The Joy of Rebirth

"Guangyao, go to school for me!"

"Dad, I don't want to go, I don't want to meet Bihuang..." Lee Kuan Yew obviously felt guilty that he could not inform Ye Bihuang. [First text]

"You have to go to class no matter what, even if you are by Ye Bihuang's side to protect him! You can't watch your benefactor's son being beaten! Besides, if you are not allowed to tip off, you really can't tip off the tip! Our Li family's

Where has your backbone gone? Don’t forget that your life was given by Director Ye, otherwise your mother wouldn’t have given birth to you that day, and you would have died long ago!”

It turned out that last night after Ye Bihuang left, Li Jianguo asked Lee Kuan Yew why his face was bruised and swollen. Initially, Lee Kuan Yew didn't want to tell him, but after Li Jianguo's repeated questioning, he finally couldn't help but tell the truth.

This morning Lee Kuan Yew felt very bad and his alcoholism was not going away, so Li Jianguo did not let him go to school. By noon he had recovered well.

Li Jianguo feels that even if his son cannot study well, he still has to go to class! He must not fall behind in his studies no matter what.

Seeing that what his father Li Jianguo said made sense, Lee Kuan Yew's eyes changed from blank to determined.

"Okay! Dad, I'm going to class!" Lee Kuan Yew was originally lacking in ideas and had always lacked independent opinions. When his father Li Jianguo said it, he thought it made sense. Regardless of his bruised face, he just put on his schoolbag and left.

"Hey, this kid..." Li Jianguo knew that this matter was definitely not over, and he had to be careful when going out these days.

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"Hey, Kuang Yew, you're here." When Ye Bihuang saw Lee Kuan Yew coming to school, he was the first to say hello.

Lee Kuan Yew smiled and said: "Well, here we are. I was drunk last night and had a headache this morning so I didn't come."

Ye Bihuang hooked his neck with one hand and said, "Is there something you are hiding from me? Tell me honestly, did you get beaten by someone yesterday?"

"Yes, when I was drunk, I accidentally bumped into someone, and that person called a large group of people to come over and beat me. I couldn't see clearly when I was drunk, and I couldn't run away, so I had to be beaten...

...Fortunately, they vented their anger in the end and stopped, otherwise I would have been miserable." Lee Kuan Yew touched the purple swelling on his face, and immediately let out a long sigh of relief.

"Really?" Ye Bihuang looked at Lee Kuan Yew with disbelief.

Lee Kuan Yew knocked off his hand that was on his shoulder and said: "It's true! Where did you come up with all this nonsense? Also, don't make physical contact with me as others will misunderstand you." Lee Kuan Yew chuckled and took his hand from his schoolbag.

He took out the book and placed it on the table.

"Hey, Lee Kuan Yew, you're here. Your homework hasn't been handed in yet." Shana came over with her little mouth pouted. She was the math representative in the class. Someone didn't hand in their math homework today, but she was in charge.

"Hey, sister-in-law..." Before his sister-in-law could say anything, Ye Bihuang kicked him in the calf. Lee Kuan Yew smiled and said, "Shana, can you wait a moment? I'll finish it in a moment. I'll write it in a moment."

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"Humph!" Shana stared at him and said to Ye Bihuang, "You should take good care of this guy and ask him to hand in his homework to me honestly, do you hear me?"

Ye Bihuang said with a black line: "Okay, okay, no problem..."

Shana returned to her seat to do the questions. Ye Bihuang and Lee Kuan Yew both shrank their necks at the same time and looked at each other. They had the same emotion in their eyes - oh, mygod.

In the past, when Shana was not Ye Bihuang's girlfriend, Lee Kuan Yew rarely handed in homework. When submitting homework, he would find a student's homework in school and just copy it before submitting it. If a representative from any class came to urge him, he would still

He will argue vigorously and argue with others until his face becomes red and his neck becomes thick.

But now that Xia Na is his sister-in-law, this senior official is so overwhelming that he doesn't dare to fight against his superiors.

Seeing that Ye Bihuang was about to leave, Lee Kuan Yew quickly grabbed Ye Bihuang's clothes and said: "Hey, Brother Huang, do you have any math homework over there? Let me copy it, I can't write it -" Ye Bihuang studied much better than him in the past.

, Lee Kuan Yew always copied his homework.

Ye Bihuang raised his hands as if helpless: "That girl took away my homework a long time ago——"

"Holy shit!" Lee Kuan Yew then realized that Shana was doing it on purpose. When he looked at Shana, he only saw Shana glaring at him. He felt his scalp numb and sat down with an apologetic smile at Shana.

"Brother, you can take care of yourself. I can't help you much." Seeing Lee Kuan Yew's dull expression, Ye Bihuang patted him on the shoulder and said.

While talking and laughing, it soon came to class time. There were a total of three classes in the afternoon, and the third class was physical education.

Everyone has been waiting for this class for a long time. Some boys even changed into football shoes and basketball shoes at noon, waiting for the second class to end and rush out of the classroom to release their energy.

Finally, it was time for the physical education class, and everyone rushed out like a torrent. The boys couldn't wait to take out the footballs they brought and rushed to the playground.

Although physical education teacher Jiang Xiuqi also distributes sports equipment, some people feel uncomfortable using the school's sports equipment, so they bring their own.

As usual, everyone first gathered for a roll call, then ran two laps around the playground, distributed sports equipment, and dispersed for free activities.

Most of the girls sit on the edge of the playground or play table tennis or rubber band jumping, while most of the boys play basketball and football.

However, Ip Bihuang and Lee Kuan Yew are in the football team.

"Hey, Kuang Yew, how can you play football like this? It's better to rest." A classmate walked up to Lee Kuan Yew and saw that he had a bruised nose and face, and laughed.

"Go away! I'm still strong, so what's the point of playing football?" Lee Kuan Yew waved his big hand and said with a smile.

Fan Rong also came to play football because he had nothing else to do in physical education class except football. But when he saw Lee Kuan Yew's fierce appearance and Ye Bihuang's vigorous figure, he was timid and did not dare to step forward.

Maybe he was still a little scared, and the area where he was kicked by Ye Bihuang last time still hurt slightly.

Although it was most likely a psychological effect, Fan Rong didn't want to try again. He never picked up the ball, just hanging around the edge, as if nothing happened.

"Fan Rong - take the ball." A classmate in Fan Rong's team shouted. It was obvious that the ball passed by Fan Rong but he didn't take the ball. It was really annoying.

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention." Fan Rong blushed and turned sideways to let his team members rush over. He also pretended to grab the ball from the side.

Lee Kuan Yew and Ye Bihuang looked at each other and smiled. It seemed that the last time he taught this boy a good lesson, he really didn't dare to go against Ye Bihuang in a short period of time.

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