48: They're Indeed From Class One, For They Run Even If It's to Court Death

They're Indeed From Class One, For They Run Even If It's to Court Death

The two walked back to where Qin Fang and the rest were.0

"Lu Yang, why didn't you go home after the exam?" Lu Chengzhou rested a casual arm on Lu Yang's shoulders. He was taller than Lu Yang by a head and walked to the escalator with his arm wrapped around him.

Gu Mang walked behind them.

Lu Yang was a little afraid of Lu Chengzhou, for even his own father regarded the latter with importance.

He said obediently, "I was accompanying Gu Mang out to buy stuff?"

Lu Chengzhou smirked wickedly. Suddenly, he leaned closer, lowered his voice, and said gravely, "Maintain a distance from Gu Mang in the future."

"Why?" Lu Yang asked stupidly.

Lu Chengzhou stared at him with his black eyes. "What? You're going to disobey me?" he asked in a cold tone.

Lu Yang was so afraid that the pore on his back exploded open. Stammering, he said, "But Gu Mang and I are deskmates."

Lu Chengzhou frowned and suddenly scrutinized Lu Yang from head to toe, disdain gradually building in his gaze.

Lu Yang trembled in fear and his scalp was about to go numb from being stared at.

However, Lu Chengzhou took back his words. "Okay, pretend I didn't say anything then."

Lu Chengzhou moved his arm away from Li Yang's shoulders and slid his hand back into his pocket.

The expression on Lu Yang's face was complicated. Why did Third Brother look like he was looking at a piece of trash earlier?

...

Lu Chengzhou watched Gu Mang and Lu Yang get on the bus with narrowed eyes.

He took a drink of the milk tea he just bought. It was really sweet. He looked down at the milk tea in his hand and smirked absentmindedly.

Qin Fang and He Yidu exchanged glances at the same time a mixture of astonishment and complex emotions in their gazes.

...

Back at the school.

Gu Mang placed the milk tea with 30 percent sugar and a slice of the strawberry-flavored thousand-layer cake on Meng Jinyang's table.

Shen Huan said, "Jinyang went to the restroom."

Gu Mang nodded.

Upon returning to her seat, Fatty turned around to talk to Lu Yang.

The girl sat with her legs wide open as though she was a big shot.

Upon seeing that she had returned, Lu Yang said in a low, angry voice, "Sister Mang, Fatty says that the exam papers are being marked tonight. The Student Union members are even helping them and it's rumored that the results will be out tomorrow morning!"

Given the normal marking speed, the results should come out on either Thursday or Friday. That old witch was really ruthless to not even let Class Twenty have a day of peace! They were doomed. They were going to be shamed thoroughly this time!

He thought about how Class Twenty's usual score average was in the unremarkable 200s, while Class One's usual score average was in the astronomical 600s. Ultimately, he was the one who had caused everything to happen.

Gu Mang was reading her English textbook and hummed an "mm" absentmindedly.

Lu Yang looked at her apathetic attitude and frowned in anxiety. "Sister Mang! Did you not hear what I said? Tomorrow! The results will be out tomorrow!"

"I heard it," said Gu Si in an indifferent tone. Looking up, she smirked wickedly and said, "Class One students are indeed Class One students for they'll run, even if it's to court their deaths."

The corner of Lu Yang's lips twitched. "Sister Mang, did you mix up your words?"

Fatty also stared at Gu Mang with an air of sadness. "Sister Mang, I'm already starting to feel like I can't lift my head up out of shame."

Gu Mang smirked, her pretty face looking both arrogant and wild.

She cupped her chin languidly and grabbed her cup to drink milk tea with the other casually.

Her phoenix eyes were so wicked they seemed to penetrate into their bones.

A bold thought crashed into Lu Yang's mind. What if she wasn't a failed student, but a genius one?!

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