Gao Jing couldn't wrap his head around it—wasn't Wang Jingyuan that "model student" who never skipped class, always got full marks, and gave off the air of a righteous little monitor? What was he doing here, playing part-time as the internet café supervisor in the middle of the school day? Had hell frozen over? Or was this some side quest in the alternate dimension known as "High School Life is a Lie"?
Meanwhile, Lu Mingxuan's complexion had turned darker than the bottom of a hot pot. Although he was taught a lesson by Wang Jingyuan last time, he was still very unconvinced and couldn't bring himself to step down and lose face.
So, when he saw Wang Jingyuan now, arms crossed, face calm and cold as ever, Lu Mingxuan snapped.
"Oh yeah?" Lu Mingxuan said, voice thick with defiance. "Well, I refuse to go out. I'll deal with my business right here."
The group of punks who had almost come to blows with Lu Mingxuan earlier—united now by the classic male instinct of "Who are you to tell me what to do?"—all nodded along and added fuel to the fire.
"Yeah! Who are you, man? Just because you wear black doesn't make you cool!"
"Who died and made you king of the net café?"
"How old are you anyway? You don't even look old enough to rent a bike!"
Gao Jing cringed internally.
These guys were walking straight into the mouth of a volcano, and the volcano was currently rolling his wrists and stretching his neck.
Gao Jing saw the big guy, who was usually an obedient student at school despite an expressionless face, raised his eyebrows. A sneer escaped from his lips before he stretched his neck and moved his wrists.
The atmosphere became tense in a moment and Gao Jing felt that if they were to fight, then Lu Mingxuan would only end up embarrassing himself for blindly believing that he was really capable.
Right when Gao Jing was about to say something to alleviate the current situation, someone rushed over from the door leading to the outer hall, "Hey, there's a fight over there—"
As soon as his voice fell, Gao Jing and the others heard an extremely miserable howl.
"F*CK—"
Gao Jing was shocked by the sound and wondered if the screaming brother had just found out that he was infertile.
Otherwise, why would the voice be so shrill and mournful?
However, this scream managed to ease the current tense situation. Wang Jingyuan ignored them and turned his long legs to walk outside.
Gao Jing thought for a moment and then took Lu Mingxuan to check out the scene.
It was just that he never expected that since the last time he went out to fight with Lu Mingxuan and saw Wang Jingyuan, a gentle student at school, who loosened his collar and demolished them, he would see another scene that caused him to mentally collapse—
A man covered his crotch area as he rolled on the ground.
A girl with a pink sweater on and two ears on her hood walked toward him. She stretched out her white and tender fist and gestured at him twice.
"Punch your chest with my little fists?"
Afterward, he saw the girl hit the man's chest with a fist and watched the brother who had a mohawk, tremble and let out a final, seemingly powerful, scream.
Then he heard the girl spoke slowly in a soft and tender voice,
"Your father today will teach you what is called—"
"Strike, with, full, force."
Gao Jing thought of a story at this moment.
A dad said to his daughter who was going to kindergarten, "Bring your little shovel. If someone bullies you, use the shovel to hit their face."
Daughter: "But dad, I am a girl."
Dad: "You can use a pink shovel."
Is this the legendary "one who wears the pinkest clothes fights the fiercest??"
Gao Jing also felt that the girl's voice was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.
He watched as the girl stood up, revealing a tender face.
At this moment, Gao Jing only felt this his worldview collapsed—
This—
Isn't this—
He suppressed the shock in his heart and leaned over to Lu Mingxuan, "Isn't that your sister??"
**
The two people who were with the mohawk man finally reacted after they watched their brother being beaten. Their faces changed and they cursed as they prepared to teach Lu Qingyan a lesson.
Naturally, Lu Qingyan wasn't stupid enough to try and fight two grown men. She was about to throw them off and run away, but before she could do anything, the people originally watching the chaos in the internet cafe came forward and restrained them.
Then Lu Qingyan watched as the group of onlookers suddenly dispersed, creating a path. A person wearing a large black t-shirt walked over.