"Fucking hell, you stuttering moron, spouting nonsense! Get lost!" Ming Xuan put on a swaggering face, but in reality, his palms were sweating with panic.
How... how could it...
He had just clearly avoided everyone else, only ant to hit Ning Xixi with the ball...
And this idiot saw it! Damn it!
But... who would believe a fool? Ming Xuan thought proudly, threatening, "Publicly assaulting a classmate, according to school rules, calls for expulsion! This classmate... oh no, forr classmate, better get out of Muying fast! With a stutter like that, you ought to stay at ho. Why co out and embarrass yourself?"
A tinge of embarrassnt spread across Qiao Nancheng’s honey-colored handso face.
Yes, he stutters.
But he has to protect Ning Xixi!
Even if it ans getting expelled, he won’t let off those who bully him!
"Yo-you hit her, I-I want to hi-hit you..." After struggling to get those words out, Qiao Nancheng swung a punch, causing Ming Xuan to cry out in pain and start begging the people around for help, "Sobody, help! Co pull this damn stutterer off ! Where’s the security? Call the school guards! What are we feeding them for, if not for this?"
This commanding attitude displeased the surrounding crowd!
You were the first to throw a punch, and now that you’re being hit back, they just want to clap and cheer. They have no desire to help you, okay?
Moreover, Qiao Nancheng’s looks are far more appealing than this crooked and robust sports student!
So what if he has a stutter? Picking on soone’s shortcomings is even lower!
Many girls who admired Qiao Nancheng felt indignant and wished they could step in and beat Ming Xuan themselves!
A few who were more acquainted with Ming Xuan wanted to call the guards but were cheekily stopped by Xiao Xichen.
"Director, this isn’t good, right? Ming Xuan has to participate in the tennis tournant!"
"Friendship first, competition secondary. Letting soone with his character represent Muying in the competition not only shas our sports departnt but also the school. Most importantly, it shas us Muying folks!"
Xiao Xichen might be unreliable on a daily basis, but he was skilled at rousing people’s spirits and swaying the mood, leaving everyone in a daze.
At this mont, in the eyes of the crowd, Ming Xuan was an unforgivable evil dragon, and Qiao Nancheng was simply the dragon-slaying warrior!
Many even cheered for Qiao Nancheng!
Ming Xuan, being beaten up, was almost spitting blood, half from the blows, half from anger. Damn it, with so many people, are they all dead? Why won’t anyone help him?
He cast a desperate glance towards a corner, where the black school uniform skirt outlined Ma Yiqing’s graceful figure, and that face he called a Goddess showed no anxiety, no sympathy, only... disgust.
As if he was trash, completely worthless.
No.
No—
Why would his Goddess look at him like that?
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Ning Xixi, in a flurry, shook Ji Yebai’s arm, "Hey, think of sothing, stop Qiaoqiao! He doesn’t know his own strength, if he really cripples Ming Xuan..."
"Then I’ll help him collect the body." Ji Yebai replied with an icy expression.
Anyone who dares to ss with his people deserves to die!
Ning Xixi stamped her foot, "What are you talking about! Never mind, if you won’t go, I will!"
"Fooling around!" Ji Yebai scolded while grabbing her. Two n are fighting, what if she gets hurt by accident? "What’s so great about that fool, why do you care about him!"
The Young Master Ji would never admit that he felt even a teeny bit jealous!
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