Ning Chu has to admit, it’s quite satisfying to confront the counselor.

Especially since he already had some resentment towards the counselor.

But getting scolded, on the other hand, isn’t so pleasant…

“If you have any complaints, come to me privately! Not in the group chat! In front of dozens of people!”

Han Jingye slapped the table in anger, “Have I been too lenient with you? Do you want a demerit just a month into the semester?”

Zhang Shaoqing, usually arrogant and unruly, lowered his head and kept his hands behind his back.

As the “ringleader,” he was too ashamed to lift his head.

Ning Chu and Wen Yang stood indifferently on the side, secretly exchanging glances.

What’s up with this counselor?

Why is he staying at the school during the long holiday?

“And you! Ning Chu!”

Ning Chu snapped to attention and looked up at the counselor.

Seeing Ning Chu’s slightly pitiful, delicate face, Han Jingye’s tone softened a bit. “Why are you stirring things up too? You should learn from each other and help each other out in your dorm. Is stirring up trouble all you’ve learned?”

“No, not really.”

Ning Chu guiltily averted his gaze.

“Wen Yang!”

Seeing the counselor shift his focus, Ning Chu quietly breathed a sigh of relief and turned to see Zhang Shaoqing still smirking.

What a shameless guy!

Giving him a glare, Ning Chu’s gaze fell on Han Jingye’s desk.

He quickly scanned it, trying to find evidence of the counselor’s misconduct, but such things wouldn’t be left out in the open.

This counselor staying at the school during the holiday might already have a target in mind, or maybe he’s already succeeded…

The book’s description of him is sparse, mostly salacious, with tags like “counselor” and “wolf in sheep’s clothing.”

The victimized girl wasn’t even given a name, only described as having a nice figure and being pretty.

“You three! Choose an activity to participate in! Otherwise, you’ll all get a demerit!”

Just now, Zhang Shaoqing had been smirking, but now his face fell.

He stubbornly turned his head away, ignoring the counselor.

This guy is a rich second-generation kid; as long as he’s not expelled and can get his diploma, he’s fine.

But Ning Chu didn’t have such backing and racked his brain to think of an event or competition he could join.

Honestly, he didn’t seem to have any particular talents.

The only thing he was good at was writing smutty stories.

The office fell silent, and Han Jingye wasn’t in a hurry.

He sat at his desk, took a sip of tea from a thermos, and looked at his phone.

“I’ll join the sports meet and sign up for a sprint,” Wen Yang spoke up first.

“Okay, I’ll note that down. What about you, Ning Chu?”

“I…” Ning Chu scratched his head in frustration. “I don’t know.”

“I’ll assign you something then. Zhang Shaoqing?”

Zhang Shaoqing defiantly raised his chin, “Not doing anything!”

“…”

Han Jingye sighed deeply.

There wasn’t much he could do with such a stubborn student.

He waved his hand helplessly, “Get out!”

“Tch~”

The three of them hurried out of the office.

Ning Chu breathed a sigh of relief but was still worried, “Shaoqing, won’t he really give you a demerit? It goes on your record.”

“He’s just a counselor. Does he have the power to give me a demerit?”

Wen Yang explained from the side, “Actually, he does. It’s written in the student handbook that insulting the counselor gets you a demerit.”

Zhang Shaoqing froze, clearly panicking a bit.

He glanced back at the office door and muttered, “Is it too late to go back and apologize?”

“Don’t worry, your family has money,” Ning Chu teased, seeing Zhang Shaoqing’s attitude shift. “Even if you get expelled, you can just go home and inherit the family business.”

“It’s not that. My mom would break my legs if she found out.”

Holding back laughter, Ning Chu said, “Don’t you like living on the edge? Teetering on the brink of getting your legs broken, isn’t that thrilling?”

“Damn it! You’re just enjoying my misery, aren’t you!”

Ning Chu and Wen Yang couldn’t help but burst into laughter.