Chapter 12
12.
Three days have passed in the blink of an eye.
The water on Wu Qi's table had decreased, and it had all turned into thank-you notes, still from the Fairy Peach Sisters.
I really don't know what they were thinking, saying things like, "Wu Qiren is so nice, he doesn't flirt and he's a chivalrous person, wow, I like him even more now."
At that moment, only four words were in my mind.
Go to hell.
If I hadn't reformed myself, I would have a bow in one hand and a high ponytail in the other.
But then I realized it had nothing to do with me, so I swallowed the thought.
But what happened next was something I didn't expect.
The pink virus named "Wu Qi" spread directly from the Xiantao sisters. Wu Qi's popularity did not decrease but increased. A crowd would gather at the back door of the classroom all the time, and his popularity was comparable to that of a popular young idol.
During break, Li Guangheng sat down in front of me, leaned on the back of his chair, and looked at Wu Qi's desk: "Tsk tsk tsk, just how many love letters are there now?"
I slammed the pen down on the table and said, "You want to be his accountant?"
Li Guangheng: "...No, no, it's not that bad."
His deskmate also turned around; she was a little girl with her hair in a bun, named Tian Qingqing.
Tian Qingqing smacked her lips. "But what can we do? Look at Wu Qi, he's not only handsome, but he's also so arrogant... He's totally my type, who wouldn't love him?"
I said casually, "Yes, I suggest you do more eye exercises."
"Get lost! My eyesight is perfect!" Tian Qingqing said again, "The main thing is that he's so arrogant, yet he has such a good personality. No matter how much the teacher scolds him, he can still smile."
Me: "I thought this kind of person was commonly known as shameless."
The air suddenly went quiet. The two people stopped talking and their eyes were both fixed on me. They stared at me for a long time, making my legs feel uneasy.
Li Guangheng finally posed the crucial question: "Sang Yue, do you have some kind of prejudice against Wu Qi?"
I feel like punching him when I see him, does that count?
The God of Wealth is the first person to turn a civil official into a military officer through sheer anger.
I turned around, picked up my pen again, scribbled a B on the paper, and was about to speak.
"There's no prejudice, it might be a preference."
The two people in front of me suddenly looked up. I turned around and saw Wu Qi carrying a basketball back to his seat.
He pressed the ice water against my face, and the coolness through the mist sent a shiver down my spine. "Aren't you right, Yue?"
I:"……"
I stood up, my face flushed, picked up a stool, and said, unable to contain myself any longer, "What a load of crap!"
Wu used the ball to block the attack, nimbly dodging it. With a loud bang, the surrounding people were startled and took a step back. Some who couldn't manage it with their bodies used their necks to move their faces away from the battlefield.
"Holy crap, awesome!"
"Let's call this move 'The Immortal Picks the Peaches'!"
"It should be called 'the immortal's severed head'."
"This tells us that we shouldn't mess with Sang Yue so easily in the future..."
...
We were fighting back and forth, and the school bell rang but no one stopped. Finally, the patrol officer with the long face grabbed us and said, "What are you two doing? What are you doing, playing wall-slamming in broad daylight?"
I:"???"
All around was quiet, and everyone noticed our current, uh... position.
I lifted the stool with one hand and pressed down on Wu Qi's shoulder with the other, my knee pressing against his crotch, just enough for him to look down at me with his hair disheveled and a smile on his lips.
The next moment.
Wow!
...
ha.
I'm tempted to take Class 5 down with me.
So, during the next class, two people stood at the door of Class 5, Grade 11.
“I’ve learned something new,” Wu Qi said, leaning back against the wall with one hand in his pocket. “So that was… called a wall slam.”
I stood next to him, really not wanting to talk to him: "You can learn what 'idiot' means when you have time."
Wu Qi choked a little.
"How cold-hearted! Have you used your conscience to tie red threads around your heart?" Wu Qi said. "Can't we just chat?"
I rolled up my sleeves and asked without thinking, "What do you want to talk about?"
"I don't know." Wu Qi looked up at the sky. "Or you could curse me out?"
I was speechless for a moment.
This guy surnamed Wu is truly shameless; he's created a new kind of creature.
I didn't want to argue with him, so I started a fight myself: "What are you going to do with all those love letters on your desk?"
“Let’s go back,” Wu Qi replied quickly, then frowned. “If I could find out who is who, I still can’t tell the Peach Brothers apart.”
"They're called 'Fairy Peach Sisters'... never mind."
Peach it is, I looked it up the other day and it turns out to be a cute cartoon character.
“I said.”
Wu Qi then said, "Why don't you sever all their ties of affection and prevent them from coming over?"
I looked up in surprise: "You don't like them looking at you?"
Isn't he the one who loves to show off the most?
Wu Qi: "I saw quite a few guys sneaking in, I don't know who they were looking at, but it certainly wasn't me."
I paused for a moment, then burst out laughing: "Aren't you the most popular girl among countless young men, Strawberry Bunny?"
"……Hold."
Wu Qi pressed my head down, angrily saying, "Is this something that can't be let go of?"
I shrank back, laughing and begging for mercy, "I won't say anymore... but you can't just cut off the threads of affection like that, it's against the rules, you have to figure it out yourself."
It's unclear whether Wu Qi listened after I finished speaking—because he slept for most of the day after returning to class.
The class representative talked to him, speaking very tactfully, and told him to handle his interpersonal relationships properly, as his current behavior could easily affect others.
Half-asleep, Wu Qi propped up half his face: "Why don't you go tell them I..."
Class representative: "What did I say to you?"
Wu Qi's eyes were glazed over: "Say I'm married."
The class representative said he had never heard anything more ridiculous in his life: "Or should I say you're dead?"
Wu Qi: "Okay, then you can help me find a grave later."
Class representative: "...What the hell are you looking for???"
Wu Qi felt sleepy again and was too tired to continue chatting, so he waved his hand to send the person away: "Just say that I... well, I have someone I like."
After saying that, he turned over and went to sleep.
I was reading in English when I heard a buzzing sound in my head, and I instantly forgot everything I had been reading.
I read it over and over again. I recognized each word individually, but I just couldn't understand it when they were put together.
Wu Qi's trick really worked. After the class representative went out to tell them, many people left the gate, and by the time school was over, there were almost no people left. The effect was remarkable.
The phrase "having someone else in your heart" is like pouring two bowls of cold water on the young girls out of nowhere, freezing all those pink viruses away.
It was this cold water... that splashed a few drops onto me.
On my way home, as I walked through the shadows of the setting sun and fallen leaves, I casually asked him, "Hey, have you really found someone?"
Wu Qi squinted slightly: "Of course—"
I couldn't help but swallow.
"—It was just something I said offhand."
Wu Qi took a deep breath and finally made himself clear, patting his backpack with his thumb: "The trick was flawed, but the effect was remarkable."
The aroma of cooking wafted from the alleyway, casting a warm, smoky scent on the cobblestone path. Students, just out of class, hurried home; the car horns weren't noisy, but the clear, crisp sound of bicycle bells filled the air.
A strange sense of relief suddenly welled up inside me.
"oh."
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