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Tong Erdie opened her mouth but couldn't say anything. She was so angry that her head buzzed, and she gritted her teeth in silence, taking a deep breath to force out a smile.
As soon as Feng Ning left, the girl next to her immediately said, "I can't even. How can there be such a foolish girl? Where did this country bumpkin come from?"
"I think she's doing it on purpose." Tong Erdie held back for a moment but couldn't help herself, "You don't know how disgusting she was last night, pretending to be crazy in front of Jiang Wen. My God, she was so eager that I almost threw up my dinner."
The girl chuckled and comforted her, "It's fine, why bother with someone like that? These girls haven't seen much of the world. After coming to Qide, they think just because they're a bit pretty, they’re something special. When they see a handsome guy or someone with money, they cling to them. Do you really think she won't get slapped in the face later? Cinderella? I think she's just a fool."
Although school had just started, some boys and girls who came directly from Qide Middle School naturally formed their own groups. Though it wasn't explicitly stated, they all shared a sense of superiority. As for those who paid for school choice or were like Feng Ning, ordinary students from Junior High School with free admission quotas, they looked down on them.
Tong Erdie nodded, her face turning pale. "That's true, but you haven't seen her shamelessness. I'm worried..."
"Tsk, there's really nothing to worry about." The girl said dismissively, her tone full of contempt. "Have you forgotten Liu Bingqiao? If even she can't handle that country bumpkin, what chance does she have?"
Every time Feng Ning put on that familiar, simple yet slightly lewd show-off demeanor, it made people both angry and amused; they wished they could throw a slipper at her face. The most frustrating part was that no one could do anything about her.
Even those who had seen it many times were caught off guard and left speechless, let alone these pampered girls. After they finished browsing the campus supermarket, Shuang Yao scolded right away: "When are you going to change that cheap love of yours?"
Feng Ning was munching on ice cream while biting into it and muttering, "This old hag must have lost her mind; she likes Jiang Wen but doesn't dare to say it and comes to me with her sarcasm. So I might as well annoy her!"
Only Meng Taoyu still didn't understand the situation and stared wide-eyed. "Do you really like Cinderella?"
After a moment of silence, Shuang Yao replied flatly, "She likes nothing."
Feng Ning remained unfazed. "Let me tell you, I'm doing this for a reason today. Normally I wouldn't bother with such fools; today I'm teaching Meng a lesson, you know?"
Meng Taoyu gasped in surprise.
Both of them looked at her with suspicion. Feng Ning cleared her throat and said seriously, "What good does it do to keep enduring and staying silent in front of those troublemakers? Will they stop bullying you because of that? No, they won't just stop; they'll become even more arrogant and domineering over you. It's human nature to bully the weak and fear the strong, especially for those white lotus types who only know how to gossip. If they try to put on a show and act tough with you, just slap them directly and see if they can keep acting."
Shuang Yao bluntly exposed her, "Do you know how far theory is from reality? What kind of family background do you have compared to others? You're just a commoner; if you slap someone, they'll squash you like an ant."
"You can't say that. First, I'm targeting a group of students who aren't that ruthless yet. Second, if they want to play the social game and I really can't compete, my bottom line is that I have no bottom line. I can bow my head, I can apologize, I can even lose my dignity."
Feng Ning remained calm, speaking each word clearly and forcefully. "However, I remember every single offense. If they have the ability, then don't give me any chances. Otherwise, a year from now, I'll make them kneel on the ground begging for mercy."
Meng Taoyu was already stunned, her eyes sparkling.
Shuang Yao clapped enthusiastically and exclaimed, "Feng Ning, oh Feng Ning, you're getting better at speaking every year. If you don't become a public speaker, it would be such a waste of talent. You've always enjoyed lecturing me and Zhao Weichen to make us admire you. Every time you stand there with your hands on your hips giving long speeches, we just stare blankly at you, completely brainwashed into forgetting what we wanted to say. And now there's Meng joining in; fine, we're all going to be your fan club."
Feng Ning took a big bite of ice cream and mumbled with her mouth full as she lifted her eyelids. "It's your honor to cheer for me; not everyone gets the chance to be my fan, got it?"
Meng Taoyu hurriedly interjected, "I want to! I want to!" Her jumbled words made the two laugh heartily.
"By the way, are you really going after that Jiang Wen?" Shuang Yao asked skeptically. "It’s not just to satisfy your vanity, right?"
"Isn't it too late to back out now? How could I let others laugh at me?" Feng Ning replied calmly, looking like she had everything under control. "Besides, there’s no man in this world I can't handle... Can you help me with something later?" She leaned closer to Shuang Yao and whispered her plan in her ear.
After hearing the plan, Shuang Yao shook her head. "You little rascal; aren't you afraid you'll end up getting yourself into trouble?"
Feng Ning raised her hand to shield herself from the glaring sun; a few rays slipped through her eyelids as she casually retorted, "If I fall for it, does he have what it takes?"
