Chapter 69: I’ll Make You Fly!

Chapter 69: I’ll Make You Fly!

He was Hua Zhaofeng, the son of the director of a snack factory at Linyi Gate.

From childhood to now, he seemed to have nothing particularly noteworthy—average grades, average athletic ability, and an average appearance.

Luckily, his family was fairly well-off, and whenever he wanted something, his parents would do their best to satisfy him.

However, since entering high school, one persistent problem plagued Hua Zhaofeng.

He was still a virgin X boy.

Ah, everyone around him was madly falling in love, yet he hadn’t even held a girl’s hand.

Such feelings were truly painful.

In terms of family background, there were countless others richer and more influential than him.

And as for looks, he didn’t have the handsome charm of President Yan Huan.

But to be honest, at Far Moon Academy, he wasn’t entirely without the chance of romantic endeavors.

The conflict lay in the fact that Hua Zhaofeng only liked beautiful girls; he was extremely picky about appearances.

Even those who were just somewhat average looking wouldn’t catch his eye.

But the beautiful young ladies were just too hard to woo, and hardly anyone would take a liking to him.

So, Hua Zhaofeng resorted to the clumsiest method.

He licked.

By debasing himself in front of the young ladies to satisfy their desire to be adored, he begged for their affection.

It didn’t have to be just Park Shuwen; other pretty young ladies would do as well.

But all this time, only Park Shuwen ever fell for his tricks.

Teasing him, she gave him a shred of hope, causing him to work even harder for her favor.

This time was no different.

Hehe, Shuwen was beaten by that Spencer, and as long as he stood up for her, she would definitely be grateful.

“Wow, Zhaofeng, thank you so much! I really don’t know what I would have done without you!”

“Hehe, no need for thanks, Shuwen. Actually, I’ve liked you for a long time. Would you be my girlfriend?”

“Eh? Hmm.”

Park Shuwen would blush at his words, then twirl her long black hair shyly and nod.

“Actually, I’ve liked you for a long time too.”

Then, they would definitely be together, holding hands and hugging would be a given.

They might even kiss and progress further.

At this moment, Hua Zhaofeng’s mind was filled with dreams of successfully scoring with Park Shuwen, imagining every delightful detail.

Memories from childhood floated in his mind, leading to the present and to a beautiful future, all laid out before him.

While he was overjoyed, a hint of confusion suddenly struck him.

Huh?

Why does this feel like a revolving lantern?

What am I—

Just as Hua Zhaofeng realized this, a sudden sharp pain hit his brain, jolting him awake as if from a dreamy slumber.

Only then did he realize he was lying on the ground, pinned under a wooden desk.

“Eh? What’s happening?”

“Ahhhhh!”

The screams around him made Hua Zhaofeng glance fearfully at the desk on top of him.

Had it almost been his end just now?

How terrifying.

“Hua, are you alright?”

“Wuwu.”

His classmates gathered around and helped lift the desk off him.

The intense pain hit him, and he couldn’t help but cry out in defeat.

Meanwhile, Park Shuwen’s legs had turned to jelly from fright, and she knelt down on the ground.

She blankly stared at Spencer, who was at the back of the classroom, smirking while stepping on the chair ahead.

Pointing a finger at Park Shuwen and the collapsed Hua Zhaofeng, she cursed loudly,

“Did I give you two a face? You think nobody can handle you just because you bully An Le all the time? Park Shuwen!! You come over here! Say it again in front of me—have you been bullying An Le?”

“Wuwu… I won’t go!”

Park Shuwen had never seen such a scene; she thought with more classmates around and with the Student Council present, Spencer wouldn’t dare act recklessly.

Who would have thought—

She would directly smash the desk from the back to the front.

Luckily, it landed on the sturdy Hua Zhaofeng; if it had hit her, she would have been bruised all over!

Tears streamed down her face, already terrified into immobility by the terrifying Spencer.

Most importantly, her reaction to Spencer’s questioning made it clear to anyone with a brain that there was probably some truth to the “bullying.”

