I Really Don't Want to Sit Next to a Lunatic

Watching Aoyao head toward Class Nine, Wang Dong'er felt somewhat helpless, but she could only turn and enter Class One's classroom.

The moment she stepped inside, Wang Dong'er saw Huo Yuhao's face, which struck her as rather ill-omened. Unfortunately, the only empty seat in the entire classroom was beside him.

Wang Dong'er stood where she was, refusing to take that seat.

She would rather die than sit next to Huo Yuhao!

Just then, an old woman walked in from outside. At first glance, she spotted Wang Dong'er standing in the middle of the classroom instead of sitting down, and an imposing expression settled over her wrinkled face.

"Find a seat and sit down. Or do you need me to invite you?"

Was this the twisted old woman Aoyao had mentioned?

Wang Dong'er drew a deep breath and met Zhou Yi's indifferent gaze resolutely. "I won't sit next to him. Unless someone switches seats with me, I absolutely refuse!"

"Oh?"

An ordinary teacher might have found those words a headache, but Zhou Yi looked intrigued instead.

"So... did you two have a falling-out?"

Zhou Yi had always liked rebellious students. Otherwise, she would never have championed that idiotic saying about anyone afraid to cause trouble being mediocre. Wang Dong'er's words had clearly struck a chord with her.

Huo Yuhao clenched his fists, his face turning slightly pale. He had no idea why Wang Dong'er would say that.

"We didn't have a falling-out. I simply don't want to sit beside a lunatic. Last night, I personally saw this guy pull out a dagger and try to kill a stranger he'd only just met. I don't want him suddenly slashing me with a dagger in the middle of class."

Thinking quickly, Wang Dong'er used the incident in which Dai Huabin had thrashed Huo Yuhao yesterday as her shield.

Huo Yuhao shot up from his seat, his face full of indignation. "That guy is my enemy! That's why I..."

Hearing this, Zhou Yi immediately felt disappointed.

She had thought these two students had fought and fallen out. Apparently, it was just a misunderstanding.

"In that case, it was a misunderstanding. Since it was a misunderstanding, you can sit down now, can't you?"

"No. I still refuse."

Without so much as glancing at Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong'er bluntly recounted how Dai Huabin had beaten him mercilessly. "If he's your enemy, that's all the more reason not to act so rashly. Exposing yourself to your enemy when you don't have the strength to face him is stupidity. I don't want to sit beside a stupid person."

"You!"

Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth and glared at Wang Dong'er with furious eyes.

He admitted that he had acted impulsively yesterday. But did someone he had only met once really have to judge him with such vicious words?

A trace of impatience flashed across Zhou Yi's face. Wang Dong'er's stubborn refusal to sit beside Huo Yuhao had already seriously disrupted her teaching plans and pace.

With no other choice, Zhou Yi picked a student at random to sit beside Huo Yuhao and give up their seat to Wang Dong'er.

As for why she hadn't threatened Wang Dong'er with expulsion...

Zhou Yi had actually considered it. But when she thought about how expelling a student for something like this might affect her subsequent teaching, she forced herself to hold back.

"You. Yes, I'm talking to you."

Zhou Yi pointed at Huo Yuhao, who had yet to sit back down, and asked calmly, "You fought with someone?"

Huo Yuhao's heart tightened, but Wang Dong'er had already exposed everything. He could only nod honestly.

Zhou Yi said nothing, merely examining Huo Yuhao's still-bruised eyes.

She liked students who enjoyed fighting and dared to cause trouble.

But she did not like students who fought and lost!

"Has anyone else fought over the past few days? No? Heh. In that case, everyone except him, run a hundred laps around the field! Right now! Immediately!"

Grateful that he hadn't been assigned to Freshman Class One, Aoyao sat in Freshman Class Nine's classroom, looking at Ning Tian beside him without quite knowing what to say.

He hadn't updated his diary again for the time being, either, because he truly had no idea what to write.

Whenever he thought about Ning Tian sitting beside him being able to read his diary, Aoyao felt as though ants were crawling all over him.

"Aoyao."

The sudden call snapped Aoyao out of his daze. As he raised his head, his gaze met Ning Tian's eyes, which seemed to hold tiny fragments of starlight, and her delicate face, flawless even at such close range.

Aoyao's breath caught.

Although Ning Tian had been a mere background character in the original story, with the bizarre twist of changing sex thrown in, Aoyao had to admit that she was exceptionally beautiful.

It made sense, really.

After all, Ning Tian was the young clan leader of the illustrious Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan. She had grown up pampered from childhood, with handsome men and beautiful women among her parents' generation. It would have been stranger if she were ugly.

"After class, would you come explore with Xiaofeng and me? It was too late yesterday, so there were lots of places we didn't get to see, like the Beast Arena. What do you think?"

Explore the Beast Arena?

After a brief hesitation of two and a half seconds, Aoyao nodded and agreed, while silently beginning to work things out.

Right now, the situation between Ning Tian and me should be that she knows I have a diary, and I know she knows I have a diary, but she doesn't know I know she knows I have a diary.

So the best approach now is...

Pretend I don't know she knows I have a diary.

Yes, that should be right.

As for the diary... I still have to keep writing what needs to be written. Those rewards are too tempting, after all. I can't give up the diary's rewards just because I feel embarrassed, can I?

Aoyao could still tell which mattered more.

[Speaking of the Beast Arena, I have to mention Huo Yuhao's outrageous little maneuver. Everyone else goes there to hone their fighting abilities. This guy not only picked the most ordinary hundred-year soul beast, but also used his second soul skill, Simulation, to simulate two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings, while adding the aura of his second martial soul, the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion, a 390,000-year ferocious beast.]

[It was certainly clever, but it was also pretty hard to know what to say about it... He scared the Beast Arena's soul beasts so badly they pissed and shit themselves, forcing the arena to close temporarily. What an absolute waste of public resources!]

[Put yourself in the shoes of Gong Changlong, the elder in charge of the Beast Arena, and it was practically the sky falling down. The old man painstakingly raised those soul beasts, hoping Shrek's students could hone themselves by fighting them. Then along came a Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster who scared every soul beast the old man had worked so hard to raise into pissing itself.]

[It was only because Huo Yuhao had awakened his second martial soul and possessed the ultimate ice attribute that he got away with it. Otherwise, Gong Changlong would surely have slapped him dead.]