Everyone's been reborn, so who would bother finding a wife on their own?

Chapter 153 You're in a relationship?

Xiao Yunqing already knew when the report card was posted.

He ranked third in the class, and his total score was more than ten points higher than last time.

She squeezed back down the corridor with the little note in her hand, and when she sat down, the corners of her mouth were turned up, a smile she couldn't suppress.

Zhou Shan turned around from the front row and peeked out.

"Wow, Yun Qing, you're amazing! You're third again!"

Xiao Yunqing folded the note and placed it on the corner of the table.

"It's alright."

His tone was indifferent, but his chin was raised.

Zhou Shan boasted a few more times, calling him a "top student," a "genius," and asking him to "guide me."

Xiao Yunqing wasn't very happy to hear this.

She turned her head to look to the side.

Song Huan leaned back in his chair, flipping through a physics textbook. He paused on a certain page, then turned back, his expression calm, as if the report card had nothing to do with him.

Xiao Yunqing picked up the note, unfolded it, and waved it in front of him.

"Did you see that?"

Song Huan raised her eyelids slightly. "Mm."

It's gone down again.

She moved the note closer to him.

"Third in the whole class."

Her innermost thoughts drifted over, urgent and crisp, like popping beans.

[Praise me quickly! Praise me quickly! Praise me quickly!]

Song Huan's lips twitched slightly. She put down her textbook and glanced at her.

"You did well on the test; you've improved since last time."

Xiao Yunqing's eyes lit up. "Anything else?"

"You got all the math multiple-choice questions right, impressive!"

She took the note back, folded it, and stuffed it into her pocket.

Xiao Yunqing's face lit up with joy, and she felt as light and airy as a dandelion seed blown by the wind.

"Xiao Yunqing".

Zhao Qihang ran in from the door and shouted, "The teacher wants to see you. Go to the office."

Xiao Yunqing was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously turned to look at Song Huan.

Song Huan was also taken aback. "What did you do?"

"No."

She stood up and pushed the chair back. "It's probably about the spring outing."

She took two steps, then turned back to look at him again.

He was watching her retreating figure when she turned around and walked away.

The office door was open.

Xiao Yunqing stood at the door and knocked twice.

"Teacher Lu, you wanted to see me?"

Lu Xu sat behind his desk, a report card spread out in front of him, and a red pen in his hand.

He looked up, but didn't smile.

"Come in and close the door behind you."

Xiao Yunqing went inside and gently closed the door.

Standing in front of the desk, hands behind his back, fingers clenched.

Lu Xu cut to the chase, "Are you in a relationship?"

Xiao Yunqing's mind went blank.

She opened her mouth briefly, then closed it again, and then shook her head vigorously, her ponytail swaying.

"No, I'm not in a relationship. Nobody in our school is in a relationship."

Lu Xu ignored her explanation.

He turned to a page of the report card and marked it with a red pen.

"What score did you get on your math test this time?"

Xiao Yunqing was stunned for a moment.

"102".

"What score did he get?"

"121".

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Yunqing immediately covered her mouth.

Her face flushed red instantly, down to her neck, to the tips of her ears, as red as the red pen on the table.

"Oh, 121." Lu Xu flipped through the report card unhurriedly. "Let me see who it is."

Xiao Yunqing's face turned from red to purple, then from purple to black, as if she wanted to disappear into a crack in the ground.

Her fingers gripped the hem of her clothes, twisting them into a pretzel shape.

Lu Xu turned two pages and paused.

He didn't look up.

"Alright, go back and call Song Huan over."

Xiao Yunqing felt as if he had been granted a pardon and turned to leave.

As I walked to the door and placed my hand on the doorknob, I heard a soft laugh behind me.

She didn't dare turn around, opened the door, and ran out.

When Xiao Yunqing returned from the office, her face was flushed, as if she had just run 800 meters.

Song Huan was working on her homework when she looked up at her.

"What's wrong?" She sat down without looking at him.

