Quan Le: "..."

It's really speechless.

He didn't explain it anymore, but directly opened a post on the forum and handed it to Shen Yujing, "You can see it yourself."

Soon Shen Yujing understood the whole story, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his lips, "So, Jiang Yiheng lost?"

Quan Le nodded, "You can understand it this way."

Shen Yujing put the phone back into Quan Le's hand, "Let's go and see the excitement."

To Shen Yujing, Jiang Yiheng is like the legendary child of someone else's family, and he is also the one he has been compared to since he was a child.

Everyone is praising Jiang Yiheng for his intelligence and excellence, but in Shen Yujing's eyes, he is hypocritical and disgusting.

But even so, he was used to Jiang Yiheng being the top student in the grade. Now there was someone who could surpass Jiang Yiheng, and Shen Yujing instantly became interested in him.

The arrival of Shen Yujing and Quan Le was like an uninvited guest to Song Yi.

Song Yi didn't understand. Murong Huan didn't bully her. What did Shen Yujing have to do with this? He couldn't add to the drama just because he was the male lead, right?

Shen Yujing pulled open the seat next to Murong Huan and sat down. "Why don't you introduce us to our new friend?"

Although he said this to Murong Huan, his eyes were on Song Yi's face the whole time.

It was an undisguised, naked scrutiny and examination.

Shen Yujing was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the one with better grades than Jiang Yiheng, that perverted guy, was such a harmless-looking weak girl.

Looking at these frail shoulders, he was a little worried that if she stayed up late to study until midnight, she might faint because her body couldn't hold on.

That face was only the size of a palm, and the head was so small, how could it contain so much knowledge? This was quite magical.

Murong Huan ignored Shen Yujing, but frowned and looked at Quan Le, "What do you want to do?"

Quan Le shrugged innocently, "You really wronged me, I came here to accompany Shen Yujing."

"Yes." Shen Yujing nodded, smiled in a rare good mood, and stretched out a hand to Song Yi, "New classmate? Nice to meet you."

The girls around looked at Song Yi with envy.

God knows how much they wanted to talk to Shen Yujing, let alone shake hands and become friends!

Song Yi looked at the last piece of sweet and sour spareribs on her plate, and in line with the principle of not wasting food, she ate it while asking vaguely, "Why are you happy?"

Shen Yujing's smile froze on his face.

Quan Le: "..."

I've never seen someone who is so bad at chatting.

But for some reason, he actually had some admiration for Song Yi.

Shen Yujing had never been treated like this before, but he still patiently said, "I just want to make friends with you."

This time, Song Yi didn't even raise his head and directly refused, "No, I have a lot of friends."

"Puchi--"

Quan Le couldn't help laughing this time, and then he restrained himself and put on a stern face again under Shen Yujing's warning eyes.

Don't laugh, don't laugh! He has been professionally trained, unless he can't help it.

Murong Huan couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Shen Yujing, can't you see that he doesn't want to do it? Don't make yourself miserable."

Shen Yujing and Jiang Yiheng have always had a bad relationship, so Murong Huan is also happy to see Shen Yujing suffer, and doesn't mind adding fuel to the fire.

"Does this have anything to do with you?" Shen Yujing's eyes were cold when he spoke, staring at Song Yi, "I'll give you another chance."

This time Song Yi didn't pay any attention to him, just stood up and looked at Murong Huan, "I'll go back first."

Murong Huan nodded in response.

Shen Yujing was completely annoyed by her attitude. The moment Song Yi walked to his side, he held her wrist tightly. "Who allowed you to leave?"

Song Yi frowned and looked at Shen Yujing. "Let me go."

Because of the sweetness of her voice, her words that were clearly a warning now sounded a bit like a coquettish dissatisfaction.

The atmosphere between the four people was tense and the atmosphere of gossip filled the entire cafeteria.

Some boys looked at Shen Yujing with dissatisfaction, unable to understand how he could bully such a gentle and well-behaved girl like a transfer student, without any masculinity. There

were also girls with jealousy in their eyes, thinking that Song Yi really didn't know what was good for her, or was playing hard to get.

The soft touch of his palm made Shen Yujing lose his mind for a moment. When he met the innocent eyes of the girl, the anger in his heart dissipated a lot.

Although she was a little rude, it was not impossible to forgive her because she was smarter than Jiang Yiheng.

Shen Yujing thought about it and handed his mobile phone over, and once again handed it to Song Yi, and said in an imperative tone: "WeChat number."

Song Yi: "..."

Murong Huan did the same thing in the morning, can these people have some new tricks?

Song Yi didn't want to have anything to do with Shen Yujing, so she didn't pick up the phone but said: "I said, I don't want to be friends with you."

"Bang--"

The plate on the table was thrown directly by Shen Yujing, and it was so sharp that it was even a bit piercing in this quiet atmosphere.

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

Silence is the cafeteria at this moment.

