"Okay, okay, let's re-plan it." Mu Nanxi said, and hummed, "In fact, there is a perfect plan right now."
Fang Jiayi's eyes lit up and she asked curiously, "What's the plan?"
As long as it has something to do with Lan Fuchu, Fang Jiayi will definitely be interested.
Su Yi frowned, not knowing what he was thinking about, his eyes were complicated and difficult to discern, "Come again?"
"Then you're going to give in?"
"That's definitely not possible. He tricked me, and I must retaliate."
"That's right." Mu Nanxi said, with a cunning light in his eyes, "Come on, let me tell you, tomorrow's evening study..."
*
The next evening.
Su Yi arrived late.
All the students in the key classes are studying quietly.
Su Yi walked into the classroom.
Mu Nanxi did not sit in his original seat, but moved to a table behind Lan Fuchu to play with other male classmates.
As soon as Su Yi looked over, Mu Nanxi waved his hand and said in a clear voice, "Come here."
Su Yi pursed her lips and walked over.
Passing by Lan Fuchu's desk, he was answering the Chinese paper, and Su Yi repeated his old trick and said, "Choose C."
Lan Fuchu paused and looked up. A faint fragrance wafted to her nose. It was obvious that she had just finished taking a shower. Her long hair was still wet and draped over her left shoulder, exuding a faint fragrance after bathing.
For some reason, he suddenly remembered the scene of the two of them standing in the men's locker room this afternoon. At that time, she tilted her head slightly, her neck was white and clean, and her long black hair was brushed across it, with a dark fragrance.
Lan Fuchu thought about it, and his eyes darkened a little.
Su Yi thought that this young man had been fooled, and he covered his mouth with his hands and laughed merrily, unable to close his mouth.
Lan Fuchu ignored her.
Su Yi said again: "I didn't lie to you this time. If you don't believe me, check the questions."
Lan Fuchu was caught off guard and indeed lowered his head to examine the question.
Su Yi suppressed the smile in her eyes, and when Lan Fuchu realized that she had been fooled again, she burst into laughter, "You really believed it, hahaha..."
Lan Fuchu frowned.
Su Yi was still laughing, his fingers trembling, "Lan Fuchu, hahahaha... How could you be so gullible, my god, I'm dying of laughter..."
Lan Fuchu slightly frowned his beautiful eyebrows.
He didn't say anything, but Zheng Rongrong, the study committee member at the back table, couldn't stand it anymore. She sank her lips and said, "It's really boring."
Su Yi looked towards her, and seeing the unkindness in her eyes, his smile also took on a hint of arrogance, "Student Zheng Rongrong, do you have any opinion about me?"
"I said you were boring."
"Hey, what have I done to offend you? Why are you talking so harshly?"
"You just happened to throw a ball of paper at me last time."
"Wasn't that unintentional? Besides, I didn't apologize to you?"
Zheng Rongrong sneered, "That's not a sincere apology at all. Su Yi, you can play around, but don't harass others. The monitor is studying so quietly, why do you always want to bully him!"
Zheng Rongrong felt very sorry for Lan Fuchu.
Su Yi looked between the two of them. Zheng Rongrong looked at Lan Fuchu with admiration, but Lan Fuchu showed no emotion and looked aloof and cool.
I guess there is no extramarital affair. Even if there is, it may be Zheng Rongrong's one-sided love.
Su Yi was both angry and amused. He raised the corners of his lips and laughed twice. "Zheng Rongrong, what does my relationship with Lan Fuchu have to do with you? You are so nosy. Are you his girlfriend? Or is it his mother who is fighting for him?"
As soon as these words fell, laughter came from all around.
Zheng Rongrong's expression turned ugly, and she said stiffly: "I am the study committee member. If you disturb me, I can scold you."
Su Yi put his hand on Lan Fuchu's desk and said lazily, "Did I bother you? It seems like I haven't talked to you from beginning to end? And you can see with your eyes that Lan Fuchu is unhappy? I think he is quite happy to be amused by me, but you scold me for no reason. I say, do you have a crush on our Fuchu?"
Lan Fuchu: “…”
He lowered his eyebrows slightly and looked at Su Yi's slender and beautiful fingers, still without saying a word.
Su Yi even deliberately asked: "Is it Lan Fuchu?"
The latter chose to ignore it. People like Su Yi would shine with a little sunshine and start a dyeing factory with a little color. The more you pay attention to her, the more complacent she becomes.
Lan Fuchu basically chose to ignore her words.
But Zheng Rongrong didn't think so. She felt that the monitor just had too good a temper, which was why Su Yi bullied him time and time again.
Zheng Rongrong said, "You said the monitor enjoyed it? Haha, why didn't I see it? I think the monitor didn't bother with you because you're a girl. Do you really think you're a nobody?"
"Student, vegetables are in the form of a single grain, not a 'root'. Why? Didn't the teacher teach you that?"
The students watching the show were all silent for a moment, then burst into laughter, "Hahahaha..."
Zheng Rongrong's face became increasingly ugly.
Su Yi added: "Besides, I'm certainly not a vegetable. What good is there in something green and dull?"
Zheng Rongrong's face flushed, but the top students basically didn't know how to curse, so after holding it in for a long time, she could only utter one sentence, "Su Yi, don't bully others just because you are good at talking!"
"Oh my god, you come and argue with me, and if you can't win, you say that I'm too good at talking to you?" Su Yi responded calmly.
The snickering around became more noticeable again.
Although Zheng Rongrong has good grades, she is too serious and can't take a joke, so she is not very popular.
She was insulted by Su Yi, but not only did no one help her, they felt very happy about it.
Mu Nanxi in the back added coldly: "Zheng Rongrong, this is where you are wrong. Su Yi was just talking to the class monitor and didn't provoke you. What's the point of you going up to him and glaring at him? Are you bullying others just because you are a class leader?"
"She affected my studies!" Zheng Rongrong said in a loud voice, her eyes red, and she was obviously so angry that she was about to cry.
"Oh, if you can't win the argument, you'll start crying. First you cry, then you make a scene, then you hang yourself. It turns out that the ancients were right."
(End of this chapter)