Chapter 92: The Trouble Caused by Love Letters

Haolei first swept her gaze across the students, then slammed her lesson plan hard onto the lectern.

Everyone who noticed her movement straightened at once, sitting up properly. No one knew why Haolei, who had always been known for her gentle manner, had suddenly flown into such a rage.

Could it be that she had entered menopause early? A few students exchanged glances. Unfortunately, Haolei caught that too.

"Li An, Wang Jian, what are you two doing, making faces at each other? Stand up."

Faced with Haolei’s rebuke, the two desk mates still obediently rose to their feet with their books in hand and moved to the back of the classroom.

In the face of Haolei’s sudden turn, the classroom was utterly silent.

Only then did Haolei begin. "Although you are about to graduate, and perhaps some of you already have your futures laid out for you, I want to say this: no matter how superb your medical skills may be, you are still students."

"Superb medical skills?"

When Zhang Shen heard this, his heart gave a jolt. Could Haolei be talking about him? But he had hardly offended her. Even the incident this morning was shouted by Meng Ran; it had nothing to do with him!

"I’ve found that one student among you has been relying on a little medical knowledge, using acupuncture and pulse diagnosis, and has started going around flirting with girls. I’m not against dating in school, but at the very least you should pay attention to the impact!"

Only then did Zhang Shen realize that the person Haolei was talking about was him. And in Haolei’s eyes, he must have left a terribly bad impression.

Just as Zhang Shen was still secretly wondering whether she meant him, Haolei suddenly shouted, "Zhang Shen, you stand up too!"

Zhang Shen knew that Haolei must have swallowed gunpowder today; her mood was visibly wrong.

"Teacher Haolei..."

He had originally wanted to explain, but Haolei would not give him the chance.

"Zhang Shen, do you know why I used up Mr. Lu’s class today?"

Zhang Shen looked at Haolei in confusion, thinking only, If you’re asking me, who am I supposed to ask? Don’t tell me you argued with Lu Ming and now want to vent your anger on me, the matchmaker!

At this moment, even if Zhang Shen had the guts, he did not dare act on it. In the end, he could only shake his head.

That shake of the head only made Haolei even more displeased.

"Early this morning, I was called to the principal’s office, and he handed me a letter."

"A letter?"

How could Zhang Shen know that Chen Rong had given Haolei some so-called letter? But even if there was a letter, why should it be given to him? The problem now was that Haolei had flown into a fury over it. Could it be that she had seen the contents?

If that were the case, then Haolei would be invading someone else’s privacy.

"Do you know what was in that letter?"

"I don’t know. Could it be that Teacher Haolei, you know?"

Zhang Shen’s deliberate counterquestion was really just to test whether Haolei had actually read the letter.

"Of course I read it, otherwise why would I have said those things just now?"

Haolei had the air of someone pressing her advantage relentlessly, but Zhang Shen did not care in the least. Instead, he said calmly, "Teacher Haolei, opening a letter someone else wrote to me without my permission seems a bit wrong, doesn’t it?"

Haolei did not think she was in the wrong and said, "I knew you would say that. In fact, the letter did not say it was for you; it was addressed to the principal. But the contents were indeed related to you."

Now Zhang Shen was only growing more confused the more he listened. By his reckoning, apart from helping to bring a pair of lovebirds together and hurting one girl’s heart, he did not seem to have done anything else unlawful or disgraceful.

"Do you know? Someone even sent the love letter they wrote to you all the way to the principal’s office."

Everyone who heard Haolei’s story was dumbfounded. Which class could possibly have such a bold little beauty? Even Meng Ran, standing nearby, could not help but look at Zhang Shen with new respect.

He had not expected his roommate to be such a master at wooing girls. It seemed that from now on, he could no longer fool around behind Ye Qiong’s back; instead, he should follow the right direction and walk along the route Zhang Shen had pointed out.

"No way!"

Zhang Shen simply did not believe, from the bottom of his heart, that what Haolei said was true. After all, in his view, if young ladies like Ye Qiong and the others had mentioned the matter of Wang Ying from last night to Haolei, and then embellished the story, Haolei might very well blame him. But Haolei surely could not be so unable to tell right from wrong!

"If you don’t believe me, then I’ll read it aloud to you in front of everyone."

Zhang Shen spread his hands, indicating that he was already as indifferent as a dead pig that no longer feared boiling water.

"Since our parting, the two places have been separated; it was said to be only three or four months, yet who knew it would become five or six years..."

Listening to this love poem, Zhang Shen found it rather lyrical, and could not help becoming interested in the girl who had written it. He immediately said, "This love letter is nicely written. I rather want to meet this girl now."

"You idiot, this is a poem from the Western Han, written by Zhuo Wenjun for her husband Sima Xiangru."

Ye Qiong at the side was nearly driven mad with anger. Zhang Shen had not even heard of such a famous line; it was simply impossible to agree with.

Hearing that it was from the Western Han, Zhang Shen thought: then wouldn’t that girl have turned to bones long ago? How could he possibly meet her? But what kind of girl would copy this and send it to him as a love letter, to express her admiration?

"Zhang Shen, do you know this person?"

In his heart, Zhang Shen kept crying injustice. Hadn’t they said this was a letter? If it did not say who it was written to, how was he supposed to know? And if there was no name, how could he know?

"Teacher Haolei, don’t joke. How would I know? But if you give me the letter, I can at least take a guess."

"Come get it yourself."

Haolei had long wanted to throw away this hot potato. Since someone was willing to claim it, she might as well hand it over as soon as possible.

Meng Ran nearby showed an envious expression, but Zhang Shen paid it no mind. He walked to the lectern and picked up the letter.

At that moment, Haolei had no mind for class anymore and simply said, "Everyone, study on your own."

Then she walked straight back to the office.

As for Zhang Shen, he began to examine the words in earnest.

"Judging by the handwriting, it really was written by a girl. Brother Zhang, you’re incredible."

Seeing that Haolei had left, Meng Ran came over with a grin.

Zhang Shen ignored him, only thinking that his luck with women was arriving perhaps a little too often.

The bell rang.

The morning’s final class was finally over. Although the physical education class that originally belonged to Lu Ming had been seized by Haolei, for most people it was still worth it, given the explosive piece of news they had heard.

Zhang Shen simply tucked the envelope into his clothes. After eating in the cafeteria with Meng Ran, the two of them returned to the dormitory.