After struggling for a while, she placed her last hope for help on Zhao Jing'er.
Mu Nanxi likes Zhao Jinger, and this is known to the whole class. If Zhao Jinger is willing to plead for her, she might be able to pull Mu Nanxi over...
Zhao Jing'er received Zhao Xingchen's gaze, opened her mouth slightly, and tilted her head back, wanting to get close to Mu Nanxi's ear and say something to him, but for some reason, as soon as she tilted her head back, Lan Fuchu, who was sitting between them, suddenly sat up straight, seemingly unintentionally blocking Mu Nanxi's way, preventing her from getting close to him.
Lan Fuchu was blocking the way. Zhao Jing'er didn't dare to force her head forward. She was afraid of touching Lan Fuchu. She heard that he hated others touching his body. Zhao Jing'er secretly glanced at him. Mu Nanxi was certainly good, but the envied Lan Fuchu was a thousand times better than Mu Nanxi. What's more, there was a coldness in him that emanated from deep in his bones. Zhao Jing'er didn't even dare to look at his profile blatantly. She was afraid of him. Invisibly, inexplicably, a heavy feeling of oppression floated in her heart.
She wanted to tilt her head forward.
At this moment, Lan Fuchu suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhao Jing'er with his eyes as clear and calm as glass.
She was immediately frightened out of her wits by that cold look. She dared not breathe, shrank her neck, and looked terrified as if she had seen a ghost.
Zhao Jing'er has been warned!
Everyone thought that Lan Fuchu was indifferent to the game, but Zhao Jing'er was the only one who knew that he paid attention to it, and he even used that terrifying look that could kill someone to warn and scare her.
Zhao Xingchen held his breath and dared not say a word.
Now, Zhao Xingchen was left with no help.
In the silence of the room, Mu Nanxi shouted to Zhao Xingchen, "Kneel down, why are you still standing there? Are you refusing to admit your defeat?"
Zhao Xingchen didn't want to apologize, but everyone was looking at her with a very quiet look, as if if she didn't kneel, she would become a dishonest person in the future.
In fact, no one thought so at all, they were just waiting, but Zhao Xingchen was arrogant and always felt that the whole world was laughing at her. Due to her strong self-esteem, she struggled in her heart for a long time, and finally had to bite her lip, walked over quickly, and stood in front of Su Yi, as if she had a blood feud with her. She gasped and wanted to kneel down, but she couldn't bend her knees no matter what.
After this kneeling, she lost all her face. Wouldn’t Su Yi bully her to death in the future
Su Yi saw that she still didn't kneel, raised his eyebrows, and covered the book in his hand with a snap, and laughed sarcastically, "What? You dare to challenge, and you can't admit defeat?"
Hearing this, Zhao Xingchen's eyes revealed an extremely cold and resentful look. If there weren't so many people present, she would have wanted to rush over and slap that annoying face to death.
"Kneel down." Mu Nanxi urged her impatiently. He wanted to go up and kick her on the knee to make her kneel down obediently, but since she was a girl, he couldn't be too harsh, otherwise his image would be bad in the future. He said lightly, "It's almost time for evening self-study, why don't you kneel down? Do you want to wait until the New Year to kneel down and say happy new year?"
"Poof!" Yan Tong and Lu Zhan couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Zhao Xingchen glared at the three of them hatefully, then gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and really knelt down.
He knelt straight in front of Su Yi, said "I'm sorry" very quickly, then jumped up immediately, rushed out of the classroom and into the night.
After she left, a hint of sarcasm appeared on Su Yi's face.
Mu Nanxi said: "Does this count as kneeling down to apologize? It's really insincere."
Yan Tong patted his shoulder and said, "Forget it, buddy. You forced her to kneel down and say sorry. It's already embarrassing enough."
Mu Nanxi said without any sympathy: "She asked for it, she deserves it!"
Su Yi hadn't forgotten the business yet. He stood up and looked at Fu Jinglun. "Come out with me for a moment. I have something to tell you."
*
Outside the classroom door, Su Yi and Fu Jinglun stood facing each other.
The evening breeze was a bit cold. Su Yi gathered the white scarf around her neck and said, "Fu Jinglun, why did you make Jiayi cry?"
Fu Jinglun remained silent.
Su Yi said: "She just came to ask you a few questions, why did you mock her for wasting money and time to continue studying? Do you know that you hurt her self-esteem by saying this?"
Seeing that Fu Jinglun didn't say anything, Su Yi said calmly: "You will return her homework book to her in person tomorrow and apologize to her."
Hearing this, Fu Jinglun finally reacted a little, and said stubbornly: "Why should I apologize?"
"You scolded her and made her cry, don't you need to apologize?"
"Then you scolded Xingchen and made her cry, will you apologize?"
"I scolded her and she cried. That was her own fault. She provoked me on her own. The nature of the matter between Jiayi and you is different."
"How is it different? I didn't want to bother with her, but she insisted on pestering me and provoking me. She asked for it, and I did nothing wrong."
"..." Su Yi was speechless for a while, almost covering his eyes with his palms, and said speechlessly: "Zhao Xingchen and me, Jiayi and you, do you think the nature of this is the same?"
"I don't like her." Fu Jinglun said bluntly.
Su Yi: “…”
Please, can you not be so blunt? How can I let her continue talking
Su Yi pursed her lips and said expressionlessly: "You don't know her, so how do you know that you definitely don't like her? Maybe if you get to know her better, you'll find that you like her."
"I don't understand her." Fu Jinglun glanced at her with deep eyes, "But I know myself. I don't like girls like her."
Su Yi was stunned by this and said angrily, "It's a real failure for a boy to do what you have done."
After saying this, he seemed not to want to say anything more, so he turned around and left.
"What do you mean?" Fu Jinglun grabbed her wrist in the dark, his palm hot as fire.
Su Yi was burned, so she pulled back her hand, turned her back to him, and said coldly: "No matter what the reason is, as a boy, you made a girl cry, which is wrong."
"I do this just to make her give up sooner." His voice was very low, like the wind in late winter, heavy and rustling.
"What about the basic manners and upbringing in getting along with others? Where do you put that? Oh, even if she is fooling around, it's just because she likes you. Has she ever done anything to hurt you? She just wanted to get close to you, but you responded with sarcastic remarks. Do you think you are not going too far?"
"She's pestering me, do I have to thank her?"
Su Yi hesitated for a moment, "You can ignore it, but you can't trample on it or hurt it wantonly. This is not your right. Is that clear?"
"I didn't trample on her feelings."
"Then apologize."
Fu Jinglun was silent for a long time, as if he had figured it out, and said softly: "Okay, I will apologize to her, but at the same time I will also make it clear to her that I don't like her."
Su Yi didn't answer, but sighed deeply in his heart and left quickly.
People said he didn't like her, what else could she say? She had already said everything she needed to say. If she really didn't like him, it would be right to let Jiayi die early and be reborn soon, so that she wouldn't be disappointed forever.
(End of this chapter)