Yet, even so, a girl beside them furrowed her brows.

She stood up, slamming her palm on the desk and sternly confronting Spencer,

“Spencer!! You’ve gone too far! This is school—are you some sort of mindless animal? Throwing punches at the drop of a hat?!

“If Park Shuwen and An Le have conflicts, it should be handled by the Student Council, the disciplinary committee, and the teachers! Who gave you the right to hit people?!”

Park Shuwen’s eyes brightened a bit, looking at the girl who had spoken up,

“Rita.”

Clearly, they had a decent relationship.

But Spencer cast a glance at the righteous girl beside her and slapped the desk, making a loud sound.

“Bang!!”

The noise reached everyone’s ears, causing all around to cover their ears, including Rita.

“You!”

“Playing favorites? Acting like you’ve got a moral high ground?! If the Student Council, the disciplinary committee, and the teachers were really useful, would I need to take care of this mess myself? You think I won’t slap you too?!”

“Wuwu.”

Spencer raised her hand again as if to advance toward Rita, scaring the girl into paling and sitting back down.

Beside Rita, a burly boy stood up with an angry expression.

Protecting Rita behind him, he rolled up his sleeves and declared solemnly,

“Spencer! Don’t you dare label people like that! I know what kind of people Park Shuwen and Rita are, but that An Le is just a transfer student.”

Before he could finish, Spencer shot him a glare and slammed her palm down onto the wooden desk in front of her.

“Bang!!”

This time, under the terrified gaze of everyone, the wooden desk cracked in two.

The boy turned pale, shocked by the unexpected strength of this girl.

“Damn… you.”

“You know exactly who Park Shuwen is! Because you are just the same kind of person as her!”

The burly boy flushed with anger, “You—”

Yet he was afraid that Spencer’s brute force would come down on him, sure he couldn’t withstand her strength.

Seeing this, all those who had thought of stepping forward lost their courage.

“Are you kidding? Even the Martial Arts Club’s Senior Fu wouldn’t dare step in.”

“Quick, go call security!”

“What a violent maniac.”

Sakura Kyoko frowned and turned to Yan Huan.

Only to find him standing there, arms crossed, gazing blankly at An Le, who stood next to Spencer, saying nothing.

She bit her lip and turned to the dumbfounded Ya Qiao Mu.

“Ya Qiao, go call security.”

“Ah? Alright, I’ll go now.”

Yan Huan didn’t disagree but didn’t stop her either.

At the back of the classroom, Spencer wore a dark expression, her fierce gaze sweeping the room and causing everyone nearby to shrink back.

She pointed her finger and mocked them,

“What are you all pretending for? You think I’ll let you stomp on me like the weaklings you are? You think I’m timid? You think I’m scared of you ganging up on me?!”

Hearing this, those otherwise marginalized students who had been rejected by various clubs couldn’t help but raise their heads to look at the imposing Spencer.

The previously cheerful students turned pale, one gentle-looking girl stepped forward and advised Spencer quietly,

“Spencer, could you calm down? This is for your own good. Even if Park and other students aren’t on good terms, we can still talk and resolve the issue, right?”

“Yeah!”

“Why escalate it like this?”

The former moral condoners were of no use, and now they were trying to play the good cop.

But the others had no idea that Spencer’s brain couldn’t differentiate these subtleties.

Right now, if anyone dared to speak up, you could bet Spencer would make them fly!

Sure enough, the moment the gentle girl spoke, Spencer turned her cold gaze over.

And with a single hand, she picked up a desk chair behind her, beckoning to the girl with her finger,

“What’s your name? Come out, let’s have a talk.”

“Wuwu.”

This scene frightened the girl so much that she hid behind a fellow student.

The entire Seminar Room L502 was thrown into chaos by Spencer; all the other students stood paralyzed like little chicks daring not to move.

“Alright, stop.”

Finally, Yan Huan’s voice rang out.

