Scumbag Wang Wen

Yu Zhi looked up toward the door subconsciously.

To be precise, the eyes of everyone in the classroom had converged on the same spot.

With that single glance, they saw a girl wearing glasses and, right beside her, the famous, porcelain-skinned, universally acknowledged goddess of the entire Academy.

Cheng Queyi!

The entire classroom suddenly fell silent.

Everyone was craning their necks, eyes darting everywhere, ears pricked to catch every sound.

Yu Zhi felt a bit dizzy, feeling completely baffled: What was she doing here? Wasn't the Mechanism Art department in a different building? Besides, with her level, did she even need to attend this kind of basic theory class?

If Cheng Queyi's appearance was a mysterious piece of gossip.

Then her next action was like explosive news.

Cheng Queyi appeared somewhat bashful, even a little embarrassed. She pursed her lips and lowered her head slightly toward a certain direction in the classroom, pressing her palms together with her fingertips against her chin in a pleading gesture, even bowing slightly.

The male students in the classroom felt as if they heard the sound of hearts shattering.

The goddess was bowing!

Who was she bowing to?

Find him!

I'm going to make that guy say goodbye to this world!

Only Yu Zhi's mind vaguely recalled the shout from just a moment ago.

The person the other party was looking for, it seemed...

Was Wang Wen!

She spun around abruptly, eyes wide, staring fixedly at the person she had sworn never to look at again.

She saw Wang Wen whisper a few words to the scrawny boy beside him, then slide out from his seat and walk straight toward the door.

He waved his hand as he passed the doorway without stopping, continuing to head outside.

The two girls followed him out like two obedient babies.

Inside the classroom.

Six chairs broke.

One desk cracked.

Thirteen notebooks were shredded.

Forty-four pens snapped.

Unaware of the chaos in the classroom, Wang Wen led the two girls out to the wide corridor. He turned around, leaned against the railing, and looked at Cheng Queyi. "Have you been inside the World Tower?"

Cheng Queyi nodded honestly, playing with her fingers, her body seemingly coiled with energy.

The bespectacled girl looked at Cheng Queyi, then at Wang Wen, and moved two steps away, clearing a distance that pretended to leave them space while actually still being close enough to overhear the conversation.

Wang Wen's gaze swept over the girl's position inadvertently, and he continued to ask Cheng Queyi calmly, "Did an accident happen?"

Cheng Queyi finally gathered her courage, bowed sharply toward Wang Wen, and said with a sincere tone, "I'm sorry!"

Wang Wen was startled.

His upper body had been leaning against the railing.

His elbows were propped behind him.

He was essentially in a vulnerable, exposed position.

The little girl had recklessly performed a ninety-degree bow, nearly causing a disaster!

He silently shifted two positions to the side to avoid her head, then let out a breath and said, "As long as you're okay, that's what matters."

Cheng Queyi straightened up, tears already shimmering in her large, round eyes. She thanked him earnestly, "It's all thanks to your warning that I narrowly escaped disaster. My dad said this is a great favor, one I must remember for a lifetime!"

Wang Wen pointed at the number on the classroom door. "Who taught you to call me that? We're in the same grade."

"Then what should I call you?" Cheng Queyi blinked her large eyes, suddenly transforming into a curious child. "So, you know I'm a first-year too? How do you know so much about Yi Yi? You must be very familiar with the World Tower, right? May I ask, what floor are you on now?"

Wang Wen was expressionless. "Floor zero. I've never been inside the World Tower."

"Oh!" Cheng Queyi had a sudden realization. "So that's it! No wonder you know so much. You really are an expert!"

"No, what did you find out? What did I even say?" Wang Wen was stunned by her habit of ignoring his answers and answering her own questions.

In fact.

Cheng Queyi really hadn't been listening to him.

She rolled her eyes, broke into a smile, and playfully grabbed Wang Wen's sleeve. "Senior, I'm hosting a banquet at home this weekend to thank you for saving my life. Will you come?"

