Chapter 1155 - 1154: Mischievous, But Not Brainless
Chapter 1155 - 1154: Mischievous, But Not Brainless
Open sparring had turned into covert fighting, and the meaning had shifted along with it...Even though Gu Tong really didn’t want to go around making enemies, she’d still directly formed a grudge, and in Ding Sidan’s eyes, it even looked like some deep blood feud.
For this female teacher who basically had nothing serious to do, what just happened could instantly be promoted to top priority on her schedule.
Ding Sidan let out a cold laugh and said, "Enough! I’ll go teach the other class first."
As an internal medicine teacher, she had to take care of several classes, and everything she said between the lines was implying how terribly busy she was.
Did she really have to be like this...
Gu Tong’s head actually started to hurt a bit.
She just wanted to bicker a little, it’s not like she planned to make enemies on campus.
Was this the legendary "willow trees you never meant to plant ending up giving you shade"...
Try not to make enemies and the enemies come rushing at you anyway—this was seriously cursed...
Ding Sidan stomped off in high heels, fuming with anger. The emotions she showed were written plain as day for everyone present to see—her whole face already said "just you wait."
Hao Changxing was about to cough up blood too. He said, "Teacher Gu Tong, this matter..."
Hao Changxing’s head was starting to ache as well. He hadn’t expected Gu Tong’s ability to stir trouble to be this strong—she’d casually given one lecture and managed to make an internal medicine teacher blow her top.
Gu Tong knew when to back down. She cleared her throat and said, "Uh... this matter is indeed my fault, but sometimes, I just can’t help it."
"..." Couldn’t help it, so you just had to go roast her, huh...
Hao Changxing rubbed his brow and said, "When I first found out you were my father’s student, I was already mentally prepared. But now it seems my preparation still wasn’t enough."
W-what’s that supposed to mean...
Gu Tong raised an eyebrow, her whole face full of question marks.
Seeing how baffled she looked, Hao Changxing couldn’t help rolling his eyes. "My father told me all about your glorious deeds. He also said you often made him so mad he was about to lose his mind."
Gu Tong: "..." Hey, hey, hey, have a conscience when you talk, don’t frame me like that!!!
Gu Tong had no intention of admitting anything.
Hao Changxing simply said, "The first day he came home, my father was over the moon, saying he’d found a real talent, a promising seedling that had to be nurtured well and all that."
Gu Tong nodded like a pecking chick—yes yes yes, no problem at all, she was exactly that kind of worry‑free student.
Hao Changxing had never seen anyone this shameless. He went on, "But not long after, my father was so mad he was about to spit blood! He said his promising seedling had started skipping class, and once she skipped, she vanished for a whole month!"
"..." Uh, well, that...
The classes back then were really boring, okay, totally understandable...
"He made up his mind that once the student came back, he was going to give her a good scolding. In the end, the promising seedling rushed back on the day of the monthly exam, took the test, and got first place in the whole school. My father, half happy half miserable, called the promising seedling in for a talk. But the promising seedling felt no guilt at all—instead, she righteously said, ’If I don’t come back for the exam, I won’t get any credits. I’m not stupid.’"
"..." Nothing wrong with that logic...
Gu Tong might be a handful, but it’s not like she didn’t have a brain. Skipping class was fine, skipping an exam—that would be insane.
"The promising seedling requested to skip classes, guaranteeing she’d still get good grades. That made my father’s blood pressure shoot up. The old man has a temper—he blew up on the spot and said if she skipped class again, he’d dock her credits and stop acknowledging her as his student. Who knew the promising seedling’s temper was even bigger than his? She stopped skipping surgery class, sure, but then she signed up for every possible subject, took the monthly exams, got first place in the entire school for every single subject, and for her major in surgery she turned in a blank paper—with ’Class‑Skipping Application’ written on it as a provocation."
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