"Guys, Bro Yan posted on the forum!"
Yan Nuan turned around and saw several eyes on her. She pursed her lips. 'This communication device is so fast.'
She saw her seatmate from earlier about to stand up and patted him once again. He turned to her. "Bro Yan."
Yan Nuan asked, "What's your name, once again?"
"Chi Nan," he replied.
"Thank you, Chi Nan. For helping me," Yan Nuan replied and the boy nodded before scampering away towards the group of people who had converged at the back of the class.
From the distance, Yan Nuan could hear him say proudly, "Bro Yan asked for my name. He asked for my name."
Yan Nuan could hear the others gasp in surprise but she ignored them and continued operating the phone. One had to know that the previous Yan Yehan was a bully. Every student in the school feared him despite coming from influential families themselves. However, despite being shameless and roguish, Yan Yehan was extremely protective. He could not fight. He was a coward however he had all the strongest students in school as his lackeys.
The students of Qing Yu High had unsolved disputes with the students of an high school called the Zhōngguo High. However, the rival students knew not to cause trouble whenever Bro Yan was around. If they were to beat up one student of Qing Yu, he would order that they beat ten students of the rival school. He was widely known and respected.
He had no relations with the other students in his class and only interacted with the students of Class 7 who were the blockheads of the school. The students in class 1 wouldn't be surprised if he didn't know any of their names. But now, Chi Nan was actually saying that bro Yan asked for his name and thanked him?
This was even more unbelievable than Bro Yan bringing a lunch box to school!
However, they didn't have much time to deliberate on this matter because a yellow haired boy walked into the classroom.
Right behind him, an entourage of girls stood at the door of the classroom. A red haired was standing in the fore front. The students in Class 1 could vaguely hear her
telling the others, "We have just thirty minutes before the science teacher comes to teach Class 1. So, maintain order and leave immediately after giving your presents to Bro Yan. Lu Jian, you go first. No delays. Do you understand?" she said in a commanding tone.
"Yes, Feifei," the girls replied.
Yan Nuan was surprised when a boy with a yellow coco waves hair stood before her. She could see a large group of girls right behind him as they stood in line. However, what was common was that they all held presents in their hands.
The boy greeted, "Bro Yan."
Yan Nuan returned her attention to the boy who she now recognized as Yi Han. "What's wrong?"
"Thank god, you're finally here, Bro Yan. Those bastards from Zhōngguo High came to cause trouble when you were sick. They tried to beat students when you were not around. We agreed to fight with them this evening."
Yan Nuan leaned back and folded her arms upon his words. "So, what do you want to do?"
"Bro Yan, are we not going to do anything?" Yi Han asked in surprise.
Yan Nuan scoffed. "I'm not interested." A fight? Was she so less busy?
"But, we have agreed. They'll call us cowards if we do not go."
"Then, go. You were the ones who agreed with them. Not me." Yan Nuan replied indifferently. Did he think they were supermen, or what? Moreover, it wasn't like she was the one who agreed upon such decision.
Yi Han was stunned. He looked at her with veiled emotions and left. Yan Nuan was unmoved. She wasn't Bro Yan . She was Yan Nuan and she wasn't a bully.
She was about to continue what she was doing when the girls standing outside began to file into the class.
"Bro Yan, the weather forecast says that today will be very sunny. I brought a packet of cold drinks for you," Lu Jian said and tried to place it on Yan Nuan's table.
At a far end of the classroom, a certain person stared at Yan Nuan with resentment. Bro Yan has so many girl fans and even though girl he liked was even trying to please Bro Yan.
Yan Nuan stared at the girl who was in front of her. She asked, "What is your name?"
"Lu Juan," the girl replied.
"Lu Jian, don't you think that what you're all doing is extremely fruitless," Yan Nuan asked. She pointed at the presents. "Do you think I can not buy these things myself? You shouldn't waste your time on someone who would never look at you. Or perhaps, did you think I'd notice you if you come here everyday?"
Silence descended into the classroom after Yan Nuan's words. The girls choked up and their eyes were teary. Such a blatant rejection. Yan Nuan couldn't be bothered. She folded her arms and looked away. She was a girl herself. And she felt anger on their behalf for liking someone who would never notice them. Moreover, the boy was even a girl!
One by one, the girls dispersed along with their gifts. Their backs looked extremely forlorn as they left. The students of Class 1 in awe. Was this really Bro Yan? Could it be that what happened to him has affected his brain? Bro Yan never paid attention to all these girls ever before. He would throw all their gifts away after they left. But now, Bro Yan actually talked some sense into their heads? What a rare development!
The boy at the back who had been looking at Yan Nuan earlier with heavy resentment lowered his head out of shame. Maybe now, Lu Jian would notice him.
The teacher soon arrived and the rest of the day went without a hitch. Or so, Yan Nuan thought. However, during PE class, a group of four girls suddenly stopped in front of her. Yan Nuan lifted her head from
what she was doing and looked at the four beautiful ladies standing in
front of her. They all had their hands on their waist as if they were there to declare a war. Yan Nuan had no reaction but why were they so familiar?