Chapter 47

After the incident was exposed, a group of visitors started to come more frequently, most of them looking for Feng Yiping, of course, under the guise of asking questions. Moreover, what made Xiao Zhijie and Feng Wen, as well as the other male classmates in the class envious, was that most of the visitors were girls.

Feng Yiping was truly taken aback; he hadn't expected these female classmates to be so bold. Especially after dinner, when there was still an hour or so before evening study, girls would often come and go, one after another. Some came to ask about their studies, some brought stories they had written for him to revise, some came to borrow notes, and others came to borrow books. Feng Yiping didn't have any books to lend, but that was fine; "I have a few world classics, I'll bring them to you next time."

Feng Yiping felt both flattered and overwhelmed. Some female classmates had even started to probe into his family background! How could these teenage girls be so troublesome?

Unable to avoid it, Feng Yiping would immediately run to the homeroom teacher's house after eating every day. As for music, Teacher Zhu had nothing much left to teach him. Feng Yiping could now read sheet music and write out the approximate simple notation of a song after listening to it a few times. An amateur teacher could only produce an amateur student, and that was the level he had reached.

In terms of art, there was no end to improvement. Last semester, Feng Yiping had been focusing on the basics. This semester, Teacher Zhu asked him to paint one picture per week. Although his skills were still not great, he knew his own limitations. Even though he didn't have a natural talent for it, he had definitely made significant progress!

At least, he was no longer a complete novice. He had a basic understanding of how to compose a painting, and the rest was just a matter of hard work and practice. Even if his best work might be full of craftsmanship and lack originality, it would be enough for him.

Wang Yumin had even higher expectations for him, especially in writing. First-year students were required to write an essay every week, no less than 800 words. This week, the three Chinese teachers of the first-year classes planned to set a common topic for a competition. Wang Yumin gave Feng Yiping a strict order to write an essay that would earn the praise of all three teachers.

Feng Yiping complained, but Wang Yumin ignored him. He had no choice but to seek help from Teacher Zhu, "This is a timed essay, I'm not sure I can write it well. For example, if Leonardo da Vinci and a farmer were asked to paint a cow within a time limit, the farmer might paint a more vivid and lifelike cow, don't you think, Teacher Zhu?"

Teacher Zhu laughed but didn't respond. Feng Yiping was annoyed, thinking he had just jumped from one fire into another. He packed up his stationery, clicked his tongue a couple of times, and the couple looked at him. Xiao Yanzi asked, "What's wrong, Brother Yiping?"

Feng Yiping said, "I thought Teacher Zhu was a man of stature, but I didn't expect... sigh," he glanced at Teacher Wang and then at Teacher Zhu.

"What didn't you expect?" Teacher Zhu asked irritably. Teacher Wang, who was preparing a lesson, stopped and looked around the table, as if searching for something handy.

Feng Yiping patted Xiao Yanzi's head, "Xiao Yanzi, Uncle is leaving."

As he reached the door, he added, "I didn't expect to get bronchitis too," and then ran off.

Teacher Zhu laughed heartily, and Wang Yumin tried to chase after him but was too late. She blamed her husband, "Look what you've done, spoiling him so much that he has no respect for his teachers. Now I have no authority at all."

Teacher Zhu said, "Is he wrong? I am a henpecked husband!"

Xiao Yanzi, not understanding, asked her father, "Dad, are you sick?"

Wang Yumin smoothed Xiao Yanzi's bangs, "What, do you think I'm too strict? Are you annoyed?"

Teacher Zhu quickly said, "Not at all, I need someone to manage me. Besides, a man who listens to his wife is blessed!"

Feng Yiping ran down the stairs, his footsteps making a clattering sound that made some teachers look out. Just then, Teacher Huang returned with a bottle of hot water, "What's wrong, Feng Yiping? Did you make Teacher Wang angry?"

Feng Yiping caught his breath, "No, Teacher Huang, how could a well-behaved student like me make Teacher Wang angry? I was just playing with Xiao Yanzi, saying I run fast."

On his way back, he speculated that he probably shouldn't go to Teacher Wang's house for the next few days.

Because of this incident, he returned home earlier than usual. However, the classroom was different. When he entered, many people looked at him with ambiguous smiles, and some female classmates were whispering together.

Back at his seat, Feng Wen and Wen Hong also looked at him with a mix of curiosity and amusement. He was puzzled and asked Feng Wen, "What's going on? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Feng Wen didn't say anything, just smiled and looked at him with a hint of envy.

