Chapter Thirty-One: Conflict

  At half past three in the afternoon, Du Ziyuan drove to send Zhao Heng to Huahai University. The beautiful red sports car drew a landscape line on campus, attracting many male and female students to glance at it. Although there were many attentive eyes, Du Ziyuan didn't mind and parked the car by the roadside since he still had some time to spare, getting out of the car to take a leisurely stroll.

  "Zhao Heng, how about you take me on a stroll around?"

  The beautiful woman in the luxury car immediately attracted everyone's attention, and most of the men who passed by showed excitement and greed. Which man wouldn't want to conquer such a woman? Wealth and beauty, a double gain. Some people had obviously seen Du Ziyuan before, and when they saw her appear, they pointed and whispered excitedly, as if they had taken an energizing agent, talking about this famous beautiful woman.

  The girls secretly envied and hated Du Ziyuan, who came to school to show off, but they didn't resent her because they all knew that her future boyfriend would definitely be a rich second-generation heir, and although the books and professors criticized it as being useless, in reality, it was absolutely followed by the rules.

  Whether it's the Du family or the four major families, they have always had strong marriages.

  However, what was shocking was that the passenger door opened and out came Zhao Heng wearing sportswear. Although Zhao Heng's outfit wasn't shabby or simple, compared to Du Ziyuan's attire worth over 10,000 yuan, it still looked out of place, with a hint of a groom matching a princess, leaving people stunned on the spot.

  "Zhang Heng, let's go."

  Du Ziyuan pulled Zhao Heng's arm: "Take me around to get familiar with the environment."

  The parking lot was facing a playground, where many students were gathered, sweating and exercising. The intimate moment between the two people suddenly attracted countless eyes. Although Du Ziyuan was the girl that Ding Sanshao had announced as his own, no one dared to make a move on her, but she was still a breathtaking scenery line in the eyes of the boys.

  Zhao Heng was in the same car with her and intimately pulled and pulled, no different from a sharp thorn inserted into the boy's heart.

  He felt a sharp pain, a slight oppression, and it seemed that Zhao Heng was aware of the piercing gaze from all around, but he had never been afraid of worldly gossip. Since Du Ziyuan, a girl, didn't care about it either, why should he be ashamed? So he replied very readily: "Alright, I'll take you to the library and cafeteria for a walk."

  Bang!

  Before Zhao Heng could even take a step with Du Ziyuan towards the library, a football came flying over in a beautiful arc, making a shocking breaking sound, and with great force! At first glance, it was clear that it was kicked by a skilled football player. The ball whizzed straight at his cheek, as if it would swell up like a pig's head if hit.

  "Ah!"

  The girls around him subconsciously let out a scream, and some of them closed their eyes slightly, unable to bear the sight of Zhao Heng spitting blood and losing teeth. Du Ziyuan, who was looking sideways, also felt a tremble in his heart, but before he could shout, he saw Zhao Heng raise his hand, form claws, and strike, his movements very slow, yet extremely accurate as he grasped the soccer ball, BAM! The soccer ball exploded in his five fingers.

  "Ah!"

  The students around him let out a cry of surprise again, but this time it was completely different. At the same time, a hint of uncertainty flashed in their eyes, unsure whether the soccer ball was too fragile or Zhao Heng had some trick up his sleeve. The soccer ball suddenly disintegrated at his fingertips, and then they saw Zhao Heng lightly withdraw his fingers, and the broken soccer ball fell to the ground.

  "Who kicked the ball?"

  Du Ziyuan saw Zhao Heng and almost hit the ball, shouting for justice: "Almost hit someone!"

  As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen agile athletes jumped out of the stadium, and then they approached Zhao Heng and Du Ziyuan, shouting at each other, with provocative expressions on their faces. Zhao Heng clearly saw that it was Tu Honggang who had made trouble in the cafeteria that day, without a doubt, the ball just now was kicked towards him by him.

  He sneered at these wretched kids who were looking for trouble.

  "Little kid, it's you again."

  Tu Honggang also knew Du Ziyuan's identity and background, but at this moment he chose to ignore her existence, looking directly at Zhao Heng and opening his mouth loudly: "You were arrogant and domineering a few days ago, calling us sports special recruits scum, today you broke our football in public, do you really think we special recruits are easy to bully?"

  "I'm telling you, don't think that just because you're from a rich family, you can be arrogant."

  As soon as this was said, the students around immediately lowered Zhao Heng's character by a level. This kid not only ate soft rice himself but also relied on his power to bully and despise special admissions. This is really inhumane. Although special admissions indeed have no culture, they are still bringing honor to Huahai University and even this city.