Others could no longer hide their gossiping hearts and looked directly in their direction.

Shen Yujing has been raised like a star since he was a child. No one has ever dared to treat him in such an attitude. Song Yi's actions undoubtedly touched his reverse scale.

Originally, seeing that her grades were better than Jiang Yiheng's, he wanted to give her some protection or convenience in school. This was also a rare kindness from Young Master Shen after his wanton arrogance over the years.

But he didn't expect that a top student would be treated so ignorantly. She was not much less annoying than Jiang Yiheng.

As for Song Yi, her mood was not much better than Shen Yujing's.

Why does the male protagonist bother her like a dog-skin plaster? Is it because of the damn female protagonist's halo? If the female protagonist's halo is destined to end in death, then it's better not to have it.

Since she couldn't stay away from these main characters, it didn't matter if they hated her.

And Shen Yujing's hand holding Song Yi's wrist not only didn't loosen, but even increased its strength, as if he was trying to compromise with her with silence.

Three, two, one.

Song Yi silently counted down in her heart, but Shen Yujing obviously didn't realize that the danger was coming.

Song Yi twisted her wrist and held Shen Yujing's hand, and then quickly pressed Shen Yujing's neck with her other hand, pressing his face hard on the table, "Who allowed you to touch me? I told you to let go, you don't understand what I'm saying, right?"

Shen Yujing had never been treated like this before, and he lost all his face and dignity in public.

However, compared to being watched by so many people, what he found more unbelievable at this moment was...he was actually unable to break free from Song Yi's hands?

Amid the exclamations of the classmates around and Murong Huan's stunned expression, Song Yi continued word by word: "Ask around the streets of the Seventh Middle School in the Imperial Capital to find out who the father is!"

The rumor spread throughout the school at an extremely exaggerated speed -

"Did you know? The new transfer student pressed Shen Yujing's face on the table! I was almost scared to tears when I saw Young Master Shen's dark face!"

"Tsk! I'll tell you in secret, the transfer student beat up Shen Yujing! He was so bruised and swollen! My friend was almost scared to tears at the scene!"

"Oh my God! The transfer student beat up Shen Yujing in the cafeteria, and Shen Yujing almost cried!"

"What? Shen Yujing was beaten to tears by the transfer student?!"

—At

this time, Shen Yujing sat in the infirmary with a sullen face, holding an ice pack to his eyes.

Quan Le watched beside him without even daring to breathe, and at the same time he really began to think about a question -

who is this transfer student?

St. Sly College has the academic genius Jiang Yiheng in literature and the school bully Shen Yujing in martial arts.

The former won the first place in the joint entrance examination of Wushu City, while the latter relied on his martial arts to beat the neighboring St. Ann's Boys' School.

When this transfer student came, he not only took away Jiang Yiheng's first place, but also made Shen Yujing lose in a fight.

Shen Yujing is famous for his bad temper. As long as he is unhappy, both men and women will be in trouble.

So Quan Le asked: "Why did you let her go today?"

There was a purple mark on Shen Yujing's handsome face, and his expression made him look even more terrifying.

In response to Quan Le's question, he was silent for a few seconds and replied: "I can't beat her."

"Being able to afford to lose" is a rare advantage of Shen Yujing, but he has hardly lost in these years, so this advantage has not been discovered by others.

Shen Yujing admitted it frankly, which surprised Quan Le even more, and said: "No way? How can a girl be so strong? If even you can't beat her, it would be a pity not to participate in the Olympics to win glory for the country."

Before Shen Yujing answered, the door of the infirmary was pushed open.

Shen Yujing's henchman walked in with a bag of iced drinks, "Brother Yu, I'm telling you, what's there to discuss? Leave it to me. I'll find a few girls to trick Song Yi into the utility room tonight. I guarantee that she'll cry and apologize to you."

Shen Yujing threw the ice bag at the boy's feet and said irritably, "Get lost."

"What nonsense are you suggesting?" Quan Le looked at the boy speechlessly, "Okay, it's none of your business. Put the things down and get out."

"Okay, Young Master Quan." The boy put the bag on the table, closed the door and walked out, but stopped again.

The boy scratched his head. Should he still bully Song Yi to get back at Brother Yu?

"Ding--"

The boy's phone rang. He opened it and saw that it was a WeChat message from his girlfriend.

[Why didn’t you buy me a cupcake last night (angry)]

The boy replied: You said it’s okay.

[If I said it’s okay, you won’t buy it? Everyone will feel embarrassed. If you say no, you still want it. If you say it’s okay, you still want it. As long as there is no clear rejection, it is a promise! Can you not be so straight?]

The boy was silent for a few seconds, and then he realized it.

Yes, everyone will feel embarrassed, not to mention that their brother Yu was beaten up by a girl. How could such an embarrassing thing be let go?

And just now, Brother Yu didn’t directly reject him, I understand! As long as there is no clear rejection, it is a promise!

