"Oh, isn’t this our H class’s new head honcho, Bi Xia?"
Just as he walked out of the classroom, a malicious voice sounded behind him. The students of class H, who were originally planning to head to PE class, stopped and turned to look back.
"Look! It’s Xiong Liang!"
"Isn’t that the boss of class D?"
As murmurs filled the air, Bi Xia stood there with one hand in his pocket, neither warm nor cold, his dark eyes showing no waves at all.
"Weren’t you quite cocky last time?" Xiong Liang, leading a few boys from his class, walked to the H class’s doorway, looking at Bi Xia with a cold smile. "Why, not daring to challenge me in front of your class this time?"
Xiong Liang paused, the words stuck in his throat. What kind of bizarre tone was that!
Annoyed, he turned and cursed, "Who the hell sounds so girly..." and then, the last word got swallowed back as he saw not just Meng Chi and others coming out from the H class doorway, but the one he cursed turned out to be Ren Fei.
Ren Fei draped his arm over Bi Xia’s shoulder, Bi Xia rolled his eyes and shrugged off Ren Fei’s arm.
Surprisingly, Ren Fei did not get angry. Instead, he grinned shamelessly and leaned closer to Bi Xia. Then, turning to Xiong Liang, his peach blossom eyes squinted. Wasn’t this the guy who raced against Little Jiu Jiu before?
Suddenly recalling how Xiong Liang and Liu Kai had used tricks during the race, if Fourth Brother hadn’t been there, even if Little Jiu Jiu could rush out with his buddies, they’d probably get hurt.
His face gradually turned cold. How daring to bully their Little Jiu Jiu! He should consider how Brother Qi might feel!
Facing Ren Fei’s sudden iciness, Xiong Liang broke out in a cold sweat, his guilt showing more prominently.
If Ren Fei was just a celebrity, it wouldn’t matter, but after returning from the underground racetrack last time, Brother Kai had warned him repeatedly never to provoke Bi Xia again. This text is hosted at novel·fire.net
And concerning Ren Fei, anyone with connections knew he might be a star but had deep ties with the underworld. On that day at the underground parking lot, the mysterious person protecting Bi Xia seemed closely connected to Ren Fei.
Damn! How could he forget Ren Fei was in class H today? He cursed his impulsiveness.
But then he reconsidered, now they’re at school with cameras around. Ren Fei surely won’t expose himself!
Thinking this, he snorted, ignoring Ren Fei, directly looking at Bi Xia, provocatively said, "Relax, I won’t trouble your class, I’m just here to issue a challenge."
Meng Chi glanced at the indifferent Bi Xia, understanding that Bi Xia didn’t intend to speak, he stepped forward helplessly and coldly looked at Xiong Liang, "What challenge, spit it out."
Xiong Liang was about to rage when someone next to him stopped him, he took a deep breath and grinned viciously, "Don’t be arrogant, watch out, you might lose badly!"
Hearing Xiong Liang’s words, Meng Chi was about to retort, but Bi Xia’s lazy voice sounded from beside him, "Are you an idiot? Each challenge of yours represents yourself, not your class. You say we’ll lose, why should we compete?"
With that, Bi Xia innocently widened his pretty starry eyes, "The point is, Xiong Liang, you’re not even qualified to compete with me."
This somehow hit Ren Fei’s laughing spot, he burst into laughter, leaning on Bi Xia, laughing so hard he couldn’t catch his breath.
Meng Luo, not quite understanding everything happening, but her smart eyes immediately noticed it surely had to do with the amusing point Ren Fei mentioned about Yunhui before.
Looking at the boy’s delicate face showing no expression while saying such infuriating words, Meng Luo couldn’t help but cover her mouth and giggle. After all, she wasn’t in class D, and she liked Bi Xia as a kid. She had slapped faces many times; she didn’t mind doing a little more.
Xiong Liang’s face turned livid, raising a finger at Bi Xia, "This time, it’s a declaration of war from class D. Do you dare to accept?!"