Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat-Chapter 54 - 051 Zhou Youming Comes to Find Song Jiawen
Chapter 54 -051 Zhou Youming Comes to Find Song Jiawen (Second Update)
Chapter 54 -051 Zhou Youming Comes to Find Song Jiawen (Second Update)
As soon as Xu Yan finished speaking, before Lu Jinglong had time to digest the information, the monitor of Class Six arrived with their head teacher, and at almost the same time, the head teacher of Class One, Teacher Gao, also arrived.
“Lu Jinglong, what are you doing? Go back!”
The complexion of Class Six’s head teacher was very ugly. Their student openly provocated in someone else’s class with a reason both absurd and baseless, making it impossible for him to save any face for Deng Tao.
Because Teacher Gao was looking at him with a complex expression, it was as if he was nearly asking directly, “What exactly does your class want to do?”
“Teacher Huang, their Class One is simply too bullying.”
Facing the two teachers, Lu Jinglong could barely remember what Xu Yan had said, along with Zhu Zhen’s assurance, but he believed they were just taking Song Jiawen’s side.
As if saying so could prove Song Jiawen’s drawing was that good, as if she definitely would have won an award even though she didn’t make it to the finals.
Does she have that skill?
“I’m telling you again, go back!”
Jiang Yan stood up to intercede, “Teacher Huang, it wouldn’t be right to just leave like this, right? Lu Jinglong just said that he wants Song Jiawen to return to your Class One the truth and innocence of Deng Tao. What the truth is, I believe Teacher Huang is certainly clear about, but if it’s inconvenient for you to explain to your own students, I can go ask Teacher Fang to come over. The painting was stolen from her hands, I think she’d be very willing to make the truth public.”
Zhu Zhen added, “The person who needs to apologize must go to the broadcasting station to publicly apologize to the other party.”
Deng Tao stole and destroyed Song Jiawen’s drawing, but she never apologized to her. Deng Tao… owes Song Jiawen a formal apology!
All of Class One and Teacher Gao were looking at the head teacher of Class Six, who was now in an extremely awkward position.
“It was Deng Tao who stole the painting, and it was indeed her fault that Song Jiawen couldn’t participate in the competition. That’s the truth!”
The head teacher of Class Six glanced at Lu Jinglong and a few others, then turned and walked away.
The monitor of Class Six sighed helplessly, having guessed the outcome earlier. It was just that Lu Jinglong was stubborn, and he had always adored Deng Tao. He just didn’t notice his own making gestures, focused solely on seeking justice.
Is this how you seek justice?
You’re being used as a pawn.
“Aren’t you leaving?”
The monitor of Class Six reached out and tugged at Lu Jinglong. Isn’t it enough to embarrass ourselves?
Lu Jinglong and his companions returned to their class in a daze, and it took sitting down at their seats before they suddenly snapped back to reality.
What does this mean? Deng Tao… stole Song Jiawen’s drawing?
This outcome was definitely not what Lu Jinglong had expected. He looked up at Deng Tao, quietly sitting in the row ahead doing her homework, her soft, long hair draped over her shoulders, her slender and delicate back, her waist that one could encompass with a single grasp…
Such a beautiful Deng Tao, could she… steal someone else’s drawing?
Deep down, Lu Jinglong was unwilling to believe it. He wanted to ask Deng Tao for clarity, but just as he was about to get up, his shoulder was held down by a hand.
It was his deskmate, who had also gone to Class One with him just now.
The deskmate shook his head at him and whispered, “Come on, Lu, stop making a fuss. This… it’s quite clear that Deng Tao is in the wrong here.”
The head teacher has already spoken, if you still don’t believe it, you’re only deceiving yourself.
Lu Jinglong’s deskmate knew very well how much Lu Jinglong liked Deng Tao; in his heart, Deng Tao was a fairy descended from the heavens, and he couldn’t tolerate anyone saying a bad word about her.
Therefore, the deskmate only offered this much of an advice, refraining from saying anything deeper, knowing it could provoke Lu Jinglong to anger if he did.
