She always felt that Ji Yiran was behind yesterday's incident.
Originally, it was a skill to bend a person's wrist downwards, so it was not surprising that he could easily bring her to her knees.
The later part about crushing bricks is too ridiculous.
She thought about it again and again and felt that Ji Yiran must have been lucky and happened to touch a brick that had been severely weathered.
There is no other reasonable explanation.
It is impossible for the sickly and delicate Ji Jiaojiao to become a martial arts master overnight.
So when he saw Ji Yiran coming to school in the morning as if nothing had happened, Qin Yan had already made countless plans in his mind, thinking about how to vent his anger from last night.
Unexpectedly, before she even took action, Ji Yiran took the initiative to provoke her and add fuel to her fire.
Who in the school doesn’t know how she feels about Cheng Yuan?
How dare she openly ask others for Cheng Yuan's phone number and address?
It is reasonable to suspect that Ji Yiran did it on purpose.
So Qin Yan could no longer hold his temper.
But now, when Ji Yiran's dark eyes casually swept across her wrist, her wrist, which was covered with a plaster, began to hurt again.
She didn't want to admit that she was frightened by Ji Yiran's current aura, so she stiffened her neck and glared back.
"Ji Jiaojiao, don't be so proud. It's just a blind cat catching a dead mouse, isn't it? I was just careless yesterday."
Si Jiu laughed, "So, you are a dead rat?
No wonder I always feel that the classroom smells so bad today."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and fanned his nose with an expression of disgust.
The students watching the show around were whispering faintly.
"Wow, Ji Jiaojiao drank fake wine today? Why is she arguing with Qin Yan?"
"I didn't know that Ji Jiaojiao was so sharp-tongued?"
"Qin Yan's face turned green, shush..."
Qin Yan's face really turned green. She slapped the table, forgetting that her right wrist was still hurting. The slap made her almost scream, but she had to hold it in for the sake of face, and her expression was very distorted for a moment.
Someone nearby couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Qin Yan kicked the desk in front of him, "What are you laughing at? Whoever is laughing, stand up right here! You..."
"Hey, Qin Yan, even if you're angry and embarrassed, there's no need to vent your anger on me. The person who offended you is right in front of you. Why are you pointing at me?"
"You fucking—"
"Stop making noise." The monitor said quickly, "Class is about to start, stop making noise."
The next class was politics. The politics teacher was the brother of the school principal, the principal of No. 8 Middle School. He was very scary.
Qin Yan's expression changed and he put down his finger.
The boy who had just laughed out loud scoffed, "Do you really think you're the school bully's girlfriend? He hasn't even looked at you straight in the eye, what are you so arrogant about?"
"puff……"
This time it was Sijiu who laughed out loud.
"Ji Yiran, you fucking..."
The bell rang and the teacher's footsteps reached the door.
Qin Yan's face twisted several times, and he had to go back to his seat angrily, but the look in his eyes that wanted to tear Si Jiu's tendons and skin him alive did not diminish at all.
Si Jiu shrugged nonchalantly, and the monitor quickly said, "Ji Jiao, uh, Ji Yiran, I don't have Cheng Yuan's contact information, but I saw his address when I was helping the boss register the form. I'll write it to you after class. Go back to your seat."
"Thank you." Si Jiu smiled brightly at the squad leader and turned back to his seat.
The squad leader was stunned for a long time, and suddenly his face turned red.
Ji Yiran...is her smile really so, so...so dazzling and beautiful?
Sijiu leaned back on the desk and tapped the system.
[Son, why can't you open the live feed of Cheng Yuan, and can't even search for his address and phone number?
What about the upgrade?
Upgrading means becoming more and more useless?】
The system feels miserable, but cannot express it.
[Daddy, do you still remember how my surveillance was always discovered by my eldest brother and the screen would instantly go black?
I speculate that Fourth Brother has the same genes as Big Brother, so he has placed restrictions on me.
Si Jiu pondered. That's right. After all, they were all injected with the young master's genes during a genetic experiment. And the system at the time couldn't even access the real-time footage of the young master's surroundings.
Hmm... the young master is really strong.
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