*
The bell rang signaling the end of gym class.
Under the scorching sun for half an hour, Jiang Wen was drenched in sweat from playing basketball, even his short black hair was soaked. Sweat trickled down his eyes, cheeks, and chin; he casually grabbed the hem of his loose jersey to wipe it off. His lean waist was exposed for a couple of seconds before being covered again.
Groups of people were gathered together, laughing and making noise. As he was climbing the steps and had just reached the corner, a shadow rushed past him.
Jiang Wen was caught off guard.
Feng Ning, not knowing who bumped into her, stumbled and nearly fell onto him.
The heat was oppressive, and the crowd was tight; she was pressed very close to him, her breath hitting his neck, warm and damp along with his sweat.
He bent slightly from the impact, instinctively supporting her arms on either side.
In front of so many people, Feng Ning leaned against his shoulder, her face pressed against his chest as she gasped for air, nearly in pain.
Her slender wrists were as white as porcelain, weakly resting against him. Jiang Wen's breathing became a bit erratic; he pressed his thin lips together and froze for a few seconds. As soon as she steadied herself, he immediately let go.
“Thank you,” Feng Ning said, lowering her head to fix her hair while maintaining a shy expression. Inside, she cursed: Damn it, Shuang Yao pushed me too hard!
Enduring the pain, Feng Ning bit her lips until they turned a bright red where Jiang Wen couldn't see. She counted silently for ten seconds before controlling her expression and slowly turning her head to subtly expose her delicate profile to his view.
Jiang Wen wanted to say something but paused briefly, adopting a restrained expression as he quietly asked, “Is knocking into others your hobby?”
“Others? There's only you! Besides, am I that much of a beast?” Feng Ning replied innocently. “Last time was clearly an accident.”
Jiang Wen slightly turned away and walked off with the group of boys waiting for him.
On the way back to the classroom, Meng Taoyu supported Feng Ning. Shuang Yao glared at her from the side and asked, “Tell me honestly, did he do something to upset you?”
Feng Ning limped, gritting her teeth and rubbing her sore thigh, letting out a heavy grunt. "I just can't stand his false pretentiousness. The more he pretends, the more I want to bully him. Let's see how long he can keep it up!"
Shuang Yao sighed softly, "Pretty women are all liars."
*
After just finishing gym class, the atmosphere in the classroom was a bit restless. The math teacher was lecturing at the front, but very few students were actually paying attention.
Feng Ning turned a page in her book, accidentally dropping her eraser on the floor. She leaned slightly to reach for it.
It was just out of reach.
Since she couldn't see well from her position, she had to squat down. With her head resting against the corner of the desk, she waved her arms around, trying to feel for it.
The standing air conditioner in the classroom suddenly broke down and hadn't been repaired yet. Even though the windows were open for ventilation and the fan was running at full speed, it was still unbearably hot. Jiang Wen had sweat on his forehead, and his eyelids were reddened from the sun. He was struggling with the heat, shaking his collar to cool off.
His jersey was already loose, and now it had been lifted halfway up. From below, it was quite a sight. Feng Ning kept reminding herself not to look, but she couldn't help stealing a few glances.
She could see many things clearly, including the movement of his Adam's apple as he swallowed.
Jiang Wen leaned back against his chair, oblivious as he stared at the blackboard. Suddenly, he felt something brush against his leg. Looking down, he met Feng Ning's mischievous gaze.
She was squatting there in a strange position, not knowing how long she had been peeking at him.
He jumped in surprise and quickly pulled his shirt down. "What are you doing?"
Feng Ning replied confidently, her eyes wide open, "I'm looking for something; my eraser fell."
Jiang Wen frowned, "Then you look for it, why are you watching me?"
Feng Ning made a reminiscing expression and said lightly, "Isn't it because I'm captivated by you?"
Unlike the reserved and dignified young ladies and gentlemen, she had grown up mingling with Meng Hanmo and his gang of ruffians, unfazed by any rowdy talk.
Her voice was soft, each word striking Jiang Wen's heart. Suddenly, his heart raced, feeling blood rush to his head, making it hard to breathe.
"You, you..." Jiang Wen stammered for a long time without making any sense, his ears quickly turning a shade of crimson.
Feng Ning watched with amusement, laughing inwardly.
Serves you right for trying to act superior!
"I, what?" Feng Ning deliberately mimicked his stutter. Just then, the class bell rang, and the teacher finished packing up the lesson plan before leaving the classroom. She casually picked up her eraser after fiddling with her fingers.
Jiang Wen's eyes were very dark, filled with an unmistakable annoyance. He feigned indifference, even mockery: "Do you know it's shameful for a girl to stare at someone like that?"
But he clearly underestimated Feng Ning's carefree nature. She shrugged it off, "What's wrong with looking?"
Feng Ning wore a mischievous expression, her tongue rolling as she made a crisp sound, "That mole on your abs is quite sexy."
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