My finger slid across the table once, then again.

The voice was very soft, like a mosquito's hum, "The teacher wants to see you in the office."

Song Huan was stunned for a moment.

"You called me?"

He put down his pen. "Why did you call me? I've been behaving myself these past few days."

Xiao Yunqing didn't dare look at him, staring at the table. "Go quickly, go quickly."

Her face was so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

Song Huan gave her a strange look, stood up, and walked towards the door.

She sat in her seat, watching him walk away, her heart pounding.

In the office, Lu Xu was drinking water.

Seeing Song Huan come in, he put down the cup.

"sit."

Song Huan sat down, but only occupied half of the chair.

My mind raced, but I couldn't figure out what I had done wrong.

Lu Xu pushed the report card over.

"You got 121 in math this time, which ranks first in your class, fifteenth in your grade, and in the district. Look at that yourself."

Song Huan glanced down at it but didn't say anything.

Lu Xu leaned back in his chair.

"This math test was quite difficult. Your score was okay, but you're still a ways off from the top. You have a good foundation, but there are some areas where you need to pay more attention to detail."

He said a lot, and Song Huan listened and nodded several times.

Finally, Lu Xu took the report card back.

"Alright, go back and tutor Xiao Yunqing more. She's much worse at math than you, and her other subjects aren't very stable either. Help her out more."

Song Huan nodded, "Okay."

Stand up, walk to the door, and open it.

As I left, I was still thinking, why did I call him over for such a small thing?

The door closed.

A young teacher in the corner of the office looked up.

"Old Lu, those two kids are clearly dating. Why aren't you arresting them?"

Lu Xu put down the red pen and leaned back in his chair.

"One of them is first in the class, and the other is third. Why arrest them?"

The young teacher was taken aback for a moment.

Lu Xu picked up his cup and took a sip of water. "Early romance doesn't affect grades; it's heartbreak that does."

Song Huan returned from the office and sat down.

Xiao Yunqing immediately leaned closer, her voice very low, like a thief.

"What did the teacher say to you?"

Her heart was pounding so hard you could almost hear it in her voice.

My inner thoughts drifted over, a jumbled mess, like water that had been stirred up.

[Does he know?]

Did the teacher tell him?

[Will he think I told him?]

[Is it all over?]

[I really don't want to be in a relationship!]

Song Huan pieced together the gist of those heartfelt words, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

He leaned back in his chair and looked at her.

"The teacher said I did well on the math test and asked me to help you more."

Xiao Yunqing was taken aback. "That's all?"

That's all.

She breathed a sigh of relief, her shoulders slumped.

Then I saw the smile on his lips, and my heart skipped a beat.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I didn't laugh."

You are laughing.

Her face flushed again, and she reached out and slapped him lightly, but it made a loud noise.

"What are you laughing at?!"

Song Huan dodged slightly. "I really wasn't laughing. The teacher just asked me to tutor you more. Math, physics, chemistry, any subject is fine."

He paused for a moment, then said, "You have a lot of room for improvement."

Xiao Yunqing stared at him for two seconds.

He snorted, turned back, opened his textbook, and held his pen in his hand.

It wasn't written.

After a while, she whispered, "So, will you tutor me or not?"

The sound was muffled, coming from behind the textbook.

"Of course I'll provide counseling," he said.

Then he slowly approached Xiao Yunqing and spoke in a voice only she could hear.

"After all, the teacher thinks we're dating..."

She didn't turn around, but her face was already flushed.

Zhou Shan sat in the front and saw all of this.

He turned back, picked up the pen, put it down again, and sighed.

When will it be her turn to live like this?

The sunlight streamed in through the window, falling brightly on the three people.

Xiao Yunqing lowered his head and wrote the question, the tip of his pen making a scratching sound.

Song Huan was flipping through her textbook next to her. She paused on a certain page, glanced at her, and then turned back.

A breeze blew in through the window, causing the curtains to flutter slightly.

No one spoke.