“Get out! Now! Go stand outside the classroom and listen to the lesson!”
The homeroom teacher, furious beyond measure, jabbed her finger fiercely toward the classroom door. Her eyes were wide with rage, as if she wanted to tear Wang Qian apart.
Her dignity as a homeroom teacher was completely shattered today. After this incident, the students in her class would absolutely gossip about it endlessly, morning and night.
“What a joke!”
Before leaving the room, Wang Qian didn’t forget to flip the teacher off with her middle finger.
Right after she stepped out, the other girls who had been bullying Xia Xi stood up one by one, walked up to the podium, and—smack!—gave the homeroom teacher a little mini-facelift with their palms. Then, they strutted out of the classroom with their heads held high.
All in all, the teacher took about five or six slaps here and there. After getting slapped around like that, she lost all desire to teach. She slammed her textbook onto the podium, told the students to study on their own, and stormed off in a huff—probably heading back to the office to secretly shed some tears or go complain to the disciplinary director.
Xia Xi, having enjoyed the show, rested his arm on the desk, pillowed his head on it, faced downward, and closed his eyes, looking like he was about to take a nap.
He didn’t want to sit through class anyway, so chasing off this irresponsible teacher worked out just fine.
Though he did feel a tiny bit sorry for the students who actually wanted to learn…
Ahem… Don’t follow Xia Xi’s example, everyone—he’s a bad seed!
Outside the classroom, in the hallway.
Wang Qian and the group of girls were huddled together mysteriously, whispering about something.
“Did you bring it out?” Wang Qian asked one of the girls.
“Reporting to Big Sis! I brought it!”
Hearing the reply, Wang Qian nodded approvingly.
“Excellent. Now we can properly carry out the task Master gave us.”
The “Master” she referred to was clearly Xia Xi.
As the long-time victim of their bullying, Xia Xi obviously wasn’t going to let them off with just twenty slaps to their own faces.
Wang Qian took the legendary superglue from the girl she’d just asked, and smeared some on her palms, her pant legs, and the right side of her face.
Then, in a rather comical pose, she took a running leap at the wall beside the classroom door, and—thwack!—stuck herself right onto it.
Seeing their leader successfully plastered to the wall, the rest of the girls didn’t waste any time. They hurried over with more glue to help secure her in place.
It took two or three bottles before Wang Qian was firmly stuck to the wall, impossible to peel off. If anyone tried to yank her down by force, the right side of her face would be torn to shreds.
Heh heh, this is what happens when you bully our little Xia Xi!
With their leader punished, the underlings who had followed her orders couldn’t escape either. After getting their boss glued up, Xia Xi commanded them to head to the track and do frog jumps around the field until their bodies gave out completely.
After that kind of intense exercise, these girls would be suffering from lactic acid buildup for the rest of the day—and probably for a good while after. The pain would be absolutely unbearable.
Xia Xi had briefly considered making them do something embarrassing in public to ruin their reputations and dignity. But after thinking it over, that seemed a bit too cruel. Plus, it wouldn’t be good for social morale. Better to let them exercise and experience the “joy” of physical activity.
Hehe, what a kind-hearted kid Xia Xi is! Even after being bullied, he still thinks of others—letting them work out and improve their physical fitness!
“Which class are you from? I don’t recall any class having PE today.”
A grade-level disciplinary director happened to pass by the field and spotted a group of girls with their hands behind their backs, leaping in circles around the track in frog jumps. His brows furrowed deeply.
“Stop jumping! Stop! Come back to the classroom with me!”
The girls said nothing—they just kept on jumping.
“Crazy! Absolutely crazy!”
The disciplinary director wondered if he’d forgotten to check the lunar calendar that morning. How else could he have run into such a bizarre group of students?
He quickly pulled out his phone to look up the student records.
Before long, he found the class information for these girls and called their homeroom teacher.
“Hello? Students from your class are doing frog jumps on the track. They look pale as ghosts and are about to drop dead from exhaustion. Get over here and take them back!”
“Huh? Oh… okay.”
Xia Xi had guessed right—the teacher was indeed in her office crying her eyes out. It was the first time in her teaching career that a student had slapped her, and she was feeling utterly wronged.
As for the students doing frog jumps on the track—she immediately knew it was the same bunch who’d slapped her and run out.
Honestly, she didn’t want to deal with those girls at all. But what could she do? The disciplinary director had already seen them.
By the time she rushed over to the field, several of the girls had already passed out from exhaustion and been carried to the infirmary by the director’s orders.
The ones still hopping around wouldn’t stop no matter how hard anyone tried. They were like wind-up dolls, running on a pre-programmed course.
Helpless, the homeroom teacher and the disciplinary director had no choice but to stand out there under the blazing sun, accompanying the students until they all collapsed half an hour later. Only then could they finally cart them away.
And on top of all that, the teacher got chewed out by the disciplinary director.
But it still wasn’t over. As they walked past the classroom, they caught sight of Wang Qian stuck to the wall, her mouth twisted into an eerie grin, her eyeballs following anyone who passed by. They nearly jumped out of their skins!
The disciplinary director was so startled he even let out an unprofessional curse.
“Look at what you’ve done with your students! Do you even want to keep this job?!”
Humiliated and furious at having lost face, the director naturally took out his anger on the timid, cowering homeroom teacher.
She got an earful, but didn’t dare talk back.
A superior’s rank really does crush you—that’s the way it goes.
After the director’s anger had cooled a bit, they both tried to pry Wang Qian off the wall.
But with the power of the legendary superglue, Wang Qian and that wall had become one. They were invincible!
Ding-ding-ding!
The sharp bell for recess rang out.
Students poured out of the classrooms. The first thing they saw in the hallway was the disciplinary director and the homeroom teacher pressing a student firmly “against” the wall.
“Is… is this the kind of torture teachers use to punish students nowadays…?”
“Torture, my foot! Get over here and help! This student is stuck to the wall!”
Veins bulged on the disciplinary director’s temples. He swore he would make those lunatic students pay for this!!!
As Xia Xi walked out of the classroom, he saw the strange sight—some holding each other’s waists, the director tugging at Wang Qian’s midsection—and couldn’t help but let out a chuckle.
Heh heh~
