Chapter 239 — The Girl Under the Shade of the Trees

"Brother Black Panther is looking for me?" Zhong Yongliang froze for a moment, then agreed without the slightest hesitation. "I'll see him!"

This time he had not only failed to put Wei Zhao to death, but had sent Brother Black Panther to prison once again, which filled Zhong Yongliang with a hatred for Wei Zhao that cut to the bone! He also wanted to ask Brother Black Panther just what kind of power Wei Zhao possessed, that even someone as formidable as Brother Black Panther could suffer at his hands again!

"Good. At noon I will drive to the school to pick you up. Do not tell anyone about this." Hearing his words, Zhong Fabai felt a weight lift from his heart. What he had feared most was that his son would be ignorant and refuse to see Black Panther, and that provoking Black Panther's displeasure would turn out badly. That Zhong Yongliang should agree so readily was rather beyond Zhong Fabai's expectations.

"I understand, Dad!" Zhong Yongliang hung up the phone and gritted his teeth, clutching the wounds on his body.

Yesterday he had been unconscious, only to be lashed awake by a belt! Zhong Yongliang had never suffered such a vicious beating since childhood, which left him both shocked and furious, but once he had asked and learned the reason, he knew he had been set up by Wei Zhao!

Zou Ruoming had mistaken him for Tang Yun, which left Zhong Yongliang secretly annoyed, yet also somewhat relieved. It was lucky Zou Ruoming had only beaten him up. If he had thrown his arms around him calling him Tang Yun, would that not have been sickening to death?

Thinking of this, Zhong Yongliang felt all the more strongly that this Wei Zhao was truly detestable!

"I'm not going..." Wei Zhao was speechless.

"Then will you go with me? I was planning to go to..." Kang Xiaobo said.

"I have a date... you go by yourself." Wei Zhao clapped Kang Xiaobo on the shoulder. Why was this kid so clingy today? He even wanted company to go to the bathroom?

"Ah... then hurry along." Kang Xiaobo finally caught on, looking a little embarrassed. "Boss, I will tell you at noon. Actually there is something I need you for..."

"Then we will talk at noon." Wei Zhao ran quickly out of the classroom. Held up a while by Kang Xiaobo, he wondered whether Tang Yun might be getting anxious.

By noon, sunlight poured generously over the open sports field. Apart from a few students playing basketball, there were hardly any people lingering on the field at this hour.

Zou Ruoming went up for a layup, then suddenly caught sight of Wei Zhao walking out of the teaching building. Unsteady in an instant, he crashed to the ground in a face-plant, and the basketball in his hands flew off to one side.

He had already developed something of a psychological shadow toward Wei Zhao. That thing was not human! Though there was no evidence to prove yesterday's affair was Wei Zhao's doing, what need was there for evidence? There was no need at all. Brother Black Panther, whom Zhong Yongliang had brought, was nowhere to be found, and Zhong Yongliang had been knocked out and dumped where Tang Yun had been. If Wei Zhao had not done it, then who? Superman? Ultraman?

Zou Ruoming had never imagined Wei Zhao could be so formidable, and since he had tried to harm Tang Yun yesterday, the moment he saw Wei Zhao come out he instinctively assumed Wei Zhao had come to settle accounts with him, which was why he stumbled and fell to the ground.

Wei Zhao cast Zou Ruoming a cold glance. In Wei Zhao's eyes, Zou Ruoming was no different from an ant. If he wanted him to vanish, it would be a matter of minutes. Only the time was not yet right.

The situation in Songshan was still unclear, and for the moment Wei Zhao did not wish to get drawn in, nor did he want to stir up too much trouble. Besides, Wei Zhao had truly come to love this campus life. He was sick to death of days spent amid a hail of bullets!

After all, Wei Zhao was still, at heart, an eighteen-year-old boy. Thrown into the world where an eighteen-year-old ought to live, he found it fresh and hard to leave behind. That long-distant precocious maturity had already been buried deep in his heart...

Wei Zhao hurried toward the small grove at the edge of the sports field. Beneath the dappled shade stood a breathtakingly beautiful girl, bright with a touch of charm. A light breeze brushed her skirt, giving her quite the look of a heroine from a school manga.

Seeing Wei Zhao run over, the corners of the girl's mouth curved into a lovely arc, and then, a little shyly, she lowered her head.

Wei Zhao ran up before her. "Tang Yun, have you been here long? That fellow Kang Xiaobo kept pestering me and made me late."

"I just arrived too..." Tang Yun shook her head slightly, drew in a breath, and brought both hands out from behind her back, holding them toward him. "Your clothes. I already washed them yesterday..."

"Ha..." Wei Zhao had not expected Tang Yun had called him out to return his school uniform. "Why wash it? It was not dirty after you wore it, and it still carried your scent..."

"You are not allowed to say that..." Tang Yun raised her fist, blushing a little, and made as if to hit Wei Zhao. "Why are you never serious? I am leaving..."

"Let's go back together. I have to head back too." Wei Zhao pointed in the direction of the teaching building. Indeed, if the two of them were leaving, they would be going the same way.

Tang Yun hesitated faintly and said nothing, but she lightly stepped forward. Wei Zhao followed quietly at her side. There were not many people on the sports field, but there were some, and they had long heard rumors of the pair's 'romance.' They had not quite believed it before, but seeing them walk together now, they could not help thinking the earlier 'love letter incident' might be true.

The crowd sighed and marveled, yet none dared draw near! What sort of existence was Wei Zhao? He had beaten Zou Ruoming and Zhong Yongliang and still strutted about, one of the campus tyrants! With such a man, who would dare gossip to his face?

As they passed the basketball hoop, Wei Zhao saw Wang Zhifeng sternly berating Zou Ruoming and several other students, Zou Ruoming and his lackeys wearing looks of utter dejection. "You came to this school to cram for the college entrance exams, yet you play basketball all day and smoke. What are you here for? If you do not want to study, then get out at once. Places in the remedial class are limited, and plenty of people want in!"

The senior repeaters' cram class was under Wang Zhifeng's control, and he had the power to drive away any student as he pleased! These students were not regular students of the school in the first place, so there was no need at all to report to the school leadership or the education bureau.

Wei Zhao stopped in his tracks, while Tang Yun flinched a little, not daring to look at Zou Ruoming, and wanting to hurry away, only to have Wei Zhao seize her hand.

"Ah!" Tang Yun gave a startled cry, which drew the attention of Wang Zhifeng and Zou Ruoming.

Wang Zhifeng saw Wei Zhao and Tang Yun actually holding hands on the sports field, and felt suddenly awkward. Here he was, the dignified dean of instruction, in the middle of scolding students, catching other students in puppy love and openly holding hands... and he could do nothing about it...

Wang Zhifeng could only smile and nod at Wei Zhao, hoping he would quickly lead Tang Yun away and be affectionate wherever he pleased, so long as it was not right under his nose.

Yet Wei Zhao pointedly refused to grant his wish. He not only halted, but pulled Tang Yun along with him and walked toward Zou Ruoming.

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