Class A.

Song Yi’s heroic deeds in the cafeteria have spread in the school, so that she was once again baptized by countless gazes after entering the class.

Before parting, Murong Huan patted her on the shoulder and said two words, "Take care."

Murong Huan could still protect her if she offended Quan Le, but to do this to Shen Yujing was undoubtedly courting death.

Murong Huan was not the only one who thought so. Everyone looked at Song Yi with a complex and sympathetic look, knowing that this top student would have a hard time in the future.

Song Yi had a calm expression, sitting in her seat and opening another set of exercises, continuing to study as if nothing had happened.

The moment the bell rang, Jiang Yiheng returned to the class on time and sat down next to Song Yi.

The two of them did not socialize much, and it could be said that they kept to themselves, which was also the most satisfactory way of getting along in Song Yi's mind.

Until the end of the second class, someone suddenly called her name at the door.

The girl had a pretty face, a pair of ponytails, and a cute smile. She was very attractive.

The girl said, "Song Yi, right? Teacher Xu asked you to go find her after school. Her office is the room on the far left of the third floor of A7." Teacher

Xu was the life teacher of the senior year, so Song Yi didn't doubt anything and said, "Thank you, I know."

Song Yi returned to her seat and a cold voice rang beside her, "The teachers' offices are all in A3."

Song Yi was stunned and looked up at Jiang Yiheng with some doubts, confirming that it was him who had just spoken.

Jiang Yiheng didn't answer Song Yi, but picked up the registration form on the table and walked out, as if nothing had happened.

Song Yi put her hand on her chin, stared at the table and began to think. Compared with other male characters in this book, Jiang Yiheng is still a person with a sense of justice.

So he probably meant to tell himself that there was something wrong with that girl.

Although this didn't seem to happen in the original plot, based on Song Yi's experience of reading hundreds of romance novels, qualified heroines are bullied by cannon fodders.

She even beat up the male protagonist, so what's there to be afraid of?

Song Yi thought it over, then lowered his head and rummaged through his schoolbag, and found a hammer.

System: [When did you put this in there? ? ?]

Song Yi answered confidently, "Oh, I picked it up when I went out this morning."

System [...]

Who would pick up a hammer when they go out?

After school, Song Yi arrived at the door of the room that the girl mentioned very punctually, and couldn't help but feel a little contempt in his heart.

Look at the rust on the door. It's not often used. They really took her for a fool.

Even so, Song Yi still pushed the door open and took a step back.

The bucket fell from a high altitude. Although Song Yi dodged consciously, some of the dirty water still splashed on her white sneakers.

There were two girls standing in the room. They looked at Song Yi who avoided the dirty water with disappointment in their eyes, but then they exchanged glances, and then stepped forward together, grabbed Song Yi's arm roughly, and dragged her into the room.

Song Yi's eyes showed panic, and she looked at them pitifully, struggling and shouting: "What do you want to do? Is there anyone here? Is there anyone who can save me!"

Shen Yujing walked into A7 in a hurry. The bruises under his eyes had faded a lot compared to noon, but his face was even uglier than before.

Just now, when Zhang Yong came to him to take credit, Shen Yujing knew what he had done.

Although Shen Yujing would not forgive Song Yi easily, he would never do such a tasteless thing. What

he wanted was to win fairly, and he would never use such despicable means to threaten the other party.

So what he had to do now was to save Song Yi.

When he arrived in front of the room Zhang Yong told him, Shen Yujing realized that something was wrong when he saw the iron bucket at the door and the dirty water on the ground.

Is he still too late?

Shen Yujing stretched out his hand to push the door, but found that the door seemed to be locked from the inside.

"Song Yi! Song Yi!"

Shen Yujing stretched out his hand to knock on the door, shouting her name loudly, but what responded to him was a painful female scream. It seemed that the expected bullying was happening behind the door.

Shen Yujing's brows wrinkled even more. At this moment, he had no time to think about anything else. He took two steps back and kicked the door lock hard.

The old lock was shaking and soon fell to the ground.

With the sound of "creaking", the gap in the door was widened, and the situation inside the door was fully presented to Shen Yujing.

The two girls Zhang Yong sent to teach Song Yi a lesson were tied to chairs, with towels stuffed in their mouths, struggling frantically for help from him, looking like victims.

And the weak girl he imagined, who might have been bullied and crying, was now standing aside, tilting her head and looking at him nonchalantly, and raising a... hammer from behind? ? ?

Shen Yujing: "..."

No, why is there a hammer? He didn't understand.

And the current situation didn't seem to be what he imagined.

"Shen Yujing!" Song Yi called out his name, and then enthusiastically invited him, "Would you like to play whack-a-mole together?"

The girl's almond-shaped eyes looked very innocent, and her smile was very sincere, but the next words were like the whisper of a devil -

"Of course, you are all whack-a-mole."