  Seeing the contemptuous glances from everyone towards Zhao Heng, Tu Hong's heart flashed with a triumphant smile. He then stretched out his hand and pointed at him, saying: "You little brat, do you have the guts to follow me to a corner and settle this matter one-on-one? There's no need to cause a commotion here and affect everyone's mood. I also don't want to see you lose face in front of women."

  Du Ziyuan pulled at Zhao Heng's sleeve, signaling him not to take action. She was afraid that Zhao Heng would knock out Tu Honggang's teeth, and she didn't believe that Zhao Heng was the kind of person who looked down on special students. So she raised her head, looked at Tu Honggang, and said: "You were the one who kicked the ball at him first, you play soccer without looking at people, and yet you're framing Zhao Heng?"

  Hou Gang sneered silently, if it were any other girl he would have slapped her, but the opponent was Du Ziyan, Dingsanshao's woman and the Du family's precious daughter, so he spread his hands and retorted: "Playing soccer naturally has deviations, if every shot is that accurate and hits the door, I'd be the king of Huagu ball long ago."

  "I'll pay for this football on behalf of Zhao Heng."

  Du Ziyuan didn't want to waste his breath and got straight to the point: "How much did this ball cost?"

  "Little sister, did you take more money than me?"

  Among the unfair shouts of a group of athletes, Tu Honggang shrugged and replied: "Do you think money can solve the problem? Honestly, I don't lack this ball of money. Moreover, this ball is also from the school. What I want is just fairness and attitude. This kid must apologize to us and guarantee not to underestimate students who are specially admitted."

  "If he doesn't apologize, I can have a one-on-one fight with him."

  Hou Gang flexed his muscles, looking down on Zhao Heng with disdain: "Whether I win or lose, I'll wipe out these two debts." Before Du Ziyuan could speak up, he turned to Zhao Heng and shouted: "You're not such a coward, are you? Hiding behind a woman and not daring to fight back? And letting her come forward to help you solve the problem?"

  "As a man, you've already failed if you end up like this."

  In his exaggerated ridicule, the gathered athletes also burst out laughing, and the students around them shook their heads secretly. Although they didn't know what kind of relationship Zhao Heng and Du Ziyuan had, as Tu Honggang said, when something happened, it was useless for women to come out and take responsibility. Little did they know that this was Du Ziyuan worrying about Zhao Heng taking action.

  Du Ziyuan slightly frowned: "What are you talking nonsense for?"

  Tu Honggang still did not respond to Du Ziyuan, but instead stared at Zhao Heng with a gesture of contempt and shouted loudly to the surrounding students: "Everyone remembers, his name is Zhao Heng, Zhao Heng, a coward who dares to do but not to be, a coward hiding behind a woman's back. He is the shame of Huahai University, let's despise him together."

  More than twenty athletes raised their fingers.

  "What's wrong with you, Tu Honggang?"

  Just as the students around him burst out laughing, another voice came from not far away. The crowd turned their heads to see a well-dressed man and woman walking towards them with an air of superiority. Zhao Heng recognized the girl as Ding Lingling, while the boy beside her was unfamiliar but tall, handsome and majestic, with a high forehead that exuded a sense of grandeur.

  A diamond ring on his hand was even more piercing to the eyes of many girls, and originally arrogant Tu Honggang immediately dispersed the anger and ridicule on his face as soon as he saw him appear, replacing it with an exceptionally kind smile: "Third Master, Lingling, how did you come? I didn't do anything... just had a little friction."

  There's no doubt that the sunny and handsome boy is Ding Sanshao.

  "Zi Yan, didn't you just enter school yesterday? How did you come today?"

  Ding Sanshao didn't even glance at Tu Honggang, nor did he notice the latter's humble and flattering smile. What need was there for a master to show courtesy to his dog? When Ding Lingling and Du Ziyuan were walking intimately side by side, San Shao put on an air of being quite familiar with Du Ziyuan, holding out both hands and laughing: "I should have known you were coming, I would have gone to the Du's house to pick you up."

  He still had a rose in his hand, which was quite suspicious and seemed to have been picked from the school flower bed.

  "Zi Yan, this flower is for you."

  That exceptionally handsome face, apart from being eager and anxious, also revealed an almost palpable happiness, causing the students watching on site to quietly exclaim: Look, look, this kid is so fond of Du Ziyuan! Just for a moment, his smile was like a blooming flower, truly a perfect match between talent and beauty.

  The Hua Hai girl with ideas in her mind bit her cherry lips with a worried and resentful gaze.

  At the same time, Ding Sanshao's eyes glanced at Zhao Heng with a cold and gloomy expression.

  PS: Update killer is here, continue everything haha.