Chapter 21 — A Failed Show of Force
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
Zhong Yongliang was too far away to see what had passed between Zhang Naipao and Wei Zhao, but when he saw that Wei Zhao was fine while Zhang Naipao was the one yelping, he shot Zhang Naipao a reproachful look.
Zhang Naipao could not voice his grievance and could only glare in silence, resolving to get even the moment class let out. He could not tell whether Wei Zhao had done it on purpose or not: Wei Zhao had not once looked down at his feet as he walked, and his apology had sounded so sincere that he seemed genuinely unaware of what had happened. It left Zhang Naipao thoroughly frustrated.
Wei Zhao's seat was not far from Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu; one glance up and he could see them both. It was a good spot to have landed, letting him keep an eye on the two of them at any moment. His chief duty, after all, was to look after Gu Mengyao — he was being paid, after all.
Wei Zhao opened his backpack and took out the physics textbook. The first class of the day was physics; he had checked the schedule beforehand to make sure.
"Today is Wei Zhao's first day at school. I hope everyone will look after the new student. Also, I do not want to see anyone bullying the new student. You are seniors now, and I would hate for anyone to miss out on a diploma because of it." Teacher Liu felt obliged to give Zhong Yongliang, Zhang Naipao, and their sort a warning. Zhong Yongliang especially — that one was capable of anything, and was known as one of the four great young thugs of the campus; bullying classmates was meat and drink to him.
Zhong Yongliang, of course, let the words go in one ear and out the other.
Wei Zhao was leafing through his book when a small ball of paper suddenly landed on his desk. He blinked. Surely Zhang Naipao was not so petty as to throw paper at him after being stepped on? What was this, kindergarten?
Wei Zhao looked up and found Shen Yushu watching him with a smile. A chill ran through him. Surely the paper ball had not come from this girl?
Shen Yushu pointed at the paper ball on his desk, then turned back around. Wei Zhao was briefly startled; he looked at the note on the desk, then at Shen Yushu's back. Could this be the legendary note-passing?
Ah, if only it were some pretty, gentle girl passing him notes. Shen Yushu only had half the qualifications: pretty, yes; gentle, not remotely.
Wei Zhao slowly unfolded the note. He had never imagined Shen Yushu would write him a love letter or anything of the sort — it had to be about something else. Sure enough, when he opened it he found a line of small, delicate handwriting. Had he not known Shen Yushu's character so well, he would have taken her for a proper young lady.
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