let him be, okay? If you please him more, he won't be mad at you all the time.

Lu Beihuai's hand trembled slightly as he gripped the pen, his jaw tugging with emotion as he held back the tightening of his jaw.

Ever since he was a child, his father taught him to hold back, to learn to endure, and to put up with it in order to be able to work as a chauffeur in the Song family, in order for him to follow Song Qie and rub up against him until he got his degree.

He naturally knows that such a degree may not be bought by millions of dollars outside. From elementary school to high school, he has followed Song Qie to study in this school, and as long as he finishes his studies carefully, he will have the opportunity to study abroad, and will be able to study in an internationally renowned school, and will be able to get a high amount of scholarships, and his own future may be changed.

But all this comes at a price. He needs to abandon his dignity, put up with all of Song Qie's temper, and turn himself into a dog wagging his tail in front of Song Qie.

He didn't understand why his father wanted him to put up with Song Qie like this, and when he thought of his father's loving face in front of Song Qie, it was clear that he was his son, wasn't it?

--It's okay to throw a tantrum when a test paper gets spoiled, it's just bullying you because you don't talk.

-Bullying him is bullying me.

It's okay to lose your temper?

He turned his eyes sideways and looked at Song Qie, who was blocking his way, and saw his reddened eyes but more serious look, this guy would actually lose his temper with the three of them because of him.

Absolutely not.

Can love be so blinding?

"Lu Beihuai, I'm sorry." Song Qie takes a deep breath and looks over at Lu Beihuai.

Lu Beihuai met these wet eyes, wrinkled his eyebrows, so serious that he was crying, it seems that he really likes him especially.

The mood was suddenly very somber.

The 'I'm sorry' was clear in the classroom.

There were other students in the classroom, all of them were shocked to look here, not realizing that this melon was so clear, and the content was practically 3D surrounded.

Song Qie pointed at Zhou Ming, lifted her chin slightly, and forced her voice to tremble, "Your turn."

Zhou Ming frowned as he stood up and with a push of his chair, he walked out of the classroom with a somber back.

Xie Jingchu, seeing the situation, pulled Zhou Ming: "Zhou Ming, why are you so serious?"

"I'm more serious? Ask yourself who is more serious." Zhou Ming had his hands in his pockets and didn't turn around, his voice was filled with gloomy displeasure: "If you like to play with this lickspittle, you can do it yourself, don't drag me along."

"Who's a lickspittle!" Song Qie couldn't help but pull up her volume when she heard that.

"I am." Lu Beihuai pulled Song Qie's arm, "Young master, don't hurt your relationship for me, I'm not worth it, it's okay."

Song Qie frowned, "You don't have to be a lickspittle."

Lu Beihuai used the back of his hand to wipe away the tears at the corner of Song Qie's eyes, "To be your licking dog."

Song Qie: "......"

What's so great about being a lickspittle with this indisputable shit!