Everyone looked to him like they had found a lifeline as he sat at his seat.

“President Yan!”

“This person has seriously crossed the line!”

“Yeah, she dares to act this way while the Student Council is here!”

Spencer bit her lip, her hand still holding the desk, yet didn’t yell obscenities at the young man.

An Le looked nervously at Yan Huan, but still didn’t leave Spencer’s side,

“That’s… Little Huan isn’t—President. Spencer is…”

Yan Huan simply raised a hand, cutting off An Le’s words.

He glanced at the other students, saying,

“Security will arrive shortly. The injured should be taken to the infirmary first, and those with nothing to do should return to class.”

“Aria Spencer, you stay behind. Don’t move.”

Spencer scoffed disdainfully, about to retort, when Yan Huan’s eyes shot her a glance.

“Since you made the decision to hit someone, aren’t you prepared to bear the consequences?”

“…Tsk.”

Spencer clicked her tongue but set the desk down.

“Right here!”

Just then, panting Ya Qiao Mu came in, leading a whole security team through the door.

The guards with riot shields and batons entered, and their leader frowned at the disarray in the room.

“Who did this?”

Almost all the students present, whether lying on the floor or huddled together, pointed toward Spencer at the back.

“Everyone else leave. This classmate, come with us.”

“Okay, okay!”

“Ding ding~”

The class bell rang, and the once boisterous teaching building finally fell silent.

But across the way, at the Student Affairs Building, the student discipline office, police, and lawyers from the Golden Lion Group were bustling about, making it extremely lively.

Having just taken notes, Ye Shiyu walked out of the room, only to see Sakura Kyoko comforting a teary student.

Ye Shiyu pondered for a second, then approached them.

“Um, you should head back. Trust that the school will handle this matter properly.”

Sakura Kyoko waved goodbye to the other students and turned to see Ye Shiyu approaching.

She smiled slightly and greeted,

“Senior Ye.”

“Was this part of your plan?”

Ye Shiyu’s expression remained flat as she cut to the chase,

“Park Shuwen clearly wasn’t part of the Athletics Club and shouldn’t have participated in this event, yet she was brought here by that Hua Zhaofeng.”

Sakura Kyoko was momentarily taken aback, glancing around to ensure no one was around before she smiled and said,

“I didn’t expect she would dare to hit someone in public. Isn’t that better? Now she can’t join the Athletics Club and is most likely out of here entirely.”

Sakura Kyoko had originally hoped that no matter which club Spencer joined, she would compete directly for slots with her.

Now, it turned out beautifully; she had blocked her own path without lifting a finger.

“.Looks like I won’t need to help.”

Ye Shiyu nodded, ready to leave, but after taking a few steps, she suddenly thought of something.

Turning back to Sakura Kyoko, her face expressionless, she queried,

“So, that Park Shuwen really bullied other students, right?”

“…”

Sakura Kyoko opened her mouth but couldn’t find the words to explain.

But the answer was clear; she had known all along.

Or rather, this phenomenon was already quite apparent within the school.

Humans are social creatures, and school is a small society.

There are always those unable to integrate into groups due to various conditions and thus end up being excluded or isolated.

“This kind of thing is hard to define; even Linyi’s Education Department doesn’t have good solutions, let alone the Student Council.”

Sakura Kyoko sighed, having to say it as such.

But Ye Shiyu paused, turning back to remind her,

“But that bullied student is called An Le. You know Little Huan, right?”

“…”

Sakura Kyoko was slightly taken aback, suddenly speechless.

Inside the Student Affairs Building, Spencer was absorbed in playing Angry Birds on her phone.

Her fingers launched green pigs from the slingshot to hit those dastardly little birds hiding within various buildings.

In an adjacent office, lawyers from the Golden Lion Group were quarrelling with parents.

In front of her, the handsome boy was reviewing the electronic calculus textbook on his phone.

He swiped through the pages, glanced at the humming Spencer, and asked,

“Aren’t you worried at all?”

“Worried about what?”

