He transmigrated into the body of an idol who debuted at 15 but was now past his prime, and who was also a senior high school student.
His unscrupulous agent forced him to leave the entertain...
Chapter 41 Conflict
As the woman walked through an alley to the other side and got into her white BMW, she didn't notice that a black car had followed her.
Inside the car, Qiu Ling sat in the passenger seat with a solemn expression, staring at the car in front.
“We’ve caught up with them. You’re in charge of Luo Hu now,” she said on the phone.
"Alright, don't worry, leave it to me. I'll definitely dig out their lair today!"
Today is a beautiful day; the sky is blue, the clouds are white, and the air is filled with the aroma of breakfast.
Qiu Ling's mind conjured up the image of He Ting's death.
She jumped to her death, landing on a pile of garbage. Her death was gruesome; her eyes were still open.
It looked terrifying, with eyes wide open in death, but it was suicide.
If it weren't for the USB drive that Lu Yanhe brought, the case might have really ended as a suicide.
Qiu Ling looked up and saw a dark cloud gathering in the distance, seemingly moving in their direction.
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During math class, a sudden clap of thunder sounded, as if something had exploded, startling everyone in the classroom. Li Pengfei, in particular, followed the clap of thunder with a loud "Cock-a-doodle-doo!" like a rooster crowing, and everyone jumped up.
Although the math teacher was also startled and dropped the chalk on the ground, he was brought back to his senses by Li Pengfei's shout.
"Li Pengfei, what are you yelling for! Trying to crow like a rooster!"
The whole class burst into laughter.
Li Pengfei shrugged, as if to say, "Don't worry about how pathetic I am," and said, "This thunder is terrifying; I'm having a dream."
"How dare you say that!" The math teacher grabbed a new piece of chalk, broke off a piece, and skillfully and quickly threw it at Li Pengfei.
Judging by his posture, he would definitely be a master of throwing darts in a martial arts novel.
Li Pengfei nimbly dodged the attack. "Hey, Lao Wang, can't you talk properly? Don't always resort to violence at the slightest disagreement. Can't I even tell you the truth?"
Math teacher Lao Wang, his face dark with anger, was at his wits' end with this stubborn student who seemed utterly unyielding. He pointed to the back of the classroom and roared, "You go stand at the back! If you're so tough, then go sleep standing up!"
Li Pengfei pursed his lips, sighed, and said, "Alright, I'm going to stand in the corner as punishment."
Lu Yanhe curled the corners of his mouth.
Li Pengfei is quite an interesting person.
After class, math teacher Mr. Wang stormed off.
Li Pengfei returned to his seat.
"Brother Fei, you're amazing! You can still be so tough in front of Lao Wang."
"What nonsense! I'm very self-disciplined. I sleep in class, which neither affects others nor disturbs his class, and he still scolds me. He's just bored." Li Pengfei said righteously.
"Brother Fei, didn't you say before that you were going to work hard and do better than Lu Yanhe next time?" someone immediately laughed. "I don't see any effort from you at all."
"You know nothing! I studied until midnight last night," Li Pengfei immediately retorted, glaring at him.
"Brother Fei is amazing. He doesn't listen to Lao Wang's lectures and learns on his own." Another person gave him a thumbs up.
"What else? You listened to Old Wang's class for forty minutes, what did you understand?" Li Pengfei looked at the person who had just mocked him with a sarcastic smile. "Look at you, so smug and serious in class. You're just a student ranked 200th in the grade, and you dare to mock me. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were Old Wang's most prized student."
The person being mocked immediately blushed.
Are you crazy?!
"You're the one who's out of your mind. Did I start this? Why are you babbling on here?" Li Pengfei rolled his eyes and turned to walk towards the door.
"Damn it, so what if he has a few coins at home? He acts all high and mighty!" the man cursed.
Li Pengfei paused and stopped just as he was about to leave the classroom.
He turned around, looking at the man expressionlessly, his mocking and dismissive expression disappearing.
"Say it again if you dare."
Li Pengfei looked as if he would swing a chair and smash it over the head of that person if they dared to utter another word.
The man's face paled, he took a step back, bit his lip, and ultimately didn't dare to confront Li Pengfei head-on.
"Coward." Li Pengfei spat out two words and left.
After everyone left, that person let out a cold laugh.
"I can't be bothered to argue with such a big idiot."
No one responded; everyone just smiled and left.
Lu Yanhe glanced at the man, Luo Zicheng, a man who always had a foul mouth.
I had mocked him before, showing him photos of his stage makeup and laughing at the guys in his group in class, calling them all effeminate men with heavy makeup.
It really is true that a classroom is like a microcosm of society.
It's amazing how many love-hate relationships can arise from a group of high school students.
Seeing that no one was responding to him, Luo Zicheng, still seemingly unsatisfied, continued, "Don't you all think Li Pengfei is ridiculous? He acts like studying hard is nothing special and looks down on us students who attend class diligently. If his family didn't have a lot of money, what gives him the audacity to mock us?"
"Even Lu Yanhe is taking classes seriously, but he still acts like he can't learn as well as he can by himself. Haha, that's hilarious. If he could learn well by himself, he wouldn't have lost the bet. He's underestimating us."
“If you’re so capable, say these things to Li Pengfei’s face, but don’t say them in front of us,” Lu Yanhe suddenly said.
The classroom fell silent immediately.
Luo Zicheng also looked at him in surprise.
Lu Yanhe sat in his seat, one foot on the leg of the desk, and looked helplessly at Luo Zicheng, saying, "Li Pengfei lost the bet, but at least he honored his bet and didn't renege on it or keep nagging and making excuses for himself. If you're not satisfied with him, talk to him to his face and make it clear. Don't wait until he leaves to talk about it here."
"Besides, I don't think he looks down on students who study hard. It's you who seems to look down on students from wealthy families. So what if his family is rich? Did he steal or rob your family's money? What business is it of yours if his family is rich? When he slept in class, Teacher Wang scolded him, which was his duty as a teacher. Why are you making such a fuss about it?"
Lu Yanhe's outburst shocked the entire class.
This was the first time they had ever heard Lu Yanhe speak so much in one breath, even though they had been classmates with him for so long.
Luo Zicheng's face flushed red again.
"You actually spoke up for him?"
"Oh, you've got it wrong. I'm not taking his side," Lu Yanhe chuckled. "I just don't like you."
Luo Zicheng's eyes widened as he pointed at Lu Yanhe, "You—are you out of your mind! I haven't offended you, why are you so bothered by me!"
"Weren't you the one who called Lu Yanhe effeminate by showing him photos on stage?" Chen Qin suddenly asked at this moment.
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