Chapter Sixty

  "Not going?"

  The fox approached, lowered its head and body, and put its face close to mine, saying in a threatening tone: "Are you sure the Thirteenth Generation won't leave?"

  "Uh-huh."

  I nodded at him with a resolute expression and backed away until I was pressed against the cold wall.

  If I could, I really wish I could turn into a spider and crawl out of his arms right now.

  "You..."

  He frowned and reached out his hand, giving me a fright.

  I thought he was going to hit me, but unexpectedly, his hand gently stroked my hair, and in a low voice, said: "Then don't blame Ben Zun."

  "Huh?"

  I raised my head and looked at him curiously, seeing a look on his face that seemed to say "the storm is coming" and I was almost scared into surrender.

  "Hey classmate, it's time for class now, please take a seat and let's start!"

  Finally, the voice of the English teacher was heard in the classroom.

  The fox listened, frowned and was very displeased, took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and looked at the teacher on the podium.

  "What did you say?"

  The fox's voice was like it came out from between his teeth, sounding eerie and frightening in the ears, startling the English teacher who stood there dazed, with a half-open mouth as if there were still some words that hadn't been spoken.

  "Go."

  The teachers were all shocked by themselves, and the fox was also impolite. Without saying a word, he walked up to me, pulled my arm, and put me on his shoulder.

  "Hey, stinky fox, let me down quickly, let me down quickly."

  I shouted and pounded on his back, but he seemed to have no reaction at all.

  At this time, the classroom first rang out a burst of screams, followed by applause, and some girls' painful and regretful voices.

  "Don't call out again."

  Slap slap slap, another few heavy slaps on my butt, I wanted to cry but had no tears, what kind of sin did I commit to meet such a violent man.

  The English teacher was a man in his thirties, who looked at the fox with such arrogance and walked away with me in front of him, also with a stunned expression, without making any resistance.

  "Teacher, teacher save me! I have class, hurry up and stop him."

  I was kicking my legs wildly and shouting loudly.

  But the English teacher picked up a piece of chalk, turned around and started writing test questions on the blackboard, as if he hadn't seen me at all.

  And so, I was carried out of the classroom by the fox, who seemed to be carrying a heavy burden, under the envious and resentful eyes of my classmates.

  Everyone ignores me, it's really too much!

  At the last moment of entering and leaving the door, I grasped the door frame with both hands forward, struggling hard, "Hey, save me!"

  Poor me, a poor student, it's so hard to study in this university. I've only been here for a few days and I'm already late or skipping class. Today, I even offended many female classmates and was publicly carried out by the fox spirit in front of everyone. How miserable will my future days be?

  "Hey, if you keep this up, I'm definitely going to fail the mid-term exam. A poor kid like me can only attend a good school like this because of my grades. If you keep causing trouble for me in class every day, it's not just that I won't get a scholarship, but even passing without repeating a grade will be difficult."

  "Whatever the level is, I'm hungry, I want to eat something."

  "Wooo..."

  Good grief! How did I end up with such a troublesome fox?!