Yan Huan locked his phone and asked again,

“Don’t you fear you’ll be reckless relying on the Golden Lion Group behind you? If you seriously hurt someone, do you think you won’t end up in trouble?”

“Don’t worry, I’m experienced with this. I hold back; I won’t injure him. At most, he’ll feel like he’s eaten something bad, hehe.”

“…”

Yan Huan fell silent for a moment and then spoke,

“So, you truly don’t care about compensation?”

“Not at all.”

As Spencer fiddled with her slingshot, she couldn’t seem to hit that last pesky bird no matter how she adjusted the angles.

She pouted, changing types of pigs repeatedly, trying various launch angles, but still failed to nail that troublesome bird.

Frustrated, she almost tossed her phone but finally slammed it down on the coffee table and crossed her arms.

“Then, what about expulsion?”

“…”

Spencer’s expression froze for a moment in anger, revealing a hint of guilt.

But soon, that guilt turned into gloom,

“Expelling wouldn’t be bad; anyway, I don’t care to stay at Linyi. But even if I can’t stay here, my mom will probably send me to another school in Linyi.”

Yan Huan watched her silently reach for the phone she had just laid down.

Spencer turned and asked angrily,

“What are you doing? I haven’t cleared my level yet.”

Yan Huan glanced at her game, adjusting the angles while saying,

“The Golden Lion Group’s vast resources will likely resolve the compensation claims. But even so, you’ll still face a short suspension as punishment, at least a week.”

“And so?”

“Most importantly, your reputation will surely spread throughout the school today.”

“And so what?”

Yan Huan stared at the clueless Spencer, speechless over how she could be this naive.

“Well, given your track record, you’ll definitely get expelled after losing in the Club Battle. At that point, my agreement with you will mean nothing, quite well.”

Spencer didn’t understand a lot of what he was saying, but at the mention of that, she pouted,

“No way! You’re breaking your promise! How shameful! You call yourself President? Puh!”

“And so what?”

“Hah?!”

Responding with her own words made her panic.

She sat up angrily, but Yan Huan merely stared at her, asking,

“Since you’re going to be expelled anyway.”

“…Is there really no way to avoid it?”

Yan Huan narrowed his eyes, looking at the phone where the slingshot was set up correctly, suddenly telling her,

“Come over, hold this.”

“Huh? Hold what?”

Spencer didn’t understand, but she stupidly approached and held down the slingshot Yan Huan had set.

Yan Huan let go of her phone and said,

“Now let go and try.”

“Ah.”

As Spencer released her grip, the golden fat pig launched with a “whoosh.”

At a tricky angle, it stormed into the fortress housing those glamorous birds, gradually growing larger in the eyes of the terrified little birds.

“Boom!”

In the next moment, the golden pig erupted with a wicked grin.

The building exploded, debris cascading like dominoes, crushing one annoying bird after another,

Including that elusive bird she had previously struggled to hit.

“Congratulations, level cleared!”

Spencer’s eyes lit up, bursting into a delighted smile,

“Yay! I finally passed! This level stumped me for ages! Hahaha!”

Yan Huan rested his chin on his hand, watching her foolishly full of excitement, then said,

“You must participate in the Club Battle and win, but right now, no club wants you.”

“Instead of waiting for a dead end, why not try for a chance?”

Sure enough, as soon as the gentle girl spoke again, Spencer turned her cold gaze on her.

But with a single hand, she lifted the desk chair behind her, beckoning to the girl with her finger,

“What’s your name? Come out, let’s have a chat.”

“Wuwu.”

This scene frightened the girl so much that she hid behind a fellow student.

“Spencer! Don’t you dare do this—a club must have at least four member signatures, and you need to apply for funding from the school.”

The whole Classroom L502 was thrown into chaos by Spencer; all the other students stood paralyzed like little chicks daring not to move.

“Alright, stop.”

Yan Huan’s voice rang out.

“Stand by for my signal!”

The once active learning space turned into a battlefield.