Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“No wonder Brother Jiang wanted us to disperse. Thank goodness Fatty was quick-witted, otherwise, we would have missed a once in a lifetime show!”
In contrast to their apparent excitement, it would be more accurate to say that the four of them were shocked.
F*ck, who was that?!
Jiang Ran!
That person was Jiang Ran!!
Jiang Ran had actually delivered sweets to a girl?
Sh*t!
Wasn’t it more likely for gold to rain from the sky?!
“Hey, what do you guys think… When did this happen? Why weren’t we kept in the loop?!”
As they spoke, the three boys turned to look simultaneously at Jiang Ran’s best pal, Cheng Xingyang.
When Cheng Xingyang noticed the interrogatory stares thrown at him by that pack of rogues, he raised both his arms.
“I don’t know anything. He never mentioned it,” he said with utmost honesty.
One of them couldn’t help but say, “This can’t be, I’m itching with curiosity. Why don’t… we send someone over to Brother Jiang and figure out what’s going on?”
Then moment he spoke his last word, the eyes of the three boys landed on Cheng Xingyang once again.
Cheng Xingyang rolled his eyes and unceremoniously sat on the ground.
“Are you guys trying to get me killed? With Jiang Ran’s temper, why would you all dare to provoke him?”
The three of them exchanged glances. One of them said, “But you’re different, ah, you’re a brother who grew up with Brother Jiang. Even if he wanted to kill you, he would still leave you with one last breath in consideration of your childhood together.”
When the speech ended, one of them whipped out two banknotes and slammed it on the floor.
“Xingyang, you are a real man and we respect you for that. It doesn’t matter if he answers your question; as long as you dare to ask him, this money is yours.”
Cheng Xingyang kicked that person. He was in a terrible mood.
“Get lost you scum!”
His desperation for money wasn’t so extreme that he would put his life on the line.
After the whole joke of a commotion ended, the four of them caught sight of Jiang Ran walking over. Subconsciously, they looked up and glanced at that girl again.
Because they were quite a distance apart, and because that girl’s head was perpetually bowed, they couldn’t make out the girl’s appearance accurately.
“Hey guys, do you think that girl is as pretty as the School Beauty?”
“What nonsense are you talking about? If she was as pretty as the School Beauty, would the School Beauty be able to keep her title as the School Beauty?”
“Speaking of which, our School Beauty has a good figure, she is pretty and smart and even attained the 10th grade in piano. Most importantly, she likes Brother Jiang sincerely. Such a huge meat pie has dropped from the sky. Tell me, why does Brother Jiang pay her no heed?”
“Do you think Jiang Ran lacks admiration from girls?”
A look of disdain flashed past Cheng Xingyang’s eyes as he stood up and gave them a nudge with his feet.
“Let’s go, if Brother Jiang finds out that we’re here, our fun will be over.”
The group at the corner of the wall dispersed.
The two characters at the center of their discussion naturally knew nothing about it.
The school bell rang, signaling the end of class.
The teacher walked out of the classroom and headed straight to the staffroom without glancing at Su Yan.
The original host studied quite well, but she had a timid personality as well as low self-esteem. Hence, she always appeared in low-spirits and the teachers weren’t very fond of her.
Su Yan didn’t say a word and walked into the classroom.
She returned to her seat and sat down.
The original host didn’t have any friends, to begin with; she only knew how to study. This quality suited Su Yan very well.
She had only stood outside for one period but still, her body was already finding it hard to tolerate it.
She licked the corner of her lips, her complexion slightly pale.
Peeking at that black tie around her arm, she extended an arm to unravel it.
The wound was no longer bleeding.
And, at a glance, the injury did not seem too serious. She placed the tie in her bag.