"Why don't you use the water to see your reflection?"
Tang Zhengxu was initially stunned, but then his face twisted with rage. His eyes burned with fury, and he slammed his right hand heavily on the desk, standing up. In a cold voice, he said, "Ye Fan, don't think that just because you're good at studying, you can do whatever you want."
"Using dirty tricks, huh? What kind of skill is that? As a man, don't you feel ashamed?"
In contrast to Tang Zhengxu, Ye Fan remained calm, completely unbothered. He replied, "I may not have other skills, but I'm quite familiar with these underhanded tactics. Wouldn't it be better to put this energy into your studies?"
"Hmph!"
Tang Zhengxu sneered. "Who do you think you are? What gives you the right to criticize me?"
"Even if I report this to the teacher today, I'm in the right. For no reason at all, why did you step on my foot?"
The entire class had their eyes fixed on Ye Fan.
Ye Fan raised his eyelids slightly, brushed the dust off his pants, and nonchalantly said, "Excuse me, when did I step on your foot?"
Tang Zhengxu chuckled, a trace of triumph flashing in the depths of his cold eyes. "What's wrong? Dare to do it but not admit it? The whole class saw it, and you still want to deny it?"
"Oh?"
Ye Fan blinked, smiling, as his eyes swept across the room. "Who saw me step on Tang Zhengxu's foot just now? Please raise your hand."
The students in the class looked at each other, but no one said a word.
In fact, no one had seen anything…
Seeing this, Ye Fan spread his hands toward Tang Zhengxu. "It seems no one saw it. Do you have any evidence to prove I stepped on your foot?"
"Do I need evidence for this?"
Tang Zhengxu stretched out his left foot, showing his face covered in pimples, and said, "I was clearly reviewing my work earlier, and as you walked by, you suddenly stomped on my foot. Otherwise, why would I be holding my foot in pain?"
Ye Fan sighed, his eyes filled with sympathy. Shaking his head, he said, "People like you are a waste of air while alive, a waste of money when half-dead, and even a waste of land when dead. Take my advice: die early and reincarnate. In your next life, at least try to be born into a species with a higher IQ than a pig. Otherwise, you're just doing yourself a disservice."
"You…"
Tang Zhengxu's face turned red, trembling with anger.
Ye Fan pressed his lips together. "You what? If you don't have a brain, don't try to frame others!"
He clapped his hands, raised his chin slightly, and pointed to Tang Zhengxu's left foot. Smiling, he said, "Everyone, take a look. Tang Zhengxu claims I stepped on his foot. If that's true, there should be some mark, right?"
As soon as he said this, everyone looked at Tang Zhengxu's left shoe. Even some students who were seated far away stood up to get a better view.
Tang Zhengxu was wearing white sneakers that day. His left shoe was spotless, not a speck of dust.
In an instant, everyone had an answer.
Tang Zhengxu's expression changed again, and he loudly explained, "I wiped off the dust when I was rubbing my foot earlier! Don't try to confuse everyone here. You stepped on my foot, admit it already!"
Ye Fan smirked, not responding directly. Instead, he changed the subject. "Oh, right, you said I stepped on your foot very hard?"
"Of course!"
Without thinking, Tang Zhengxu blurted, "If it wasn't hard, why would I be holding my foot in pain?"
Unbeknownst to him, this was the exact response Ye Fan was waiting for. Ye Fan's lips curled slightly as he mused, "Since that's the case, I have a way to prove the truth. Would you dare to cooperate?"
Tang Zhengxu hesitated for a moment, feeling trapped. But seeing the doubt in everyone's eyes, he steeled himself and said, "Why wouldn't I dare? But how do we know your method is fair?"
"We can let everyone judge."
Ye Fan took a step forward, smiling. "Whether it's fair or not, we'll find out soon enough."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan's right foot shot up like lightning, stomping heavily on Tang Zhengxu's left foot.
He didn't hold back at all. After all, if someone tries to frame you, they need to pay the price. Since Tang Zhengxu falsely accused him, Ye Fan had to teach him a lesson—otherwise, he wouldn't stop.
"Ah! My foot!"
Immediately, Tang Zhengxu's agonized scream echoed through the classroom. His cry was heart-wrenching, and tears streamed from his eyes.
He wasn't faking it. After Ye Fan's physical strength had leveled up to three, his power had increased dramatically. A full-force stomp like this was more than any ordinary person could bear.
Everyone was stunned.
They weren't sure if Ye Fan had stepped on Tang Zhengxu earlier, but this time, he definitely did!
As the class was still in shock, Ye Fan's voice slowly broke the silence.
"Now, everyone take a look at Tang Zhengxu's left shoe. There's my footprint on it. I'll let him rub it as much as he wants. If he can make the shoe spotless again and restore its shape, I'll apologize."
"Otherwise, I think it's clear to everyone what really happened."
After speaking, Ye Fan smiled at Tang Zhengxu, who was crouched on the floor holding his foot. His smile was harmless. "Tang Zhengxu, go ahead and start your performance."
"…"
Tang Zhengxu had no time to argue with Ye Fan. At this point, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he was gasping for air.
The pain!
It was unbearable!
He felt like his foot had been smashed with a steel hammer. Having been pampered all his life, how could he endure this kind of pain? Holding his foot, he sobbed uncontrollably, snot and tears running down his face. He looked utterly pitiful.
Several boys looked at Tang Zhengxu's now deformed left shoe and swallowed hard.
Harsh!
That stomp was brutal!
But no one thought Ye Fan had gone too far. Thanks to this method, everyone understood the truth.
The truth was that Ye Fan hadn't stepped on Tang Zhengxu's foot earlier. Otherwise, his shoe couldn't have been so clean.
For a moment, everyone's gaze toward Tang Zhengxu was filled with disgust, contempt, and even a little pity. At the same time, they marveled silently.
From start to finish, Ye Fan had remained too calm, his reasoning was flawless, and his logic was sharp. With ease, he not only taught Tang Zhengxu a lesson but also proved his own innocence.
Was this really their classmate?
How terrifying!
It was laughable that Tang Zhengxu had foolishly tried to use such a petty trick against Ye Fan. He had only humiliated himself.
On the left side of the room, Su Qiaoyu's gentle face showed a trace of amusement. She turned her head slightly, her shoulders shaking lightly.
In the back of the classroom, Ning Xi was covering her mouth, stifling a laugh. Her crescent-shaped eyes sparkled mischievously.
Ye Fan dusted off his shoes, wearing a faint expression of disdain. "Alright, everyone should already know the answer by now. Apologize."
"…"
Tang Zhengxu's face alternated between green and red—green from pain, red from frustration.
His chest heaved violently, and it seemed like his lungs were about to burst.
Ye Fan had stomped on him, yet now he had to apologize?
At this point, Tang Zhengxu had lost all reason. "You—"
But before he could finish, he was interrupted.
"Apologize."
"Apologize."
One voice after another echoed around him, leaving Tang Zhengxu with a lump in his throat. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his face turned ashen.
As the saying goes, "It's better to retreat than face a blade. Don't throw yourself away over nothing."
In short: no zuo no die.
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