Feng Yiping asked Wen Hong, but she didn't speak either, only gestured for him to open his desk.

Open his desk? Feng Yiping immediately thought of the pranks he had seen in movies and quickly moved to the side, hands protecting his chest, "Tell me, what's in my desk?"

Feng Wen and Wen Hong looked at each other, surprised by Feng Yiping's reaction. The other students also watched, most of them, including the girls, with mysterious expressions.

Xiao Zhijie walked over and opened the desk for him, "What could it be? Look for yourself!"

Despite their puzzled looks, Feng Yiping stayed far away, grabbed the largest book from another desk, a 16K history textbook, and held it in front of him. After a while, seeing nothing suspicious in the desk, he cautiously walked back.

He immediately understood why everyone was looking at him that way.

There was no trap in his desk, just a letter lying on top of the folded textbooks.

Could it be that? Judging by everyone's expressions, it probably was. He had never experienced this before, so he was a bit slow to react.

Oh no, why did he have to think the worst? Now he had to deal with this, another headache!

Feng Yiping pushed Xiao Zhijie away, "Go, go, it's almost time for self-study. Get back to your seat!"

He took out the letter, and Feng Wen immediately leaned in. Feng Yiping pushed him back and said to Wen Hong, "Aren't you going to control him?"

Wen Hong was taken aback, "Why should I control him?"

Feng Wen quickly chimed in, "We're friendly neighbors, you should control me too!" They immediately started bickering.

Successfully diverting their attention, Feng Yiping took out the letter. It was two pages long, the first page densely written, the second with fewer words but larger, especially the last few sentences. The signature was from a classmate from elementary school, now in Class 3.

He skimmed through it quickly, put the letter in his pocket, and Feng Wen leaned in again, "What does it say? Share it!"

Feng Yiping ignored him and took out his math book to do homework. Feng Wen persisted, "Tell me!"

Feng Yiping rolled his eyes at him. He was relentless and even tried to grab the letter. At this point, talking about privacy would be useless.

Wen Hong, for some reason, added fuel to the fire, "Come on, Feng Yiping, tell us what it says. I want to learn too!"

Feng Yiping was furious. Why did women have to make things difficult for each other?

He looked around and saw that many classmates were watching, whispering, and smirking. He felt his head start to ache.

At this time, they were still very conservative. In elementary school, the teachers at Liangjiahe Junior High School were very strict about relationships between male and female students. Early romance was treated like a flood or a beast.

Some teachers also had a twisted sense of humor. On one hand, they didn't want such situations to arise, but once they discovered any signs, they would become extremely excited and use every means to deal with it.

Feng Hongbing had once told Feng Yiping that in the second year, a girl in their class had gotten a bit closer to a top student. There was nothing substantial, just a few letters exchanged, and they lived close to each other, so they walked to and from school together a few times.

Someone reported it, and it caused a huge stir. From the homeroom teacher to the principal, everyone had a talk with her, and her parents were even called to the school. It was said that her father slapped her in front of the teachers.

The girl didn't drop out immediately, but she couldn't handle the gossip and dropped out after less than a semester to work elsewhere.

However, this wasn't always the case. To put it bluntly, teachers paid a lot of attention to top students, especially the best ones, who were like the teachers' darlings. Touching them would make both the teacher and the student uncomfortable.

As for those with little hope of getting into high school, as long as they didn't make a big fuss, didn't show affection in public, didn't flirt in class, and didn't leave written evidence like love letters, especially if they didn't affect the top students, the teachers wouldn't be overly vigilant or try to uncover every hint of a relationship.

In short, as a later saying goes, "If you don't seek death, you won't die."

Liu Fei might have thought that teachers still didn't pay much attention to the budding feelings between male and female students, so she placed a letter in Feng Yiping's desk in front of many classmates.

She had committed two major taboos, and she didn't realize that her actions were directly challenging Wang Yumin. If Wang Yumin didn't handle it seriously, it wouldn't be in her character.

As for how Wang Yumin found out, rest assured, from now on, many classmates would report to her for various reasons.

This might be the first time Liu Fei had written a letter, which could be called a love letter, to a peer. Normally, this would become a rosy memory for her years later.

But Feng Yiping could already guess the likely outcome, and it wouldn't be pleasant. He really didn't want this to become a hurdle in Liu Fei's youth, as a girl couldn't stand up to teachers, school leaders, and parents who would side with the teachers.

What should he do?

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