Chapter 33 Zhang Huihui and Wen Han, you have such a temper!
Wen Han only needed to sleep for a short while, but by the time he returned to school the next day, rumors about him had already spread like wildfire.
"Why do all these high school students have cell phones?!" Wen Han had already encountered several people pointing and whispering about him on his way here.
"People's desire for gossip is insatiable," the system comforted. "But host, don't worry, many people are speaking up for you."
"Huh?" Wen Han was surprised. "Really? I don't remember having so many friends."
“As soon as they see that Lin He is one of your cheating partners, they start explaining his story in the comments, making them think you must be the victim.”
This has become a standard procedure. Whenever Lin He's name appears on the school wall, well-meaning people always explain what happened back then.
Fortunately, there was Lin He, who was seen as an innocent black hole by everyone. The fact that her "cheating partner" actually included a "male god" made her lose credibility. Some people even sympathized with Wen Han for being entangled with Lin He.
There were also accounts suspected to be Zhang Huihui's alternate accounts appearing in the comments section, defending Lin He at every turn and claiming that Wen Han had seduced him, which only made her more mocked.
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"Wen Han, do you know that people are talking badly about you on the school wall?" the class monitor said angrily. "That's outrageous! Who's spreading rumors!"
Fang Songxia asked in bewilderment, "Rumors about Wen Han? What's going on?"
Fang Songxia was still chewing on his bread when the class monitor looked at him with a complicated expression: "You still have the mood to eat bread? They're spreading rumors that Wen Han is dating multiple people, and you're one of them."
"Huh? But I—" Fang Songxia stopped mid-sentence, still needing to protect his real girlfriend.
Wen Han noticed that his complexion was even rosier, probably because he was radiant with love. It seemed he had a very enjoyable chat with his idol last night.
Fang Songxia didn't forget her childhood friend just because she started dating. She said she wanted to clarify things for Wen Han, but Wen Han stopped her: "Those who don't believe won't believe anything you say, and those who do believe will think you're just making excuses no matter how you explain it. There's nothing to say."
As soon as Yang Lanjun entered the door, she threw down her schoolbag and angrily said, "Which bitch dares to spread rumors about me? If I find out, I'll skin you alive!"
That's right, Wen Han was involved with both men and women in several relationships. Yang Lanjun was also resented because of her bad attitude towards Zhang Huihui, and became a wicked couple who colluded with Wen Han to do evil everywhere.
"Who did this? Step forward! You dare to do it but not admit it, huh!"
Wen Han suddenly felt that she didn't need to settle scores with Zhang Huihui. With Yang Lanjun around, dealing with Zhang Huihui would be a piece of cake.
Zhang Huihui said sarcastically, "Yang Lanjun, why are you taking your anger out on everyone? If you're so capable, go and settle accounts with Wen Han. Who told him to have such a colorful private life?"
She couldn't stand it even a little bit. Wen Han was on her way to hand in her homework to the physics class representative when she heard this and immediately went to Zhang Huihui's desk.
"What...what are you going to do?" Zhang Huihui asked warily.
"You're the one who spread the rumor."
Zhang Huihui's heart skipped a beat, but she still stubbornly retorted, "Pah, what gives you the right to slander me? You're a policeman, you know everything."
"I knew it." Zhang Huihui had a yogurt on her desk, and had only taken a few sips after inserting the straw when Wen Han picked it up and squeezed it hard. Zhang Huihui's scream echoed in the classroom.
If the hair got on his clothes, Zhang Huihui would definitely yell and demand compensation from Wen Han, or make him take it home to wash. So Wen Han simply squeezed it onto his head and went to the toilet to get some tap water to wash it. Wen Han was even happy to help him wash it, and then she could take the opportunity to pull out his hair.
"Wen Han," Wen Ruan quickly grabbed a tissue to wipe his face, "Why are you angry so early in the morning?"
Wen Ruan's skin is delicate, so Wen Qingke would buy him tissues separately. The ones he used for Wen Han and Wen Ruo were the cheap kind that crumbled easily when wiped. Wen Han suspected that those tissues were even unsafe for wiping one's bottom.
"Apologize now."
"If anyone's going to apologize, it won't be me." Wen Han said coldly when she saw Zhang Huihui start to fake cry. "Ask him if he has the guts to tell the teacher."
A flicker of panic crossed Zhang Huihui's eyes. He was the one who had spread the rumors, so naturally he wouldn't dare to do it.
Wen Ruan gently comforted him, and Zhang Huihui's other friends also came over to comfort him. Wen Han calmly returned to his seat, earning Fang Songxia's admiring gaze.
Wen Han: "?"
“I remember when we were in kindergarten,” Fang Songxia recalled. “You also smacked that person on the head, then snatched my cookie back and calmly sat back down in your seat. I thought you were so cool back then.”
He said regretfully, "If I didn't have a girlfriend, we could still..."
"Stop, stop." Wen Han smiled. "If I were an Alpha, there might still be a chance for us."
"Hehe, that's true, I even brought his photocard with me."
Wen Han hated being love-struck more than anything, but it turned out his childhood friend was also love-struck—what a twist of fate! He sighed, "What does he look like? Let me see."
Fang Songxia furtively covered her face with her hand, leaving a small gap. Wen Han said disdainfully, "Do you think I'm an eagle with such sharp eyes?"
