An Olive Branch 

There were two things that the language teacher had been obsessed with recently: ancient scripture translation and asking Fu Zhi to answer his questions.

Whenever Fu Zhi was unable to come up with an answer, he would look at Su Xing with a grin on his face and say, "You'll have to copy each question that your deskmate can't answer 10 times. From now on, I'm going to torture you. I want her to feel guilty. I want her to know that she should never mess with a teacher and she should do as she's asked as a student! Wa ha ha ha ha!" 

Both Su Xing and Fu Zhi were speechless. 

After seeing what her teacher had done, Fu Zhi decided not to answer the whole language paper next time. 

The language teacher thought his deterrence had worked. After the bell rang, he left the classroom with a satisfied grin on his face. 

Su Xing buried herself in her desk and began writing, her pen flying frantically.