After Xu Renfei said this, even though Bi Xia didn’t understand at first, she got it now. She rolled her eyes dramatically and quickly turned around to punch Xu Renfei in the stomach. "What nonsense are you spouting!"
Qin Zhan smiled faintly, his gaze drifting to the bent-over and yelping Xu Renfei. "Thirsty?"
Xu Renfei’s cold sweat dripped down as he hastily shook his head. "No, no, not at all, Fourth Brother!"
"So this is what you think of me." Qin Zhan smiled.
Xu Renfei swallowed hard, hunched his shoulders, and tried to lower his head.
"So you respect me this much."
Xu Renfei quietly shifted himself, moving inward.
"I’ll be more careful in the future."
"Fourth Brother, I was wrong! I overthought it!" Xu Renfei howled immediately. "I thought you liked Little Nine... I can’t be blamed! Little Nine is so cute, and her face was super red. When I filmed before and kissed someone, they were always this shy!"
Bi Xia couldn’t bear it any longer, her fists making cracking sounds, which made Xu Renfei, who was still explaining, gulp, and his voice grew softer and softer.
"Hey Xu Renfei, is your brain wired differently from others!"
"Do your fans know you’re this dumb?"
Xu Renfei opened his mouth, "Probably... not..."
Bi Xia felt she could no longer be on the same wavelength as Xu Renfei, so she turned her head towards the car window, looking outside, unaware that Qin Zhan beside her was smiling meaningfully.
With his phoenix eyes slightly lifted, he met the cautious and slightly incredulous eyes behind him, narrowing his eyes with a warning. Xu Renfei quickly nodded, pretending to play with his phone as if he saw nothing.
Damn, I knew it wasn’t this simple.
Fourth Brother, do you live up to Bi Xiaojiu’s trust in you...?
"By the way, what did Xu Renfei say about Xiong Liang? What’s this challenge about?" Qin Zhan frowned and asked.
"Nothing, just a clown." Bi Xia replied indifferently.
"To you, he’s a clown, but not to others!" Xu Renfei had returned to normal, chiming in. "I’ve been wanting to talk to you about this."
"You need to understand, your bet is between classes, not individuals. If it were just you, it’d be fine, but now it involves everyone in your class. You can guarantee yourself, but not others!"
Qin Zhan replied coldly, "Explain it clearly."
"It’s the kid who raced with Little Nine last time. He challenged Little Nine today, saying the bet was about which class would have more students in the top ten of the grade, and the class rank must not be below the top five of the grade." Xu Renfei explained.
"I checked the grades of Little Nine’s class. Little Nine’s grades are fine, but her class is H Class, which typically ranks beyond fiftieth place, so this bet is quite risky."
"The bet this time is that the losing class’s students would kneel and shout on the playground that their class is trash."
Hearing this, Qin Zhan’s previously calm eyes turned deep and dark, filled with a slow, cold aura.
A small hand suddenly covered the back of his hand. Feeling the unexpected coldness, his inner anger gradually subsided. He turned to look at the expressionless child beside him, silent.
Bi Xia suddenly laughed. "Fourth Brother, trust me. I believe in them."
With that, she looked at Xu Renfei again. "You know, from the moment they chose me as H Class’s class monitor, they put all their trust and dignity on my shoulders."
"We can’t lose, and we won’t lose, just as they believe in me, I believe in my teammates."
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Xu Renfei stared blankly at the confident boy ahead, suddenly feeling that this kid was incredibly charismatic.
And Qin Zhan laughed, his big hand ruffling the boy’s hair roughly. "Okay, just remember, Fourth Brother is always here."