Chapter 150: Perverted

Sike Academy.

News of the assassination attempt at the Fu Family banquet was suppressed by several major families, but another piece of news—"Explosive! Poor Special Student rises to power overnight, turns out to be the heir of a hidden family"—spread like wildfire through the Academy, sparking widespread discussion. Especially since the protagonist, Chu Yi, was from Class A, the internal atmosphere immediately became heated.

"Holy crap! That Special Student Qi Yu is actually from the Fu Family? That's a huge background. I heard my dad mention that back in the day, the Fu Family was a century-old clan capable of competing among the Four Great Families; they just went into hiding for some unknown reason later on."

"He doesn't go by Qi Yu anymore. He took his mother's surname and is now called Chu Yi."

"Is he really that impressive?"

"In any case, my dad told me not to provoke him at the Academy."

"Tsk tsk... doesn't that mean Ming Tan is the only Special Student left in our Class A?"

"What should we do? I've given him trouble before. Now that he's regained his status, he won't take revenge on me, will he?"

"That's just your bad luck then. I, for one, never bullied him."

"Yo, look at you acting all high and mighty. You didn't bully him, but I never saw you help him out either. Didn't you also gloat behind his back? What's with the hypocrisy?"

The discussion in Class A gradually escalated into an irreconcilable argument. Shen Zhaojue and Wei Ranxu, sitting in the back row, had families solid enough that they showed no particular emotion. On the contrary, Gao Sheng and Jiang Shun, who had bullied Chu Yi, looked somewhat fearful, but upon glancing at their "boss's" calm and composed demeanor, they were instantly reassured as if fed a sedative.

Right!

They were just doing things for others; even if Chu Yi wanted to cause trouble, he couldn't find fault with the lackeys.

Two tall figures appeared in the corridor. Ling Wu and Chu Yi entered the Class A classroom one after the other. They wore the slightly stiff navy school uniforms in a way that looked youthful and handsome. The school badge on Chu Yi's chest had been changed to silver. He followed two steps behind Ling Wu, walking to his seat under everyone's gaze before sitting down.

"Wow, how did they come together?"

"Ran into each other on the way, obviously. It's not like they slept together."

"Such a feast for the eyes, those two."

"Chu Yi's school badge changed from black to silver, huh. The Academy's efficiency is really fast."

When Chu Yi took his textbook out of the drawer, he accidentally knocked something over, and it flew to the edge of Ling Wu's feet. Just as he reached out to pick it up, the youth's fair hand picked the item up instead, his voice frank: "Your love letter."

One could see the words "To Student Chu Yi, please open" written on the cover.

Chu Yi had never received such love letters before. Even though he was excellent in character and learning and had outstanding looks, he had a lowly background. In this Noble Academy, no one looked down on him, let alone liked him; for a noble to get involved with someone like him was considered an insult.

Chu Yi felt no ripples regarding the love letter.

Everyone liked Chu Yi; no one would like Qi Yu.

But before Chu Yi, the only person who was good to Qi Yu was Ling Wu.

He was both the glorious and decent Chu Yi, and the lonely and helpless Qi Yu.

He thought, no matter the reason—pity, friendship, utility, or cooperation... Chu Yi had been illuminated by Ling Wu's generous moonlight.

The first time Chu Yi was protected, the first time he went to an amusement park, the first time he took a photo with someone, the first time he brought a classmate home, the first time he liked someone, the first time he waited expectantly for a reply, the first time he was defended...

All beautiful moments came from Ling Wu.

He couldn't find a single reason not to like Ling Wu.

He liked him so much that even the sinful cigarette burn on his collarbone felt like a gift.

How perverted.

Tsk, Chu Yi thought he was truly a dark and twisted person; even putting on a bright and beautiful skin wouldn't help.

Under Ling Wu's calm gaze, Chu Yi took the love letter and tossed it into his drawer, as if those affections had nothing to do with him.

The class monitor spoke up: "Everyone, quiet down! The Academy is holding a sports meet on Wednesday. I have the registration forms here. Just fill out which sports events you want to participate in and hand them to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he began distributing the forms.

Ling Wu glanced at the sports events on the form: 3000-meter long-distance run, 800-meter, 4x400-meter relay, high jump, long jump, swimming, diving, fencing, etc.

He used his pen to put a checkmark in the box next to fencing.

"Everyone must fill out two items!"

Consequently, Ling Wu drew another checkmark next to the 4x400-meter relay.

He finished signing up silently and looked toward Chu Yi, only to notice that the other had filled out the same items as him. Then he heard Chu Yi ask: "Ling Wu, which two did you sign up for?"

"Fencing and the relay race."

Chu Yi raised the registration form in his hand: "What a coincidence."

It was quite a coincidence.

The stool in the back row made a "screech" sound. Shen Zhaojue stood up from his seat and walked toward the outside of the classroom, glancing at Ling Wu's registration form as he passed by.

Shortly after, the door to the Class A classroom was knocked on casually twice.

"Knock!"

"Knock!"

Yu Shixue and Yin Huaiyu walked in casually. Neither of them wore school uniforms, and the style of their private clothes was particularly prominent and eye-catching.

Yin Huaiyu's flamboyant red hair was paired with silver ear studs, a deep-V royal blue silk shirt, and a slim-fit velvet suit jacket, looking like a model who had just stepped off the runway.

Around Yu Shixue's neck was a black silk scarf adorned with gemstones, paired with a simple and fashionable metal-buckle shirt. It was a very trendy black-and-white combination, clean and capable overall.

Jing Du stood in the corridor with his back to them.

【Two male models!】

【Ahem... if I were to order both Yu Shixue and Yin Huaiyu, I'd go bankrupt.】

【Two peacocks.】

【Wait, am I not watching a comic? Where did this land me? Holy crap, XX Fashion Week!】