Song Jianbai found himself at school once again.
He remembered that the last time he went to school, it was because of his younger sister’s romantic relationship.
Well, going to school this time was because his nephew had gotten into a fight.
Never mind the fact that it had been the weekend just two days ago, yet here he was, being summoned to the school office on a mere Monday.
He felt that he and the teachers’ offices shared a truly deep bond.
He wondered if, once this mission was completed, he would be able to draw a similar role next time.
This made Song Jianbai understand how Xixi could remain so lively and cheerful even after accumulating a thousand years of mission time.
It was just like playing a video game.
As soon as Song Jianbai stepped into the office, he saw Chu Xingyan along with his head teacher.
Song Jianbai was already quite familiar with this kind of situation.
The head teacher explained Chu Xingyan’s situation to Song Jianbai.
“He will be a sophomore in September, which is also a very important period. Chu Xingyan’s academic performance is good, but as parents, can you please properly discipline him? He beats students at school every single day. No matter how good his grades are, we cannot keep tolerating this, can we?”
At this moment, the head teacher also felt a mixture of exasperation and high hopes for him.
Naturally, the head teacher also understood some of the changes that had occurred in Chu Xingyan’s family.
Yet the dead could not be brought back to life.
Precisely because of this, the head teacher wanted to stop Chu Xingyan from being so rebellious.
His parents had passed away just over a month ago, and the moment he returned to school, he started a fight with someone else.
“The teacher is right. Xingyan is indeed a bit mischievous,” Song Jianbai said, his tone very calm.
However, Chu Xingyan, standing to the side, no longer wanted to listen to such words.
His parents had said many similar things in the past.
They never asked him why he threw the first punch; they only knew how to blame him blindly.
Even though he knew deep down that hitting people was indeed wrong, he was simply furious.
Clearly, he was their son, yet they always blindly sided with outsiders.
Chu Xingyan knew that this time they would surely force him to apologize to the other party again.
However, Song Jianbai’s next words took Chu Xingyan by surprise.
“Our family’s Xingyan is indeed a bit mischievous, but he would never beat someone for no reason. I would like to ask the classmate who fought with Xingyan what the actual reason was,” Song Jianbai spoke up.
The head teacher had not expected Song Jianbai to ask about the student who got beaten.
Although the head teacher was somewhat surprised, she also felt that such matters indeed required both sides to face each other and understand the situation.
The main reason was that she had indeed jumped to conclusions first.
After all, the students who came to call the teacher had all seen that Chu Xingyan was the one who threw the first punch.
The person who struck first was naturally in the wrong.
Song Jianbai’s words truly made the head teacher snap back to reality.
But more importantly, it deeply surprised Chu Xingyan.
This was the first time someone had spoken up for him.
And it was from an uncle with whom he was not particularly close.
Soon, the student who had fought with Chu Xingyan arrived as well.
Since that student’s parents did not live in the city, but rather in a county town on the outskirts, they naturally did not arrive slower than Song Jianbai.
Song Jianbai looked at the approaching teenager, who still had injuries on his face.
It looked like Chu Xingyan had indeed used heavy force.
When the other party saw Chu Xingyan and Song Jianbai, he looked somewhat afraid.
If he had mocked Chu Xingyan before, it was because both of his parents were dead, so he truly deserved it anyway.
He was already annoying to begin with, and the student had merely said that his parents deserved to die.
That person had then started beating him with the intent to kill.
“Classmate, I want to ask you a few things. Can you tell me? That way, I can also seek justice for you,” Song Jianbai looked at the teenager, a smile appearing on his face.
Song Jianbai was using his own face in this world.
After all, the role he was portraying, while capable of influencing the protagonist, was only someone mentioned in passing a sentence or two within the text.
There was no fixed appearance or personality.
For instance, Chu Xingyan’s uncle was only mentioned briefly at the very beginning.
That was when the original owner went to demand a large sum of money from Chu Xingyan’s biological father, shoving Chu Xingyan, who refused to return, onto that wealthy family.
After all, someone under thirty years old certainly would not want to carry around an eighteen or nineteen-year-old burden.
However, what he needed to do was not continue the original owner’s actions.
Instead, he needed to teach the male lead how to cherish the people who mattered.
Actually, Song Jianbai was not very good at doing this sort of thing.
Still, now was not the time to think about those matters; he needed to handle today’s business first.
Seeing Song Jianbai look at him with a smile, the teenager grew a bit cocky.
It seemed this person did not like Chu Xingyan either.
As long as he shifted all the blame onto Chu Xingyan, Chu Xingyan would naturally get beaten up again.
Therefore, the teenager claimed that he was only joking with Chu Xingyan, and for some reason, Chu Xingyan suddenly started hitting him.
“Was it really just a joke? Think about it carefully again,” Song Jianbai narrowed his eyes, his tone even gentler than before.
Being stared at by Song Jianbai made the teenager somewhat nervous.
Yet he could not tell the truth, leaving him hesitating for a moment.
Seeing the teenager hesitate and not dare to speak, Song Jianbai knew that this boy must have said something harsh.
However, Song Jianbai was not in a hurry.
He simply told the teacher that they would wait until the teenager’s parents arrived.
Clearly, Song Jianbai did not intend to let the matter drop just like that.
Even so, he did not want to disrupt the two teenagers’ classes.
He let them go back to class first.
After returning to the classroom, Chu Xingyan unexpectedly listened attentively to the teacher’s lecture for the entire morning.
Naturally, Chu Xingyan also had his doubts.
Today was Monday; did his uncle not have to go to work?
Or had he taken leave from the company specifically because of his affairs?
Yet work must be extremely important to an adult, right?
Although his mother had indeed come to school in the past, she always came only after finishing her workday.
Even though he knew that, no matter what, eating was the most important thing, his heart still felt somewhat sore.
Furthermore, in his parents’ eyes, he was forever the one in the wrong.
Lost in these thoughts, at noon Song Jianbai took him to a restaurant outside for lunch.
The eatery did not look particularly high-end, but looking at the man before him, Chu Xingyan felt that his movements, gaze, and the way he ate were entirely different from anyone else.
Because the adult in front of him did everything with a sense of elegance in his eyes.
Even unhurriedly so.
He could make a twenty-yuan stir-fry look like a two-thousand-yuan grand feast.
Song Jianbai did not mind Chu Xingyan’s gaze.
Even though he did not like talking while eating, he still spoke up, “You do not like eating this?”
Holding his rice bowl, Chu Xingyan paused, then instantly withdrew his gaze. “No, I am not a picky eater.”
That was what Chu Xingyan said, but he glanced over the dishes on the table.
They were all very light.
There was no trace of the cigarette stench that his father used to carry.
Having lived together for half a month, he had never seen his uncle smoke. Instead, his uncle would give him a glass of milk in the morning and another glass of milk at night.
It seemed like this was simply his uncle’s own habit.
After finishing lunch, Song Jianbai brought Chu Xingyan back to school.
Chu Xingyan finally could not help asking, “Are you not going to work today?”
“I am, but your matters are more important,” Song Jianbai replied.
This statement was not false.
After all, this was his mission.
Yet these words struck Chu Xingyan’s heart heavily, like a mallet.
Song Jianbai did not notice Chu Xingyan’s change, and simply spoke on his own accord, “If you do not want to live in the dormitory, I will talk to the principal. From now on, you can just live at home.”
If he wanted to complete his mission, he naturally had to spend more time interacting with the protagonist.
(Banhaia Novel, much joy)