Fortunately, at this moment, Lu Jinglong had already calmed down and was not delving further into the matter.
Meanwhile, the students of Class One weren’t too bothered by the unreasonable trouble caused by Class Six, although they did want Deng Tao to publicly apologize to Song Jiawen.
However, the person involved said she didn’t want to see her, nor did she want to have any entanglement with her, so the apology was unnecessary.
Everyone thought of Song Jiawen’s consistent aloofness and her unwillingness to get involved in matters, and they immediately understood.
Just before school was about to end, a tall and straight figure in green appeared at the entrance of Class One.
“Song Jiawen.”
The students sitting at the doorway called out, and both Song Jiawen and Jiang Yan turned their heads.
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Zhou Youming’s usually stern face softened a bit when he saw Song Jiawen.
As Song Jiawen left, the curious Xiao Qi hurriedly asked Jiang Yan, “Who is that?”
Jiang Yan, of course, recognized Zhou Youming since he had seen him many times in Jianglin Village.
“Her brother-in-law.”
“Brother-in-law?”
Xiao Qi felt somewhat surprised. He leaned close to Yu Hang and whispered, “Last time it was the Yang Family people who came for her, and they said Yang Yi was her cousin, right? Now her brother-in-law is a military officer. It seems our Sister Wen is really not the country bumpkin others say she is; her family background is quite something.”
Yu Hang glanced at him, “Shut up, don’t let Jia Wen hear you, she doesn’t like people talking about these things.”
Although Song Jiawen was younger than them, who could argue when she possessed such a brilliant mind? She immediately claimed the top spot upon arriving and assertively took the position of ‘the sister’.
So calling her ‘sister’ was no mistake.
Outside, it had been over half a month since she last parted with Zhou Youming.
Because during that time Song Xiwen had not come looking for her, and Song Jiawen had been engrossed in studying and selling her paintings, she gradually forgot about her sister.
She had thought that Song Xiwen and Zhou Youming would not come looking for her again.
“Today is Haohao’s birthday, and your sister is waiting at the gate with him. Could you ask for leave so we can all go have a meal together?”
Haohao’s birthday?
Song Jiawen suddenly remembered that she had never forgotten her little nephew’s birthday before. It was strange; no matter how much Xie Jingying and Song Laosan disregarded her, regardless of whether Song Xiwen treated her as a substitute or something else, Haohao had been calling her ‘auntie’ since he could talk, and he was especially close to her.
A child’s eyes can’t lie. They’re simple and sincere, and their gaze can melt you.
Therefore, faced with Zhou Youming’s invitation, Song Jiawen couldn’t find it in her to refuse.
She went to find Teacher Gao to ask for leave, and when she came out, the bell signaling the end of classes “ding-ling-ling” rang throughout the campus.
Students poured out of the classrooms, from upstairs and downstairs; the hallways, stairs, and the entire campus were suddenly filled with people.
But even walking among the crowd, Zhou Youming, with his green uniform and tall stature, was particularly eye-catching.
Some students from Class 6-3 saw him and curiously whispered among themselves, “Who is that? Why is he walking with Song Jiawen?”
Soon someone from Class One relayed the message, “That’s Song Jiawen’s brother-in-law, and he’s related by blood!”
The people from Class 6-3 immediately ceased their discussions.
At this moment, Deng Tao’s father was also waiting for her at the school’s entrance because he was worried she might be upset about the incident from the day before. He had talked to Teacher Huang and gotten permission for Deng Tao to skip evening self-study for the time being.
They planned to use the evening hours to compensate with private tutoring.
Deng Tao aimed to get into Beijing University; since the path of traditional Chinese painting was a no-go, she had to work harder to compete with her academic scores.
As for the painting competition at the end of the month in the provincial capital, Deng’s father decided to take his daughter there himself.
As Deng Tao left the school, her father stood by the car, looking in Zhou Youming’s direction, specifically at the shoulder insignia on his uniform.
“Is that girl also from your school? Is she in Grade 10 or Grade 11?”
