YM778.TV Chapter 89: 036 Chen Wei learns Muay Thai, Liang Ti_2
Chapter 89: 036 Chen Wei learns Muay Thai, Liang Ti_2
Pu Xiaohan turned and asked, “Are you alright?”
Yang Lin spoke even less than Ning Xiao. She shook her head, indicating she was fine.
Only then did Pu Xiaohan let go of her hand; they had all seen how Bai Lian treated Shi Yutong.
She whispered to Bai Lian, “We should avoid Chen Wei whenever possible. I’ve told you, she’s from the Chen Family, Chen Zhu’s sister. No matter how much trouble she causes at school, the Chen Family can smooth it over.”
Everyone at the same table from class fifteen strongly agreed.
Only Ning Xiao was different. He too had grabbed Bai Lian’s sleeve just before, but he explained things very matter-of-factly, “Chen Wei has learned Muay Thai; you can’t beat her.”
Hearing this, Pu Xiaohan cast a silent glance at Ning Xiao.
Look at the way studious Ning Xiao put it—as if they could fight a member of the Chen Family if only they could beat them.
Chen Wei’s outrageous deeds at school were not limited to just this one.
Forcing others to drop out wasn’t a first for her, and ordinary students tried their best to avoid provoking them.
Bai Lian withdrew her gaze from the cafeteria entrance and, with a slow and unhurried movement, began to use her chopsticks while her long lashes lowered.
She made a measured gesture with them in front of herself.
Pu Xiaohan looked into Bai Lian’s pitch-black eyes. Even though the other party hadn’t said anything, there was an inexplicably chilling feeling running down one’s spine.
“Why are you looking at me?” Bai Lian asked, her food-holding fingers pinching the chopsticks and tilting her head toward Pu Xiaohan with a slight curve of her lips.
Pu Xiaohan found her smile inexplicably bloodthirsty.
“Ah, you don’t have tutoring today, do you?” Pu Xiaohan suddenly snapped back to reality.
She broke the eerie atmosphere, asking Bai Lian.
Bai Lian leaned on her elbow on the table and slowly replied, “Right.”
“Then we can leave school together today,” Pu Xiaohan smiled, then turned serious, “This school celebration is very important, we absolutely can’t make any mistakes. I’ll walk you through the process again after school this afternoon.”
The school celebration was imminent, and Pu Xiaohan, along with the entertainment committee members, had all volunteered.
After school in the afternoon.
Pu Xiaohan went to the student council to help set up the stage, and Bai Lian went with her to go through the process.
Yang Lin still went to work at the milk tea shop until eight o’clock after her classes.
Zhang Shize, afraid of being ambushed by Chen Wei on his way home, didn’t dare to play basketball, so he went with Pu Xiaohan and Bai Lian to the auditorium to avoid Chen Wei.
At this time, there were a lot of people in the auditorium.
When they arrived, the president of the student council was holding a meeting. Seeing Pu Xiaohan bring Bai Lian, he came over with the program list, “By the way, Pu Xiaohan, I’ve moved Bai Lian’s performance to the second-to-last.”
Pu Xiaohan examined Bai Lian’s Longsword.
Surprised by the president’s words, she asked, “Why suddenly change the performance order?”
“It’s just been pushed back one spot,” the student council president obviously wouldn’t mention Ren Wanxuan and just chuckled, “I’ve heard Bai Lian’s performance is quite spectacular, to hold the audience’s attention a bit longer.”
He hadn’t seen Bai Lian’s rehearsal, but someone from the student council had, and they said it could rival Ren Wanxuan’s.
The student council president didn’t confirm or deny this, feeling people exaggerated.
However, this transfer student certainly looked better than Ren Wanxuan—that much was true, perhaps adding some filter in this aspect.
Pu Xiaohan reluctantly agreed with his explanation.
Having Bai Lian as the finale meant the school had good insight.
“Xiaohan,” the head of the arts department quickly came over, waving at Pu Xiaohan, “You guys are early, go ahead with the process.”
Bai Lian was holding a vocabulary book in one hand and casually took off her school jacket with the other.
She was wearing a light green satin blouse, tall and elegant, her demeanor extremely striking; she was really different from the average student.
She looked up and greeted the head of the arts department courteously.
The head of the arts department immediately slowed her gait and gently smiled with pursed lips toward Bai Lian.
Pu Xiaohan: “… Xun Qian, you’re scaring me like that.”
Xun Qian resisted the urge to roll her eyes and said to Zhang Shize, “You boy, why don’t you come be a mascot?”
“I’ll pass with the new student here,” Zhang Shize, fearing being caught by Xun Qian as a cheerleader as before, quickly said, “Ah, I’ve got something to do, I’m off to the restroom!”
Xun Qian muttered “idiot.”
Pu Xiaohan found it hard not to agree, and then she patted the shoulder of the head of the arts department with a wink, “Who didn’t come today?”
According to the student council’s usual style, the first spot was definitely reserved for Ren Wanxuan.
Today they were actually following the process, not giving Ren Wanxuan any special treatment?
“I’ve heard Ren Wanxuan is practicing calligraphy today,” Xun Qian shrugged. She glanced around at the others, seeing no one was paying attention here, and whispered, “You know, the school leaders have always valued her calligraphy.”
This was no secret in the school.
After all, whenever there was a major event, or when the honor board under the teaching building needed calligraphy or posters, Ren Wanxuan was asked to come forward.