Chapter 469: I Feel Like Joining The Third Cla.s.s

“I didn’t study enough this time because I was injured. Congratulations that you got a good result, but why must you mock me?”

After saying this, she brushed Zhou Manli’s hand away and left.

As she walked, she wiped her tears sadly and pitifully.

“Oh, Wanwan, wait for me! It’s fine if you didn’t do too well. It’s no big deal.” Zhou Manli glared at Song Yaoyao. “You, brat, are so evil. You simply came first once. What’s so good about that? Jingwan has come first many more times than you!”

“F*ck! How could she say that about you?”

“She’s getting me all fired up!”

As the third cla.s.s started to block Zhou Manli, Song Yaoyao calmly stopped them. “Forget about it.”

“How can we let this go?”

Tang Xinrou was not happy with this decision. In their eyes, Song Yaoyao was precious. They couldn’t allow people to insult her. So how could she not get angry when Zhou Manli was slandering her in front of everyone?

“If a dog bites you, will you bite back?”

Song Yaoyao’s voice was soft and indifferent. In her eyes, they were simply like this because they were embarra.s.sed.

“But it still annoys me!” Tang Xinrou gritted her teeth. “I’ve met biased people before, but never to this extent!”

An Feiran was very calm. His beige coat made him look particularly smart and refined. “Yaoyao’s always had this att.i.tude toward them. You don’t need to worry unless she’s angry.”

“Why?” Tang Xinrou stared at him.

“Because only when you don’t care will you be unaffected by their insults like Yaoyao.”

Why should they be upset over the words of a stranger?

“Woah…” Han Jun nodded his head. “That’s the ultimate state of mind! Haven’t you heard that the best revenge is to ignore someone while they jump around in anger?”

As she listened to them, Tang Xinrou’s mood improved.

“Let’s go.”

The most surprising outcome from all of this was that Brother Xun, who usually handed in blank papers, actually turned out to be a genius. He even ranked in the top ten this time!

What a surprise!

“Eh? Where to?”

An Feiran chuckled and waved his phone. “To spend our cla.s.s funds.”

Everyone was dazed for a moment before they realized what was happening and reacted with excitement.

“Ohhh! Where should we go?”

“I want to eat a seafood feast!”

“I want to go karaoke!”

“Let’s go to the club!”

The calm boy with a clean smile looked out of place amongst the noisy crowd. “We have all day to think about it.”

“Yay! That’s great!”

“Let’s go!”

The third cla.s.s gathered into a group. Some had their arms hooked and others had their arms over each other’s shoulder as they cheerily headed for the school gates.

Under the sun, the sunflower badges on their chests were glowing.

Their happy and united vibe was the subject of admiration.

A few students from the first cla.s.s stood beside the bulletin board watching them disappear into the distance. There was a complicated look in their eyes.

“We lost. Will we really have to admit that we’re trash?”

No one wanted to admit to that. But…

“We can’t be sore losers.”

One of the students wiped his face. “What do I do? I suddenly feel like joining the third cla.s.s.”

Although the others did not say this, the admiration in their eyes was obvious.

Not to mention, the third cla.s.s contained the majority of the school’s richest students. In the future, when they left school, they would be good connections to keep.