Chapter 74: The Humiliation of Han Xin

  Han Yu's big sweat, although what they are pursuing is the domineering and windy production of shocking effects to attract those students to join, but Zhuo Bu Fan this, isn't it too much?

  Of course, now is not the time to discuss Zhuo Bu Fan's responsibility.

  Taking a deep breath, Han Yu walked in with a smile, seemingly looking straight ahead, but in fact he had already taken in the expressions of the surrounding students with his peripheral vision.

  "Xiao Fan, let him go!" Han Yu said calmly.

  Zhuo Bu Fan didn't know why, but he quickly let go of his hand and stood aside honestly. This made the students below him astonished again, all looking at Han Yu with a respectful gaze.

  Only with black-rimmed glasses, in curious eyes, his gaze remains as calm as water.

  "It's true that a scholar is useless in a hundred ways!" Han Yu snorted with laughter and turned to walk forward.

  Scoffing, this is **naked scoffing.

  He could tolerate his peers' teasing, but for some reason, Han Yu's disdain made him blush suddenly.

  The pride he had always taken in his ability to endure was being stripped away piece by piece, trampled on the ground and turned into cowardice!

  A surge of unnamed fire burned in Han Yu's eyes, fiercely colliding with his chest, causing him to involuntarily stand up and shout loudly: "Halt!"

  Just as Zhuo Bufan was about to walk out the door, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. He slung the broom over his shoulder and let out a cold snort through his nose: "What's up? You want a beating too?"

  "I don't talk to people who only use their fists!" The gaze of the black-rimmed glasses swept past Zhuo Bu Fan, coldly staring at Han Yu: "I just want to ask you, what did you mean by 'bookworm' just now?"

  The whole class stared at him blankly, feeling that their brains were not enough. First, two cleaners rushed into their classroom with great fanfare and easily knocked to the ground a few of the toughest guys in the class who no one dared to mess with.

  Then the usually honest and timid black-rimmed glasses actually dared to loudly question these two cleaners? For a moment, there was only one sentence in their minds: This world is crazy!

  Han Yu, however, didn't look very surprised and just glanced at the black-rimmed glasses. Earlier when he was watching from outside, he found that although the boy was being bullied, his eyes were extremely calm, even with a hint of mockery. He knew this was someone who was highly self-disciplined and had a natural talent for enduring hardships.

  At this time, Han Yu stood out with a smile on his face and said lightly: "Sometimes, tolerance is a virtue! But the problems that virtues can't solve can be easily solved with fists! Everything has its limits. If you tolerate it to the point of forgetting your own dignity, forgetting your bottom line, and even forgetting that you are a man, then what's the use of keeping calm?"

  "Not every humiliated person can become a Han Xin. And not every Han Xin must be humiliated! If you take pride in being humiliated, then forget about being a Han Xin, you're not even a man!"

  Han Yu finished speaking and didn't look at him again, turning to continue walking forward. Zhuo Bu Fan hurriedly followed behind him, with a pleased expression saying: "Big brother, that person wearing black-rimmed glasses is a talent?"

  "Not necessarily!" Han Yu turned his head and glanced at the entrance of that classroom, saying in a low voice: "If he can come out, with this willpower of his, nothing is impossible. But on the contrary, if his bloodline has been ground down to almost nothing...".

  "Just now they all dared to shout at me, he shouldn't be so timid, right?" Han Yu lowered his voice and muttered to himself.

  In the classroom, Hei Bianyan silently stared at Han Yu's back until it was blocked by the wall and he couldn't see it anymore. He still stared straight ahead, his fists clenched without knowing when they had tightened.

  His name is Wang Shuai. In the 12th grade, he didn't have much of a reputation. It's not that he couldn't do it, but rather he didn't want to. If he had wanted to, he could have easily taken the throne of first place in the entire grade.

  But he was unwilling to show off like that, and even intentionally kept his grades at a mediocre level.

  In the eyes of those who know him, he is a complete weirdo. With his grades, he could have gone to a much better school, but he chose No. 12 Middle School instead.

  It's a proud emotion that has been haunting him to the bone marrow. All along, Wang Shuai has been watching everything that happens around him with a transcendent gaze, watching those peers who constantly humiliate him.

  Because he firmly believes that he is stronger than these people, now and in the future.

  However, today, Han Yu's disdainful gaze and a few simple words made him feel seen through. It also made the endurance and pride he had been insisting on all fall away from his body.

  "If no one recognizes my perseverance, then even if I become a ninja turtle, what's the use?" Wang Shuai's scrunched up eyebrows slowly relaxed, and the calmness in his eyes had long been replaced by a surging bloodlust!

  He slowly walked out, under the shocked gaze of the whole class, pulled out a stool and slammed it onto the shoulder of that student who had been let off by Zhuo Bu Fan.

  The poor child hummed and fell to the ground, fainting.

  He tossed the stool in his hand to the ground, Wang Shuai clapped his hands, and his cold gaze swept across the faces of a group of classmates. Usually, he often looked at his classmates with a contemptuous and mocking eye, but now they didn't even dare to look him straight in the eye, and they all avoided his gaze.

  Wang Shuai's heart suddenly felt a sense of superiority, he knew that this was the true gaze from above, the feeling of being strong.

  He was moved in his heart and quickly chased out.

  Han Yu was walking upstairs when he suddenly heard a shout from behind: "Wait!"

  "Halt!" Han Yu smiled and asked, "Something's up?"

  "My name is Wang Shuai, I want to know what you do?" Wang Shuai pushed up the black-framed glasses on his nose and said loudly.

  Han Yu paused for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "My name is Hei Yi, I work for the hospital."

  "Hospital?" Wang Shuai's eyebrows slightly furrowed, somewhat disappointed: "You're a doctor?"

  "The doctor saves lives, but I'm just sending people to the hospital!" Han Yu said calmly.

  Wang Shuai's eyes lit up, and he heard a murderous intent in Han Yu's words just now, which was why he rushed out. At this time, seeing that he had not guessed wrong, he hastily stepped forward two steps and said: "Then do you think I'm capable?"

  "Give me a reason." Han Yu said with a smile.

  "I want to retrieve from you the blood nature I lost and become the Han Xin who washed away the shame on my body!" Wang Shuai said loudly.

  Haha, brothers, hold on, I've almost finished my stuff, updates will be coming...