Living Only For Myself: Make Those Who Hate Me Regret It Chapter 103: "I’m Sorry

Xu Su’s seat was now by the window. If she wanted to get distracted, she could even see the underclassn standing at attention on the athletic field.

Thinking about how she was also sweating buckets on the field at this ti last year, a rare sense of seniority washed over Xu Su.

’Ti really flies. A whole year has passed already.’

’It’s been over a year since I was reborn.’

Taking advantage of the ti after dinner and before evening self-study began, Xu Su was still sitting in her own classroom.

She always went to her competition class right on the dot every evening. Perhaps because everyone was desperate for good competition results to boost their college entrance exam scores, the atmosphere in the competition class was incredibly tense—even more serious than the Rocket Class had been during last sester’s final exams.

After dinner, Huang Feng didn’t go back to her own class either, instead making a special trip to the Rocket Class to chat with Xu Su and the others.

Huang Feng was always exceptionally well-inford. With a gossipy smile, she said, "Have you guys heard? There’s a really handso boy in the new freshman class. He was at Experintal Middle School before, and he was famous for being handso even back in middle school. He was their school hunk! I can’t believe he actually ca to First High School for high school."

Xu Su: "..."

She wasn’t really curious about handso boys or anything, but Xu Su didn’t want to dampen her friend’s enthusiasm, so she played along. "How was he famous for being handso?"

Qian Jia, on the other hand, was quite intrigued. "Experintal Middle School again? Wasn’t our God Xi a transfer from Experintal Middle School last year? That school is kind of pathetic, aren’t they? We poached their ’study god,’ and now their ’school hunk’ has co to our school too!"

When Gu Yunjia, who was passing by, heard Qian Jia comparing Xi Zirong to so so-called ’school hunk’ from the freshman class, she wasn’t happy. She said, "Don’t just compare anyone to God Xi. Believe it or not, the administrators at Experintal Middle School would rather let a hundred ’school hunks’ go than lose a single God Xi."

Right, with the recent class reassignnt, Gu Yunjia, the forr "class beauty" of Class 18, had also gotten into the Rocket Class.

After a few brief interactions, Xu Su understood.

’This girl is a total Xi Zirong fangirl—the kind whose eyes sparkle when she looks at him.’

Xu Su had previously worried that Xi Zirong would beco just another fish in soone’s sea, but she had clearly been overthinking it.

But... thinking of Xi Zirong.

Xu Su whipped her head around and, from two desks away, t an intense gaze.

’So... he heard their entire conversation about the new student?’

’He even heard what Gu Yunjia said?’

Xu Su felt a little awkward, but Qian Jia and the others didn’t seem to notice at all.

Qian Jia said to Gu Yunjia, "I know God Xi is amazing, I was just saying it casually. I get how important he is."

A god who hadn’t placed second even once since enrolling, a figure at the top of their grade’s pyramid. His scholarship for a single sester was enough to cover a regular worker’s salary for four months. How could an ordinary person ever compare to a study god like that?

Qian Jia wasn’t mad at Gu Yunjia for being so serious. Their nas were a bit similar, and besides, Gu Yunjia was pretty. Qian Jia was always patient with pretty girls.

Huang Feng explained, "Hey! I think you have a misunderstanding about handso guys. This freshman is handso, sure, but his grades aren’t bad either! While he’s not as incredible as God Xi—you know, amazing enough to beat second place by several dozen points—he did enter the school with the top score for his year."

Another top student who entered as first in his grade.

Xu Su thought about what Qian Jia had said, about Experintal Middle School being kind of pathetic.

She silently nodded. ’They really have been the suckers for two years in a row.’

’How could they bear to let two outstanding students go to other schools?’

Gu Yunjia was also silenced by this.

She paused for a mont, then quickly leaned in. "Who is he? What’s his na? I’ll go ask around. Could there really be another guy like God Xi who’s both handso and can score first place?"

Huang Feng / Qian Jia / Xu Su: "..."

Qian Jia scooted over to make so room, letting Gu Yunjia squeeze in. The three of them now crowded around Xu Su’s desk.

Gu Yunjia’s eyes lit up as she looked at Huang Feng. "Co on, tell us."

Influenced by Gu Yunjia’s gossipy gaze, Huang Feng paused for two seconds, suddenly feeling like she had t a kindred spirit.

Then, she let out a sly laugh. "His na is Feng Zhiqui. I heard about him from a classmate of mine who went to Experintal Middle School. Back then, aside from God Xi who was widely renowned, the second most popular figure at Experintal Middle School was this Feng Zhiqui."

"She even pointed him out to . He’s seriously handso even in a camouflage uniform. He’s worthy of being called Experintal Middle School’s hunk."

In reality, a title like "school hunk" was rare in the high schools of Chang City. Girls of this era, unlike those from the later age of information overload, were mostly shy. They were too embarrassed to openly judge boys’ looks, so a concept like electing a school hunk naturally didn’t exist.

And the boys all looked down on each other’s appearances; who would be willing to elect soone else as the school hunk?

Therefore, the weight carried by Feng Zhiqui’s ’school hunk’ title was plain to see.

Gu Yunjia was a straightforward person. She asked, "Is he more handso than God Xi?"

"COUGH COUGH... COUGH COUGH..."

Xu Su, who could feel a gaze fixed on her back, was taking a sip of water to ease her own awkwardness when she heard this and choked.

’This girl is a little too blunt. Xi Zirong himself is sitting right behind .’

A hand grabbed her arm. Xu Su looked up to see the boy at the center of their conversation standing behind her, his expression a little grim.

Xi Zirong held Xu Su’s arm and reminded her, "It’s ti. Xu Su, we need to go to the competition class."

Xu Su let him pull her to her feet. The faces of the three girls crowded around her desk flushed red. Only now did they realize that God Xi himself had been listening to their gossip the entire ti.

Gu Yunjia, in particular, had asked the most direct question, and now her face was the reddest of all. She stamred, trying to explain.

Xi Zirong ignored her. Expressionless, he waited for Xu Su to grab her water bottle, then pulled her out of the classroom without a sideways glance.

Once they were out of the classroom, Xu Su realized, ’He seems to be angry, doesn’t he?’

She tried to pull her arm free, saying irritably, "Xi Zirong, let go. Why are you always grabbing and pulling?"

’Hasn’t he been acting so normal this sester? Why did he just pull away in front of all our classmates again?’

It was sumr, so Xu Su was wearing a short-sleeved shirt. Xi Zirong’s hand was pressed directly against the skin of her arm.

Reminded by Xu Su, Xi Zirong abruptly let go.

He pressed his lips together and chose to apologize. "I’m sorry."

’An apology that didn’t feel the least bit sincere.’

As they walked, Xu Su glanced at the boy beside her. "What were you angry about just now? You don’t like us talking about you?"

"That Feng Zhiqui is a year younger than . I know him. Xu Su, if there’s anything you want to know, you can just ask directly."

Xi Zirong’s expression was very serious, just as serious as when he was explaining a problem. He stopped walking and looked at her. "He’s not as good-looking as . Really."

Xu Su didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. She truly hadn’t expected this to be the reason Xi Zirong was angry.

She tilted her head back, deliberately studying the boy’s features, then said with a beaming smile, "Mhm, mhm, I get it, I get it. You’re good-looking. You get good grades, and you’re good-looking."