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The next day, as Xia Xihe returned to the classroom, he was surrounded by Yao Jialin and the other two.
" Xihe, what happened to you yesterday?" Yao Jialin's expression looked a bit serious.
"Oh... it's nothing." The events of yesterday were too strange, and Xia Xihe didn't know how to explain it to them.
Tang Yongjun whispered, "I heard from my boyfriend that Brother Liao and Skinny Monkey both took leave today. I heard they got hurt... Did something serious happen?"
"Well..." Xia Xihe couldn't come up with an answer right away. He muttered to himself, "Could it be that person who hurt them? It didn't seem that serious..."
"What? What?" The three girls sensed something unusual and perked up their gossip antennas.
"It's just... when they were bullying me, a classmate saved me and chased them away."
"Really? Who was it?"
"I don't know his name... I just heard Brother Liao call him 'Brother Long'..."
"Brother Long? What a tacky name..." The three girls pondered over the name. Zhen Huiqi thought for a moment and suddenly exclaimed in realization, "Could it be that 'Brother Long'?!"
"Which Brother Long?" Xia Xihe and the other two girls were confused.
"That one! Yan Yulong!" Zhen Huiqi gestured excitedly, her tongue getting tangled in her excitement.
"Yan Yulong?!" Yao Jialin and Tang Yongjun also showed shocked expressions, while Xia Xihe remained dazed.
"Is that Brother Long... a really powerful person?" he asked foolishly.
"Hey~~! Speaking of how powerful he is, we could talk for three days and three nights without finishing!"
Yao Jialin spoke as if performing in a play, and Tang Yongjun seamlessly continued:
"Yan Yulong, seventeen years old, tall and handsome in appearance, with a violent and eccentric personality. Skipping classes and fighting are part of his routine; he’s the school’s super bully. Because his father is the chairman of the board of trustees, he usually acts with impunity; even the principal has to give him some face."
Zhen Huiqi adjusted her glasses and added in an academic tone, "The most impressive thing about his father is not just being the chairman of the board; he used to be the boss of an Underworld organization and only stepped down a few years ago to run legitimate businesses.
Yan Yulong's older brother graduated from MIT with a degree in engineering and is now the president of a multinational corporation; his second brother is said to have an MBA but inherited their father's Underworld organization. Yan Yulong has his father and brothers backing him up; even if he gets his legs broken in the future, he won’t have to worry. Not only in school but even outside the province, no one would dare to mess with him."
"Ah, Zhen Huiqi is truly remarkable!" The other two girls clapped in admiration.
Xia Xihe was stunned, her mouth agape as if she could fit an ostrich egg inside. "He... how could someone so amazing suddenly help me...?"
"Well... it's hard to say," Yao Jialin pondered, when the teacher standing at the podium finally couldn't hold back and coughed loudly.
"Ahem!"
The four of them realized that the class bell had already rung, and the teacher was glaring at them with a face full of anger. Yao Jialin and the other two giggled apologetically and hurried back to their seats.
Xia Xihe stopped thinking about Yan Yulong and focused on the lesson.
Halfway through the first class, while the teacher was passionately explaining formulas at the podium, the classroom door was suddenly flung open with a whoosh.
Students and teachers collectively turned to look, only to see Yan Yulong standing by the door with his shirt buttons undone, his dark gaze sweeping over the astonished faces of the students.
The teacher struggled to maintain his composure and trembled as he spoke, "Yan... Mr.Yan, are you sure you’ve come to the right classroom? This is Class One..."
Ignoring him, Yan Yulong quickly found who he was looking for and walked straight into the classroom.
"Yan... Mr.Yan..." The teacher could no longer assert his authority and could only watch helplessly.
Xia Xihe watched in panic as he approached her deskmate, leaning one hand on their desk. Her poor deskmate hadn’t reacted yet and thought they had inadvertently offended this tyrant, trembling in fear.
The entire class's gaze was fixed on them as Yan Yulong spoke up: "Hey..."
"Y-yes?"
"This seat is mine." Yan Yulong said with a smirk.
The boy hadn’t fully processed this yet; his body acted first as he quickly stood up with his books in hand, automatically giving up his seat.
"Thanks." Yan Yulong sat down in his seat under the astonished stares of everyone.
Xia Xihe felt overwhelmed by everyone's gaze and didn't dare lift her head. Her deskmate helplessly looked around before finally hanging their head low and moving to an empty seat near the trash can.
Yan Yulong propped his chin on one hand, glanced at the stunned teacher, and slowly said, "Teacher, you don’t need to stop; please continue with your lesson."
"Uh... yes... yes."
The teacher wiped his sweat and turned his back to continue writing formulas, but his hand holding the chalk trembled uncontrollably. However, at this moment, the students' attention was no longer on him; they were all ostensibly looking at the blackboard, but their peripheral vision kept drifting toward Xia Xihe ’s seat.
Xia Xihe dared not look at Yan Yulong and focused on copying notes.
As Yan Yulong sat there, his head suddenly tilted toward Xia Xihe ’s side and unceremoniously rested on his shoulder. Xia Xihe was startled and stiffened, not daring to move.
"Ah..." Yan Yulong leaned his head against Xia Xihe ’s slender shoulder and casually fell asleep. Once he closed his eyes, the classmates became even bolder in staring over.
Oh... so heavy... Xia Xihe lamented internally, feeling one shoulder crushed under the weight, unable to continue taking notes.
After enduring for what felt like an eternity, class finally ended. The teacher quickly escaped with the textbook in hand, while the students in the classroom spoke in hushed tones and walked lightly, afraid that any sudden noise might wake the tyrant.
The class monitor approached the blackboard filled with formulas and was about to pick up the eraser when Xia Xihe anxiously called out, "Please wait a moment, I haven't finished writing..."
As soon as he spoke, Yan Yulong beside him let out a low murmur.
Oh no~~ Xia Xihe tensed up all over.
Yan Yulong scratched his head and opened his eyes. His gaze was unfocused, indicating he wasn’t fully awake yet. He leaned closer to Xia Xihe ’s face and began to laugh strangely.
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