As more and more students collapsed, Teacher Wang finally came to the student cafeteria to investigate today.
Song Zhuofan understood Teacher Wang’s intentions and shook his head, saying: "I’m relatively lucky. Day students can at least eat at home on Sundays, but boarding students can only eat at school for a whole month; basically, no one can endure that."
Teacher Wang couldn’t help but sigh.
When she was about to leave, the teacher’s wife specially packed a few dishes for her and asked her to put them in her backpack carefully, so the security wouldn’t see.
After all, the school’s security guards are relatives of the principal, and they stare at the students every day, fearing they won’t eat at the cafeteria.
Song Zhuofan thought it was all over, but the next day, when the break exercises were finished.
The next class was history, and Teacher Wang walked into the classroom early.
As soon as he came in, he asked the student by the window to close the curtains and the student by the door to shut it.
Then, he placed the large bag he brought along on the podium and mysteriously pulled out a large bag.
Opening the bag, the delicious aroma immediately filled the entire classroom.
A whole large bag of buns!
Students who were a bit listless instantly became invigorated.
Even considering that some students don’t like meat buns, the teacher’s wife specially made two types of vegetarian buns, showing care for the students.
"Everyone, keep your voices down, there are ears beyond the wall."
Exactly one hundred large buns!
Fifty students in the class, just enough for everyone to have two large buns each.
The steaming hot buns, soaked in oil, releasing savory broth when bitten into, tasted so good it was moving.
At that moment, no words were spoken, only the sounds of munching everywhere.
Everyone was immersed in the hard-won delicacy, wishing to lick the fingers that touched the buns.
Teacher Wang stood on the podium, watching the students gorge themselves, with an even kinder smile on his face.
From then on, whenever he had the chance, the history teacher would bring delicious food to improve the students’ meals.
As long as it was his class, they had the opportunity for an improved meal.
Usually, it would be after break exercises that he would come with a black bag.
Sometimes it was steaming hot buns, sometimes aromatic chicken legs, sometimes fragrant marinated eggs...
After the students finished eating, they cleaned up the trash, put it in the backpack, and waited for the class to end to throw it into the trash outside the school.
For this secret, all the students kept quiet, none mentioned it outwardly.
They had offered to give Teacher Wang money, but he always refused.
"These things don’t cost much. You study well, raise your scores, try to get into Qingbei more, it’s better than anything!"
Such a teacher, such a teacher’s wife, one might never encounter in a lifetime.
But now, Song Zhuofan turned his head to see the fragrant marinated eggs spilled all over the ground, covered in dust after much hard work making them.
The teacher’s wife was heartbroken, squatting down to pick them up one by one, blowing off the dust on each one.
Beside her was the cafeteria manager, Xiao Zhang’s uncle, who coldly chuckled while stepping on an egg:
"The school leaders allowed you to make some money at school out of pity, but you brought this upon yourself, screw you!"
The cafeteria manager had long been resentful of the teacher’s wife’s stand.
After all, the marinated eggs she made were superior to the school’s, even outside they were top-tier delicious.
Whenever indoor dining occurred, her stand was crowded with students, peering over, afraid they might miss out.
Although overall it didn’t affect the cafeteria’s profits, it made the small-minded cafeteria manager resent her, wishing to get rid of her.
Finally, he found an excuse, embellished the story, and reported it to his brother-in-law.
As expected, his brother-in-law reacted as he planned, instructing him to deal with it.
He took advantage of the situation vehemently, acting under false pretenses.
The teacher’s wife shivered with anger, pointed at him, and said, trembling: "You’re too much, you’re too much..."
The cafeteria manager, a dead fat man, quivered his chin as he spoke: "So what, it’s not that I’m targeting you, it’s you digging your own grave, tsk."
He let out another sneer and again stepped on another egg.
"Damn you, I’ll kill you!" Li Xuan saw this, his eyes reddened, about to charge at him desperately.
The history teacher quickly caught him.
The fat man saw this and sneered: "Sure enough, the teacher is useless, and the students taught are no good either."
Li Xuan roared: "Say one more word, I’ll kill you."
The fat man confronted him directly, provoked: "Come, kill me, if you don’t do it today, you’re my grandson."
Li Xuan struggled to hit him, and Teacher Wang quickly signaled some students to hold him tightly.
Teacher Wang begged: "He’s just a kid, please don’t bother with him."
Li Xuan shouted: "Let go of me, let go of me, I’m going to kill him, kill him!"
Song Zhuofan rolled his eyes: "He’s the principal’s nephew, you kill him, he’ll kill you instead."
Li Xuan gritted his teeth: "At least let me beat him up first, give Teacher Wang and his wife some relief, this damn fat man, obviously doesn’t exercise, can’t beat me."
Song Zhuofan rolled his eyes, scolded: "Even if you beat him up, what’s the point, indulging in strength for a moment? Afterward, not only you’ll be expelled, even Teacher Wang may be implicated, aren’t you afraid he’ll be mistreated?"
Upon hearing this, Li Xuan, who had been struggling, instantly became silent.
Li Xuan spat, pointed around: "Look, now most people here I know, many from our class, the law won’t punish everyone."
Song Zhuofan was silent for a moment before speaking: "Our honor class can cover for you, but not now, now it’ll only bring the school’s wrath down on Teacher Wang."
"We can’t implicate Teacher Wang, you lead the others and follow my instructions later, I’ll lead you bunch of hotheaded people."
Though it was a curse, it warmed Li Xuan inside.
Because Song Zhuofan was right, Teacher Wang is so good, they can’t implicate him.
Even if they want revenge, it can only be done in the name of students!
"You guys stay here, I’ll call them out."
With that, Song Zhuofan headed towards the honor student class.
Beside him, Ye Qingyun and Zhang Xingmin watched with folded arms, amused.
"Such fiery scenes are rare, let’s watch."
"Yes, yes, before, I didn’t eat well in middle school either, but only dared to silently curse, slept poorly, never stood out, now watching this is quite moving."
As Song Zhuofan reached the entrance, the entire class stood up.
Song Zhuofan curiously asked: "What are you doing?"
The bespectacled class president answered frustratingly: "Actually, we were going to support them before you returned."
"But our honor class has an unwritten rule, whoever has the best grades is the leader. I, a perennial second, as class president, can’t overstep!"
Hearing the discontent in his voice, Song Zhuofan was first stunned, then smiled brightly.
At that moment, all the students burst into laughter.
Everyone’s minds were flooded with enthusiasm!
Nothing could stop them!
They were the school’s most special, most privileged group!
"Zhao Hai, you commute, immediately leave school, don’t go to the internet cafe, go directly to Changchun Temple in West City, and ask Little Daoist over."
"Remember, if you can’t ask him, forget it, but definitely make a wish, incense money will be reimbursed from class funds, you know the wish, now go."
Song Zhuofan instructed.
"Got it."
Zhao Hai, though reluctant, quickly packed up and headed to Changchun Temple outside the school.
Everyone charged ahead, ready for battle.
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