Stop Bothering Me, Emperor Chapter 10 - Class Meeting

Chapter 10 - Cla.s.s Meeting

There was a forum online about Sheng Meng High School, founded by a few rich young ladies in their second year. Because there’s currently no official website, this small forum became the gathering place for the entire student population of Sheng Meng High School on the internet.

The t.i.tle 4G came from this forum.

Ordinary high schools would strictly limit the students’ access to the internet, believing it would affect their studies, but private schools wouldn’t do this. Every floor in the dormitory had a computer room, fitted with sufficient computers, and the dorm rooms also had wireless network coverage.

Last night, a post named ‘F4 and 4G’ was refined and stuck at the top. It compared the four flower beauties of ‘Meteor Storm’ and Sheng Meng’s four hotties in detail, and was surprised to discover that they had a lot in common.

A city was a metropolis, but the circle of the upper cla.s.s could only be so big. The number of students of this school whose family knew each other weren’t few. Soon people dug out the background of these four boys. Jiang, Shen, Han, and Yan the four families were well-known in A city, and the four hotties just so happen to be these four families’ legitimate children.

Love’s muttering: Some words should be said online only, advising everyone not to provoke them.

Doll: Upstairs, what do you mean?

Two black dogs: Asking the same question, what do you mean?

Love’s muttering: I was in the same middle school as them, no one dared to provoke them, nothing more to say, you guys better conduct yourselves well.

Oppa saranghae: I was also in the same school as them, don’t worry, they don’t hit girls, only teach a lesson to boys

Doll: Wowow, such gentlemen, they’re the real life version of F4

……

Handsome appearance, distinguished family background, clothes which stood out from the ma.s.s, fierce towards boys and gentle towards girls, this 4G term of address rapidly became popular around the school.

Morning study session, Hua jie had repeatedly written the names of the four people, and even Liu Lu couldn’t help asking her deskmate Qian Jiahui about 4G. Qian Jiahui used to be in the same middle school as them, so he might know a lot.

Qian Jiahui listlessly said, “If you tell me how to make snowflake ge wash his hair, then I’ll tell you what 4G was like in middle school.”

Snowflake ge is the nickname everyone had given Li Dahui, because when he flings his head there’ll be snowflakes floating.

Their conversation fizzled out.

Song Xiao heard the four of them had distinguished families, and felt some concern. His family’s concubine’s daughter had connections with them, if they plan on being like before and wanted to do him harm, it was better for him to take precautions.

The morning’s cla.s.ses were Chinese, Math, and English. High school’s Chinese was focused on the a.n.a.lysis of ancient Chinese, which wasn’t necessary for Song Xiao to learn at all, but he still listened very seriously, after all, the use of vocabulary between modern and ancient times was very different, so he could use this as a pretext to quickly learn to read the modern linguistics accurately. Mathematics was still teaching number sets, so for the time being there isn’t any difficulties.

As for foreign languages, Song Xiao actually could understand the textbook and also read it. When Great Yu was rich and powerful, often times there were foreigners from abroad formally visiting the imperial court to send their congratulations, and he had followed the aspiring government officials to learn a few countries’ languages. Towards this young champion with photographic memory, learning a foreign language was not hard at all.

He can comprehend books, but listening to cla.s.s was completely incomprehensible! What ‘doing to doing’, what add ‘the’ don’t add ‘the’, Song Xiao doesn’t understand at all. A perfectly fine language, why does it need to be dissected like a corpse to be studied?

“Alright, let’s find a cla.s.smate to read this language.” After the English teacher had spoken a lot about strange sentence patterns, he was about to pick someone out to read aloud the text in the book. Raising his eyes, he immediately spotted the Yu Tang who had laid down on the table to sleep, and immediately broke the chalk in his hand, throwing it at him in a flash.

“Whoosh—” A paper ball flew out from behind, colliding with the chalk. Being at a standstill in midair for a second, the both of them then fell to the ground.

