Yao Dazhuang nodded vigorously.
Hu Yi is the top rich kid in the dical College, rumored to sponsor the college’s lab annually. He’s wealthier than the Yao Family, very street-smart, and not soone to ss with. If Lan Qingxin does get on his bad side, she wouldn’t even know what hit her.
He sowhat regretted not going after Lan Qingxin earlier.
But he also knew that what the street-smart guy ant by "trouble" was different from their definition. Only if Lan Qingxin provoked "that person"... would it really be considered "trouble".
Yu Xiaochun took the chance to hand Brother Hu a workbook: "Brother Hu, she accidentally left this in the dorm. When you go back to Class 1, could you please hand it to her?"
Yu Xiaochun didn’t say who "she" was.
But it seed everyone present knew exactly who "she" was.
Hu Yi readily agreed, his eyes full of appreciation: "She’s doing such difficult practice problems now? We’re just learning the basics of anatomy, and she’s already preparing for sophomore materials?"
Yao Dazhuang sighed, "She’s not just beautiful, she’s also talented. She’s the true campus flower."
Yu Xiaochun laughed, "Don’t just talk about it, rember to vote for her on the college forum, and create a few extra accounts."
While everyone was babbling away.
Soone suddenly exclaid, "Brother Hu, your tire..."
Hu Yi turned his head, his face changing color: "Damn! My new car!"
The rear tire of the golden SUV had burst! The once shiny rim was now a heap of dented scrap tal...
Which bastard did this?
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Yao Dazhuang returned to the classroom, still feeling a bit dizzy.
He vaguely rembered, before Lan Qingxin skipped class, she kicked the rear of the SUV.
But for the tire to burst into that sorry state...
It shouldn’t possibly have anything to do with Lan Qingxin, right?
Yu Xiaochun reminded him, "Yao Ban, don’t forget to add the ugly one to the list of absentees..."
Before Yao Dazhuang could respond, he heard the classroom door slam open with a "bang—".
The whole class went silent for a mont.
The door flung open.
A girl with long hair covering her face, as slim and straight as a winter bamboo, ca in, carrying a pot of winter chrysanthemums as ugly as her.
With her hands full, Qin Xin could only kick the door open.
She glanced at the door panel with satisfaction, pleased with her control of strength this ti—it didn’t break.
"Where’s my seat?" she politely asked the closest classmate.
The other person, as if seeing a ghost, pointed to the back.
The Clinical dicine Departnt at the dical College was different from other departnts, with very heavy and intense courses, extrely strict attendance, and fixed seating orders based on grades.
Lan Qingxin, due to her poor grades, was placed in the last row.
Alone, just by herself.
Qin Xin was very satisfied.
She had practiced Eight Pieces of Brocade and Five Animals Qigong for most of last night to adjust the frail body of the original owner, and this morning, she was tutored by that old man hired by her cheap brother. She’s very sleepy now.
The last row was perfect for catching up on sleep.
Originally, she planned to go to the Qin Family for business, but on the way, she heard Yao Dazhuang and others saying that skipping classes would lead to failing. Thinking about the original owner’s pitiful background and lousy grades, she sighed and ca back to attend the class.
Having taken over soone’s body, she must take responsibility.
Qin Xin unceremoniously laid on the desk, using the winter chrysanthemum as a cover, and began... to catch up on sleep.
Little did she know.
The whole class was almost stunned.
This, this, how could this ugly one be so audacious?!
Yu Xiaochun bit her lip, "Yao Ban, what do we do, she didn’t skip class..."
But Yao Dazhuang was staring at the door, just kicked open, still intact.
So, if even a flimsy door couldn’t be broken, there’s no way the SUV was damaged by Lan Qingxin?
See, it’s like I said, the ugly one couldn’t be that arrogant.
Yao Dazhuang took a deep breath and sneered, "If she dares to co back seeking trouble, then don’t bla us for being ruthless!"
Yu Xiaochun glanced at a certain pinned profile picture in her WeChat, lowering her voice, "Yao Ban, the campus flower just told that Class 1’s biology lab received so ’good stuff’, why don’t we use those ’good stuff’ to teach the ugly one a lesson..."
Yao Dazhuang’s eyes lit up, "Let’s do it!"
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