Ninety-Seven Nights of Roses

Chapter 3

"Ding Yan, you have that connection. How could you still not listen to us? I want you to apologize to me." Yang Shan clenched her fists and stood up, shouting at Ding Yan. But could Ding Yan really apologize to her?

It's sheer nonsense.

"I didn't say I wouldn't admit it, but I just don't like to hear others say that someone else is doomed." With an arrogant tone and a cold expression, it seemed as if she was claiming to be the one who decides the fate of others.

"Apologies!!"

"Old Xia, let's keep going. Don't pay any attention to her." Ding Yan pulled Xia An, who was still standing, down and started munching on a nut, gesturing for Xia An to continue with the previous explanation. Xia An glanced at Yang Shan and then glared at Chen Xun, and continued to explain the topic to Ding Yan.

"Alright alright, it's my fault, my fault. Miss Yang, don't be upset. That's just her nature. Please be more understanding. " Chen Chen rubbed his nose and stood up, pushing Yang Shan down and taking the initiative to admit his mistake.

"Clearly it was her fault, but why did you act as if it was my fault?" Yang Shan said, her eyes turning red as she spoke, her nose twitching uncontrollably, showing signs of about to cry.

In the end, it was my fault. Don't cry. Yang Teacher will come soon and if she sees this, she'll make a big fuss. "Chen Chen said gently to Yang Shan, raising his hand to wipe her tears, but Yang Shan pushed him away with one hand. With a slightly wailing tone, she said, "It was supposed to be so."

"You're not the first person to have been made sad by her. Back in primary school, she even made a boy cry. You'd better keep away from her and don't try to compete with her. Also, don't always follow me around to do exercises and tutoring. I'm not necessarily reliable either."

Chen Chen patted Yang Shan on the shoulder and gave her an encouraging gesture.

After a while, Yang Jing arrived in a hurry. Seeing that the class was still quiet, she said nothing and sat on the teacher's desk, keeping watch over us. During the self-study class, it's usually the head teacher who is on duty, and occasionally, a few students would pass by in the corridor.

"Su Qian, someone is here to see you." The classmates outside the classroom said to a girl who was playing cards with someone else. She glanced at the woman at the classroom door, raised an eyebrow, and then walked towards her, saying to her, "What? Are you coming to school to cause trouble for me?"

"I don't have the time for that. Your father asked me to tell you to listen carefully to your teacher. Your living expenses for the past three years are with Aunt Zhang. The college entrance examination requires you to get into a key high school." The woman at the door, whom she was familiar with yet felt strange, said to her. Her face didn't show any signs of aging due to the passage of time. She looked like she was in her thirties, but she was already approaching forty.

"Oh, go ahead as you wish. My grades aren't as good as you think." Su Qian had no particular feelings towards this newcomer stepmother. She always believed that if it weren't for her, her parents might not have divorced, and her mother wouldn't have chosen to leave Ningjiang with her brother and return to Nan City. In Su Qian's eyes, she was always the mistress.

"Su Qian, your attitude has really messed me up..." The woman pointed at her with one finger and said angrily, but before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted.

"If you want to go and complain, go ahead. I don't have the time to accompany you." Then she turned around and left, slamming the door back to its original position.

Su Qian was just about to pick up the card when suddenly a girl appeared out of nowhere and gently took Su Qian's hand. Her voice was sweet and girlish as she said, "Su Qian, Su Qian, was that the beautiful lady you saw just now your mother? She's so beautiful. It's no wonder you're also so pretty."

"Do I know you? That eye of yours saw that woman as my mother? Are you just bored and have nothing better to do? Or are you trying to cause trouble?" Su Qian quickly pulled away that hand and coldly surveyed her for a while. The meaning was clearly that she was extremely dissatisfied with what that girl had said.

"I'll sit right in front of you. My name is..."

"Your mother never taught you to read people's expressions? Or do you have such a low IQ?" Su Qian's words were extremely harsh. This was the way to deal with such girls. She had never shown any kindness towards anyone before, and judging from the fact that that woman was dressed in all luxury from head to toe, it seemed that she was like this.

She wanted to say something else, but Su Qian was too tired to pay attention to her. This is just the way things are in this world nowadays.

Yang Xiao sat by the window, listening to the cicadas chirping loudly in the trees, and looking out at the playground while enjoying the gentle breeze. She watched other classes having physical education classes. Among the crowd, her gaze rested on the boy standing beside the PE teacher.

Although there was some distance between us, we couldn't see his face clearly. But he seemed to be quite good-looking. According to the girls in the class, there were two guys of the "school handsome" caliber in the neighboring Class 6. What were their names? I can't remember.

One is the class monitor, the other is the sports committee member. Their academic performances are worlds apart. One is the favorite of the teacher, while the other is the teacher's primary focus of attention.

Just a few days after the start of the school term, the news had spread everywhere. At first, she was quite curious. At the last year-level class president meeting, she did meet the class president. That person's appearance was truly unforgettable. The sports committee member, however, she had never met before. Logically speaking, he was in the neighboring class, so the chance of meeting him should have been quite high. But she just couldn't catch that lucky break.

He runs quite fast. If there's a chance, I'd like to compete with him. Someone tapped her shoulder. She didn't pay attention or respond. The person tapped her shoulder again patiently and asked her, "Does it look good?"

"good."

"Yang Xiao, as a class leader, it's one thing if you don't set a good example yourself. But to influence your classmates... You really gave your teacher a bad name. This isn't the first time I've caught you daydreaming in class. Look, in other classes, they don't like to watch the sports activities of other classes, do they? Well, I think you shouldn't come to my class anymore. Just *** and run laps. Today, I'll punish the class leaders and give you all a warning. You four, just sit and listen." Yang Xiao had just recovered when the math teacher's voice reached him from behind.

Yang Xiao turned his head and, with a teasing smile, said to the math teacher, "Mr. Liu, don't worry. I promise this will be the last time. I can't miss your class, you know."

"Guarantee? How dare you mention a guarantee to me, Yang Xiao? Just because of this, you've promised me more than twice and even wrote an apology letter. But have you actually changed? Get out of here and don't disturb others' classes."

"Teacher Liu."

"Get out! My class doesn't welcome you."

When Yang Xia saw Teacher Liu's expression, she was truly infuriated by her. She had no choice but to shut up. It seemed that she would have to go to the head teacher after class to apologize.

Yang Xiao went to the playground. Seeing that Class 6 hadn't disbanded yet, a thought occurred to him. When that boy ran past, he caught up with him and said: "Hey, classmate, let's have a match?"

He glanced at Yang Xiao and said disdainfully, "It's not interesting without comparing with girls."