"Um!"
Seeing her good attitude, Zhou Chenyu's expression improved a little.
"Oh? I didn't know your school has such a custom. Calling bullying a work of art is truly eye-opening."
Wen Xi raised her lips and smiled, staring at Zhou Chenyu, a sly gleam in her bright eyes.
Lin Shuanghua twitched the corners of her lips and frowned, "No one said they were bullied, right? I just listened to your nonsense."
He turned his head and winked at Wen Xi, telling her not to continue.
Zhou Chenyu became interested. He walked to Qian Liyang and, under his vigilant eyes, pulled Qian Liyang up. The two of them were like good brothers, arm in arm with him, not caring at all that their bodies were also stained with paint.
He smiled and said, "Qian Liyang, tell them, have you been bullied by me?"
Qian Liyang's whole body was tense, his hanging hands were clenched into fists, and a pair of clear eyes flashed with grief, anger and despair, but in the blink of an eye, it disappeared!
The girl in the corner got up at some point, and with tears in her eyes she tugged at Qian Liyang's clothes.
Qian Liyang closed his eyes, shook his head weakly, and said in a hoarse voice, "No!"
"Hahahaha, did you hear that?"
Zhou Chenyu laughed triumphantly and said, "Dear students from friendship schools, stop meddling in other people's business and focus more on your own affairs. Our Ouran Noble School has been rumored to be haunted recently. Be careful not to get eaten in your sleep..."
The last sentence sounded eerie and strange.
Wen Xi stared at him and said indifferently, "Really? In my opinion, you look more like that ghost!"
Zhou Chenyu's smile suddenly stopped, and he stared at Wen Xi with a sinister and malicious look, like a leopard staring at its prey.
"Ahem, it's getting late, Senior Zhou, I'm taking them to the restaurant to finish their meal first!"
Lin Shuanghua was so confused that she ignored the bad luck she had just avoided and pulled Wen Xi out.
"Mr. Lin, please respect yourself."
Wen Xi obediently walked out of the art room, shook off Lin Shuanghua's hand before she did, and flicked the dust off his sleeve with disgust.
Lin Shuanghua took a deep breath. Because that lunatic Zhou Chenyu was still in the art room, she gritted her teeth and said, "Classmates, I'll take you to the restaurant for dinner."
Wen Xi shrugged, glanced at the art room whose door was slowly closing, his eyes cold, and followed them to the restaurant.
Quite a few people had gathered in the restaurant, which served everything from Chinese to Western food. The strange thing was that many students packed their food and left in a panic. Others, like reincarnated starving ghosts, swallowed up the food and fled with puffed-up cheeks, as if a ghost was chasing them.
"You can eat as much as you want here."
Lin Shuanghua glanced at her watch and said anxiously, "But I advise you all to eat and go back to the dormitory to rest before seven o'clock. Otherwise, if anything happens, don't blame me for not warning you!"
After saying that, Lin Shuanghua, Qu Anni and the others hurried to get their meals. The small group sat together at a table and ate their meals in a hurry.
"What's going on? Why are all the people in this school talking nonsense?"
Song Shiming didn't like this atmosphere very much and said speechlessly, "If Sister Wen wasn't here, I would have wanted to go back."
"I probably can't get out."
Wen Xi calmly picked up the plate and took the dishes she wanted to eat. When she looked up, she saw the two people who had been bullied in the art room just now walking in one after another.
They had obviously washed their faces in a hurry, and the oil paint on their faces was not completely washed off, making them look like alternative clowns.
They picked up a simple meal and sat at a table nearby to start eating. The other students moved away from their seats in disgust and stayed away from them, as if they were some kind of viral garbage.
Wen Xi took the dinner tray, walked over without looking around, and sat next to them.
Qian Liyang was startled and choked on his food, coughing so hard that tears were about to come out.
"You, are you here from another school for exchange?"
The pretty girl said nervously, "My name is An Xiaorui. You'd better not sit next to us, otherwise they will also hate you."
"I'm not afraid. You said I'm here for an exchange and will return to my own school. I don't care how they treat me."
Wen Xi shrugged and said fearlessly, "As for you, is it really okay to have your dignity rubbed against the ground like this?"
Qian Liyang scoffed, "How can you, a kid from a wealthy family, understand the difficulties of ordinary people like us? We worked so hard to get admitted here, and our parents earn money to support us. Are you really going to leave like that? Ouran has a high status in the school. Even if we transfer out of here, other schools will be hesitant and unwilling to accept us. Then the rest of our lives will be ruined. Tell me, at a time like this, is dignity that important?"
"Hey, please respect our Sister Wen."
Song Shiming and the others came over with their plates and said dissatisfiedly, "Sister Wen is speaking for you out of kindness. Besides, our school is also an aristocratic school. How come we don't have troubles like yours? Seize the opportunity and work hard to turn things around. If you don't want to be bullied, you have to be smart."
Qian Liyang slammed his chopsticks on the table, his eyes dark.
He said coldly, "Yeah, maybe we'll get our chance soon."
An Xiaorui's face turned pale. She bit her lip and asked him, "What do you mean? Qian Liyang, you didn't go there, did you? Didn't I tell you that you must never go to that kind of place? If you sell out to the darkness, you will go crazy."
Qian Liyang fell into gloom, pursed his lips and did not answer her.
"Selling out to the darkness?"
Song Shiming looked puzzled.
Sizzle, sizzle!
The lights above my head began to flicker, the sky outside suddenly darkened, and the temperature in the entire restaurant dropped sharply.
Only Wen Xi and the Yue brothers and sisters noticed this wonderful change.
"Wen Xi!"
Yue Yan looked at her seriously, but saw Wen Xi calmly took out Lin Miaomiao's student ID.
"Student Qian, have you met Lin Miaomiao? Could you please tell Lin Miaomiao that she lost her student ID?"
Wen Xi waved her student ID in front of him, and Qian Liyang's face instantly became extremely ugly.
An Xiaorui was shocked, "Classmate, Lin Miaomiao has already... You found their things? I advise you to throw them away quickly. There was a rumor that if anyone found their belongings, all the classmates in the school would disappear!"
"Damn, is it so weird?"
Song Shiming gritted his teeth and wanted to snatch the student ID and throw it away.
Suddenly, the lights in the restaurant dimmed and a cool breeze blew.
A ghost face appeared in Wen Xi's ears, and a cold voice asked, "Did you... pick up my things?"
(Thanks to Duo Xingxing, Shuai Ya Ma, and Xin Mo Nan Chen for the generator!)
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