Duan Shigang did not continue tangling with Pang Jiao. With a grim face, he left.
As he backed down, a wave of sighs rose among the surrounding students.
Cui Yu said, "This transfer student is a total wimp!"
Guo Kunnan agreed. "Of course. Wu Xiaoqi is so fierce, yet he still didn't dare make a move."
As Duan Shigang passed the podium, he saw the girl by the south window—the one who had stunned him with her beauty—turn around to speak with a boy.
Duan Shigang remembered clearly that the boy was Jiang Ning, whom he had encountered in the wilderness the day before yesterday.
Back then, Duan Shigang had found the other guy irritating. Now Jiang Ning was chatting and laughing with two pretty girls at close range.
As Duan Shigang stepped out of the classroom, he turned to look toward the middle of the room. A somewhat handsome boy named Dong Qingfeng was also talking with several pretty girls.
At that moment, bitterness filled Duan Shigang's heart.
Compared to them, how much of a failure was he? No one cared about him, no one asked after him, and people bullied him.
"The village children mock me for being old and weak..."
Even a good brother like Deng Xiang no longer openly took his side.
He actually felt as though ages had passed. Duan Shigang walked slowly, somehow carrying the air of a hero in his twilight years.
He had once been a king, but later he had handed over his kingdom.
"Jiang Ning, what do you think of the transfer student?" Chen Siyu asked. In the ordinary routine of campus life, a transfer student had added quite a bit of gossip material.
Xue Yuantong said, "I was out playing with Jiang Ning over the weekend and saw