Chapter 45

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Song Rao was a bit confused about herself. She had already passed by the entrance of the Spider Internet Cafe four times, which was quite absurd. Fortunately, Zhao Ying was not around, or she would have laughed at her to death.

On the fifth pass, Song Rao decided to go into the internet cafe. If that guy got too engrossed in his game and forgot about the morning run today, he would be in big trouble.

This was Song Rao's first time in an internet cafe. Although she sometimes liked to play dance games, her aunt's house had a computer, so there was no need for her to come to such a place.

It was not yet seven o'clock. Many people, tired from playing, were lying on chairs and sofas in various postures, some of which were quite indecent. The few who were still awake brightened up when they saw such a lovely little beauty walk in, and their actions slowed down. The bolder ones even whistled boldly.

Song Rao appeared calm on the surface, but she was actually trembling with fear, feeling like a little lamb that had mistakenly wandered into a wolf's den. Fortunately, she quickly found her target, "Tong Yan, wake up! Let's go!"

Tong Yan had intended to doze for five minutes but ended up sleeping for half an hour. Seeing Song Rao's face and hearing her voice, he was both surprised and delighted. But when he saw the time on the computer, he was only surprised, not delighted.

"Senior, why are you here!" Tong Yan hastily sent the content he had written to his cousin, then asked somewhat awkwardly.

"Don't even talk about it, aren't you going to school!" Song Rao looked down at Tong Yan, feeling a bit uncomfortable. Next to Tong Yan, a guy was sprawled out, and the computer was playing the Hong Kong version of "The Story of the Stone," right at the scene with Ximen Qing and Xiao Pan. This discovery made her dare not look around casually, as she was afraid Tong Yan would notice her peeking.

"Oh, school, right, let's go!" Tong Yan quickly tidied up and hurriedly followed Song Rao out the door.

At this moment, the boss, Zhan Hong, who had been sleeping in the office, happened to come out and greeted Tong Yan, "Leaving so early?"

"Uh, yes, goodbye, boss." Tong Yan was in a hurry and didn't have time to chat with Zhan Hong.

Song Rao, however, took a few more looks at the boss. She didn't seem very old but was very mature and had a charm that made young, inexperienced girls like Song Rao envious of her good figure.

Zhan Hong also noticed the girl who had suddenly appeared next to Tong Yan. She thought, "Could it be that the little girlfriend is unhappy with the little boy's addiction to the internet cafe and has come to catch him?" But after a few more looks, she suddenly exclaimed, "Song..."

By then, Tong Yan had already taken Song Rao out of the internet cafe. Zhan Hong watched Song Rao's back and took a few steps to follow, muttering, "Is it Song Rao?"

"Senior, really, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I would definitely have been late!" Tong Yan, riding his bicycle, said to Song Rao, who was behind him.

"Don't just say it with your mouth, what are you going to do about it?" Tong Yan was riding too fast, and Song Rao, holding onto the edges of his clothes, asked.

"If my novel gets published, I'll have royalties, and then I'll treat you to a meal." Tong Yan said generously.

"That's more like it. Oh, right, didn't you already finish your novel? Why did you go to the internet cafe again? It's dangerous." Song Rao asked curiously.

"Uh, I went to the internet cafe to read other people's novels, to gain experience and prepare for the future." Tong Yan found a reason at random, but fortunately, Song Rao wasn't very perceptive and didn't find the reason too far-fetched.

"Are you going to keep writing?"

"Of course, as long as I live, I will keep creating!" Tong Yan thought of a slogan he had seen somewhere, feeling it fit his current state.

This spirited slogan naturally earned Song Rao's praise, making Tong Yan feel even more comfortable. A girl's encouragement can better inspire a boy's fighting spirit, a natural law. One word from Song Rao was more effective than ten from Zhang Xiao and his cousin.

Rushing as fast as they could, Tong Yan finally managed to join the line for the morning run before it started. Before the run, everyone was holding small notebooks, reciting ancient poems and English words. Only Tong Yan was drowsily closing his eyes to rest. Song Rao, in another formation, could see Tong Yan swaying with his eyes closed from a distance. Besides feeling a bit schadenfreude, she also felt a faint pang of sympathy. When Zhao Ying asked her, "What are you looking at?" she quickly hid her sympathy, "I'm not looking at anything, let's run, don't talk."

After an all-nighter, Tong Yan could feel relaxed for several days, but the aftereffects were severe. He was listless and lethargic all day, even swaying during class. He hadn't slept all night and had been using his brain intensely, both physically and mentally exhausted. Even pricking his thigh with a compass didn't help much.

Throughout the day, several teachers reported to Song Xiancheng that Tong Yan was not in good spirits during class and was not concentrating. The teachers were well-intentioned. Regardless of whether he had been secretly studying late at night, his fatigue was definitely affecting his learning. He had had similar issues before, but never as severe as today. Once or twice could be considered a coincidence, but so many times were worth investigating. He was a student the teachers had high hopes for, and they didn't want him to ruin himself because of his youth and lack of understanding.

But to Song Xiancheng, these words had another meaning. Why was he in poor spirits? Why was he not concentrating? Why was he so close to his daughter? Why had his daughter not been as obedient recently?

Don't underestimate the imagination of a former literary youth who is now a Chinese teacher. In his fantasy world, Tong Yan had already become a little thief trying to steal his precious pearl. He even wanted to bring up the past, using the incident with Ye Qingzhu to warn him.

When Song Xiancheng received the small note exposing Tong Yan and Ye Qingzhu's relationship, he immediately judged that it was written by Duan Hou. Among his four class representatives, Tong Yan and Duan Hou were like two stars of the same era, one excelling in writing and the other in calligraphy. Even though Duan Hou had deliberately used an uncommon font, Song Xiancheng still found Duan Hou's handwriting in the beautiful strokes.

At that time, Song Xiancheng chose to believe Tong Yan. Since Tong Yan and Ye Qingzhu were both top students in the grade, and Duan Hou's science was a mess, he and Teacher Wang Dahao from Class 1 worked together to send Duan Hou to the best liberal arts class, giving Tong Yan and Ye Qingzhu a relatively stable learning environment. But this Tong Yan was not very ambitious.

By the afternoon Chinese class, Tong Yan had taken a nap at noon, but his spirit was only slightly better. He was still yawning frequently and even pushed the task of getting the homework materials from the office to Luo Xiaoxu.

When Song Xiancheng, full of passion, was lecturing on ancient literature, he saw Tong Yan's listless state and became furious. He threw the chalk and patted the dust off his hands, "Tong Yan, explain what I just said."