School Hunk or Childhood Sweetheart?-Chapter 434 - 435: Do you like him?

Sheng Ye discovered that the new student was especially talkative.

Always chirping in his ear.

Like a sparrow!

Even if he ignored him, the other could keep talking on his own for a long time.

Tang An’an thought he was really too quiet, and that this would make him friendless, so she had to help him.

So as soon as class ended, she would run to his side and talk to him.

"Tang An’an, why do you only talk to Sheng Ye and not us?"

"Yeah, Tang An’an, do you like him?"

"..."

The world of children is pure and innocent, thinking that being close to someone means you like them.

Even though they’re still just kids, they’ve learned to tease.

Among them, the most enthusiastic was the little fat boy who sat at the same desk as Tang An’an.

Seeing her always running to talk to Sheng Yan and ignoring him, he teamed up with other kids to make fun of her.

"I just like talking to Sheng Ye, what’s it to you?" Tang An’an would always retort with hands on her hips.

Feeling neglected and indignant, the little fat boy decided to teach her a lesson and somehow found a nest of ants during the break.

"Hehe..."

The little fat boy snickered, and as he was about to throw the ants into her cup while she was away, he suddenly heard a voice: "What are you doing?"

The little fat boy looked up and saw it was Sheng Ye, gave him a defiant stare, and didn’t forget to threaten him, "Don’t tell anyone."

Just as Sheng Ye was about to speak, the other party lunged at him to cover his mouth, but tripped over a chair in his haste, falling face down, creating an intimate encounter with the floor.

The other party only felt a warmth in his nose.

Two streams of nosebleed slowly flowed down.

The little fat boy wiped his nose, saw the blood on the back of his hand, and suddenly cried out "Wah—" as his cry echoed through the classroom.

While crying, he said, "I’m bleeding, am I going to die soon?"

Sheng Ting stated with a stern little face, pausing between each word, "Yes, you’re about to die."

The little fat boy cried even harder.

Shen Weiyi had never been the most outstanding student, nor had she ever caused Shen Juanzhi any worry from childhood.

As a good student, she never expected to be called in for a parent-teacher meeting.

In the office, an old man over fifty frowned at Shen Weiyi and said, "I really can’t teach your child anymore. She sleeps in class and back talks, shows no respect for the teacher, bullies other students in the classroom, totally unruly. I hope you parents take her home and discipline her properly."

"Teacher, it’s indeed wrong for the child to sleep in class; rest assured, I will certainly discipline her properly when we get back. As for bullying classmates and disrespecting the teacher, I think there must be some misunderstanding." She knew her child well; the kid might be a bit haughty but would never intentionally oppose the teacher, let alone bully classmates.

"Hmph! I’ve seen many such children, relying on their bit of cleverness to not listen in class, not taking teachers seriously at all. It’s still early, so there’s time to correct this. If it becomes a habit, it’ll be a headache for you parents," the teacher clearly didn’t take Shen Weiyi’s words seriously.

It was probably also because of Sheng Ye’s recent behavior that the teacher was very dissatisfied.

"You are right, thank goodness you reminded us, and sorry for the trouble!"

Sheng Ye had just been called to the office, when he heard Shen Weiyi bowing her head and apologizing to the teacher.

The little guy couldn’t help but purse his lips and called out, "Report!"