Chapter 147: Chapter 146: You don’t even listen to Director Qi’s words?
Xiao Qimo’s arrival made the already tense air even more suffocating and rigid.
Everyone instinctively took a step back, not daring to approach Director Qimo. They didn’t even have the guts to look him straight in the eye.
Even though he hadn’t spoken a word, even though he looked scholarly with his glasses on, his presence still made people tremble without reason.
Everyone understood this to be what’s called “aura.”
Xiao Qimo quickly walked over to Lu Mian.
Lu Mian was still picking up pages from the floor, looking quite downcast, wrapped in sharp spikes that made her untouchable.
Seeing the Dean of Discipline arriving, Xu Jiahui felt even more confident, nursing his soft wrist while complaining: “Director Qimo, Lu Mian hit me! She started it! She almost broke my hand!”
Xiao Qimo slightly narrowed his eyes, ignoring Xu Jiahui, and asked in a deep voice, “What happened?”
Clearly, he was skeptical.
But the people in the classroom were too cowardly to speak up.
Class president Bai Fangfei was also trembling with fear, nudging Su Luo and muttering into her ear, “Luoluo, you should speak up, my legs are shaking.”
“Aren’t you the one who said your family knows Director Qimo? You have more clout; he definitely won’t scold you…”
Su Luo sighed, “Alright.”
The other students felt like they had dodged a bullet, thinking it must be nice to have connections, admiring Su Luo’s backbone!
Su Luo stepped forward and approached Xiao Qimo.
She explained that Xu Jiahui had touched Lu Mian’s notebook without permission, read its contents aloud, and even accidentally tore it. In desperation, Lu Mian hit him.
Her explanation was quite objective, not taking sides.
But fighting was wrong no matter how you looked at it, and for the sake of their class’s disciplinary points, she added, “Director Qimo, Lu Mian shouldn’t have fought. We will talk to her properly, please give us another chance!”
Xiao Qimo didn’t respond to her.
It was not about whether there would be another chance; that wasn’t the point.
He couldn’t bear to hear others speak ill of Lu Mian.
“Lu Mian, come with me to the office,” the man said.
Director Qimo had spoken, and everyone’s gaze returned to Lu Mian.
At that moment, she had just finished picking up the scraps from the floor and stood up, acting as if she hadn’t heard a thing. She returned to her seat and with a kick, she opened her chair and sat down firmly.
She then casually swept all the intrusive items off the table, leaving a starkly empty desktop.
The class’s first shock: …She’s ignoring Director Qimo’s words?
The class’s second shock: …Is Lu Mian’s courage made of dark iron?
Xiao Qimo: …Little rascal, I just wanted to ask if you were hurt.
“Do you have glue, clear tape?” she asked coldly, looking at the slim and chubby brothers.
Shouhao and Bai Fangfei scrambled to dig them out from their desks and presented them to her.
Lu Mian pursed her lips and took the items, then silently started to meticulously piece together her pink notebook, page by page. Her movements were delicate and patient, ignoring everyone around her. All the classmates had their mouths agape, hearts clenched in suspense, worried what terror might unfold in the next moment.
Would Lu Mian lash out again, would Director Qimo explode?
However, nothing of the sort happened. Lu Mian was calm, and so was Director Qimo.
But the air was still suffocating.
Shouhao picked up a page from a corner, glanced at it, and carefully passed it to her, which was presumably one Lu Mian had missed.
“Lu Mian, there’s one more page…”
He held it out earnestly with both hands.
Looking down, he seemed to see a hand-drawn cartoon animal avatar on the page.
Those brushstrokes looked like…
His heart skipped a beat, and his hands shook even more.