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Chapter 215 Teacher He Yan~ We all love you so much~~

Until the break ended, when Barris and Barbie stopped arguing with the arrival of Teacher He Yan, Rui Rui still hadn't been able to open the family heirloom magnolia flower.

It almost flew off its back.

Fortunately, Rui Bu Si reacted quickly and the box landed steadily in her hand, avoiding the fate of hitting her classmate or bumping into the ground.

Rui Rui hugged Rui Bu Si tightly: "Thank goodness, I'm so glad I had you!"

The person being hugged hummed smugly, "Oh, it's nothing at all~"

"But even my magic can't open it..." Then there must be no brute force in this world that can open it.

How strange, using something like this as a family heirloom.

Before she could ask any questions, Teacher He Yan called out to gather everyone – the break was over, and the suspended classes resumed.

Perhaps because He Yan had left a deep impression on everyone in the previous two classes with his extremely strict and exhausting teaching style, the relaxed atmosphere of this class led to many students saying "Teacher He Yan, we love you the most too~" when class ended.

No, the main reason is his own statement: "My favorite students right now are all of you."

Unable to repeat the cheesy words, he could only respond with a smile... or rather, an awkward laugh.

"Teacher He Yan, are you alright? Your whole head is so red, so very red!"

Little Butterfly passed by him.

Little Fudie looked at him with concern.

"Are you sick? I have plenty of time now, I can take you to the infirmary."

Xiao Fudie used sincere words; she wasn't being sarcastic.

"No, no need, Little Butterfly." He just wanted to go back to the teacher's office.

The crowd erupted in laughter, and a large group of students who had already left came back, saying "Teacher He Yan, I love you the most" while making various heart shapes with their hands.

He Yan hated the poorly soundproofed campus at this moment.

Little Butterfly suddenly realized: "Oh~, I see, Teacher He Yan..."

"Teacher He Yan is shy~"

Without any premeditation, yet perfectly synchronized, the playful banter filled in the gaps in Xiao Fudie's sentences, and the girl covered her mouth, laughing uncontrollably for a long time:

"Oh, everyone's playing a game! This looks fun, I want to join in too!"

After saying that, he made a big heart shape in the air:

"Love you, Teacher He Yan, muah~"

They didn't leave He Yan any room to refuse.

He Yan will most likely never forget this day.

After the crowd dispersed and a while had passed, he prepared to leave—after all, he didn't want to be teased by students the whole way.

But at the door, he ran into the Flame King, who seemed to have been waiting for him all along.

"Flame King, is there anything else?"

“Um…” he stammered, his face flushed, “Teacher He Yan.”

"I want to know what you didn't finish saying earlier."

He Yan asked, puzzled, "What unfinished business?"

He should have said everything he needed to say in class; he didn't just cover half of the material.

"It's... what he didn't finish saying after praising Ginny."

Flame King quickly waved his hands twice as he spoke: "I am... the student council... Jimmy said the student council asked us to write down our strengths on the forms, and that we had to write at least 500 words, so..."

Jimmy said that instead of racking his brains to think, he might as well ask Professor He Yan and get whatever he could get.

He Yan was even more puzzled.

How could the student council possibly create such a form for everyone to fill out?

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed someone hiding behind a wall not far away. Jimmy, who peeked out, met his gaze, and He Yan saw Jimmy make a heart shape with his hands.

Where is there a form to fill out?

However, faced with the student's sincere question, he still endured the shame and answered his question.

"Thank you, Teacher He Yan." After solving a major problem, the student didn't leave; this time, he hesitated for even longer than before.

"Is there anything else?" Could it be that I'm too serious usually, which makes me embarrassed even when the Flame King asks me a question?

"Any questions can be asked directly."

Perhaps we should try to be more friendly outside of class.

"Have."

He Yan then waited patiently for the Flame King to continue.

After holding it in for a long time, Flame King took one last look at Hei Yan, as if making up his mind: "Teacher Hei Yan, I love you~"

In that instant, He Yan felt as if something was stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down.

So much so that when he saw Flame King run away, Jimmy gave Flame King a thumbs up, and when Rain Wind, who was leisurely leaving with them, suddenly turned around and gave him a heart gesture, he couldn't react at all.

