Chapter 20: Provocation, Establishing Authority?

  Thinking of this, Ling Fei couldn't help but carefully examine the girl. A pink floral ANNE VALERIE HASH top, black Prada shorts, an LV handbag...Ling Fei mentally estimated the prices of these items one by one. Except for the shoes that were out of sight, there wasn't a single item on this girl's body that couldn't be identified by its brand name.

  Ling Fei naturally saw that the girl's wasn't that kind of fake goods from street stalls worth a few hundred yuan, and he also felt a sense of wonder; "What luxury, I don't know whose young lady this is?"

  Just as Ling Fei was wondering who this girl was, a boy with the same brand-name clothes walked slowly from the other side of the corridor. When he reached the door of Class 3, he looked at Ling Fei with a slightly surprised expression, then pushed open the door and entered the classroom. Ling Fei thought to himself: "Where did this little devil come from? Has Class 3 become a gathering place for ghosts?" Although he was thinking this, Ling Fei was still very curious about these two people, so he continued to stick his head against the glass at the back door to look inside.

  The boy walked into the classroom and directly onto the stage, doing something that shocked all the students in the room, including Ling Fei. He grabbed the girl on the stage and kissed her. The girl not only didn't resist but also actively reciprocated. Ling Fei's mind went blank for a moment before he thought to himself: "These kids nowadays are really open-minded. I guess this guy just wanted to make a show. My girlfriend, don't get any ideas."

  Thinking of this, Ling Fei couldn't help but smile strangely. No one knew what he was smiling about, and maybe even Ling Fei himself didn't know what he was smiling about.

  Suddenly, something unexpected happened in the classroom. Ling Fei focused his attention and continued to watch. The girl pushed away the boy, with a scowl on her face, and whispered something. The corner of the boy's mouth curled up into an arc, as if he was smiling at something. Ling Fei's heart skipped a beat; "The young man is quite handsome, and his smile is also quite captivating, why doesn't he study well?"

  But he thought to himself that it was fine, if he were to run over and talk to the boy, he would probably think he's crazy. What happened next left Ling Fei perplexed - the boy actually got off the podium, walked to Wang Chen's desk, placed one hand on it, and stared straight at Wang Chen with both eyes. Wang Chen, who was lying on the desk reading a book, saw a hand on his desk and looked up in confusion, "Do you need something?"

  The boy smiled and said, "Just now you were staring at my girlfriend, it made me very uncomfortable." Wang Chen heard this and immediately thought of his own behavior earlier when he was staring at the girl on the stage, his eyes darting around, he gently closed his book and muttered, "Sorry... sorry."

  Ling Fei was like a bystander watching a chess game, and when he heard Wang Chen say sorry, he cursed lightly: "Damn it."

  Who would have thought that the boy saw Wang Chen retreat, and he became even more aggressive; "Brother, can't we just end it like this? You say how to solve it!" As he spoke, the boy impatiently revealed his wristwatch, causing the students in the classroom who were looking over to be dazzled. Those who knew their stuff could tell that the watch was a limited edition Piaget, worth $1 million, with only 500 pieces in the world.

  The hand on the clock pointed to around twelve thirty, and the boy raised an eyebrow, looking at Wang Chen who was lowering his head and not daring to speak, saying lightly: "Alright, school is almost over. If you're a man, let's have a game of pool. If you win, then this matter will be forgotten. If you lose, I won't ask for anything from you. Just apologize to me in front of the whole school and acknowledge me as your big brother, and I'll forgive you."

  Wang Chen's face, slightly pale, was flushed with anger, but he didn't dare speak out, his teeth clenched in a loud click, yet unable to do anything about the boy in front of him.

  At this time, Chu Feng couldn't help but stand up slowly, looking at the boy with a slanted gaze; "You're being a bit too arrogant, aren't you? A new student is so rampant, it seems that I, as the class leader, need to teach you some moral lessons."

  After finishing, Chu Feng twisted his neck, kicked the chair back a few inches with his leg, and slowly walked out from behind the table. He strolled over to the boy's face, who was also gazing at Chu Feng's eyes with a faint expression, saying word by word: "What do you want? Are you going to replace him?"

  At this moment, most people in the classroom have seen through what this kid wants to do. To put it bluntly, he is here to pick a fight and show off. Some girls, such as Lin Wanshi and Zhang Qiana, looked at him with disdain, thinking to themselves: "Immature."

