Chapter 140: One hundred and forty, Apology Chapter 140: One hundred and forty, Apology Tong Qi led Song Yan Ning to her desk, opened the drawer, took out some notebooks and a pack of pencils, and handed them to Song Yan Ning, “Take these, I really can’t thank you enough for the other day.”
“Teacher, I can’t accept these,” Song Yan Ning declined. She knew Tong Qi wanted to thank her, but if she really took them, it would surely provoke jealousy and discontent upon returning to the classroom. It was her first day of school, and she didn’t want to become everyone’s enemy, nor did she want to argue with those little brats.
“Song Yan Ning, I know this is far from enough to repay you for saving a life, but this is a token of my gratitude, so please take it.” Tong Qi stuffed the notebooks and pencils into Song Yan Ning’s hands.
Unable to refuse any further, Song Yan Ning could only say, “Teacher Tong, can I leave these here with you for now?”
Tong Qi thought for a moment, then nodded, “Alright, but remember to ask for them from me.” She knew Song Yan Ning was a clever child; she must have been afraid the other students would find out and didn’t want to take them home.
Song Yan Ning nodded, “Teacher Tong, I’ll head back to the classroom now.”
As Song Yan Ning left, the other teachers turned their attention to Tong Qi.
“Teacher Tong, is that student a relative of yours?” Teacher Zhang asked. If she weren’t a relative, Tong Qi wouldn’t be so kind to Song Yan Ning, making her a class leader and giving her notebooks and pencils.
“No, she helped me out before,” Tong Qi put the notebooks and pencils back in the drawer.
“What did she help you with?” Teacher Wang asked curiously. She had always heard Tong Qi thanking Song Yan Ning, even talking about a life-saving favor. What could a seven-year-old child have done?
“I had taken my son, Xiao Hao, to Beijing before. He accidentally got a candy stuck in his trachea while eating, and Song Yan Ning and a boy happened to pass by and saved him.” Thinking of the incident, Tong Qi still felt somewhat shaken.
“How did she save him?” Teacher Zhang asked curiously.
Teacher Wang and Teacher Zhou were also curious and looked at Tong Qi. They wanted to know too.
Tong Qi then recounted the incident.
“She knew how to perform the Heimlich maneuver? Isn’t she just seven years old?” Teacher Zhang was a bit incredulous. She had also heard of the maneuver but didn’t know how to perform it.
“That child is really something,” Teacher Wang chuckled and shook her head, her tone full of admiration for Song Yan Ning.
When Song Yan Ning returned to the classroom, she walked to her desk and saw a drawing of a pig on it, with the words “Song Yan Ning is a pig” next to it.
Glancing around at everyone, Song Yan Ning sat down on her chair.
Seeing that Song Yan Ning didn’t ask who had drawn it, many classmates showed a look of surprise in their eyes.
“I thought she was tough, turns out she’s just a coward.”
“If someone drew a pig on my desk, I would definitely find out who it was and make them apologize.”
“When she bullied Gu Xiaoyu before, wasn’t she fierce? How come she doesn’t even ask this time?”
Yu Xiaoyan looked at Song Yan Ning, hesitating whether to tell her who drew on her desk, but recalling the warning from the other party, she felt a bit scared.
“Song Yan Ning, should I help you wipe it off?” Yu Xiaoyan took out a pack of napkins, planning to help wipe off the drawing from Song Yan Ning’s desk.
“No need to wipe it off,” Song Yan Ning shook her head.
At this, Yu Xiaoyan looked at Song Yan Ning with a puzzled face.
“Ha ha ha…” Everyone burst into laughter. They thought Song Yan Ning had definitely chickened out.
“Are you sure you don’t want it wiped off?” Yu Xiaoyan asked again, just to be sure.
“Uh-huh,” Song Yan Ning nodded affirmatively.
“Why?” Yu Xiaoyan asked, not understanding.
“I will have the person who drew it personally erase the drawing and apologize,” Song Yan Ning’s gaze fell on Fang Ya, a playful glint in her eyes.
Fang Ya glared at Song Yan Ning and turned her head away. As long as she didn’t admit it and no one in the class spoke up, Song Yan Ning would never know it was her who drew it, and even if she did know, she wouldn’t apologize to Song Yan Ning.
Hearing what Song Yan Ning said, the laughter in the classroom grew louder.
“That should be impossible,” Yu Xiaoyan glanced at Fang Ya covertly. She felt sure that Fang Ya would neither erase the drawing nor apologize.
Song Yan Ning smiled, “Have you heard about the story of Pinocchio?”
“Yes,” nodded Yu Xiaoyan.
The others looked at Song Yan Ning, not understanding. What did Pinocchio have to do with this? Could it be that the nose of the person who drew would grow longer?
“Everyone, look at the person who drew it, and you’ll understand what I mean,” Song Yan Ning said with a smile. She wasn’t one to look for trouble nor did she want to argue with these kids, but she wasn’t about to let them bully her either—that wasn’t her style.
All the classmates turned their gaze towards Fang Ya.
Seeing everyone looking at her, Fang Ya’s face flushed with anger. Song Yan Ning was so mean to use this method to single out the person who drew.
“Fang Ya, what’s with your nose? Why is there a big bump?”
“Could the story of Pinocchio be true?”
“Fang Ya’s nose seems like it’s actually growing.”
Fang Ya touched her own nose. She didn’t believe her nose would grow—everything in fairy tales was a lie, so why would she believe them?
When her hand touched her nose, her eyes widened in disbelief. Her nose had actually grown—what was she to do? She didn’t want a long nose, not like Pinocchio.
“Wow!” Fang Ya cried out loudly, “I don’t want a long nose, I don’t want to turn into Pinocchio.”
The classmates around also touched their noses. It turned out that fairy tales weren’t lies.
“Have you cried enough?” Song Yan Ning’s calm voice sounded.
Fang Ya looked towards Song Yan Ning. Although she cried less loudly, her tears did not stop.
Song Yan Ning tapped the desk lightly with her finger, “If you don’t want your nose to keep growing, then come here, erase it, and apologize to me.”
“If I erase it, will my nose return to normal?” Fang Ya asked eagerly. If her nose could be restored, she was willing to do anything.
“That depends on how sincere your apology is,” Song Yan Ning said, a teasing smile playing at the corners of her mouth. She could handle her. It only took an “Illusion Array” to deal with such kids.
Fang Ya quickly got up, ran to Song Yan Ning, took out a napkin from her pocket, and began to erase the drawing on Song Yan Ning’s desk.
After erasing the desk, Fang Ya touched her nose, felt it was not as long as before, and was very happy. She looked at Song Yan Ning and said, “Song Yan Ning, I’m sorry!”
After apologizing, she touched her nose again and found it had shortened a bit, but it hadn’t completely returned to its original state. “What’s going on? Why isn’t my nose back to normal?” Hadn’t she already erased the drawing and apologized to Song Yan Ning?