Everything finally calmed down, and it seemed that he was finally all alone in the world. He Yan realized something:

"We've been too lenient with them."

However, when he said this, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up, and he didn't come down until he returned to the teachers' office.

"What's making you so happy, Teacher He Yan?"

"Director Pa seems to be in a very good mood."

"Oh dear, it's just a small matter." Sometimes, when things don't need to be, Pa slips and falls, and she becomes less easily swayed. "But it's really rare to see Teacher He Yan looking so happy."

As soon as he said that, the other teachers in the office also looked over.

"Oh~" Seeing that He Yan did not give an answer for a long time, Pa slipped to the ground and suddenly realized.

Now, whenever He Yan hears a joking "Oh~", his face instinctively starts to heat up.

"Heyan, your teacher will always be proud of you!"

The sound made He Yan's fists itch, and he finally understood why the students all looked like that.

However, he would indulge his students, letting them joke around during their free time, but he wouldn't indulge his colleagues.

Even if your colleague is your boss.

“Director Pa, the letter spread out on your desk, and the chocolates on the side, are…”

He pretended to be curious and walked over, but his handkerchief slipped and he hurriedly stopped himself: "Those...those are the trash we were going to throw away!"

"Oh~" he made the same sound as when his classmates teased him, "It's trash, but it's been sitting on the table for days."

"I forgot to throw it away!"

"Does Director Napa need my help? I happen to not have any classes coming up."

When the roles of the joker and the joked-about person were reversed, Victoria couldn't help but burst out laughing, but immediately pretended not to know anything and continued working.

After the principal went to the Presbyterian council meeting early this morning, Director Pa kept going back and forth between the office and various trash cans. How could he have forgotten to throw it away?

……

"Um, Magnolia Flower..." Before the Magical Botany class, Harry Potter hesitated for a long time before finally mustering up the courage to stand in front of Magnolia Flower's table. He glanced at the other person and added, "Classmate."

"What's matter?"

The fatigue from not taking a midday nap seemed to surge up the moment Mulan Huahua first saw him, making Harry Potter feel dizzy before he could even finish what he was about to say.

He turned his head slightly and met Rui Bu Si's gaze. Rui Bu Si winked at him, while Ya Ya next to Rui Bu Si looked back and forth between him and Hua Hua, finally settling on him.

I'm even more dizzy.

"Harry Potter, are you alright?" Mulan Huahua was puzzled to see him standing by her desk for a long time without saying a word and constantly looking towards Ruibosi.

"It's...it's alright." He turned his head again and looked at Gui Gongzai, who really couldn't understand what he was struggling with.

I might as well just say it for him: "Bobo said he wants to try and see if he can open your family heirloom."

"...Huahua overheard this, what if she misunderstands me...?" "I'm...I'm sorry, I didn't do anything to you..."

The family heirloom, which was said to open and reveal the chosen one, appeared right before his eyes.

“Even Rui Rui couldn’t open it, Bo Bo, are you really sure you can?” Steroid turned his head away. “But my sister said she’s encouraging you.”

For once, cholesterol was mentioned in a positive light.

Mulan Hua had no idea what the classmate she didn't talk to much was thinking.

That story about the chosen one was just one of many stories they made up in their dorm to preserve their family heirloom.

Besides, it's a family heirloom. Even if it wasn't opened for generations, it didn't prevent the original owner from finding true love.

"Didn't you say you wanted to try it?" she asked, puzzled, and was about to take it back when Harry Potter finally made a move.

"Well... I'll give it a try."

He was prepared that even if he tried his best, he wouldn't be able to open it, and that he would be depressed for a long time after returning to his dorm.

Even though he was mentally prepared, the dizziness from the tension was getting stronger and stronger, making his head feel like it was on fire.

I used all my strength.

The box opened lightly...

It's open?!

The intense burning sensation in his head made him gasp and clutch the source of the pain.

Instinctively, he still held the box tightly in his hand. The contents unexpectedly fell out. Mulan Huahua was still a little confused and failed to see the true contents of the family heirloom. To solve this century-old family mystery, a hand suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Immediately afterwards——

"Heartless Technique." / "Binding and Restraining Spell." / "Demonic Flames."