Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The entire class’ eyes were wide, as if they found it impossible to relate this aloof prince to bad-tempered Mo Nan.
Finally, one of the yellow-haired dudes managed to recover his voice. “Bro, Brother Nan?”
“Mm?” Mo Bei knew this yellow-haired dude. It was her brother’s friend in the same class, Zhao Jianjian.
“Brother Nan, how did you become like this? With you looking like this, how are we going to go collect protection fees from those goody-two-shoes in No.1 Middle School across the street?”
Mo Bei had lost count of how many times she had sighed. Just how many things had her brother done behind her back?
“Brother Nan, stop sighing. I know you are in a bad mood because of your competition, but we set a date for a fight with No.1 Middle School this evening in the back field. Why don’t you go change clothes and save your image?” Zhao Jianjian spoke very seriously. “Otherwise, they won’t know about our ferocity!”
Mo Bei put her backpack down. Her voice was cool as she said, “Pay attention in class first.”
Pay, attention, in, class?
Zhao Jianjian would never have imagined that these four words would be spouted by the king of truancy, Brother Nan!
What did they usually do in class?
They played games on their phones under the table without the teachers knowing.
They teased the girls from the other classes.
When had they ever paid attention during class?
Zhao Jianjian didn’t buy this. They wouldn’t have a discussion for something as important as an arranged fight? This was totally unlike Brother Nan.
He simply took out his phone and sent a text to their WeChat group chat: “Brother Nan, you here?”
Class 4 socialite: “Why are you looking for Brother Nan?”
Class 3 wolf: “He probably ran out of cigarettes and he’s looking for some.”
Class 5 yellow hair: “Arranged fight, serious business. Don’t interrupt.”
Class 4 socialite: “That’s serious business indeed. Brother Nan, get here quickly!”
The phone in the desk drawer kept vibrating.The noise made Mo Bei glance to the side but her gaze was indifferent.
Zhao Jianjian indicated with a look that she should check her cell phone.
Unexpectedly, Brother Nan really took out his phone. However, a second later…
Zhao Jianjian received only a WeChat notification.
“Chief Brother Nan” had left the chat?
This f*cking made things awkward!
Was today’s fight still on or not?
Evidently, Mo Bei didn’t have the final say in that.
When she lifted her backpack and got ready to go settle the problems of her accommodation.
A group of people stood in the field outside the school. At first sight, they didn’t recognize her. However, when they took a second look, the cigarettes fell out of their lips as they reached out to stop her. “Look, who’s this? Our professional player, young master Mo. It’s a pity that he’s good for nothing now.”
“You even dyed your hair and brought a backpack. Are you preparing to turn over a new leaf?” The boy, who was wearing a uniform, bent down. His gaze was filled with loathing. “People like you who come from a scum school ought to just rot all the way. Are you still dreaming of clinging onto Almighty K? Have some shame.”
Upon hearing that, Mo Bei looked up for a second.
Zhao Jianjian watched from afar. When he sensed that something wasn’t right, he immediately ran over and urged Brother Nan, who had a fiery temper, in a low voice, “Don’t be reckless. We are outnumbered. Getting into a fight is not worthwhile.”
It was two against ten. If this was in a match, they would be wiped out.
Moreover, Brother Nan only looked passable on the surface. During a fight, he was a paper tiger.
He had to come up with a strategy to escape quickly.
Zhao Jianjian looked to the side, wanting to signal at Brother Nan.
However, before he could even blink, he heard the rush of wind by his ear.
The students of No.1 Middle School had raised their baseball bats.
They were doomed. Both he and Brother Nan were doomed!
Just as Zhao Jianjian shielded his head and got ready to roll around on the ground, a thump was heard!