“Who— did—” The English teacher became furious, “Who threw that paper?”

Yu Tang was awoken by this loud voice, sitting up with knitted brows.

“Yu Tang!” The English teacher couldn’t find an outlet to vent, so he straightforwardly went to call him by the name. “Stand up and read this pa.s.sage!” This pa.s.sage had quite a few new words, he hadn’t finished teaching, so it wasn’t easy to read, the teacher was determined to pay attention, if Yu Tang read it stammeringly, then he will properly teach him a lesson.

Yu Tang unhurriedly stood up, picked up the textbook, then read aloud: “The Marquis of Jin and the uncle of Qin surrounded Zheng country. They were discourteous to the Jin, and had betrayed the Chu…”

The English teacher’s face turned blue.

Qian Jiahui used all his strength to raise the table, twisting his head to wink at him.

Yu Tang shot him a glance, put down the book in his hand and smoothly took Song Xiao’s book. After that, everyone heard a deep male voice comparable to a BBC broadcast, fluently reading the entire text.

Right at this time, the recess bell rang, and the anger the English teacher had was swallowed back, choking for half a day then suddenly bursting out a sentence: “In the future, don’t sleep during cla.s.s.” Then left with a huff.

“Wah, monitor, your p.r.o.nunciation is too fluent!” Liu Lu looked at him in wors.h.i.+p, and the other surrounding cla.s.smates also cast reverent gazes at him.

Yu Tang ignored them, using the corner of his eyes to glance at the Song Xiao sitting beside him, yet didn’t see any ‘wors.h.i.+p’ he had hoped for, on the contrary, he had some unconcealed desolation.

Because of the sense of familiarity he had inadvertently revealed, Song Xiao had some faint hope and expectations in his heart, that perhaps the emperor had, like him, came here midway, still remembering his previous incarnation. However, hearing Yu Tang’s articulate p.r.o.nunciation of a foreign language, this feeble hope was annihilated.

The previous Jingyuan emperor, no matter what Song Xiao said, he wouldn’t learn foreign language, believing it to be a foreigner’s bird language.

Yu Tang looked at the depressed Song Xiao, feeling at a loss, He looked around the cla.s.sroom solemnly. Then he saw a girl take out snacks from her drawer to give to her deskmate. The girl who had originally been doing her schoolwork indifferently immediately broke out into a smile, and the two of them began to happily talk about ‘4G’.

Raising a hand, a large black plum appeared in his palm. Yu Tang examined Song Xiao, then slowly pa.s.sed over the fruit in his hand. “For you to eat.”

“En?” Song Xiao was taken aback, turning to look at Yu Tang, then studied the plum in his hand. This fellow’s drawer was empty, where did this plum come from? Looking at Dugu An who was standing behind Yu Tang, suspicions began to arise from his heart anew.

Song Xiao liked eating plums, but officials are forbidden from letting people know their preferences, so he had always been very restrained, up until entering the palace, only did he eat without restraint. Jingyuan emperor had seen his fondness for it, so he had all the plum offerings sent to the Fengyi Palace.

Modern people don’t seem to eat plums, and within the school there was only this kind of imported, black plum.

“Yu Tang, you…” Song Xiao nibbled on a plum, watching him with the intention to ask, but was abruptly interrupted by the noise from outside the window.

Four boys wearing windbreakers were walking down the corridor, their half shoulder-length hair was gelled to the back of their heads. High-end Italian customized windbreakers, handmade Swiss leather shoes and standard elite chairman hairstyle, they looked much better than this morning’s lump of yellow.

“4G is coming, 4G is coming!” The girls on the corridor screamed, while the boys got out of the way one by one.

“You’re blocking the way.” The leader, Jiang shao, coldly opened his mouth, and the four of them stopped walking at the same time.

