Chapter 132 - He Teaches Her How to Speak to the Homeroom Teacher on the Phone

Suyun was concerned about the two students, which is why he kept calling.

After all, Luoyang and Hong Jiaxin had been out for so long without returning, that made Suyun worried.

In fact, both Luoyang and Hong Jiaxin were capable of protecting themselves.

If they encountered any thugs, both Luoyang and Hong Jiaxin had the ability to deal with them.

Of course, Suyun still couldn’t rest easy and just wanted to see the two students soon, or at least hear from them that they were safe.

“Monitor, don’t tell the teacher.

I won’t have the face to see Teacher Su again, give me some face.

Listen to me, please?” Luoyang said with a smile.

“I’ll tell.

It’s your own fault for lying.

And you acted so convincingly…” As she spoke, she tilted her pretty face up, in an uncompromising manner, “Luoyang, you’re done for, Teacher Su will criticize you.”

“Monitor, I was helping you,” Luoyang said with a guilty conscience.

“How generous!” Hong Jiaxin said with a cold laugh.

Although Luoyang often took leave and didn’t go to school, he had his own things to do, but he indeed was protecting Hong Jiaxin.

This was an indisputable fact.

“Monitor, get in the car,” Luoyang gestured.

Seeing Luoyang acting all cool, Hong Jiaxin wanted to punch him.

However, the essence of Luoyang’s Shadow Fist lay in passive dodging.

Let alone that Hong Jiaxin’s attack speed was not fast, even if it were faster, Luoyang could easily dodge it.

Resulting in Hong Jiaxin throwing several punches in a row without even touching the hem of Luoyang’s clothes.

As a proud and strong female top student who cared about face, Hong Jiaxin felt very aggrieved.

This kind of failure greatly undermined her confidence.

In order to prove that Luoyang was not much stronger than her, she continued to charge at him stubbornly, just wanting to hit him once.

Normally, knowing that it was difficult to persuade Hong Jiaxin, Luoyang would have to win by surprising her.

“Monitor, don’t get agitated.

Get in the car first, and I’ll tell you about my Fist Technique,” Luoyang floated to one side and opened the car door.

After a series of kicks that still didn’t touch Luoyang’s clothes, even though Hong Jiaxin was not willing to admit defeat, she also wanted to learn his Fist Technique as soon as possible, so she sat in the passenger’s seat.

Luoyang was quite bold; he could generally drive but was still a beginner.

Driving the Audi out of the parking lot, he almost hit someone else’s car.

“Can you even drive?” Hong Jiaxin asked worriedly.

She saw that Luoyang occasionally seemed to be studying the car’s instruments, obviously not very familiar with them.

“Fasten your seat belt,” Luoyang instructed.

“You dare to drive on the road without even having learned, you’re really too bold.

You’ve scared me,” Hong Jiaxin was even more nervous than Luoyang.

“Once we’re out of the urban area and there are fewer cars on the road, it’ll be fine.

Monitor, don’t worry about me driving.

There won’t be any big problems.

I pick things up quickly,” Luoyang said with a smile.

“Stop talking and focus on driving.

I still want to live,” Hong Jiaxin reminded him.

At this moment, her cell phone’s ringtone sounded, she took out her phone and saw the incoming call display; it was from Suyun.

Without answering, she could roughly guess what the homeroom teacher wanted to talk about.

“Teacher Su is calling, what should we do?” Hong Jiaxin asked.

“Answer it.

Let’s see what she says.

If she asks us to go back, just pretend that the signal is bad and hang up.

Make sure I don’t hear it because I don’t know how to answer Teacher Su,” Luoyang directed.

Hearing this kind of bad idea, Hong Jiaxin felt both annoyed and amused.

After hesitating for a moment, she still answered the call and asked, “Teacher Su?

What’s the matter?”

She turned on the speakerphone, so Luoyang could hear both sides of the conversation.

All they heard was Suyun’s voice coming through the phone, “Where are you now?

Have you come back?”

The homeroom teacher had been waiting for Luo Yang and Hong Jiaxin for a long time and just hoped they would return soon.

“We’re on the way back.

Should be there soon.

Teacher Su, let’s talk when we meet,” Hong Jiaxin answered.

“Then I’ll wait for you at the school.

Tonight, we’ll have a good talk about the two of you.

Let me speak with Luo Yang for a moment, give him the phone,” Suyun said.

