Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again! Chapter 23 Addicted to Sugar as to One’s Life

Yun Yue had her hands stuffed in her pockets, expressionless, as she ticulously washed her hands before entering the private room.

Shen Xuan was talking with Lin Xuanze, her tone quite gentle. Upon seeing Yun Yue walk in, she turned her head slightly, giving her a aningful glance before continuing her conversation with Lin Xuanze.

After the al, the three of them returned to attend evening self-study.

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Class Seven.

The ceiling fan above Yun Yue’s head buzzed noisily, probably due to its old age, it was a bit dilapidated, and the fan blades emitted a creaking sound. She had put on her earphones.

The breeze lifted her stray hair, adding a touch of disheveled beauty to her delicate face.

Her right hand would occasionally sketch a few strokes on the book, quite focused.

Zhang Ziyue sat defeated in her seat, as if she had been out of sorts since the beginning of evening self-study, tugging at her hair with a deeply furrowed brow.

Now and then, she bit her pen cap, appearing deep in thought.

From ti to ti, she glanced over in bewildernt, her gaze puzzled.

She could always see Yun Yue’s right hand holding a water pen, drawing sothing. Even if it were drawing, you’d use a pencil on a blank sheet, right?

Clearly, she was not. The book she had opened was an English textbook.

Probably, she hated her English teacher.

The school principal would check the classrooms from ti to ti.

Li Hongsheng was currently lurking in a corner of the outside corridor, sneakily peering into Class Seven through the window, his gaze unwavering and not missing any corner.

He saw Yun Yue sitting with her legs crossed, her chair tipping on just two legs, sitting in a very casual manner, his left hand propping up his head, languidly slouched over the desk, while her right hand sketched a few strokes now and then, with earphones in her ears, utterly uninhibited!

Zero points, both expected and unexpected.

He truly hadn’t thought she was so bad at academics and could be this unlucky.

With so many multiple-choice questions, guessed at random, she could have scored ten or even twenty points.

Apart from a few subject teachers who reported back about her learning situation, he hadn’t heard other students ntion any incidents of being beaten up.

These past few days, she seed to have been minding her own business.

But upon hearing that she was fraternizing with the vocational school bullies, his brow furrowed again. He had heard about the vocational school bullies, that group that fought, brawled, skipped class, and were so vicious they’d even dare to hit teachers. Had she really found a group to hang with so soon after the start of term?

After much thought, he decided he still needed to give Xiao Ye a heads-up, to keep a closer watch on her.

These senior students couldn’t afford to slip up; if by chance she sent soone to the hospital and they spent a month or two recovering, it could jeopardize these students’ entire future.

Evening self-study was over.

Yang Xing lay sprawled out on his desk, his face etched with distress, listlessly tilting his head as he looked at Gu Yue.

"Gu Yue, could you talk to Shen Xuan and ask her to take it easy this ti? To not make our Class Seven look too bad."

He was the arts representative, responsible for all the art-related activities in Class Seven.

Honestly, having to compete against soone as talented as Shen Xuan, he was rather unsuccessful as the arts representative!

He got thrashed thoroughly.

He had no face left to face his classmates in Class Seven.

"I won’t do it."

Gu Yue was in the middle of solving a math problem, his expression serious, his brow slightly furrowed. He stared at the problem for a mont without moving his head an inch.

Asking Shen Xuan to show rcy was sothing he couldn’t bring himself to do, nor would he go back on it.

If they lost, they lost.

For the other sports competitions, he would lead Class Seven to victory himself.

"Ah! That’s too difficult! You can’t find anyone else in the whole school who can draw better than her!" With a defeated air, Yang Xing rubbed the tips of his hair, which were straight and stiff, almost painfully sharp to the touch.

"Just do what you’ve done in past years, no big deal. Anyways, Class One always cos first, and losing isn’t that shaful," Gu Yue said without lifting his head, his scratch paper filled with several pages of writing.

