Qi Tianheng had painstakingly crafted an atmosphere for his confession, but with one sentence—"I sell candles"—it completely fell apart.
People had originally been eagerly awaiting the three crucial words he was about to say. Now, everyone was cracking up.
Laughter filled the classroom from every direction.
The second-year student hosts, Chai Yichen and Yan Chuchen, froze awkwardly. They were students after all, not seasoned social operators. They had no idea how to salvage the situation.
"HAHAHA!"
"That's hilarious!"
The laughter was like countless slaps striking Qi Tianheng across the face, each one landing with a resounding smack.
At such a crucial moment, he had screwed it up.
Qi Tianheng had grown up in privileged circumstances and had rarely suffered any grievances in his life. As a result, he had even less composure than his peers.
The humiliation of having Little Star stolen erupted all at once. The gentleness he had displayed during his confession vanished completely as his face darkened. "Who did it? Who did it?"
No one admitted it.
The atmosphere in the classroom gradually turned heavy as everyone realized how serious this was.
Yan Chuchen in particular had been friends with rich second-generation heirs before. She knew people like this truly had the means to take revenge.
If things escalated, it definitely would not end well. She could get dragged into it.
But Qi Tianheng had lost face. Did she dare stop him now? "Who was it? Who?! Step forward!" Qi Tianheng was completely enraged.
Suddenly, another voice sounded in the pitch-dark classroom. "Go on, shout all you want. No one's going to tell you!"
"Ahem!" Jiang Ning clearly heard Bai Yuxia disguising her laughter with a light cough.
Zhao Xiaofeng hurriedly turned on the lights, and the classroom instantly became bright as day.
Qi Tianheng burned with