The girls immediately got excited, and the boys tried their best to avoid them. Li Bowen, who had just come out of the cla.s.sroom, failed to understand, so the snowflakes on his head followed his motion and filled the air.

“You…” Watching helplessly as the dandruff float onto his windbreaker, Jiang shao was furious.

“Cla.s.s monitor, they want to beat up Li Bowen!” A girl staggeringly ran in, with a frightened yet excited manner, she ran to Yu Tang.

Yu Tang didn’t even bother giving her a glance, slowly standing up, returned a notebook to Song Xiao, then proceeded to pull him out.

“Oh…” Before Song Xiao could finish the plum, he was dragged up. He could only clip the notebook under his arm, one hand being pulled by Yu Tang, the other holding the plum.

Even though the current Yu Tang was only sixteen, his majestic demeanor hadn’t diminished even in the slightest. Just by standing there, other people could not ignore his existence. Originally a noisy corridor, once Yu Tang appeared, it quieted down in an instant.

Yu Tang let go of Song Xiao, leisurely walked over, completely indifferent to the farce that was going on. Seeing him come over, the four young masters unconsciously took a step back.

“Each cla.s.s’s monitor, please immediately report to the academic affairs office for a meeting! Each cla.s.s’s monitor, please immediately report to the academic affairs office for a meeting!” The head of the academic affairs office’s loud voice was once again broadcasted.

Yu Tang didn’t even give them a single look, fixedly walking through the crows and towards the academic affairs office.

Seeing Yu Tang go to the meeting seriously, Song Xiao didn’t know why, but he kind of wanted to laugh. He just took a bite of the plum, and because of the laughter he immediately tasted sourness, two drops of tears seeping out of the corner of his eyes.

Feeling that they had lost face, 4G looked at the three receding backs coldly, then suddenly focused on the Song Xiao who was following behind Yu Tang. Wasn’t that the Song family’s idiot? Very good!

After the meeting, the fourth period of self-study was already in session. Song Xiao took a stack of forms to the teacher’s desk then returned to his seat.

Pulling out the chair on the platform, Yu Tang calmly sat down. Dugu An stood by his side, knocked the blackboard eraser, then took the chalk to write two large words ‘Cla.s.s Meeting’ on the blackboard.

“The school wants to set up the first student union, as long as the students have a normal intelligence and proper moral conduct, they can all sign up,” Yu Tang pointed to the stack of forms. “Whoever wants to sign up, come and get a form. After filling it out, pa.s.s it to Song Xiao.”

The brand of Sheng Meng mainly sold educational books. Under its banner, there are three private elementary schools and two private middle schools. Its public reputation was very good, and this Sheng Meng High School was opened for only two years. Many matters have not been properly finalised, such as the absence of a student union.

The first student union was going to be set up, this was a significant matter. Everyone was endlessly excited, but didn’t dare discuss it in front of the cla.s.s monitor.

“Any questions?” After Yu Tang finished speaking, he surveyed the cla.s.sroom. No one said anything, so he stood up and returned to his seat.

Other cla.s.s’s monitors were still spitting saliva explaining the spirit of the school meaning, while Special Cla.s.s One had already ended. Song Xiao curled his lips. When this cla.s.s meeting had started, like the previous dynasty, he nearly stood up and yelled: “Long live my emperor!”

The author has something to say

Little theater

‘Meteor Storm Encounter Starts With Dirtying the President’s Clothes’

Jiang Shao: Get out of the way, you’re blocking the road

Snowflake Ge: Wha? (scratches head)

Jiang Shao: My high grade, custom Italian, unexpectedly contaminated with dandruff!

Snowflake Ge: I’ll wipe it for you (hand covered with snowflakes)

Jiang Shao:… Very good, you’ve attracted my attention.

Baobao Note

when yu tang pulled out a plum from NOWHERE i was like nani but then it turned out to be Dugu An and now i’m still huh? does he have plums all the time? where does he keep them? why are they still fresh?