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Chapter 30 Holidays mean ready for penning

At school, Old Yang put down his phone, looking completely bewildered.

What do you mean?

What do you mean by asking Elder Wei to grant Lu Chi leave?

Is there something fishy going on here that even I, the homeroom teacher, don't know about?

besides...

That bastard can come or not, when did he ever properly ask me, his homeroom teacher, for leave? The sun hasn't risen from under the covers yet!

"We're having physics this class; none of the math teachers are idle."

Few responded, and the widespread lamentation was not an issue, since the following things had already taken their time and gone to sleep.

In fact, the senior year of high school had already entered the stage of three small tests a week. Old Yang didn't do it; he didn't dare. If they missed a test, they would have to write fewer lines, and he would have to avoid losing a few horses. He knew this Class B and these things too well. He always had to make a small sacrifice to uphold the authority of the homeroom teacher. After all, a teacher should set an example. Even a physics teacher can be well-versed in military strategy.

"Really sending him to the new school..." Zhou Zijin couldn't hold back anymore. Unable to sleep, she felt increasingly angry, and the more she tried to back down, the more she felt cheated: "Tomorrow's the holiday and he's not coming today? What a jerk! You promised to butcher him and I'd hold his legs down, but Lu Chi makes me feel disgusted!"

Liu Lan swayed precariously, her chin drooping as she said, "Try to look on the bright side. Be optimistic. Maybe you'll just get snatched up by a pig and die in the pen? Manbao, go eat lots of pork tomorrow, consider it a donation to that bastard!"

Dan Heman blinked: "Ah, me, do I have to go too?"

Liu Lan rubbed her hands together mischievously: "Why not go? Hehe, come on, remember to bring your new swimsuit! The natural hot springs at the Lao Lu family's are amazing, let me tell you!"

"Huh? What, what swimsuit? I, I didn't buy a swimsuit!"

"Hehehe! I bought it for you guys!"

"Boring! I want to see rivers of blood!" Ran Qingfeng sat in the back row, her feet on Lu Chi's chair, giving the royal uncle a disgusted look, and raved, "My only motivation for going to school is pretty boys and abs. Chi Chi, how can I live without you, Chi Chi!"

Liu Lan's eyes were dark and gloomy: "I recorded it, and I've sent it without compression!"

"Tch, he's right here. I'll say what I mean and do what I want!" Ran Qingfeng showed no remorse and was completely unaffected by the pressure. "Don't you understand the bond between me and Lao Lu? To sing Lao Lu's true name is to gain the true meaning of friendship!"

Zhu Gaizhi tucked his head into his arms, turned his head, and squinted, saying, "You look exactly like me before I had a 'feast meal.' Once I got high and gained weight, I'd behave myself!"

"Can you gain weight just by touching your abs?"

"Yes, usually five to eight pounds!"

Ran Qingfeng's eyes widened as she angrily rebuked, "How could you say such babyish things with your 37-degree mouth? Doesn't your breast hurt? You're slandering the pure mind and body of a beautiful young girl! You've polluted my soul!"

"Seriously, seriously, this is so childish!" Liu Lan exclaimed in anguish, "You dare say that in front of everyone, I don't even want to think about what you and Lao Zhou are up to in private!"

Whispering can liven up the classroom atmosphere, but falling asleep immediately is extremely disrespectful to Teacher Yang.

However, you can't entirely blame the students in Class 13. With the heating on at 27 or 28 degrees Celsius, and then Old Yang humming on top of it, any carbon-based life form would be unable to withstand that, especially when it comes to hypnotists.

On the podium, Old Yang, who was always honest, dutiful, and willing to serve the students, suddenly unleashed his power: "Zhu Gaizhi, Liu Lan! Speak, speak, speak! What's so easy to say? If you love to talk so much, why haven't we seen you on the hourly news program? Zhou Zijin, you come up here on the podium!"

Zhou Zijin gave Liu Lan a lewd sneer behind her, then stood up to offer her seat to Zhu Gaizhi inside. Only after standing up did she suddenly realize, "Eh...no...ah??"

"What do you mean 'huh'? Hurry up!"

"ah..."

Exhausted, Zhou Zijin carried the exam papers to the podium. "Pah! You old bastard, why don't you go teach and educate people yourself? Oh right, you don't deserve it."

The whole class burst into laughter: "The husband sings, the wife follows; the husband sings, the wife follows; the husband sings, the wife follows!"

Couples in a class are a rare breed, requiring careful nurturing and constant attention. As the saying goes, "You raise an army for a thousand days to use it for one," so when bored, you can drag them out and repeatedly criticize them, regardless of whether they are currently dating or have dated before.

However, Zhou Zijin and Zhu Gaizhi usually make exceptions. They are not lovers, but Daoist partners, untouched by worldly affairs. It's meaningless. Only old fogies like Lao Yang, who think they have a great sense of humor, like to show off and take shortcuts.

Perhaps out of pity for the three donkeys (senior students) and to welcome the freshmen and sophomores who are about to be imprisoned, Yanda High School gave them more than just a full day off, and even skipped two self-study sessions in advance.

"overnight!"

"Fuck them! All troops, attack!"

"No weekly tests in the first week is fucking awesome! Top-notch enjoyment!"

"Lu Chi is slaughtering the pig tomorrow, young master. You don't want the whole grade to know that you couldn't control the pig, do you?"

"Yes, in case the pig runs away, you can't catch it, or you get caught by it—don't worry, everyone, I'll have 4K ultra-high-definition footage for you to watch repeatedly!"

"Comrades, the time has come for the organization to test you. Tomorrow will be our first lesson in self-reliance and self-improvement. Anyone with skills in frying, stir-frying, cutting, or digging, come quickly!"

In short, on this night destined to be sleepless, this group of pigs is destined to have a high-intensity sleep. We have a holiday today, and the pigs will be ready for market tomorrow.

After much painful reflection, what can be done? The only solution now is—

Rush.

Continue until dizzy.

Some were happy while others were sad. The news of Class 13 openly stabbing a pig had already spread like wildfire, quietly circulating throughout the entire senior year. Well, it wasn't exactly quiet, mainly because those bastards from Class 13 had kicked Lu Chi out of Aruba that day, and Ran Qingfeng had even ridden a horse and rowed a dragon boat. The emotional value was very high, and the scene was extremely arrogant.

"Damn it, my promotion! My promotion! And this is supposed to be a brother class?! Invitations to singing, dancing, and banquets, yet I'm not even mentioned! I'm a loyal and virtuous man, ready to die for my principles!"

"Me too! I just jumped onto the table and spun around eating like crazy!"

"So what if your name isn't on the list? A living person can't be held back by their own bladder. I still have some influence in Class 13. With just a few words, I can get Lu Chi to give you a spot to be the one to take the fall!"

"Damn, students these days are so arrogant! Slaughtering a pig! It's slaughtering a pig! By the way, in Yanchuan, is it okay to give money as a gift and eat at a feast after a pig is slaughtered?"

"What do you mean? Lu Chi committed murder and the whole class witnessed it?"

"Look at them, teacher! Well, let me ask you something..."

Several graduating class homeroom teachers looked at each other behind the students who were pouring out of the corridor like a tide. Finally, their eyes fell on Old Yang. The meaning was clear: "Hey, Mr. Yang, you've got a good student. How come you're so cunning? So if we want to teach a class properly in the future, we'll have to buy a pig?"