45 Pen (1/2)

”Wan Chao, your father is an outstanding soldier. As the descendant of your father, you should inherit your father's legacy and promote his good work.”

Eh, she already knew that Jiang Kechu was going to give her a lecture like this. It seemed like Jiang Kechu had heard her conversation with Zhuo Yao just now.

Wan Chao chuckled and nodded casually, ”Thank you for your guidance, Uncle Jiang. I understand.”

She didn't want to waste too much time with Jiang Kechu, so she agreed with him. If she tried to retort or something, Jiang Kechu would definitely grab her and scold her with a stern face, as if he was scolding his subordinates.

Seeing that Wan Chao's attitude was not bad, Jiang Kechu nodded his head. After thinking about it, he took out a pen from his pocket and passed it to Wan Chao.

Unconsciously, she took a step back and looked suspiciously at the pen in front of her.

”This pen is for you. I hope you can study well and get into a good university to comfort your father's spirit in heaven.”

In the '90s, it was popular to send people pens, notebooks and the like, but Wan Chao was not used to accepting other people's things, especially since this thing was given by Jiang Kechu, who she was planning to draw a clear line between them.

Wan Chao lowered her gaze and said lightly, ”No need, Uncle Jiang, I will study hard.” After saying that, she turned around and was about to leave.

What did he mean? What right did he have to be so sure that she hadn't studied properly?!

Besides, if she does or does not study well, or if she is admitted to a good university, what does it have to do with you, Jiang Kechu!

He took two steps forward, and in the blink of an eye, he stuffed the pen into Wan Chao's bag, and then he said solemnly, ”Be obedient, and study hard. This pen is not only for me, but for all the soldiers your father has ever brought with him.”

With that, he left in big strides.

Wan Chao looked at the self-righteous back of Jiang Kechu, gritted her teeth, glared, and waved her fist at him helplessly.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Kechu was gone, and Wan Chao unwillingly took out the pen from her schoolbag, which had the word 'Hero' written on it.

Wan Chao had seen this pen in her previous life. Jiang Kechu often used this pen when he was writing. His sister had once asked Jiang Kechu for this pen, but he hadn't given it.

Wan Chao felt that the pen was a bit hot. She raised her hand and threw out the pen. I don't want your pen!

”Aiyo, who's throwing stuff around?” A boy in front of her covered his head and turned around.

He saw the hand Wan Chao raised and knew it was her doing. He looked around and picked up the murder weapon — the pen.

Wan Chao bared her teeth, how could she be so accurate? She casually threw it and it landed on a handsome young man. Judging by his school uniform, he should be from the same school as her.

Since she was in the wrong, Wan Chao didn't have a temper. She forced out an apologetic smile and went up to him.

”Excuse me, fellow student, but I accidentally threw my pen and it hit you in the head. I'm very sorry, but if you need to go to the hospital for an examination, I can accompany you and I can also pay for the medical expenses.”

If she did something wrong, she would have to lower her head. Since she was so cooperative, there was a high chance that the other party would not pursue the matter, Wan Chao thought.

As expected, the boy felt embarrassed when he saw how sincere Wan Chao was. He felt like a man who had just hit his head. He didn't need to go to a hospital, and she was also a pretty girl.

The boy blushed a little and said, ”I hope you will pay more attention in the future and not throw anything around. Luckily, it was nothing. If you hit someone else, it might not be so bad.”