Chapter 770 Brother, I'm really good (59)



Such a class bully is truly rare.

She is clearly a loyal and straightforward tomboy, yet she falls deeply in love with Xue Yu, only revealing a girlish shyness in front of him.

She admired Xue Yu so much, no wonder Nan Weixia deliberately kept claiming on the forum that "Nan Yao likes Xue Yu and transferred to the liberal arts class to pursue Xue Yu."

If Luo Ziqing found out, she would hate me to death!

Just as Tong Su was thinking this, a basketball suddenly crashed down on her desk with a loud bang, shaking the entire desk. A menacing sound came from the classroom doorway.

"Tsk, so that's Nan Yao? Skinny arms and legs, and you think you have feelings for A Yu?! Let me tell you, you want to pursue him? No way!"

The students of Class 8 watched the impending tragedy with excitement, their eyes wide open. Sister Luo, with her sleeves rolled up and a grim expression, walked menacingly toward the girl in the wheelchair.

They're about to fight, hahaha!

As they eagerly awaited, the girl raised her head.

Wait a minute, why isn't he scared or guilty?

The girl in the wheelchair blinked, her face full of confusion and innocence.

"What do you mean by pursuing me? I have a boyfriend, he pursued me, and his name doesn't even have the character 'Yu' in it."

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Class 8 of the second year of high school (humanities stream) fell into an eerie silence once again.

Do you have a boyfriend?

He pursued her

Nan Yao actually has a boyfriend!

—No, that's not the point.

The main point is, why is this different from what's being said on the forum?!

What happened to Nan Yao's long-standing crush on Xue Shen, and her decision to transfer to the humanities class to gain a better chance of pursuing Xue Yu?

They were sharpening their knives, rousing their troops, and angrily preparing for a battle to protect the class heartthrob, when Nan Yao casually said, "I have a boyfriend."

It felt like I punched cotton, soft and powerless, leaving me feeling frustrated and strained my back.

I'm still quite confused.

Luo Ziqing was completely bewildered at this moment.

She was a tall and slender girl. Although she practiced martial arts, she didn't have the awkwardness of being too muscular. She had a well-proportioned figure and smooth muscles. She was a beautiful girl full of health and vitality. When she smiled, she was exceptionally sunny.

But right now, she couldn't smile brightly.

No, I don't like A-Yu?

Luo Ziqing: "...What evidence do you have to prove that you have no feelings for A-Yu!"

The girl in the wheelchair was even more bewildered: "Do we need evidence for something like this?"

Yiwen's train of thought was interrupted by the sudden basketball shot, and her face turned ashen. She gritted her teeth and said, "Yaoyao already has a boyfriend, why would she like someone else? Sister Luo, think about what you're saying, does it make sense?"

When the three girls started arguing, all the boys in the class looked towards Xue Yu.

The usually calm and gentle class monitor couldn't bear to watch for the first time and closed her eyes. A moment later, she silently left the classroom alone.

Being the object of girls' jealousy is not only not cool for him, but it's also incredibly frustrating.

It has absolutely no class or sophistication!

His dream is to excel in his studies, achieve top marks in the college entrance exam, and surpass his cousin's success in his career, reaching for the stars. Dating and such are not part of his plans.

Inside the classroom, Luo Ziqing was shouting, "Just because she says she has a boyfriend doesn't mean it! What if she's lying to me?! Maybe she's just trying to fool me so she can secretly pursue A-Yu?!"

"...Sister Luo, with such an imaginative idea, why don't you submit it to the school newspaper?"

The two were whispering and arguing, while the girl in the wheelchair was deep in thought. After a while, she seemed to finally think of something that could be used as "evidence," and silently took out her phone and turned on the screen saver.

"Does this count?"

On the screen was a young man in profile, handsome and with a cold demeanor.

Only those eyes, seemingly gazing at the girl outside the screen, were filled with the deepest, most intense affection.

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