Kapitel 80

This was Shen Moyu's first experience of being a thief, tiptoeing around, feeling somewhat helpless.

Although it hasn't reached Shanghai's highest temperature yet, a sudden drop to over 20 degrees Celsius could really kill those of them who aren't wearing short sleeves.

"I'll jump over," Su Jinning said, putting down the book cover she had been holding and smoothing her hair.

The group looked around cautiously, afraid of passing by a teacher, especially Wei Teng.

Su Jinning handed each person their takeout from outside the wall, and the remaining people accepted it in an orderly manner.

Having completed her task, Su Jinning naturally handed her share to Shen Moyu and then prepared to climb over the wall.

"Brother Ning! Hurry up!" Chen Hang was still a little scared, and kept making gestures to call out to him while holding the takeout.

Shen Moyu glanced at the time, frowned, and said, "There's only half an hour left before class starts, hurry up." He rubbed his forehead, really not knowing why he had impulsively ordered takeout with these people. If they really got caught, he'd be in trouble on the forums again. He'd rather just squeeze into the cafeteria.

"Don't rush me, I'm coming right away." With a tremor in Su Jinning's voice, he leaped up, looking quite dashing.

"Holy crap! The Chinese teacher! And Song Chengnan too!" Chen Hang shouted in a low voice, looking in a certain direction. Everyone looked around the gym building, and sure enough, through the glass, they could see their two handsome young Chinese teachers in their twenties, Han An and Song Chengnan, walking out of the gym building entrance.

"Is this a joke? What kind of luck is this?" Shen Moyu squatted down and complained in annoyance. He watched as the two teachers chatted and slowly walked towards them, and asked with some confusion, "Why are they walking this way?"

"I don't know? What the hell is this?!" Chen Hang slapped his forehead and squatted down even lower.

Because the place where they pick up their takeout is next to a low wall, why would the teacher walk over there for no reason?

"Bang!" Su Jinning jumped down from above.

"Holy crap!" Perhaps because he heard that a teacher was coming, he jumped too fast. The moment he landed, a dull pain suddenly shot through his ankle. The lightning-like pain felt like a vine, quickly creeping up his ankle and spreading throughout his body.

"Brother Ning, keep your voice down! Let's run along the corner of the wall quickly!" Chen Hang didn't notice Su Jinning's strange behavior and thought that his swear word was a complaint about his luck.

Gu Junxiao tugged at Chen Hang's clothes: "Hurry up, they're coming!" Four or five boys were huddled together in the sun, and he was sweating in no time.

Su Jinning was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, let alone run away. He stood there solemnly, as if he hadn't reacted, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain.

"Run!" Chen Hang had already run to the other side of the sports building and called them over.

Just as Shen Moyu was about to run, he reflexively glanced at Su Jinning behind him, only to see him bent over, his hands tightly supporting his knees, his jaw muscles twitching as if he was trying to suppress something.

"Hey, come on! Are you just standing there eating with the teacher?" Shen Moyu tugged at Su Jinning, his eyes filled with anxiety.

"I can't walk, my ankle, I sprained my ankle," Su Jinning retorted weakly, then pulled her arm away from Shen Moyu's grasp.

"Brother Ning! Mo Yu! Come back quickly!" Chen Hang was anxious, and the soup in his hand spilled out as he moved.

"You go first, I'll take responsibility for this." Su Jinning's tone was calm, but it was clear that he was truly willing. He tried to move his ankle to see if he could walk, but the pain quickly stopped him.

"I'll help you! Come on." Shen Moyu's voice was soft, as if he were coaxing him. He looked at Su Jinning's temples, which were covered in sweat from the pain, and couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him. He didn't want to leave him there alone.

Gu Junxiao and Chen Hang were waving their hands frantically over there, looking extremely anxious as they watched them approach.

"Help me my ass! Do you think you, a top-three student in your grade, want to get disciplined? This is commonplace for me. Go back now." Su Jinning frowned and pushed Shen Moyu hard, trying to get him to leave. But to her surprise, the seemingly frail Shen Moyu stood firmly in front of her, his face showing complete composure.

"You're in pain, but I won't leave."

Shen Moyu pulled his arm, her eyes gleaming.

In an instant, Su Jinning's heart also ached.

Shen Moyu didn't have time to pay attention to Su Jinning, who was startled by his words. He lowered his head and put Su Jinning's arm on his shoulder, saying slowly, "Can I help you walk? If not, I'll carry you on my back."

"No need, I... I can walk by myself." Su Jinning's voice was soft, and the sweat on her temples slowly slid down, tickling her skin.

"Ning-ge, what's wrong with you guys?" Chen Hang noticed that Su Jinning was acting strangely, so he put down the takeout and ran over. Gu Junxiao, who also had a worried look on his face, followed closely behind.

"He sprained his ankle," Shen Moyu replied casually, his gaze fixed on Su Jinning, as he had no time to pay attention to anyone else.

"Holy crap! No way, you sprained your ankle climbing over the wall? Get to the infirmary right now!" Chen Hang, who had been terrified just moments before, squatted down with a worried expression.

Gu Junxiao didn't speak, but supported his other arm. At this moment, no one mentioned the takeout or the teacher.

Chapter 32 Unbearable Thirst

Su Jinning rubbed his forehead in exasperation. He could have just taken the blame himself, but these idiots insisted on staying. What kind of brotherly love was this? Su Jinning glanced at the three idiots he called "idiots" and sighed helplessly.

"What are you guys doing here? I've seen you sneaking around for a while now." Song Chengnan's magnetic voice came from not far away, the questioning tone overshadowing his curiosity.

Chen Hang was startled by the sudden remark and broke out in a sweat. He scratched his head and forced a greeting: "Hello, Teacher Han and Teacher Song."

I saw it a long time ago... So why the hell are you hiding!

"Hello, teacher." "Hello, teacher"... The others also greeted him stiffly.

"Are you here to pick up takeout?" This time, the tone was much gentler, as it was Han An who was always so kind. However, it would have been better to ask them sternly what they were here for, rather than revealing the truth in her words.

Several people felt ashamed.

Su Jinning wiped the sweat from her forehead and was about to speak up to take responsibility: "Teacher, they were accompanying me to get..."

Before Su Jinning could finish taking her share, the others were stunned to see Song Chengnan leap over the wall and hand over two steaming bowls of wontons from outside.

The deliveryman's voice could be faintly heard from outside the wall: "Remember to leave a good review."

The values and worldviews of several people were completely overturned.

That's great, teacher, you also like to eat takeout.

"Teacher, you? Takeout?..." Chen Hang was so frightened that he lost the ability to organize his thoughts and stammered as he tried to confirm.

Han An looked at the few children standing there dumbfounded, staring at him, his eyes crinkling into crescent moons with a smile, like a gentle, sunny older brother next door. He shrugged: "Can't a teacher climb over the wall to get takeout?"

Song Chengnan jumped down with a clean and swift movement. He looked up at the children and was amused: "Still standing there watching? There's only half an hour left before class starts."

"Ah! I don't want to watch anymore, let's go, let's go now." Chen Hang tugged at Gu Junxiao and Shen Moyu, like a suspect who had been wrongly released.

Shen Moyu pursed his lips, grabbed Su Jinning's wrist that was resting on his shoulder with one hand, and casually wrapped his other arm around Su Jinning's perfectly muscular waist.

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