Chapter 22 — Come with Us If You Have the Guts
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Wei Zhao passed three class periods in comfort. Gu Mengyao acted as though she had never met him, not so much as glancing his way, while that girl Shen Yushu kept stealing sly looks in his direction.
Wei Zhao certainly did not think Shen Yushu had fallen for him. The girl was probably hoping to watch him fight Zhong Yongliang.
Since he sat in the last row, anyone leaving the classroom would have no reason to pass by him; so there was no doubt these three were coming for him. And Wei Zhao knew it was only a matter of time before they came looking for trouble.
"Hey, Yaoyao, look — that idiot Zhong Yongliang is going after Brother Shield." Shen Yushu had been watching Zhong Yongliang and Wei Zhao all through class, and when Zhong Yongliang finally moved against Wei Zhao she grew excited at once.
She had long wanted to see Zhong Yongliang humiliated; only out of respect for their elders had she held back from doing anything to him. Now that someone was doing it for her, she was naturally thrilled.
"Oh? Good. Let Zhong Yongliang teach that bastard a lesson." Gu Mengyao's anger had not cooled.
"No way, Yaoyao. Why are you taking Zhong Yongliang's side?" Shen Yushu blinked. "You're not secretly in love with him, are you?"
"As if anyone would love him. But I hate Wei Zhao more." Gu Mengyao sniffed. "Let's go. Leave him alone."
"Don't be like that. I want to watch. I want to see who wins." Shen Yushu tugged at Gu Mengyao, refusing to let her leave.
"Fine. It just so happens I'd like to see that bastard get beaten. It'll settle my grudge." Gu Mengyao said this aloud, but for some reason she did not want Wei Zhao to lose. All things considered, she still found Zhong Yongliang the more detestable of the two. Wei Zhao was hateful, yes, but not hateful to that degree.
And so the two curious creatures, hand in hand, hid themselves in the doorway of the classroom and watched what was happening inside.
"Kid, do you know why we're looking for you?" Zhong Yongliang blocked Wei Zhao's way, cocky as could be, and jabbed a finger at him.
"I know. Because yesterday I kicked you in the ass and sent you sprawling on your face." Wei Zhao spoke with perfect calm, as though it were nothing worth mentioning.
"Damn you, if you know, what are you acting so tough for? You think you're something?" Zhang Naipao's eyes bulged, and he reached out to grab Wei Zhao by the collar.
"Your foot doesn't hurt anymore, I take it?" Wei Zhao easily brushed Zhang Naipao's hand aside, a note of mockery in his voice.
Zhang Naipao's face went red in an instant. This was a humiliation he kept buried deep in his heart — so Wei Zhao had done it on purpose after all.
"Kid, if you've got the guts, come to the bathroom with us. This is a classroom, too many people around; if the dean of students sees, it's no good for anyone." Zhong Yongliang was seething with rage at Wei Zhao. Was the boy truly stupid or just pretending? Why was he so blank-faced about it? Did he not realize the three of them were going to beat him senseless?