He snatched it away, gave Fang Songxia a complicated look, and then looked down at the small card in his hand.
My goodness, Wen Han's expression was complicated. He knew that anyone who could be an idol must be very good-looking, otherwise he wouldn't be able to make Fang Songxia so infatuated. Even though it was just a profile, this... was just too handsome!
Fang Songxia could tell what Wen Han was thinking just by looking at his expression, and chuckled to herself, "It looks great, doesn't it?"
Wen Han handed the card back to him: "You're definitely going to be manipulated by him."
"Wen Han, someone is looking for you outside."
Looking for him?
There was no one outside the door. Wen Han thought it was someone playing a prank, but she was suddenly pulled away.
"It really was you."
Wen Han swallowed hard. Wasn't this the Alpha who ganged up on Lin He that night?
The Alpha asked seriously, "What is your relationship with Lin He? You two aren't really talking, are you?"
"No, I know all about his dirty secrets," Wen Han said helplessly. "Someone is spreading rumors."
"That's good." Alpha breathed a sigh of relief. "If you two really talked, we'd have to force you to lure him out."
"...Why lure it out?"
"Beat him up."
"Do you have to surround him every day?"
Alpha said anxiously, "We've been holding on for six months now."
Wen Han began to waver; it was as if angels and demons were fighting in his head.
"Host, you can't do that!" the system said anxiously. "That's not good."
"He's the one who spread rumors about me. I bet he'll be laughing if he's said to be Lin He's girlfriend."
"You might regret it."
Wen Han whispered devilishly, "The word 'regret' doesn't exist in my dictionary."
"His partner should be someone else."
"who?"
“Zhang Huihui from our class, you can ask him if you don’t believe me,” Wen Han whispered. “But you absolutely can’t tell him that I told you.”
Alpha gave an OK sign.
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"By the way, why didn't Jingyu come today?" Fang Songxia was used to Jingyu always sitting at the same table with them during meals.
"He has a family emergency."
Zhang Huihui was about to scoop some soup when Wen Han wondered why he had to bring a whole group of people with him. Ever since Wen Ruan was entangled with Gu Cheng, lunchtime had no longer belonged to him.
"Sigh, look at them over there..."
She spoke in hushed tones and chuckled, as if afraid others wouldn't hear her, or perhaps afraid Wen Han would hear her, and said with a playful grin, "Keep your voice down, don't let him hear."
The group deliberately walked past Wen Han, and Zhang Huihui pretended to trip, spilling the scalding hot soup all over Wen Han.
"Damn it!" Wen Han jumped up from the burn, and Zhang Huihui quickly stepped back, saying, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
All the students in the cafeteria noticed this. The cafeteria worker, who was serving soup, suddenly saw a skinny boy come over and pick up the soup bucket.
There was still at least half a bucket of soup left. It was so heavy that even an adult would have to bend over to lift it. The uncle was dumbfounded, watching helplessly as Wen Han, with one arm around the bucket and the other holding a soup ladle, staged a water-splashing festival scene in the cafeteria.
Zhang Huihui's friends abandoned him and ran away. Wen Han was too lazy to chase after another person and focused on dealing with Zhang Huihui, splashing him with egg yolk.
The cafeteria was like a boiling cauldron, filled with Zhang Huihui's screams. Fang Songxia stood there anxiously, but he didn't dare to stop her, afraid of knocking Wen Han down instead.
"What's going on!" came the angry roar of the head of student affairs. "Which class are these students from? Is the cafeteria a place for you to chase and fight?"
Yang Wei happened to be nearby and witnessed the whole thing. She originally wanted to break up the fight, but when she saw that Wen Han was so thin yet could carry a soup bucket with one hand, she was stunned. Seeing the head teacher roaring, she could only bite the bullet and say, "Head teacher, they are my students."
"How can you, a teacher, manage them like this? Just watching them act up!"
Yang Wei could only apologize repeatedly. When the head of the teaching department saw that Wen Han was still holding the bucket, he was furious and snatched it away: "You're still holding it in your hand—ouch!"
The director's old bones groaned. Wen Han was sure he had no bad intentions; it was just that the director didn't have a proper understanding of his own strength, and as a result, he was pulled down by the weight and fell to the ground. Now, there wasn't much soup on the ground to begin with, but now it's all spilled.
"Director, are you alright?"
"Hey, Director, be careful."
The director, clutching his lower back, forced himself to stand up and, before leaving, instructed, "Make sure those two finish cleaning before you go back to the classroom!"
Zhang Huihui was on the verge of tears: "It was clearly him who splashed me."
"Alright," Teacher Yang said helplessly. "Don't think I didn't see you doing it on purpose. But Wen Han, you're too temperamental. Ah, you can't do that again."
Wen Han's clothes were wet, while Zhang Huihui was covered in egg drop soup. Wen Han wanted to laugh when she saw him, so she could only lower her head.
*
"Wen Han, are you alright?" Lin He was still smiling as he asked with concern, "Your clothes are all wet."
Lin He witnessed the accident, but he didn't try to intervene at all. He watched with a smile before finally coming over.
Wen Han glared at him, and Lin He laughed, "Shall I take off my clothes and give them to you?"
Lin He lifted his shirt, and Wen Han guessed he couldn't stand not acting like a jerk for a day: "Why didn't you help me mop the floor?"
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