Wei Cangyue: "Just now you even turned around and accused Jiang Fan, telling me to disqualify him no matter what. I think you're right. Daring to lay a hand on a classmate in class is indeed a heinous act, and he must be disqualified from the martial arts exam."
"No, no, Instructor Wei, please help me this once, for the sake of you being my teacher. I beg you, I'll kowtow to you."
Jiang Youtian was about to kneel down and kowtow when Wei Cangyue stopped him.
"Don't do that, or I might kick you right out of the gym."
Jiang Youtian abruptly stopped kowtowing. Based on his understanding of Wei Cangyue over the past few days, he might actually kick him out of the gymnasium.
"Besides, I'm not your teacher, you can't just call me that."
Wei Cangyue emphasized, "I'm just your instructor, nothing more."
At this point, Wei Cangyue suddenly looked at Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan was completely baffled by the look he received. Before he could figure out why Wei Cangyue was looking at him like that, Wei Cangyue suddenly smiled at him.
He laughed so hard that he got goosebumps all over his body.
Wei Cangyue withdrew his gaze from Jiang Fan and looked back at Jiang Youtian.
"If you don't want to be disqualified from the martial arts exam, there's only one way."
Upon hearing this, a light suddenly shone in Jiang Youtian's dark eyes.
"What method? Instructor Wei tell me, and I will definitely do as you say."
"If you beg the victim Jiang Fan, and he's willing to give you that chance, I won't report this matter," Wei Cangyue said.
Seeking Jiang Fan?!
Jiang Youtian ground his molars together, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins and hatred as he looked at Jiang Fan.
If looks could kill, Jiang Youtian would have already torn Jiang Fan to pieces.
But—he knew he absolutely couldn't be disqualified, otherwise, if the Jiang Family found out, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Thinking of this, Jiang Youtian took a deep breath, suppressed the overwhelming hatred in his chest, and spoke to Jiang Fan in a humble voice.
"I'm sorry, Jiang Fan, please forgive me. We were classmates, and we're practically brothers, please forgive me."
Jiang Fan remained expressionless and said calmly, "No way."
Those two words made Jiang Youtian want to skin Jiang Fan alive and tear him to pieces. He had already been so humble, yet Jiang Fan still said no way! What right did he have to say that?!
Wei Cangyue shrugged. "In that case, Jiang Youtian, you can just wait to be disqualified from the martial arts exam."
As Wei Cangyue's voice fell, Jiang Youtian plopped down on the ground, his face filled with regret and a murderous intent that pierced the bone for Jiang Fan.
The bell rang, signaling the end of the last class.
Everyone left, leaving only Jiang Youtian sitting on the ground, ashen-faced, and --
Wei Qi stared blankly as Jiang Fan left.
Wei Qi remained dumbfounded, staring at Jiang Fan while a storm of emotions raged within him.
This state has continued ever since he watched the surveillance footage.
In his mind, he kept replaying Jiang Fan turning around, nocking the bow, shooting the arrow, and piercing through the oncoming arrow with a single shot. The whole set of movements was smooth and fluid, and the arrows never missed, hitting the bullseye.
"He... he really is... Brother Fan..."
Fan... Tang Fan... Jiang Fan... all have the character "Fan" in their names, and he had also heard people from Xiaoqiang Studio mention that Brother Fan probably works at a school.
I guess he teaches at a school.
This isn't teaching; it's clearly going to school!
Jiang Youtian's heart was also in turmoil.
He absolutely could not go back to the Jiang Family like this. If Jiang Qifeng and the others found out that he had been disqualified from the exam, he would be finished.
It was dusk.
Wang Shuqin prepared dinner.
" Guoguo, Xiao Fan, come out for dinner."
"They've arrived."
Jiang Fan was just texting Yang Xiaoqiang, telling him that he wouldn't be going to the studio for a while.
This made Yang Xiaoqiang and the others even more certain that Jiang Fan was working at the school, because with the martial arts exam and the college entrance exam approaching, Jiang Fan, as a member of the school, would definitely be very busy.
" Xiao Fan, I made your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs. You have exams coming up soon, so eat something good to nourish yourself." Wang Shuqin handed chopsticks to Jiang Fan.
"Thank you, Mom."
"Why are you being so polite with your mother? The martial arts exam is in a couple of days. Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll make it all for you."
"Yes, Xiao Fan, just tell me what you want to eat. We're family, so don't be shy." Tang Fugui said as he ladled a bowl of fish soup for Jiang Fan.
Seeing that her parents were serving Jiang Fan, Tang Guo couldn't fall behind, so she peeled a shrimp and put it near Jiang Fan's mouth.
" Brother Fan, eat."
Jiang Fan smiled helplessly, and just as he opened his mouth, he heard a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Tang Fugui stood up and walked outside.
I wondered if Chen Wenhua was here again.
After unlatching the door and seeing who it was, Tang Fugui's expression visibly faltered.
Seeing Tang Fugui standing there motionless, still with the door open, Wang Shuqin asked in confusion, "Honey, who is it?"
Tang Fugui took two steps back to let Jiang Youtian in.
" Youtian!" Wang Shuqin's chopsticks fell from her hand.
Tang Guo pouted and glared angrily.
Jiang Fan chewed on the shrimp without even glancing at it; he knew perfectly well why Jiang Youtian had come.
" Youtian, what brings you here? Is something the matter?" Tang Fugui looked at his son, with a complicated expression, who was only related to him by blood but had no affection for him.
Jiang Youtian put his hands in his pockets and said in a harsh tone, "Isn't it all for your good son!"
Anyone could tell that the "good son" Jiang Youtian was referring to was Jiang Fan.
Tang Fugui and the others glanced back and forth between Jiang Fan and Jiang Youtian.
"Did you two have a conflict?"
Jiang Youtian pointed angrily at Jiang Fan, "He made it so I can't participate in the martial arts exam! He made me lose my qualification for the martial arts exam!"
These words shocked Tang Fugui and the others.
After Jiang Fan finished chewing the shrimp in his mouth, he looked at Tang Guo and said, "The shrimp is delicious."
Tang Guo smiled sweetly, "Shall I peel another one for you?"
"Okay, the shrimp that Guoguo peels taste even better." Jiang Fan reached out and ruffled Tang Guo's hair.
After being praised by Jiang Fan, Tang Guo smiled sweeter than Tang Guo and hurriedly started peeling shrimp for Jiang Fan.
Jiang Youtian was even more furious when he saw Jiang Fan's attitude of not taking him seriously at all.
" Jiang Fan, how can you still eat this with a clear conscience? Go and tell Instructor Wei not to disqualify me from the martial arts exam!"
Jiang Fan ignored him and continued eating.
" Jiang Fan!" Jiang Youtian made a move to rush forward, but was stopped by Tang Fugui.
" Youtian, have you really been disqualified from the martial arts exam?"
"Nonsense! It's all because of Jiang Fan! It's all because of your good son!" Jiang Youtian roared.