  It's none of my business, but it's different for the boys. A new student ran to the front door and pretended to be arrogant and provocative. If this doesn't trigger a reaction, then it won't just be Wang Chen losing face, it will affect the reputation of Class 3. In short, it's all about saving face.

  Chu Feng raised an eyebrow, shrugged his shoulders, and immediately stared at the boy with a much more severe gaze; "Kid, you're quite arrogant, huh? You have a lot of confidence in your pool skills? Coming to our class 3 to pick a fight?"

  The boy smiled slightly; "Forgot to introduce myself, my name is Bai Yu, from today on, I'm everyone's classmate. So, as a classmate, I'd like to play some table tennis with another classmate to improve our relationship, do you have any opinions?" After finishing speaking, the boy's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness, and his head was raised even higher.

  The Chu wind was silent for a moment, and finally only coldly snorted, looking at Wang Chen; "Wang Chen, bet with him, if it's really not possible we'll substitute for you!" Who knew that Bai Yu blew his fringe; "As you wish, you can find external help, I'll accompany you. School is about to let out, how about we have a match at the Huan Nan Road Fashion Table Tennis Hall?"

  Wang Chen nodded, then stopped talking. Chu Feng gave Bai Yu a provocative look before returning to his seat. As soon as Chu Feng's butt touched the chair, the noon dismissal bell rang out. Chu Feng turned his head and saw that Bai Yu was still standing in front of Wang Chen's desk. He let out a cold snort, stood up, and was about to walk outside when he bumped into Ling Fei, who had just entered. Ling Fei glanced at him and said indifferently, "Go back and sit down."

  Chu Feng nodded and sat down, while Ling Fei glanced at the girl on the podium, clearing his throat. "Excuse me, you've taken my place, could you please move?" The girl let out a cold snort, stepped down from the podium, and walked towards Bai Yu.

  Ling Fei walked up to the podium, glanced at Bai Yu and the girl a few times, smiled and said: "Are you two new classmates? Please introduce yourselves, I'll go first. I'm the class teacher, Ling Fei, just call me Teacher Ling."

  Bai Yu rubbed his fingers, lazily lifted his head to glance at Ling Fei, and a hint of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Teacher Ling, I'm Bai Yu, and from today onwards, I'll be joining Class 3. Please take care of me." Ling Fei's hands rested on the lectern, his ten fingers tapping out a rhythmic beat, producing a series of soft echoes, but he didn't respond to Bai Yu's words. Seeing Ling Fei's attitude, Bai Yu's expression also changed slightly, and he let out a low hum before turning his head to look at the girl beside him.

  Ling Fei's hand paused, the sound of knocking on the table stopped abruptly; "That female classmate, introduce yourself." The girl had one arm wrapped around Bai Yu's arm, looked at Ling Fei with a hint of meaning, and said coldly; "Gao Meng."

  Ling Fei's heart skipped a beat; "Gao Meng classmate, isn't your father..." Ling Fei hadn't finished speaking when Gao Meng's face turned arrogant; "That's right, my dad is Gao Changfeng, what? Do you have an opinion?" The disdain and deep pride that flowed out unintentionally in her words made Ling Fei frown, but he didn't say anything else. However, just because he could bear it didn't mean others could too.

  Zhou Juan and Zhang Qiaona stood up almost at the same time, rushing towards Gao Mengxi and saying, "What's your attitude?!" After that, the two of them looked at each other, hummed, and sat down together.

  Ling Fei felt that his forehead had already sweated, and he sighed; "Okay, let's end the class, I also heard what you just said about blocking me. As classmates, playing with each other and bonding is fine, I don't mind, why not go together?"

  Bai Yu smiled lightly and said, "Since the teacher wants to see my skills, let's go together." After finishing speaking, Bai Yu glanced at Wang Chen; "Don't be nervous, Wang classmate." Wang Chen was surprised and raised his head, seemingly not understanding why Bai Yu knew his name. Bai Yu slowly raised one finger to his lips and made a "shh" gesture. Then he pulled Gao Meng and turned around to walk towards the classroom door. As they passed by Chu Feng's seat, he said in a low voice; "I'll be waiting for you at the Nan Huan Road Fashion Billiards Hall, if you don't come..." After finishing speaking, Bai Yu didn't stop or pay attention to Chu Feng's angry face, and walked out of the classroom with ease.