“Teacher Su, it seems he’s not heading to school.

He’s going back home first and then to the county town.

He’s driving right now and can’t talk on the phone,” Hong Jiaxin said.

“Tell him to come back.

Don’t go anywhere else, come straight to the school first.

I want to have a chat with you both,” Suyun hinted.

Hong Jiaxin then called out to Luo Yang in the car, asking him twice to go to school.

When Luo Yang shook his head, she said he refused to go back.

She pushed all the blame onto Luo Yang.

Right after that, Suyun said, “Hong Jiaxin, you don’t follow him.

Come back to the school first.”

Thinking of the dangers of the charcoal incident, Hong Jiaxin felt uneasy at the thought of going back to the school alone.

She might encounter troublemakers again, and without Luo Yang by her side, she wouldn’t know what to do.

These were things she couldn’t explain to Suyun all of a sudden.

So, she blurted out, “Teacher Su, can’t you hear me talking?

Did you turn off your phone?

Why is there no sound?

The signal is so bad.

Hello, Teacher Su, are you there?

Hello, hello…”

On the other end of the phone, Suyun repeatedly said, “I can hear you.

Can’t you hear me talking?

Can you hear me?

Hello, hello…”

After Hong Jiaxin hung up, Luo Yang laughed and said, “You’re dead, actually ignoring Teacher Su’s calls.

I’ll tell her tomorrow, and then you’re done for.

Wow, hanging up on Teacher Su’s calls.

Ha ha.”

Hong Jiaxin said with a smile, “If you dare to tattle, I’ll beat you up.

Besides, you were the one who taught me to do this.

If Teacher Su finds out, she’ll criticize you even more.”

It wasn’t that Luo Yang didn’t want to see Suyun, but he didn’t know what he would say if he did meet her.

Luo Yang and Hong Jiaxin really had matters to attend to outside and weren’t just out having fun.

But in Suyun’s view, it appeared as if the two had skipped class just to play, which was very bad.

“Class monitor, I didn’t expect you to be so cunning,” Luo Yang said with a laugh.

Though it was he who had instructed her to do so, now he laughed at her for it.

Hong Jiaxin coldly chuckled, “You think you can frame me?

You’ll get what’s coming to you!”

As she spoke, she reached out to pinch Luo Yang.

The two were sitting in the car, and even though Luo Yang’s Shadow Fist was unbeatable, there was no way to dodge when Hong Jiaxin reached for his thigh.

“Class monitor, stop pinching me.

Gentlemen should use words, not force.

Ouch!

Ouch!

You’re twisting my flesh off!” Luo Yang grimaced, making a face.

Hong Jiaxin, feeling gloomy inside, saw his painful expression and let out a chuckle, but continued to twist his thigh, albeit with a little less strength than before.

“How’s my grip?

Dare to tease me again, and you’re done for,” she said, giggling.

“Class monitor, when it comes to fighting while sitting, you definitely take the top spot.

But once out of the car, heh heh, then you come in second,” Luo Yang said as he drove, unable to move his legs freely, so he simply let Hong Jiaxin wreck havoc.

He teased her, and she got even more enthusiastic, stretching out both hands to pinch.

At that moment, the car had already crossed Renmin Bridge, left the city, and was on the way to Hongyun Town.

Luo Yang then pulled over to the roadside and stopped.

Hong Jiaxin’s playfulness remained, as she continued to laugh and twist Luo Yang.

“Class monitor, we’re supposed to be gentlemen who use our words, not our hands.

If you’re going to use your hands, then I have to as well,” Luo Yang said with a smile.

“Aren’t you driving?

I don’t have time for this!

I’ll call Teacher Su and tell her you taught me to lie to her,” Hong Jiaxin said, pouting her red lips.

Luo Yang had intended to share a joke or two, but seeing Hong Jiaxin’s light frown, he felt it was better not to provoke her.

Still, Luo Yang reached out to gently pinch Hong Jiaxin’s arm, not too hard.

Hong Jiaxin feigned anger, “I won’t let you off today.

I’m going to hit you.”

Luo Yang laughed, “Class monitor, you’ve pinched me so many times.

You’re really too barbaric, aren’t you?”

She unbuckled her seatbelt, turned around, and lifted both legs to kick at him.

In the tight space of the car, Luo Yang couldn’t easily dodge, but with True Qi in his body, he was much stronger than her.

With a deflection and a grab, he took hold of her ankles, restraining her.