Student She did not Want to Teach

In this world, if there was a poll for being the most cold-hearted person, if Song Ye was second; no one would dare to be first.

When Yun Hua was still immersed in the horror of killing someone and could not get herself out of it, Song Ye drove the car and brought her to a shopping mall. As she had not returned to city life in a while, the brightness of the mall made her feel uneasy.

However, Song Ye acted as if nothing happened; and she twirled around before handing some clothes to her. "Go in and try them."

Yun Hua looked at her dumbly. With their close contact, she could smell the gun smoke on both of them, reminding her that they had just killed someone half an hour ago.

The previous second, her hands were filled with fresh blood; in the next, she could happily shop at a shopping mall. This could only be done by a weird person like Song Ye. From the first time she met her, Yun Hua knew that she was different from the rest.

When the car stably stopped in front of the jewelry shop, Yun Hua was holding a bag of clothes but still could not recover her senses.

Song Ye leaned in to help her undo her seatbelt and advised her gently. "There are many things one can do in the world so don't always be hung up in the past."

Yun Hua lifted her head and looked at the young girl in front of her. She clearly looked like fifteen or sixteen, and her voice sounded child-like. However, her eyes looked as if she had been through a lot. When the other party moved back, she unwittingly extended her hand and grabbed onto the young girl's arm as she asked softly, "Song Ye, can I follow you?"

"Hm?" Song Ye was taken aback for a moment and hurriedly recovered her senses. She looked at her deeply and asked back, "Do you know what it means to follow me?"

This low tone shocked Yun Hua as she could not help but shiver and started feeling scared for some reason. However, she still nodded strongly. "Song Ye, I know that you aren't an average person and people might be appalled by whatever you did, but I still want to follow you. I want to be just like you and become even stronger."

From the moment she pulled the trigger, she knew what she wanted. She was not afraid of the fire ocean or the knife-filled mountain in front of her, but she was afraid that she would be stuck in the mud and would never come out of it for her entire life.

Song Ye was her only hope.

Looking at her hopeful gaze, Song Ye did not nod her head immediately, but she silently looked out at the streets. "If you follow me, your future would not be smooth-sailing." Back then when she was forced onto this road filled with bloodshed, she had spent many nights hoping that she could go back. "Think it through before you tell me. I'll give you three days." She saved Yun Hua as she hoped that she could spend the rest of her life peacefully; she did not want her to follow her footsteps and go down a path of bloodshed.

When she finished her sentence, there was no way to continue the topic. Song Ye got down and sent her back to the store before she turned around and headed for the gym.

After leaving school for two days, it was coincidentally on Friday. Song Ye felt that if she did not show her face anymore, Tang Meiling and the rest would talk about her behind her back so when the bell for the first period rang, she walked in with her white sports shoes under the shocked eyes of many.

After a collective silence, the classroom burst into chattering and discussions.

"How dare she still come to school after all that? She's really thick-skinned."

"That's right. If it was me, I wouldn't come at all. I'll just be a laughingstock."

"Hey, I heard that she quit school. Yesterday, I heard the monitor asking the teacher if she should remove her table."

No matter how soft they were, Song Ye's ears were very sharp and could hear most news. When she heard that Tang Meiling wanted to remove her table, her brows knitted tightly together and could confirm that the other party was in cahoots with Song Tingting. If not, she would not know what ill intentions the Song family had in secret.

At this time, Tang Meiling's face was very dark. The rare good mood she had in the morning was ruined when she saw Song Ye's face.

However, other than her, there was someone else who did not welcome Song Ye.

"Song Ye, take your books and stand outside the class. In the future, you don't have to attend my lessons." When the form teacher came in and saw the figure in the corner, she was stunned. These two days, she heard that Song Ye wanted to quit school and was still secretly happy that she lost someone that would pull her back and was even thinking of removing Song Ye's desk after class.

However, before she could carry out her plan, the person had already walked in and appeared right in front of her. When she thought of Lu Lan's coarse words and Song Ye's disrespectful attitude from two days ago, the form teacher did not want to be nice to her at all; and the first thing she did was to chase her out.

It was a brand-new day, but the atmosphere in third grade, class five was very suppressed.

Everyone held their breaths in to watch a good show, and they were all waiting for the female character to take her books and wail as she ran out of the classroom. Children at this age would never dare to disobey the teacher's commands, and a girl would not be able to endure such harsh words without crying.

Just like what everyone expected, Song Ye stood up. However, she did not cry, and her gaze was even braver… as she stood there and talked back to the teacher. "May I know what wrong did Teacher think I did? Why wouldn't Teacher let me listen to class right before the examinations?" Even though she was not particular about listening to class or studying, she did not want to be bullied like a soft toy.

The form teacher felt indignant by her retort, and her face turned even blacker. "You left your house and even played truancy. I don't want to teach a student who has no morals."

"Oh?" Song Ye's voice went up and revealed a cold smile. "I didn't know that teachers could stop teaching as and when they liked in school. I've got to ask the principal about this. If the teacher doesn't want to teach, then can I be directly promoted?"

She said her sentence as if it was a rap as she repeated 'teach' several times, agitating the form teacher until her face turned red. Piak! She slammed the podium. "Song Ye, don't talk nonsense here. Just based on your qualifications and morals, no one would object to you being sent out of class."

"Qualification and morals?" Song Ye calmly caught the misuse of words in her sentence and started to fight back nonchalantly. "I only heard of having no social distinctions in education. Besides, about morals, my conflicts with my family members are my privacy. I didn't come to school these two days because Teacher allowed me to take leave and settle my family issues. Did Teacher forget the words she said?"

"You…" The form teacher clenched her teeth tightly and was furious until she could not breathe properly, but she could not find a way to rebut her.

She hated Song Ye who was sharp-tongued, wary of showing her weakness, and fond of agitating her. Now, she did not even let her off easily.

During the confrontation, a figure stood up slowly; and her sharp voice resonated in class. "Teacher, don't be angry, it'll ruin your body. Examinations are coming up; if Song Ye wants to listen, then so be it. If not, she will blame you if she doesn't get into high school. Everyone knows her results. Even if she doesn't sleep for twenty-four hours, she wouldn't get into Shi Yi High. Now, she's just throwing a tantrum, so Teacher, please don't be mad."