Wu Minghao was at a loss for words, suddenly finding it difficult to explain the scene before them to Xi Zuzi. Could he really say they were envious of each other’s branded pens but stubbornly insisted that branded items aren’t good?
It was Xi Rubao who pouted and said, "Sis, that bunch of idiots from Nanshan Class were showing off how luxurious their pens are. I don’t get it, no matter how luxurious, can they cuddle them to sleep? Haha!"
Xi Zuzi understood: "Oh, so that’s it..."
She lowered her gaze and thought for a moment: "So, do you guys want to use more expensive pens?"
Xi Rubao: "Of course, everyone wants to use good stuff... cough cough, but we’re not jealous!"
Wu Minghao: "Exactly, we speak with our grades, humph! That bunch of nerds, their comprehensive scores didn’t beat ours this time. They can only show off their stationery to save face, I’m not falling for it!"
Wu Qianman: "I’m not envious either... they’re all just for writing after all..."
Gu Jingyan: "..." All his pens were branded, but he only had the ones he personally used, not enough to smack those idiots from Nanshan Class in the face.
Thinking of this, he could only remain silent.
Xi Zuzi listened to everyone’s sentiments and understood a bit more.
Her gaze swept over the Nanshan Class people in the corridor, who were still arrogantly showing off. She slightly curled her lips and casually pushed out a few unopened gift boxes on the desk: "Since you like them, just take them and use them."
Wu Minghao: "Ancestor, aren’t these gifts sent to you by your friends?"
Xi Zuzi: "Hmm, yeah."
Xi Rubao: "Then how could we be so bold as to take them."
Xi Zuzi: "Um, it’s the kind of stationery you were just talking about..."
They immediately opened the gift boxes.
Without a moment’s hesitation.
It was filled with various pens from domestic and international brands, colorful and dazzling.
A pink note read: "Little Fairy, please accept with a smile. I wasn’t sure what brand or color you like, so I bought them all for you to choose from — Yours, Xiao Bai."
No one cared who this Xiao Bai was anymore; everyone was stunned by the uncountable number of pens.
Did they just collect all kinds of pens from around the world to offer to Little Ancestor?
What a thoughtful gesture, it’s... extraordinary.
"Ancestor, can we really pick?"
"There must be hundreds here. Zuzi, how many will you keep for yourself..."
Ancestor, we really won’t hold back then!
Everyone quickly calculated and realized they could each get fifteen pens!
"How about we draw lots to decide?"
"Okay, brothers, fair and square, let’s draw lots!"
For a moment, the East Sea Class was once again bustling with excitement as everyone drew lots to pick from the worldwide collection of pens, which was as thrilling as a casino.
It made the people from Nanshan Class outside the window turn green with envy.
They looked down at the single, arduously obtained pen they held and quietly hid it behind them.
When Xi Zuzi gives pens to her classmates, she starts with hundreds, okay?!
After distributing the pens, everyone continued opening the gift boxes.
Filled with a dazzling array of 2B pencils... another round of free picks.
Heavy with various brands of ink... once again available for selection.
The fourth gift box...
Everyone’s eyes were so dazzled that eventually, they couldn’t be bothered to read the cards from the gift-givers, whether it was Second Brother, Third Brother, Big Brother, Qingfeng Lang Yue Chan Sha... cough cough, anyway, they were all from the Xi family, all obsessed with spoiling their sister.
Until the last gift box.
Not big, but especially delicate compared to the previous ones.
Xi Rubao was just about to open it.
Xi Zuzi suddenly pressed her hand: "This one... I’ll do it."