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Shen Jiayan, Duan Yixing, and a few others were watching Shen Luoluo's Rocket Class, just as Shen Anya was.

One look told them what Rocket Class was doing. They were listening to Shen Luoluo's gossip again!

Duan Yixing looked envious. "Your sister's class has it so good. They've got gossip to pass the time. All I can do is stand here feeling sleepy and stare into space."

Lu Yanze chimed in, "Tell me about it. If I make it into Rocket Class next year, I'll be closer to your sister's class. Think I'll be able to hear it too?"

Shen Jiayan snorted. "Get in first, then we'll talk."

Meanwhile, Shen Luoluo had just finished reading how the mistress and her lover had a child without Director Wu knowing.

[Oh, the mistress was seeing her lover while she was with Director Wu. She even used Director Wu's money to support him.]

[No wonder Director Wu never suspected the child wasn't his!]

"Then how did he find out?" Qin Shiyue blurted out.

She startled herself. Luckily, she had spoken quietly, and Shen Luoluo was too absorbed in the gossip to hear her.

Shen Luoluo's thoughts soon answered her question.

[Turns out the best part came later.]

[After the mistress had her son, she stayed home to raise him and played mahjong on the side. She was always going out to play and would be gone all day. But instead of playing mahjong, she was taking her son to her lover's place to meet him!]

[After enough visits, the boy got close to her lover. Yesterday, he broke Director Wu's gold watch while playing around, and Director Wu scolded him. The boy burst into tears and said he didn't like Director Wu because Director Wu had hit him. He wanted to go find Uncle. He didn't want Director Wu as his dad; he wanted Uncle to be his dad!]

[Director Wu knew something was wrong right away. He dragged the boy off for a paternity test, and that was how he found out the child he'd raised for five or six years wasn't his!]

[Huh? There's more?]

Shen Luoluo had thought the story ended there. But when she skimmed what came next, she was instantly disgusted.

[What the hell? After Director Wu found out the boy wasn't his son, he tried to get back together with his ex-wife? And he wanted her to have a son for him?]

The classmates around her and Qin Shiyue were baffled. Did Director Wu have shit for brains? Was he that desperate for a son?

Hearing that, Qin Shiyue felt even more strongly that she had to get her dad to fire the man. What the hell was wrong with him?

[Good thing his ex-wife slapped him, and her current husband chased him out of the house with a broom! Everyone near his home knows what happened now. He's too ashamed to show his face.]

Served him right! Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief when they heard he'd been slapped.

By the time the story ended, Director Wu's speech onstage was nearly over too.

"I'd like to commend our second-year Rocket Class. They stayed quiet throughout my speech and listened attentively from start to finish. Students in the other classes should learn from them!"

The entire Rocket Class: ...

"Pfft—hahahaha!"

Someone suddenly burst out laughing, and the whole class joined in. Director Wu probably never dreamed that when he praised them for listening so attentively, they really had been paying attention—to gossip about him!

Someone shouted, "Thank you for the praise, Director Wu! Give our regards to your son!"

The class erupted in laughter again.

Director Wu's face went deathly pale. He stammered and pretended not to hear. "N-next, our s-student representative, Shen... Shen Ran, will come up to give a speech."

The moment Director Wu finished speaking, the whole field stirred.

"Ahhh! It's Shen Ran! Shen Ran's coming up!"

"Waaah, I stood here all this time just for Shen Ran!"

"Shen Ran looks so handsome today too! I can't get over those square shoulders and that perky butt! Ahhh, what a figure!"

Shen Luoluo looked at the boy onstage. His school uniform was clean and neat, and his hair was slicked back without a strand out of place.

She was puzzled. [Handsome? He looks okay, I guess?]

[Those square shoulders are padded, and so is that perky butt. Oh, and he's wearing lifts that add five centimeters!]

[Hmm... He's had work done on his nose too.]

[And he has athlete's foot...]

The crowd, which had been buzzing a moment ago, suddenly fell silent. For a while, the quiet was almost eerie.

Qin Shiyue couldn't hold back a laugh. "Hahaha—"

Not far away, Chen Jiashu had an arm draped over Qi Yang's shoulder and was laughing too. He teased, "I bet Shen Luoluo has no idea how hard those thoughts of hers hit Shen Ran's fangirls! But that's good. Maybe now they'll see what Shen Ran's really like."

Qi Yang raised an eyebrow but said nothing.

Meanwhile, Shen Luoluo was still wondering, [What's she laughing at?]

Once Qin Shiyue stopped laughing, she leaned toward Shen Luoluo and explained, "Don't you think that Shen Ran onstage is trying a little too hard to look impressive?"

"The person giving today's speech was supposed to be the top student in our class—our class president. But Shen Ran's dad is the school's vice principal, so the teachers gave Shen Ran the chance instead."

"He probably needs an audience. He loves showing off in front of everyone. People at our school are split on him: the ones who like him adore him, and the ones who don't can't stand him." Qin Shiyue pointed at herself.

"I'm one of the ones who can't stand him."

Shen Luoluo nodded. So that was why.

Once Shen Ran finished his speech, the flag-raising ceremony finally ended.

Shen Luoluo and Qin Shiyue were walking toward their classroom when some girls beside them suddenly broke into a run.

"Come on, let's go see! I heard someone was setting up a spot to confess his feelings, but he fell while decorating the wall. They even called an ambulance!"

"Where?"

"Behind the girls' dorm!"

"Come on! Let's go look too!"

Before Shen Luoluo could react, Qin Shiyue grabbed her and pulled her along after the jogging crowd.

People really did love a spectacle.

By the time they reached the girls' dorm, a crowd had already gathered. The boy who had fallen was sitting at the foot of the wall. His face, arms, and thighs—everywhere his skin was exposed—were scraped to varying degrees.

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Book transmigration

Wish-fulfillment fiction

Wealthy CEO

Sweet romance

Time-travel and rebirth romance

Want Some Ice Cream?

Mind reading

Doted-on darling