Are You Andy Lau?

Perhaps the beautiful shop owner was too tired and had fallen into a deep sleep, so Su Ke had no choice but to leave Fangfei Yiren. Before he went, he even coaxed Lin Xiaobai into putting in a good word for him. He wondered if this was what they called using his good looks to get his way...

As a student, his daily job was naturally to study. Every day brought the same courses over and over, but Su Ke had now strengthened his two weakest subjects, math and science, and his grades had improved dramatically without him even realizing it.

The school bell rang, music to everyone's ears. The students bolted like horses let loose from their reins, rushing out with abandon. Su Ke was no exception. He packed his bag and headed for the door. Since he hadn't gotten an answer at noon, he needed to go back again.

"Su Ke!"

Just as he reached the door, he heard someone call his name from inside the classroom. Su Ke turned around in surprise and saw Wei Lan. The young girl looked up while packing her books.

"Su Ke, wait for me. Let's walk home together!" As soon as Wei Lan said it, her face felt hot. A faint blush spread across her round cheeks, and her dimples appeared as she smiled shyly.

"Oh!" Su Ke replied instinctively and went back into the classroom. Only then did he remember that he still had to go to Fangfei Yiren to apply for the job. But he'd already agreed, so he could always go back after walking her home.

Girls were always careful when packing their things. By the time Wei Lan put her books, pencil case, and other things into her bag, fewer than a third of the students were left in the classroom.

"Heh heh, Su Ke, nice!" Wang Xiaogang slung his bag over his shoulder. As he passed Su Ke, he gave him a thumbs-up, then glanced back at Wei Lan as she approached. He leaned close to Su Ke's ear and chuckled twice, with a rather lecherous air...

After Wang Xiaogang's confession that morning, his relationship with Su Ke seemed to have grown closer. Su Ke didn't even blush at Wang Xiaogang's grin. Instead, he pretended to kick him, making Wang Xiaogang jump away in fright.

"You two go home together, then. I'm heading off by myself!" Wang Xiaogang shouted, then saw Su Ke's expression harden and immediately fled.

Wei Lan and Su Ke were both mortified, their faces bright red. In a place where young romance was more common than breakfast, how could they not understand what Wang Xiaogang meant?

Although Wei Lan kept her head down, she still sneaked a glance at Su Ke's expression, as if she cared a lot about his reaction. They had just walked out of the classroom when they heard someone call, "Wei Lan!" as he hurried toward them.

Su Ke and Wei Lan turned around together. The newcomer wore a Nike tracksuit and had a neat crew cut. He was about six feet tall, and the most striking thing about him was the bouquet of flowers in his hands.

"Wei Lan, these are for you!" Su Ke had seen the boy before. He was an athletic student from Class Two, Senior Year. Since he exercised often, he was very muscular, with well-defined arms, though his skin was somewhat dark.

Standing next to him, Su Ke would have looked like a frail, pale-faced pretty boy. He wasn't pleased by the boy's actions, but he was giving Wei Lan flowers. Su Ke had no right to stop him.

Hmph, he's even blacker than Judge Bao, and just as showy! Su Ke grumbled inwardly. He didn't know why, but the sight of this guy filled him with irritation. He felt like kicking him into the air.

"Liu Chao, please stop bothering me. I'm going home now!" Wei Lan furrowed her brows. Clearly, this wasn't the first time Liu Chao had made a move on her.

"Wei Lan, I don't mean anything by it. I just want to give you these flowers. Take them, and I'll leave right away!" Liu Chao's expression shifted slightly, but he quickly recovered and flashed a charming smile.

Su Ke leaned against the hallway wall, keeping an eye on Liu Chao. The guy had clearly been angered just moments ago; a flash of resentment had crossed his eyes. But in the next second, he'd gone back to his polite demeanor, which only made Su Ke dislike him more.

"I don't want them!" Wei Lan turned to leave, but Liu Chao suddenly grabbed her by the arm. At just over five feet tall, she was clearly unable to break free from the six-foot-tall boy.

"Let go!" Wei Lan struggled to wrench her arm away, but couldn't get free. Her voice, initially cool, was now brimming with anger.

"Wei Lan, I really like you. My love for you is real!" Liu Chao spoke softly and earnestly. If Su Ke hadn't already seen how rotten he was, he might have been fooled too.

"Let go of her!" Su Ke took a deep breath. He'd grown more and more accustomed to doing this lately. Whenever he took a deep breath, he felt like Clark transforming into Superman, filled with confidence.

Perhaps Su Ke had a talent for being treated like he wasn't there. Liu Chao seemed not to have noticed him at all. He still held Wei Lan by the arm, his eyes full of affection.

Su Ke's temper flared. He stepped forward, reached around Wei Lan with his right hand, and grabbed Liu Chao's wrist. His voice was low. "I said, take your claws off her!"

Liu Chao's carefully orchestrated romantic moment had been interrupted. Only then did he glance at Su Ke. In the eyes of an athletic student like him, Su Ke was nothing but a frail, pale-faced pretty boy. He could take on a dozen guys like that without breaking a sweat.

"Get lost!" Liu Chao's gaze was full of contempt, and his tone was even more mocking. If he hadn't been trying to maintain his image in front of Wei Lan, he would probably have been swearing up a storm.

Su Ke raised his head slightly, a faint smile on his face. He said nothing, but began to tighten his grip on Liu Chao's wrist. Ever since he'd received Military Boxing Mastery, his strength had increased. The muscles in his arm tensed, and the veins stood out.

As Su Ke kept squeezing, Liu Chao felt as if his wrist were caught in iron pincers and about to snap. After holding out for two minutes, he couldn't take it anymore. The piercing pain made him release Wei Lan's arm, and he used the chance to wrench himself free of Su Ke's grip.

Liu Chao glared at Su Ke as if his eyes were about to spit fire. The pain in his wrist hadn't faded. Gritting his teeth, he stared at Su Ke and said, one word at a time, "Do you know who I am?"

Su Ke still wore that calm smile. He looked Liu Chao up and down, from head to toe, then said at his leisure, "Are you Andy Lau?"

Wei Lan, who was hiding behind Su Ke, couldn't hold back a laugh. The sound grated on Liu Chao's ears. He panted heavily. "I'm Liu Chao!"

"Never heard of you!" Su Ke replied without hesitation.

"I'll make sure you know who I am!" Liu Chao said, then swung his right fist straight at Su Ke's eye. He threw the punch in a fit of rage. If it hit Su Ke, it would probably do more than leave him dizzy.

"Bang!"

Su Ke stood perfectly still. Liu Chao's punch came at him with full force, but before his arm could even straighten, his body suddenly pitched backward. He curled up, his stomach churning.

Su Ke had just kicked Liu Chao in the stomach. The guy was over six feet tall, yet he was sent flying more than six feet backward. He clutched his belly and sucked in painful breaths.

"Can't win an argument with me, so you think you can beat me in a fight? Pathetic!" Su Ke ignored Liu Chao's resentful glare and turned to Wei Lan. "Let's go!"