Locking him in the equipment room was just to teach him a lesson, to make him know his place and go back to where he came from.
He wanted to humiliate Shi Qian, to make him kneel and beg for mercy. Zhang Ming enjoyed the pleasure of others submitting to him, as if he had absolute control and status at that moment.
At first, he just wanted to teach Shi Qian a lesson, but the more he recalled Shi Qian's face, the more it itch he became. He had never been with such a good-looking type before.
He came to the meeting for two reasons. First, he wanted to see how Shi Qian planned to take revenge on him. A one-on-one fight? With Shi Qian's physique, he could break his arm with one hand.
Secondly, he thought that in the dark of night, in a secluded place, it would be convenient to do other things if he wanted to. After seeing Shi Qian in the morning, he had a erotic dream about Shi Qian while sleeping in class in the afternoon.
While he was still reminiscing about the experience in his dream, he was suddenly covered by something, followed by a beating with sticks. The person hit him on the most painful spots on his body, making Zhang Ming unable to move or make a sound. In the end, he couldn't get up at all.
Shi Qian watched as Zhang Ming, who was walking into the classroom on crutches and covered in bandages, with the gauze on his head being particularly noticeable. Everything else was Shi Qian's usual performance, but the injury on Zhang Ming's head was because Shi Qian had gotten carried away while beating him that night and had just given him a blow on the spur of the moment.
However, he felt that his strength was not bad enough to kill the person, so he ignored it.
Evil people will be punished by other evil people. Shi Qian never minded being the evil one, and besides, he was just retaliating normally.
"I know you hit me that night! Who gave you the guts! How dare you!"
It was one thing for someone richer than him to step on his head, but Zhang Ming never expected that someone he looked down on, who was clearly prey, would actually be able to step on his head. He couldn't tolerate this at all.
"You'll be expelled! I've already spoken to your homeroom teacher and the academic affairs director about this. Even if you kneel down before me, I won't settle this!"
As if to confirm Zhang Ming's words, someone at the door called out that the homeroom teacher was looking for Shi Qian and asked her to go to the office.
Shi Qian shrugged, his face expressionless.
Shi Qian's completely indifferent attitude provoked Zhang Ming, who jumped forward to hit her with his cane. Shi Qian nimbly dodged and pretended to slip, tripping Zhang Ming, who fell flat on his face.
"Excuse me, my hand is injured, I lost my balance."
Shi Qian offered a very insincere apology, then stepped over Zhang Ming and walked out of the classroom.
Zhang Ming was furious. What nonsense about not being able to stand properly! Shi Qian's injury wasn't to his foot!
In the end, he was helped to the office by a kind person.
When the homeroom teacher saw that both of them had arrived, he asked them to sit down in the chairs in front of him and asked, "Do you know why I called you here today?"
Asking vague questions and then waiting for the other person to explain honestly is a common questioning technique used by teachers.
"I don't know," Shi Qian replied innocently, as if she truly didn't know why she had been invited to the office.
The homeroom teacher sighed before continuing, "Zhang Ming said you hit him three nights ago. Do you admit it?"
Shi Qian raised his hand and said, "Teacher, I'm already like this, how can you hit me?"
Looking at Shi Qian's injured hand, and then at the vastly different physiques of Zhang Ming and Shi Qian, the homeroom teacher found it hard to believe that the slender Shi Qian could beat the strong Zhang Ming like this.
When Zhang Ming first came to complain that Shi Qian had hit him, the homeroom teacher didn't believe him. She thought Zhang Ming was joking because it sounded completely unbelievable.
It seems to be about a kitten that wasn't even a month old severely injuring a rampaging wild boar.
But Zhang Ming seemed determined to get to the bottom of it, so the homeroom teacher had no choice but to bring both of them in.
Hearing Shi Qian's words, Zhang Ming became anxious, "It was you that night! Who else would have gone there besides you!"
"Oh, why would I go there?" Shi Qian asked, clearly puzzled.
How would I know you? Didn't you arrange to meet me?
When did I make an appointment with you?
"You left me a note while I was having breakfast that morning, asking me to come over!"
"Don't deny it, this is clearly your handwriting!" Zhang Ming rummaged through his pockets and finally pulled out a piece of paper.
He spread it out and threw it on the desk. Just by comparing the handwriting, it was clear that this was written by Shi Qian. The evidence was conclusive!
The homeroom teacher glanced down at the note, and his expression changed slightly.
Shi Qian didn't care at all, and didn't even look away, just sitting there obediently.
Zhang Ming looked at Shi Qian with a smug "Let's see how you die" expression, waiting for Shi Qian's homeroom teacher to speak.
"Zhang Ming, what do you mean by putting a blank piece of paper in front of me?" Shi Qian, the homeroom teacher, frowned slightly in displeasure, recalling Zhang Ming's past record of bullying classmates, and guessed that he was probably just looking for trouble again.
Zhang Ming was still waiting for Shi Qian to be dealt with when he heard "blank paper". He was stunned and turned the paper over 360 degrees. Where were the words on it?
Shi Qian doesn't do things he's not sure of. Since he's decided to beat up Zhang Ming, he naturally won't let anyone find any fault with him.
He used an automatic fading pen, which could only keep the writing for up to two hours. After so many days, it was obviously blank.
"You tricked me?" Zhang Ming didn't expect Shi Qian to have even tampered with this!
“Teacher, I just returned to school after my leave of absence. I have never had any conflicts with Zhang Ming, and I am not familiar with him. How could I possibly ask him to meet me alone in such a remote place at night?”
"You're fucking lying! You're clearly just getting revenge for locking you up in the equipment room..." Realizing he was about to let slip about the equipment room incident, Zhang Ming quickly shut his mouth and changed his story, "How would I know why you asked me out? You probably have your eye on me, don't you?"
Shi Qian couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. It wasn't very harmful to Zhang Ming, but it was extremely insulting.
Was Shi Qian just mocking him?
Before Shi Qian could even speak, a person rushed in through the door in a flurry of activity, moving so fast that they could knock Zhang Ming, a 200-pound fat man, flying.
Fu Xiuhan went to knock on Shi Qian's dormitory door early in the morning, only to find that Shi Qian had already left.
He sat alone in his car, worried that Shi Qian might not eat well in the cafeteria that morning, so he decided to go out and buy something himself.
She accidentally clicked on the class group chat and glanced at the messages inside. As soon as she saw that Zhang Ming was looking for Shi Qian, she was sitting in the car with her legs crossed, browsing Yancheng food recommendations and thinking about what breakfast to get for Shi Qian. She immediately rushed out.
Fu Xiuhan knew what had happened that night. He had followed Zhang Ming the whole way and watched the whole thing, so he naturally knew why Zhang Ming was looking for Shi Qian.
But now that Shi Qian is under his protection, how could he let others bully him?
"Who do you think he's taken a fancy to?"
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