"Coming at him? Protecting his wife so forcefully right in front of Xue Jian? Bai Bufan was insanely handsome!"
"Damn, Bai Bufan was so manly. His boyfriend energy was maxed out. Whoever became his girlfriend in the future would definitely be happy to death. If only it were me..."
"Ahhh, I like him so much too. I'm actually kind of swooning!!"
The praise from his classmates reached Bai Bufan's ears, making his already awful mood even worse.
Fuck your mother.
All those compliments had come from the boys in the back row.
Lin Li was being even less human at this moment:
"Bu Fan, coming at you?"
"You've reminded me. Even though it was difficult facing you, I still managed to come out..."
As for the normal girls and boys in the class—normal only by comparison, not that anyone was actually saying they were normal—the way they looked at Bai Bufan now was like they had seen someone at a barbershop who kept their eyes wide open while getting their hair washed, staring fixedly at the barber the entire time:
No, is something wrong with this guy?
Of course, this was Class 4. You could choose not to live, but you couldn't choose not to make trouble. The next second, everyone accepted it, and the question in their hearts was answered:
Right, this person was sick in the head.
Xue Jian finally snapped back to his senses. With a stern face, he gave a cold snort, nodded, and beckoned again.
"Lin Li, you're standing too. You and your deskmate, come out together."
Of course Xue Jian could tell something was off—the utterly undisguised crafty smile on Lin Li's face was practically a confession—but it didn't matter. Better to punish the wrong person than let someone slip away.
Besides, Xue Jian