Chapter 9
Although he knew that there would be many students causing trouble for him today, he still had to take his cla.s.ses.
After all, knowledge is power.
If he wanted to get stronger, he had to take cla.s.ses with the phone.
The young master and the steward, like soldiers rus.h.i.+ng to the battlefield, walked toward the cla.s.s.
At the same time, in the hall on the second floor of the Academic Affairs Office for the juniors...
A beautiful girl, who put her long black hair back in a ponytail, stood behind the railing and looked down.
The cyan swordsman robe failed to conceal her hot and slender figure.
She stood by the railing, like a fairy descending to the earth.
"Well, Junior Sister Mu, I heard that your application for skipping to the junior cla.s.ses has been accepted by the Academic Affairs Office, right?"
A gentle voice came from behind.
Guan Feidu, who was wearing a junior-year college uniform, came out of the office next door and looked at the swordswoman with a smile. This girl of humble birth was indeed the most beautiful sight at college. Just seeing her made one pleased.
Mu Xinyue looked back and said with a slight smile, "Yes, thanks to the help of Senior Brother Guan."
Guan Feidu was 15 years old now, with a height of 1.8 meters, slender and upright. His fair and clear face made others feel that he was a gentle and elegant man. Besides, having a good talent in cultivation, he was a Princes Charming in the hearts of the female students.
He shook his head and smiled. "Oh, I don't dare to take the credit for this. It was Director Pan of the junior cla.s.ses who prevailed over all dissenting views and accepted your application. Next, as long as you win the first prize among the soph.o.m.ore students in the Midyear Compet.i.tion, your application for skipping to the junior cla.s.ses should be approved completely."
"But I heard that Senior Brother Guan put in a good word for me in the presence of Director Pan. Thank you," said Mu Xinyue.
The girl with a flowery smile on her delicate face seemed to be grateful for him.
Guan Feidu was attracted by such a beautiful sight. He was distracted by her smile and was in a daze for a moment.
She deserved to be called the most beautiful flower of the Provincial Third College.
It was said that she had once developed a romantic relations.h.i.+p with Lin Beichen, who was an infamous sc.u.mbag. Fortunately, they finally broke up, and she got away from Lin Beichen in time.
"By the way, Junior Sister Mu, what were you looking at just now?"
Guan Feidu quietly changed the topic and tried to get more familiar with Mu Xinyue.
Mu Xinyue pointed down at the crowd and said, "Someone seems to be in trouble."
Guan Feidu looked in the direction she was pointing.
It was the cla.s.sroom's door of the soph.o.m.ore Cla.s.s Nine.
More than a dozen students blocked another student's way, and it seemed that some conflict had occurred and that they were ready to start a fight.
"It seems that they're about to fight. A dozen people are bullying one. They're going too far... Eh?"
Guan Feidu frowned and was about to stop, when he suddenly found that the unluckily hindered one seemed a little familiar.
Taking a closer look, Guan Feidu recognized the student as the infamous prodigal Lin Beichen.
Suddenly, he understood what was going on.
The Mansion of Heaven-fighting Marquis was gone, so today
"Junior Sister Mu, I heard that you were going to protect this prodigal yesterday."
Guan Feidu extinguished the idea of stopping the fight, put his hands on the railing, and seemed to casually ask Mu Xinyue.
Mu Xinyue said with a sigh, "Yeah, after all, he once helped me, so I also helped him yesterday to return the favor."
Guan Feidu said admiringly, "Junior Sister Mu is really admirable to clearly discriminate between love and hate. But now, Lin Beichen seems to be in trouble again. You..."
Mu Xinyue shook her head slightly and said indifferently, "I can't protect him anymore. After all, Lin Beichen normally does evil things, and he should also have a rough time and be blamed for what he has done before. Maybe only in this way can he grow up."
After speaking, she tilted her face and looked down.
A faint jeer appeared on her matchlessly pure and delicate face.
The slightly visible dimples on her smiling face indicated that the girl was in a good mood now.
Last night, she went to see two people one after another as double insurance.
As long as either of the two results became a reality, she would be satisfied.
Sure enough, Feng Lun, who was a sucker for her, did not disappoint her.
Early in the morning, he led people to block Lin Beichen's way.
"Great!
"Feng Lun...
"Showing your true value as a sucker."
Mu Xinyue laughed even more happily.
At the door of the soph.o.m.ore Cla.s.s Nine...
Feng Lun, who was from the soph.o.m.ore Cla.s.s Six, said resolutely, "Lin Beichen, don't say that I never gave you a chance. Draw your sword. Let's have a fair fight."
Lin Beichen was stopped less than 10 meters away from the cla.s.sroom.
How embarra.s.sing!
He was as careful as possible on the way to the cla.s.sroom, but was still stopped at the door of the cla.s.sroom.
"Alas!"
He said with a sigh, "An eye for an eye will only make the whole world blind. What's more, Feng Lun, if my memory serves me right, I've never teased or bullied you before. Besides, you have been acting as a friend of mine and doing a lot of evil deeds. Your reputation is no better than mine. You have no reason to get revenge on me."
"Hmph, you, sc.u.mbag, forced me to do all that evil... Lin Beichen, are you afraid? Well, it's useless to talk nonsense. Okay, if you are afraid, you can crawl between my legs and I'll spare you today."
Feng Lun wore an obvious jeer on his face while he spread his legs apart, pointing at somewhere below his crotch.
He used to try hard to please Lin Beichen, and called himself a follower of him.
Now that the Heaven-fighting Marquis had fallen from power, he had to immediately make a clean break from Lin Beichen.
What's more, he had promised the G.o.ddess in his heart that he would kill Lin Beichen.
His plan was simple.
To enrage Lin Beichen and make him crazy.
Then he would pretend to kill him mistakenly in the battle.
The worst result was that he would be expelled from college.
It did not matter as long as he could be favored by his G.o.ddess.
Such a prodigal as Lin Beichen could certainly not withstand crawling between his legs.
"So, what are you waiting for?
"Lin Beichen, you sc.u.m, come over here.
"Draw your sword out of anger, rush over here, and be killed by me mistakenly. Then everything will be over."
"I have a good proposal."
Lin Beichen sighed again and said very earnestly, "To speak the truth, neither of us we were good guys before. Wouldn't it be great if we let go of our prejudices against each other, lay aside our grat.i.tude or hatred with a smile, and turn over a new leaf...?"
"Shut up. I'm a good man... Are you going to crawl or not?"
Feng Lun was impatient.
Lin Beichen heard his words and thought that it was useless to pretend to be innocent.
A nice guy would always be bullied.
"F*ck you!"
He was irritated and broke out into curses.
"Feng Lun, since you don't want to accept my proposal and even compel me so aggressively, I have to be frank... I'm indeed down and out, but do you think that you can bully me at will? Hmph, let me tell you that I still have a loyal guard by my side, who is a great man chosen by my father and has reached the level of Grand Master. He was not intended to show up, but now..."
Lin Beichen paused and waved his hand, and continued to say arrogantly, "w.a.n.g Zhong, come here and teach this young man how to be a good guy..."
But no one responded.
Lin Beichen froze.
"w.a.n.g Zhong? Hey? You dog... No one?"
He looked back.
The old steward w.a.n.g Zhong, who had been behind Lin Beichen, had disappeared early on.