"No way!" Yang Xing’s face beca earnest, just like his hair, "As the arts representative, how could I easily bow to Class One? This ti, I must lead Class Seven to victory over Class One!"

For four consecutive sesters, Class One’s bulletin board had taken first place, leaving them only second.

Who would willingly accept being the eternal runner-up?

Gu Yue cocked his head sideways this ti, offering him ntal encouragent, "You can do it!"

Yang Xing: "..."

After all, we’re brothers, couldn’t he offer so practical help?

But the thought of Gu Yue’s aesthetic taste made him give up.

All brawn, no artistry!

His only artistic interest was listening to Shen Xuan play the piano.

Gu Yue, satisfied with filling in his answers, finally relaxed his brows. He turned his face to look at Yang Xing, who was slumped over the desk, and said teasingly, "Not writing that math test paper? It’s due."

"Ah! Damn!" Yang Xing instantly kicked into high gear, straightening up his back. Thankfully he had done a bit in the afternoon, or else he wouldn’t have finished. He picked up his pen and started working on the problems.

Gu Yue guzzled down a bottle of water, noting that his neighbor’s paper was blank except for the multiple-choice questions.

Her handwriting was very ssy; she could turn the simple "abcd" into an artistic ss.

Ghost talisman.

Her desk was always filled with all kinds of strange books, original English novels; could soone who scored zero in English really understand them?

Biological Theory, she had such books that he had never even heard of, not to ntion who knows where she got them from.

She read all sorts of extracurricular books, everything except textbooks.

Especially the English textbook, which was drawn all over.

She tilted her head and glanced over, her gaze cold.

Caught, he wasn’t embarrassed, rather, he turned his head away.

"Give back my candy."

He said with a cold face; that desk used to be for his candy, and now that she occupied it, she should return his candy.

"It’s gone." Yun Yue blinked her eyes and showed him the empty space, devoid of anything.

Gu Yue: "..."

Don’t think he didn’t know she had been snacking secretly during class! It was his candy she was eating!

Yun Yue pulled out a piece of candy from her bag, ripped off the wrapper, and started eating.

Gu Yue’s eyes sharply fixated on the candy wrapper in her hand; she remained calm, as if it was all justified!

"!?"

I’ll let it slide because you are a girl!

His eyes reddened, his expression terrifyingly cold, and he stared at Yun Yue for a full half-minute before getting up irritably and heading out.

The chilly and unapproachable deanor he usually displayed was just an act.

In reality, he couldn’t keep up his cool façade for more than three seconds, easily irritated, any small issue could trigger a breakdown of his persona.

This was sothing Yang Xing was well aware of.

But only Yang Xing knew this because he understood him well enough.

Right now, he watched Gu Yue with amusent; Yun Yue truly was Young Master Gu’s bane, firmly crushed yet she hadn’t acted out!

Everyone knew Young Master Gu loved candy; nobody dared to touch the candy in that desk, yet Yun Yue had taken it over and even swiped his candy.

To eat it in front of him, and then claim it was lost, she was the only one daring enough to speak like that.

Yet, Young Master Gu didn’t lash out, leaving him gritting his teeth in frustration.

"Yang Xing, let’s go!" Gu Yue stood up, his face dark; he was having an episode.

"Oh!" Yang Xing put down his pen and followed behind him.

Zhang Ziyue’s eyes were bulging, patting his chest with residual fear, "Yun Yue, how could you swipe Gu Yue’s candy and eat it right in front of him? His gaze was so scary just now, I was afraid he would lash out and hit soone. He loves his candy the most, no one in the class dares to touch it!"

You’re the first one!

Yun Yue, savoring the candy, squinted her eyes and shook her leg cross-legged, curling her Lip with a smirk, "He loves candy, and I love candy."

As though candy were her life!

If he had dared to take the candy from her bag just now, they would definitely have had a fight.