"We'll see. I've been quite busy lately." Wang Wen glanced at his sleeve, then at the flames of jealousy burning in the eyes of the many students outside who were pretending to pass by for the umpteenth time. He said calmly, "It was just a casual remark, really. It's not a great favor, so there's no need to be so formal."

Cheng Queyi's eyes curved into happy crescents. "Great! Then it's settled. I'll come pick you up this weekend. Thank you, Senior!"

Watching Cheng Queyi leave with her companion, looking overjoyed, Wang Wen turned to stone.

What was going on?

She didn't have this personality in his past life!

What happened to the gentle, quiet Yi Yi who liked to space out and was always so reasonable and sweet?

Why was she acting like a total airhead now?

Did a zombie eat her brain?

Leaning against the railing in deep thought, Wang Wen still couldn't figure it out after a long while.

It wasn't until class time arrived that he walked back into the classroom, sitting back in his seat as if no one were there, despite the laser-like, scorching glares directed at him.

He continued to ponder.

When the lecturer took the stage and began the lesson.

The scrawny boy at the next desk quietly gave him a thumbs-up, leaned in close to Wang Wen, and whispered in an exaggerated, hushed tone, "You're something else! You're invincible! Yesterday you drove away the Academy Beauty and confessed to the Department Beauty; today you drive away the Department Beauty and get confessed to by the Academy Beauty. Old Wang, you're invincible! You don't act out often, but when you do, you shock everyone! From a decade of silence to overnight fame, you're eating well!"

"What kind of nonsense is this?" Wang Wen rubbed his temples and explained patiently, "There was no confession. My relationship with Cheng Queyi isn't what you think. It's impossible for us to be a couple. She only came today to thank me for the warning the other day."

"Warning? That day?" The scrawny boy also fell into deep thought.

Time passed quickly.

When the class ended and the break began.

Yu Zhi led a group of close friends to surround Wang Wen. Keeping her vow to remain silent, she let her friends launch the attack: "Wang Wen, what is wrong with you? You're chasing Yu Zhi on one hand, and provoking Cheng Queyi on the other. Are you trying to play both sides?"

"Pah! Scumbags should all die!"

"Boom!"

Wang Wen stood up abruptly from his seat.

His chair slammed heavily against the floor, making a loud noise.

The group of girls surrounding him jumped in fright, scrambling back several steps in a panic.

Wang Wen reached out, grabbed Yu Zhi before she could dodge, pulled her toward him by her collar, and asked from his towering height, "Are you done yet?"

Yu Zhi was completely stunned. She didn't even care that her collar was being pulled out of shape or that she was exposed; she just stared blankly up at Wang Wen's face, which was inches from her own.

Wang Wen noticed the situation as well.

His gaze swept downward.

His disdain for the undeveloped little girl was written clearly on his face.

He curled his lip, pushed her away casually, and said impatiently, "Last time. Get lost."

The surrounding girls, who had initially been scared off, realized what happened. While feeling ashamed of their cowardly behavior, they felt even more enraged by Wang Wen's actions.

They rushed forward in a fit of anger, swarming Wang Wen with their hands and feet, shouting, "How dare you hit a girl! You shameless, lecherous pig, acting like a thug in broad daylight! We'll beat you to death, you scumbag!"

The scrawny boy grabbed his schoolbag and yelled as he stood up to help Wang Wen fend off the external attacks.

This actually became a hindrance for Wang Wen.

How much damage could a group of first-year Academy girls really do? Their movements were simple, their speed too slow, and their strength as light as a feather. Forget about causing injury; they couldn't even touch Wang Wen, who was dodging them with ease.

As a result, once the scrawny boy stood up, most of the girls' firepower landed on him.

Watching as his hair was pulled out in clumps, Wang Wen had to turn around to protect him. In the chaos, he inevitably took a few hits, and soon, a few cuts appeared on his face.

Just as the two sides were locked in a stalemate.

A voice called out from the classroom door: "Wang Wen? Is Wang Wen here? Come out for a second, I need to talk to you."