Chapter 1367: You Don't Understand the World of a Foodie

Litian's gaze naturally turned toward Lu Feifei, who was looking down, focused on her book, as if she hadn't looked this way at all.

"Oh, you don't want to eat it either!"

"I'll give it to someone else; if no one wants it, I'll just throw it away." Zichen's mind was entirely on the seaweed rolls right now; he wasn't thinking about anything other than the seaweed rolls at all.

"I want it, I want it."

Litian hesitated no longer, took the seaweed rolls as if they were a treasure, and in just a few bites, ate the whole box.

"How does it taste?"

"Mmm, delicious!" Litian mumbled as he swallowed the last bite.

He smiled honestly, feeling sweet inside.

"Your standards are too low; you can't be a food critic," Zichen said casually, and after speaking, he went back to doing problems.

The brothers' conversation was heard by Lu Feifei, every single word.

She was very angry and also very aggrieved, feeling as if her sincere heart had been fed to a dog!

The first period in the morning was the homeroom teacher's class; Teacher Xiao Luo's lecture was fascinating and very interesting.

But Lu Feifei had no heart to listen; her thoughts were all on Sheng Zichen, her mind filled with the question of why.

Clearly he had a good impression of her, so why wouldn't he eat the seaweed rolls she made?

It wasn't without basis that she believed Zichen had a good impression of her and liked her.

Zichen had admitted in front of the whole class that he wanted to turn Class Twelve from a class of underachievers into a class of top students precisely because of her!

At the time, the whole class had even teased them, shipping the two of them.

Now she had taken the initiative to show her favor, yet he had rejected it?

Sheng Zichen didn't know that in order to make these seaweed rolls, she had gotten up at 3:30 this morning and spent a full three hours making them!

She had scrapped several boxes before she finally had a finished product she was satisfied with.

For this, she had even been sarcastically told by her stepmother that she was wasting food and was as much of a spendthrift as her mother!

Lu Feifei had gotten into an argument with her stepmother.

He didn't know at all about the grievances she had suffered; even if he had just eaten one, it would have been fine, but he had only glanced at them and hadn't touched a single one.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, biting her lower lip tightly to keep from crying.

"Student Lu Feifei, you come answer this question."

The teacher asked a question.

She didn't react.

The student behind her poked her in the waist: "Feifei, the teacher wants you to answer the question."

"Ah?"

She stood up.

"Lu Feifei, how many ways are there to solve this problem?"

How many ways?

She didn't even know which problem it was.

"Teacher, I don't know."

"Sit down."

Although, given Lu Feifei's level, she shouldn't have been unable to solve a problem of this difficulty, the teacher didn't say anything more.

"Teacher, I can!" Sheng Zichen raised his hand.

He rubbed his hands together, a bit excited.

"Good, come up to the blackboard and write it out."

Zichen walked up and quickly wrote out several methods of solution.

Lu Feifei's nails were almost piercing her palms.

"Teacher, I have a stomachache, may I be excused?" She didn't dare stay in the classroom, afraid she would accidentally cry out.

"Are you alright? Do you want to go to the school Medical Room to have a look?"

"No need, I'll just go back to the dormitory to rest."

"Alright, you go ahead."

Lu Feifei ran out of the classroom, and her tears could no longer be controlled as they fell.

From beginning to end, Sheng Zichen was busy doing problems on the blackboard and didn't look back at her once.

Actually, Zichen did look back, but only after she had run out of the classroom.

"Don't space out, are you finished writing?" He was kicked by the teacher.

So he continued writing.

Lu Feifei ran out of the classroom and dashed toward the dormitory, not noticing someone in front of her, and bumped into them.

"I'm sorry!"

After apologizing, she discovered the person she bumped into was Teacher Tian.

Is this what they call it never rains but it pours?

Lu Feifei was terrified.

Teacher Tian was very strict; back in class, she used the Three Obediences and Four Virtues to educate the female students, and what she often kept on her lips was that girls should sit with a proper sitting posture and stand with a proper standing posture, and must not be reckless...

So, had she bumped into the muzzle of a gun?

Especially since not long ago, she had just refused

Lu Feifei was just thinking about how to explain it to slightly reduce Teacher Tian's anger.

She hadn't done anything yet, but Teacher Tian took the initiative to ask her: "Did you hurt yourself when you bumped into me? Where are you going in such a rush? Did something happen at home?"

"No..."

"If not, why are you crying? Are you feeling unwell?"

She shook her head, then nodded.

"You child, you must have been wronged, right? Tell the teacher; actually, I like you very much..."

Noon.

After Teacher Luo finished his lunch and returned to the office, he saw Teacher Tian walking toward him with a beaming smile.

He had an intuition that it was nothing good.

His intuition was indeed accurate.

"Teacher Luo, let me tell you a small matter. I am taking student Lu Feifei back. Starting tomorrow, she will no longer be a student in your Class Twelve; she will be back in my Class Three." She said it lightly, but her tone carried a sense of triumph.

Teacher Luo was furious: "On what grounds?"

"You want a student, so you take her; you don't want her, so you push her out; then you change your mind and want her back? Is the school run by your family? No, I don't agree."

Teacher Luo was not a pushover; he immediately became annoyed and expressed his opposition clearly.

Teacher Tian said: "This is student Lu Feifei's own wish. Does your class want to kidnap students? A forced melon is not sweet. Lu Feifei voluntarily requested to return to the Experimental Class. People strive for higher ground, and water flows to lower places. If a student wants to go to a better class, no one can stop them..."

"Stop spouting nonsense. I see it's you who is stirring up trouble!"

The two most popular teachers at First High School started arguing in the office.

Soon, the two were summoned to the Principal's office.

Teacher Luo and Teacher Tian stood in a row, and the Principal stood in front of them, pointing his finger back and forth in anger: "You two are really something. Today, the Director of the Education Bureau came for an inspection. I originally wanted to brag about the popularity of Class Twelve, but instead, the Director saw you two fighting!"

Teacher Tian played the victim first: "Principal, Teacher Luo is too overbearing. Lu Feifei was originally a student in our class. She wants to return to our class, but he won't let her."

Teacher Luo was still too young.

Young and inexperienced, he didn't care for tactics and went straight to the point: "You're lying! You're jealous that our class has good grades, so you're poaching our students. What 'Lu Feifei wants to return to your class'? You've looked for her several times; our classmates have all seen it..."

"That's enough, stop arguing. Teacher Luo, go back first; I will talk to you later."

The Principal realized that having them come together was a mistake.

Before Teacher Luo left, he dropped a line: "If Lu Feifei goes to the Experimental Class, I will resign. Teacher Tian, since you are so capable, why don't you just take in all the students from Class Twelve?"

He left in a huff to find Lu Feifei and reason with her.

But he couldn't find a trace of student Lu Feifei anywhere—not in the classroom, not in the dormitory, and of course, not in the Experimental Class either.

"What's wrong, Teacher?" Zichen asked.

Teacher Luo treated Zichen like a buddy, so he told him.

"Lu Feifei wants to return to the Experimental Class? Teacher, don't worry, I'll go find her."

Zichen ran off after saying that.

He was a bit smarter than Teacher Luo; he didn't search aimlessly but went to ask the female students who were usually close to Lu Feifei: "Where is Lu Feifei?"

"I don't know."

Every question hit the mark; the female student he asked said she didn't know, but her eyes darted around—she definitely knew.