Chapter 897: Tyrant Senior Falls In Love With Me

Snakel parked the car and led Gu Mengmeng into the theater studies cla.s.sroom.

There were two rows of black-clad bodyguards by the entrance, while a group of the school management team led by the princ.i.p.al were also waiting there.

The princ.i.p.al bowed respectfully the moment he saw Snakel. Without a word, the school management team followed Snakel into the large cla.s.sroom in order of their rank.

The theater studies faculty was a more flamboyant division. The students here were all good-looking and from prominent backgrounds.

Not all of them had the intention of becoming artistes. More than half were just here to learn comportment.

The lectern on the stage had already been moved aside and replaced with a large CEO chair.

Snakel settled into that chair, while Gu Mengmeng didn’t know what to do. She just stood quietly behind Snakel, looking extremely nonplussed.

Snakel cast a sweeping glance across the faces of every single person in the room. He smirked and spoke in a chilly voice devoid of all emotion. Each word was like an icicle driving itself into their hearts.

“My Twomeng said that everyone in school would have a certain nickname given to them. I think my previous label was… mute cool dude.”

No one dared to respond to that. It was so quiet that one could hear the air move.

“I am not very happy with such a nickname and so wish to change it.”

Snakel leaned back casually and pulled Gu Mengmeng into his lap.

She started to struggle but Snakel didn’t give her any chances. He circled her waist with one arm, pinning her to himself.

Snakel calmly observed Gu Mengmeng’s struggles, until she finally gave up and remained quietly in his lap. Satisfied, he continued. “I feel that the nickname “Spirit of Vengeance” is pretty good and suits me well. To ensure that everyone will have a deep impression of this new nickname, I decided that from today onwards, I will destroy anyone who dares to mess with my Twomeng.”

Cold gasps filled the room, and the surrounding temperature felt like it had dropped several degrees.

That forum post regarding Gu Mengmeng had ignited a heated discussion. Although it had been suddenly taken down 20 minutes ago, thousands of netizens had commented and everyone in this cla.s.sroom… all felt an impending sense of doom.

Snakel’s gaze roamed about, before finally landing on school belle, Mo Beibei.

“Let’s start with you.”

Mo Beibei s.h.i.+vered. She bit her bottom lip as she stared at Snakel. She tried to will herself to be brave. Snakel might be handsome but he was just a college student. There was nothing to be scared of.

Wasn’t he just trying to stand up for his girlfriend? There were also plenty of people willing to stand up for her like that. It would be fine.

But…

The princ.i.p.al and the rest were all standing on stage, while he was sitting down.

And those two rows of black-clad men by the door showed Mo Beibei how naive her thoughts were.

And the source of all that fear was that person sitting on stage. He was like the King of h.e.l.l, able to bring about death and destruction without restraints. Everything was beneath him and he could crush them all.

Snakel threw a side glance and a man in black came over with an ipad. He connected the ipad via blue-tooth to the cla.s.sroom’s projector system. p.o.r.nographic photos splashed across the wide screen, featuring none other than the school belle herself, Mo Beibei.

“VIP room screen shot from a certain channel. Miss Mo… ha, very fierce.”