An art student with a score of 30% in math was forced to sit at the same table by his class teacher and the head teacher in Manchuria.
On the first day of school, I took the wrong answer sheet from him and he died on the spot.
He threw down the tutorial book with a cold face: "Teach you? Don't hold back."
I nodded outwardly, but secretly filled up my sketchbook with drawings of him - him frowning while lecturing, running on the court, and... Handing him a mint Band-Aid.
Everyone said that Lu Zhiye was a star in the sky and could not be reached.
Until the school sports day, I was knocked down, and he picked me up in public and rushed to the infirmary.
During evening self-study, he suddenly grabbed my wrist with a deep look in his eyes:
"Su Nianxing, you drew 99 pages of me in your sketchbook."
"Can you leave the last page for me to draw?"
——It turns out that the sweetest candy is hidden in the corner of the wrong question book. He annotated "Idiot, this question should be solved like this."
