I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 138 - 134 Looking for Trouble

Chapter 138: Chapter 134 Looking for Trouble

The next day, Monday, when classes resumed, Old Wu’s anger had significantly subsided.

Qingran and Xie Ying’an, surprisingly in sync, insisted on withdrawing from the competition, which infuriated Old Wu to no end.

On the day of the preliminaries, the first one to be questioned by Professor Yan was Li Qingran, which clearly left a profound impression of her problem-solving approach on the professor.

The second one questioned was Xie Ying’an, whose extraordinary speed in solving problems also deeply impressed the professors from Q University.

Even the school authorities indicated that they highly valued these two students and intended to focus on their development. Now, if both of them refused to participate, what meaning would this competition hold for F University?

Old Wu tried to persuade them earnestly, but it did not have the slightest effect.

Just as Old Wu was about to exert pressure.

Xie Ying’an looked up at him indifferently: "If F High is not suitable for us, we are considering transferring schools, and our families are very supportive."

Next to him, Qingran nodded, showing a strong agreement.

Old Wu: "..."

So Xie Ying’an, are you blatantly threatening me?

Old Wu had contacted the parents of Xie Ying’an and Li Qingran more than once, knowing that both families centered around their children’s thoughts. If they expressed unhappiness at this school, their parents would certainly agree to transfer them.

Under such power, Old Wu could stand firm and fearless, but if it meant sacrificing two good students, then it was not worth it.

Who could bear to hand over students they had painstakingly nurtured?

"Fine," Old Wu waved his hand, "Let’s each step back. I will apply to the school to let you both stop attending Professor Yan’s classes from today, but you must participate in this competition."

Having achieved their goal, Qingran and Xie Ying’an exchanged glances and then nodded reluctantly.

The two wouldn’t attend Professor Yan’s class, and would obviously need to attend other teachers’ classes.

Old Wu must have said something to the school authorities, as the school agreed to hire a separate physics teacher for Qingran and Xie Ying’an.

Classes were still scheduled on Saturdays and Sundays.

Not having to be in the same class as Wen Shiyi anymore, Qingran was elated, now she wouldn’t have to sneak touches with Xie Ying’an when the teacher posed questions.

——

Song Shize always held grudges. He could not forget the one time Xie Ying’an beat him up, and he still provoked Xie Ying’an every now and then.

Now, with the issue of the transfer student being grounded by his father for a week, he wasn’t about to let the transfer student off.

So starting from Monday, Song Shize started looking for trouble with the transfer student.

At lunchtime in the crowded cafeteria, he and his lackeys formed a human wall blocking the transfer student.

The transfer student, shielding Wen Shiyi alongside him, looked up and met Song Shize’s eyes, not showing any fear: "What do you want to do?"

Song Shize cracked a mean smile, his ruffian attitude fully displayed: "What do I want to do? Obviously, I’m going to mess with you!"

There were scattered murmurs around, but Song Shize paid no mind, even casting a warning: "Whoever dares go and find a teacher right now, if I find out, I will not let them off!"

Steps that were moving quietly towards the door immediately halted in place.

The transfer student, only his eyes visible past the mask, could not betray any expression on his face, his voice tinged with impatience: "Can whatever it is wait until I finish eating?"

"Why should I wait for you to finish eating?" Song Shize slapped the tray out of the transfer student’s hands.

The metal tray hitting the floor emitted a harsh sound, silencing the cafeteria even more.

Wen Shiyi pushed past the transfer student blocking her, her voice loud: "Song Shize, this is a school, don’t you have any respect for its rules and regulations?"

"Pfft!"

Ruan Ruan, standing next to Qingran and watching the spectacle, laughed out loud, "Ha ha! Wen Shiyi is actually talking to Song Shize about school rules and regulations?"

Too silly, does Song Shize look like someone who follows rules and regulations?

Qingran frowned as she looked at the opposing groups, asking Ruan Ruan in a quiet voice, "How did the transfer student offend Song Shize?"

Ruan Ruan’s eyes darted around, stuttering, "I, I don’t know."

Clearly lying, Qingran knew this matter definitely involved Ruan Ruan too.

"With so many people around, and so many saw that Song Shize started the trouble," Qingran gestured for Ruan Ruan to come with her, "Shall we go over and persuade Song Shize?"

At least don’t fight in school.

She couldn’t control Song Shize causing trouble, but considering they were still somewhat friends, it’s better to gently advise him.

Right as Qingran and Ruan Ruan squeezed through, they heard Song Shize yelling loudly—

"Scared to take off your mask? What, afraid people will see the words ’cheap slut’ carved on your face?"

It was like they found some juicy drama, the surrounding murmurs suddenly grew louder.

Even Ruan Ruan bulged her eyes, a sentence slipped uncontrollably from her mouth, "The transfer student’s face was carved with words? Then why didn’t Luo Xi..."

She clapped her mouth shut, but it didn’t stop Qingran from hearing it.

Qingran knew, the issue of Song Shize targeting the transfer student definitely involved not just Ruan Ruan, but also her elder cousin!

That day Qingran and Ruan Ruan talked numerous times, to not provoke the transfer student, Ruan Ruan agreed nicely on the surface, but probably asked Song Shize to sneakily take photos of the transfer student.

Then came Wen Shiyi’s indignant voice from within: "Song Shize, what nonsense are you talking about? Carved what words? Liang Fan is wearing a mask because he has a skin allergy!"

"Shut up!" Song Shize’s voice also grew impatient, "Whether his face has an allergy or the words ’cheap slut’, I already saw it in the restroom that day."

The transfer student, Liang Fan, mocked Song Shize, "You saw it yet you still spout nonsense?"

Liang Fan’s attitude seemed intriguing, as if deliberately trying to provoke Song Shize.

Qingran dragged Ruan Ruan and forcefully squeezed to the front; Song Shize, this brainless guy, was indeed provoked, he pushed away Wen Shiyi who was between them, and grabbed Liang Fan’s collar with one hand.

He questioned loudly, "Did you fucking tell my old man that I beat you?"

Liang Fan let him grab the collar, even snorted and turned his head away.

His attitude clearly admitted it.

Song Shize was even more enraged, almost throwing a punch, cursing continuously, "Fuck your mom, when did I ever hit—"

Li Qing Mo, pulled over by Qingran, blocked Song Shize’s fist with a grin, he was actually not done watching the drama, reluctantly glaring at Qingran.

Then he turned back to continue breaking up the fight: "Fighting here? Are you sure?"

Song Shize’s temper flared up at that moment, he shoved Li Qing Mo’s hand away: "Fuck off! Don’t stop me, I can’t hold it another minute, even if I get expelled."

"Jeez!" Li Qing Mo stood in front of him, looked around the cafeteria, continued to leisurely speak, "You gotta be kidding? This place is too cramped, enough for you to swing?"

Song Shize also looked around at the crowd encircling them, his temper erupted, yelling loudly, "What are you looking at? Haven’t seen a fight before? Disperse!"

Second Generation Son’s words still had effect, the timid ones in the crowd ran off with his threat.

"Listen to me!" Li Qing Mo raised his eyebrows at Song Shize, "That small grove off-campus, big space, free to swing, isn’t it just a fight? You can fight as fiercely as you want."

The school bully’s wisdom imparted.

Qingran immediately regretted bringing her brother to break up the fight.

Song Shize’s eyes lit up, he immediately challenged Liang Fan on the spot.

Despite Wen Shiyi’s desperate attempts to stop him, Liang Fan glanced at Xie Ying’an who was standing detached from the crowd, and clenched his teeth agreeing to it.