Chapter 30

"Ring, ring, ring..."

The school bell rang, and Chang Qiankun, acting nervously, hastily gathered the books on his desk and ran out of the classroom. Wang Haiyu and a few others, calling out to each other, quickly followed behind.

"There's no need to be so rushed! Can he keep hiding forever?"

Lin Mu chuckled, picked up his already packed shoulder bag, and followed out as well.

"Don't be afraid! Just wait for them to come!" Shang Zhicheng comforted.

Only when most of the students had left did Shang Zhicheng take Chang Qiankun away.

"What should we do?" Wang Haiyu asked.

Lin Mu replied indifferently, "This is even better. Let this guy worry for a few more days. I don't believe Shang can follow him every day!"

Wang Haiyu thought for a moment, then laughed, "You always have the best ideas. Alright, let's do it. Scare this bastard first!"

Thus, the group followed, neither too fast nor too slow.

"Lin Mu! Wang Haiyu! What are you two following for!"

Shang Zhicheng's voice boomed, and Wang Haiyu's heart skipped a beat, as he was just an ordinary student.

But Lin Mu didn't care. Chang Qiankun had used underhanded tricks, causing him to be scolded countless times. How could he let him off?

"Are you overstepping, Mr. Shang? Can't we even walk without being scolded? How about I treat Wang Haiyu and the others to some night snacks? Do you want to join us too?"

Lin Mu sneered, showing no fear. Shang Zhicheng really thought he could bully him at will!

"You! Night snacks? It's so late after school. Why aren't you hurrying back to the dormitory? What night snacks!" Shang Zhicheng, seeing that Lin Mu wasn't intimidated, became even angrier.

Lin Mu didn't bother to answer, walking up to Chang Qiankun and crossing his arms, "Oh? Chang Qiankun, you're here too? Want to go for night snacks?"

Wang Chan and the others, who were initially hesitant, felt more confident seeing Lin Mu step forward and joined him.

After all, this time, Chang Qiankun's actions were not something that could be openly discussed. Even Shang Zhicheng, who was in the shadows, was in the wrong.

"I... I... Mr. Shang..." Chang Qiankun trembled, stammering as he looked at Shang Zhicheng.

"Go back first! Lin Mu, if you want to have night snacks, let's go to this barbecue place!" Shang Zhicheng looked at Lin Mu for a while before speaking.

Lin Mu nodded, walked to a roadside barbecue stand, and ordered dozens of lamb skewers. With his teacher present, he didn't order beer, just a pot of tea.

"Mr. Shang, you know why we're here today. It's normal for you to scold us for our mistakes, but you can't protect Chang Qiankun!" Lin Mu poured Shang Zhicheng a cup of water and spoke straightforwardly.

Wang Haiyu, watching Lin Mu's composed demeanor, couldn't help but admire him secretly.

Shang Zhicheng looked at Lin Mu for a while, then turned to Wang Haiyu, "Wang Haiyu, are you really going to do it?"

Wang Haiyu's breath caught, but seeing Lin Mu eating skewers nonchalantly, he felt more confident, "If Chang Qiankun does this, not only will I be angry, but others in the class will be too!"

Shang Zhicheng was speechless. In fact, the moment he received Chang Qiankun's text message, he already knew the answer. He had hoped to use his authority to intimidate Lin Mu and the others, but it was clearly a failure.

"For the next few days, I will protect him back to the dormitory. You can continue to have your night snacks. I'm leaving!" Shang Zhicheng stood up, not wanting to stay any longer.

"Mr. Shang!"

Shang Zhicheng turned back, his face showing a hint of surprise, "What? Changed your mind?"

Lin Mu shook his head, "You're a good teacher, but this beating is something Chang Qiankun chose for himself. You can't help him!"

...

The next day, the day after, Shang Zhicheng indeed followed Chang Qiankun back to the dormitory every day.

Lin Mu stopped following, and Wang Haiyu, after following for two days, also understood Shang Zhicheng's words. Every evening, as soon as he saw Shang Zhicheng escorting Chang Qiankun, he didn't go anymore.

The school's ban on the book had its effect. Even though some people were still discussing it, without the physical book and under strict management, the topic gradually faded.

Class representative Cui Tingting handed a square package to Lin Mu. As usual, before Lin Mu could touch it, it was snatched by the student in front, Wei Yun.

This girl was really too cute, with a very lively personality. She wasn't shy with Lin Mu and quickly tore the package apart.

Lin Mu covered his head, "Wei Yun, are you a cat? Your claws are so sharp!"

Wei Yun would usually argue with him, but when she saw what was inside the package, her eyes widened.

"A phone..."

Lin Mu raised an eyebrow, not touching the phone. He saw a letter inside and picked it up.

"Lin Mu:

Given the consistent quality of your work and our pleasant collaboration, the magazine is gifting you a phone. After getting a number, please send it to editor Lin Shuiqing as soon as possible.

Wuxia Story Magazine."

Wei Yun, coming to her senses, excitedly took out the phone. Although it didn't have a SIM card, she still played with it happily.

This world was a bit different from the previous one. For example, this smartphone, which looked exactly like a Xiaomi phone from the previous life, was actually a brand called Heimi.

"Is writing so profitable that the magazine even gives phones... Lin Mu, can you teach me how to write novels?"

After playing for a while, Wei Yun returned the phone to Lin Mu, her face full of anticipation.

The other students around them were moved. Although they didn't look directly, their ears were clearly perked up.

They had all seen Lin Mu's situation over the past two months. Even the top students in the class couldn't help but be envious.

If Lin Mu agreed to teach Wei Yun, wouldn't it mean he might teach them too?

They didn't expect to earn as much as Lin Mu, but even earning 500 to 600 yuan a month would be a significant amount for a high school student!

Lin Mu shook his head with a smile, tapping Wei Yun's head, "Do you think this is teaching you to cook? How does your Chinese teacher teach you to write essays? It's all about reading more and writing more. You, little girl, stop dreaming and focus on your studies!"

Ignoring Wei Yun's disappointment, Lin Mu, having received the phone, didn't mind the cost of the monthly SIM card. During lunch, he went to a nearby store to get a SIM card and sent his number to Lin Shuiqing on QQ, also noting down Lin Shuiqing's number.

Back at school, Wei Yun wrote down Lin Mu's number and saved her home number in his contacts.

Other girls who were friends with Lin Mu also saved his number.

On the other hand, among the boys, only Wang Haiyu and a few others came to bother Lin Mu.

The other students, seeing that Lin Mu could earn a phone just by writing, felt a surge of admiration. They envied him for becoming a tech-savvy person.

For Lin Mu, having a smartphone made it much easier to search for information online.