Pan Yang was sleeping on the table when he felt someone kick it.
"Qiu Panyang, do you have a death wish?! Who told you to switch my table?!"
When Pan Yang looked up, he saw Yuan Nan staring at him angrily, with two little followers behind her.
"Yeah, I don't want to live anymore." Pan Yang propped his head up with one hand and looked at him somewhat casually.
Yuan Nan kicked the table again: "Change it back right now! Or you'll be sorry!"
"Thank you, I'm already handsome enough." This guy is pretty nice, he even wants to look better.
Pan Yang spoke in a serious tone, which immediately infuriated Yuan Nan.
"You want to die, don't you?" Yuan Nan grabbed the hem of Huan Yang's clothes, then suddenly chuckled, "You don't actually think that resisting like this will work, do you?"
Then Yuan Nan loosened his clothes, gently patted his wrinkled collar, and waved his hand. The two henchmen immediately understood and were about to go up and pull Huan Yang away.
Pan Yang kicked him right in the bullseye, and the henchman lay on the ground clutching his groin: "Qiu Pan Yang, do you want to die?!"
"Yeah, they just don't want to live anymore." With that, he beat Yuan Nan and the others to the ground.
"Stop fighting! The teacher is coming!" someone shouted.
Pan Yang shook his wrist and sat back down, quietly looking at Yuan Nan lying on the ground.
At this moment, the homeroom teacher arrived and, upon seeing the scene, immediately shouted angrily, "Qiu Panyang, do you know what you're doing?"
"I don't know," Pan Yang said with a shrug.
"You think you're so great for bullying your classmates?" The homeroom teacher slammed his hand on the table and pointed at Pan Yang: "Come to my office. You two take Yuan Nan and the others to the infirmary."
Upon hearing this, several classmates who were close to Yuan Nan quickly helped them leave the classroom.
Pan Yang slowly stood up and followed the homeroom teacher to the office.
"Qiu Panyang, do you know how serious your behavior is this time?" The homeroom teacher slammed his hand on the table, sounding somewhat angry.
"I don't know." Pan Yang's indifferent attitude only made the homeroom teacher angrier.
“You’re already in your final year of high school, and there are only a few months left until the college entrance exam.” He sighed as he spoke, “I know you’ve been wronged, but Yuan Nan’s family is rich and powerful. What do you have? You have nothing.”
"In this world, power and money are everything. Just bear with it and it will all be over after you graduate from high school, right? If things get out of hand, not only will you be expelled, but I will also be expelled."
The homeroom teacher took off his glasses and wiped them.
“Sometimes, you can just turn a blind eye and let it go. Qiu Panyang, you're just an orphan. Even if Yuan Nan gets you expelled because of your family, you have no one to reason with. Do you understand?”
"I don't understand." Pan Yang looked at the homeroom teacher, his gaze devoid of any emotion.
The homeroom teacher was speechless for a moment, then patted his chest to calm himself down: "Why are you so rigid?"
“Where there is oppression, there is resistance,” Pan Yang said, leaving the homeroom teacher even more speechless.
Seeing that the homeroom teacher was about to say something, Pan Yang quickly opened the door and left.
Inside the infirmary, Yuan Nan looked at her bruised and swollen face in the mirror and said through gritted teeth, "Qiu Panyang, you've really grown some guts, haven't you?"
The underling next to him covered his face and said, "Boss, should we tell your parents and fire him right away?"
"Tell our parents? I'll be the one who loses face! If people find out I was raped, won't I be ashamed? We need to show them what we're capable of." Yuan Nan slapped his underling on the head and snorted coldly.
"Make Qiu Panyang realize his true identity."
All day long, probably because Pan Yang beat up Yuan Nan, no one dared to approach him. This didn't matter to Pan Yang; indeed, kings are always lonely.
After school, Pan Yang went to the coffee shop to quit his job, and then went home alone. It was getting dark.
The streetlights have started to come on.
It has to be said that Gu Zhouyang's home is indeed quite far. As for why Pan Yang didn't take a taxi or the bus, it's because the bus departure time had already passed.
Moreover, he didn't have a cell phone, and there were very few cars on this road, so Pan Yang had no choice but to walk back. It seemed he would have to go back and get a cell phone.
However, it seems he should get rid of the little tail that's been following him all this time.
Pan Yang: "Seriously, aren't you tired of following me for so long?" Although I know I'm handsome and charming, sasaeng fans are forbidden! Strictly crack down on sasaeng fans!
001: "Host, can you please stop having so many internal monologues?"
The people who had been secretly following them stopped hiding and walked out directly. There were four or five of them, who looked to be in their early twenties, with their hair dyed in various colors, and one of them was fluorescent green.
"Kid, you messed with the wrong person, don't blame us." The thug with fluorescent green hair clenched his fist, making a slapping sound.
Pan Yang slowly walked into the alley next door and put down his schoolbag: "One by one or all at once?"
"Don't be so arrogant." The thug with fluorescent green hair sneered, waved his hand, and several of them rushed forward, causing a series of wails to erupt in the alley.
Half an hour later, those thugs were crying their eyes out.
"Brother, we were wrong. We have something that is... unclaimed."
"Boss, that's called being blind to talent," the thug next to him reminded him.
The fluorescent green-clad thug slapped him on the head: "Does this make you seem cultured?!"
Then he looked at Fan Yang and kowtowed repeatedly: "Brother, I was really wrong. From now on, I will leave whenever I see you! I will never cause trouble again!"
Pan Yang picked up his schoolbag, then suddenly remembered something: "What time is it now?"
"It's 7:30." The thug glanced at his watch and quickly spoke.
Pan Yang squatted down to look them in the eye, his tone serious: "Do me a favor, and I'll spare you."
The thugs exchanged glances, gritted their teeth, and nodded: "Go ahead!"
"Help me with my homework, finish it before 8:30." Pan Yang threw his schoolbag in front of them, then suddenly remembered that the original owner still had a lot of homework. Although it wouldn't be a big deal if he didn't do it, he would be called to the office to write a self-criticism.
How can someone so important write a self-criticism!
001: "Tch, host, it's not like you haven't written it before."
Pan Yang: Shut up! You piece of junk system!
The hoodlum was clearly confused. What? It's as simple as doing homework?
He quickly took the schoolbag and looked at the test questions. Soon, the young punk with fluorescent green hair fell into deep thought.
The subordinate next to him was writing quickly, and looking up at the fluorescent green, he asked in a questioning tone, "Boss, why aren't you writing?"
"..." The fluorescent green one was silent for a moment: "We're just petty thugs, aren't we? We became petty thugs because we didn't study well in junior high. Wait, why are you like that?"
"I didn't have enough money to go to high school, so I couldn't afford to go to college and I didn't take the college entrance exam." The hoodlum scratched his head awkwardly.
Then he saw that all the thugs had handed in their homework to him, and he finished it on time.
As Pan Yang packed his schoolbag to leave, a luxury car pulled up in front of him just as he stepped out of the alley.
Then the back door opened, and Gu Zhouyang, dressed in a suit, sat inside: "I just can't do anything with you."
"..." Fan Yang was speechless. What the hell is this? Can I switch to a hidden character?!
001: "No, host, stay calm! Face the challenge head-on!"
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