You Are A Loser, To Begin With

Yang Zihao's voice was deafening. He showed no intention of hiding.

No one had scolded Quan Jingyi like this for a long while. He raised his eyebrows and stopped in his tracks.

Just as he was about to turn his around, someone smashed him on his head.

Since Quan Jingyi was unprepared for it, he got hit smack on the face. His cheeks were hurting from the cut made by the piece of paper.

All the students around him let out an exclaim. In an instant, everyone's gaze zoomed in his direction.

Among them was Li Jianyue.

Li Jianyue glanced at him sideways. The little brother who gave her the letter yesterday was glaring at Quan Jingyi.

Quan Jingyi's casual and lazy aura had disappeared entirely. Instead, he had assumed a dark expression. One look was more than enough to tell he was angry.

Li Jianyue had seen this lazy and carefree side of his before. But what she saw now made her feel a little afraid of him.