Of course, Qin Feng knew who that was—a senior from Class 161 who hadn’t been to class in a long ti due to filming.
Chu Hao stood up, dusted himself off, and said with a chuckle, "Heh, a bunch of lovestruck fools."
He then prepared to leave.
However, his words were overheard. A female student turned around, her freckled face contorted with anger, and snapped, "Who are you calling lovestruck fools? You country bumpkin, you’re not even fit to compare to Qin Feng’s little toe... Pah!"
Freckles Sister’s comnt drew a lot of attention, especially from a girl who was 1.89 ters tall and weighed two hundred pounds. The behemoth girl bellowed, "Who are you calling lovestruck fools? You think I wouldn’t whack you?"
Chu Hao couldn’t be bothered with them.
But the other girl was relentless, shouting angrily, "How dare you ignore Tyrant’s Flower when she speaks?"
Damn it!! Tyrant’s Flower, could your na be any weirder?
She charged forward with large strides, the ground trembling slightly with each step. This two-hundred-pound dreadnought, who had also studied Taekwondo, was terrifying indeed.
As her large hand reached for him, the other girls sneered. This guy is done for—how dare he provoke Tyrant’s Flower.
If it had been before, I would indeed have been afraid of this kind of heavyweight Tyrant’s Flower, but now?!
He dodged to the side and, with a back shoulder throw, flung Tyrant’s Flower forcefully. She landed five or six ters away, wincing in pain, unable to even crawl up.
Chu Hao dusted off his hands, rubbed his waist, and said, "If my back wasn’t aching, throwing you would be as easy as tossing a shot put. What nonsense is this? Tyrant’s Flower? You look more like a bad Botox job."
"DING... Host has succeeded in showing off, obtaining 100 Show-off Points."
The crowd stood with their mouths agape, stunned and disbelieving.
"Oh my God! Tyrant’s Flower was thrown! She’s the only one in Taekwondo who can hold her own against the coach."
"Holy cow! Thrown five or six ters away, and Tyrant’s Flower weighs over two hundred pounds. How strong is that?!"
Several nearby boys who witnessed this felt an inexplicable thrill.
This Tyrant’s Flower relied on her strength and Taekwondo skills. She wasn’t just hot-tempered; she beat up anyone who crossed her. Now, she had t her match.
Tyrant’s Flower was livid, almost screaming as she lunged forward again.
"Stop the car."
The driver pulled over, and Qin Feng stepped out of the car, dressed in a blue suit and white shoes—a sowhat flamboyant outfit for his age.
Qin Feng walked quickly up to Tyrant’s Flower and asked, "Are you okay?"
Tyrant’s Flower was fuming. But when she saw Qin Feng step out and ask if she was alright, her eyes filled with adoration. "Qin Feng... I... I’m fine. Thank you for your concern."
Qin Feng stood up and, looking at Chu Hao, coldly said, "Why did you hit her? What right do you have? Apologize."
Every word he spoke was firm and decisive, as if Chu Hao’s failure to apologize would be an enormous transgression.
Qin Feng defending Tyrant’s Flower incited another wave of screams from the infatuated girls.
"Aaargh! Qin Feng is so handso!"
"Oh my God! I wish I were Tyrant’s Flower! Being cared for by Qin Feng must feel amazing."
"Hey, you! Hurry up and apologize! And just apologizing isn’t enough—get over here and grovel!"
Damn it! These brain-dead fans weren’t just ugly; they were also incredibly obnoxious.
It had to be said that Qin Feng’s actions garnered the favor of many. Even so who were jealous of him felt his rise to fa was expected. Stepping forward first when fans were in trouble won him everyone’s goodwill.
At this mont, Chu Hao was like a trapped grasshopper, surrounded by a crowd. However, he didn’t seem nervous at all. He said, "Firstly, I didn’t bother with her. Secondly, she started it. Thirdly, who the hell are you to tell to apologize? Dream on."
Qin Feng was mildly angered. It had been a long ti since anyone had dared to speak to him like that after he beca famous.
Tyrant’s Flower was both shocked and furious. However, in front of Qin Feng, she couldn’t appear too agitated and instead whined, "Qin Feng, look! He won’t apologize; he’s bullying ."
A shiver ran down Chu Hao’s spine, as if he’d stepped on a sea urchin.
Qin Feng felt similarly disgusted. Seeing Tyrant’s Flower act coy almost made him lose his composure. He forced himself to remain calm and asked, "Are you going to apologize or not?"
Although Chu Hao wanted to act pretentiously, Tyrant’s Flower nauseated him. If he were to show off now, he’d disgust even himself. He couldn’t help but shudder and said, "You have... unique tastes. I’m not playing with you guys anymore. Bye."
Tyrant’s Flower got angry and stamped her foot. "Qin Feng, look at him!"
Qin Feng almost threw up.
Lady! You’re old enough to be my mom. Can you please stop acting cute?
Qin Feng couldn’t take it anymore and quickly got into his car to leave, genuinely creeped out by Tyrant’s Flower. As soon as he was in the car, his face turned somber; that kid’s disrespectful tone had thoroughly infuriated him.
Afterward, Tyrant’s Flower instantly reverted to her true self, snarling, "Who was the guy that threw earlier?"
A schoolgirl replied, "I think he was from Class 164."
"Class 164! Just you wait, I’ll beat you black and blue!" Tyrant’s Flower had lost all semblance of her earlier coquettishness, now exuding the domineering aura of a tough woman.
When Chu Hao arrived at the classroom, everyone was surprised. They thought he’d be injured and absent for a while, yet there he was the very next day.
Li Yin quickly asked, "You’re all right?"
Chu Hao waved his hand. "No big deal. I’m aiming for Film University; how could I miss class?"
"You’re aweso," Li Yin said, giving a thumbs up.
Many classmates ca to ask how he was. After his successful display of prowess, Chu Hao had beco quite an impressive figure in their eyes. Even students who previously didn’t get along with him ca over to greet him.
Mu Yuxun twirled a strand of hair, an annoyed look on her delicate face as she watched the popular Chu Hao. Pouting, she muttered, "What’s so great about him?"
"Yu Xun, just how strong is Chu Hao? He caught a two-hundred-pound guy falling from the tenth floor with his bare hands! It’s simply incredible," said Mu Yuxun’s deskmate, a pretty girl.
"How would I know? Let’s just focus on class."
This class was taught by Qiu Xueying. She felt much better after a night’s rest, thanks to the Evil-Warding Jade Pendant Chu Hao had given her.
She wore a professional suit and high heels, along with gold-rimd glasses. She found herself glancing at Chu Hao from ti to ti, then quickly looking away as if she hadn’t.
The events of yesterday were still vivid in her mind; thinking back on them now made her blush.
"Teacher, you’re holding the book upside down," a student couldn’t help but point out.
Qiu Xueying’s face flushed with embarrassnt.
"Everyone, review the text. If you have any questions, feel free to ask ."
As many students began reviewing, Chu Hao said, "Teacher, I have a question."
Qiu Xueying walked over, bent down, and asked, "What don’t you understand?"
Chu Hao offered a knowing smile, then pointed to his textbook. "Here."
"This word..."
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