Chapter 21 You're Not Qualified to Sit Here, Scram!

Zuzi casually said, "There's a world of difference between a celestial being and a beast."

Unexpectedly, it stabbed Wu Minghao, that face-loving dog's heart.

He awkwardly retreated to his seat, his face burning involuntarily, starting to regret why he had played those pranks earlier, making a fool of himself in front of the new student.

Unable to resist, he called Xi Rubao to complain, "Hey, my dear classmate, didn't you say an ugly, poor relative was coming? Why did a beauty show up?"

Xi Rubao retorted, "Fatty, who said she's beautiful? She's ugly as sin, and even more so on the inside, trying to steal my mom and cursing me to jump off a building... Ah!"

A sharp scream came from the other end of the line.

Wu Minghao felt puzzled, "Hey, baby? Aren't you coming back for class? Next period is Xing Yue's history class, and I'm counting on you, my little Xiao Jinli, to pray that I don't get called on by that tough girl to recite. Why aren't you here yet?"

Xi Rubao was silent on the other end of the call.

She was indeed rushing back in a hurry to attend class.

But, just as she limped to the entrance of the teaching building, while taking this call, in the middle of her cursing, somehow she stumbled again and fell down the steps, and the leg she'd injured at home got hurt once more, her skirt stained entirely with blood!

The pain was so intense she couldn't even stand up.

It was like she had seen a ghost. She used to be able to have her wishes fulfilled, always helping those around her pray for good luck, to avoid questions, pass exams, all of which remarkably came true, which earned her the nickname Xiao Jinli. Even with her sassy nature, she was well-liked.

But, why is it that today her Jinli luck is not working, instead, misfortune after misfortune, she kept tumbling down the stairs.

Why on earth is that happening, ah!

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East Sea Class.

Zuzi propped her chin in her hands, surveying the scene. A slew of trust fund babies were either lounging about, gossiping, or playing games, perfectly portraying the everyday life of a lackluster class with nobody actually studying seriously.

She sighed a little wistfully, "Kids do inherit well, but only my flaws, Ancestor's flaws, ah..."

The little crow perched on a tree branch outside the window shook its paw: Indeed, Ancestor, you truly don't love studying.

The issue is, nobody is capable enough to be your teacher, right?

The desk beside Zuzi.

A cool black hoodie shifted slightly.

The next second, Gu Jingyan, who was sleeping, lifted his head without raising it, stretched out his arm, and brusquely and impatiently rapped his knuckles on the desk, "Get lost——!"

The noisy classroom fell silent in an instant.

The trust fund babies cast sympathetic glances at Zuzi: It's unfortunate; the new student upset Mr. Gu.

Wu Minghao, not giving up, seized the opportunity to whisper, "New student, I'm short of a seatmate here, come quickly, come quickly."

Zuzi remained absolutely still.

Then, she chuckled lightly, "You want Ancestor to leave?"

Everyone nearly fell out of their chairs: An... Ancestor?

Wu Minghao scratched his head, "Is there a 'Zu' surname in the Hundred Family Surnames? I really should have paid attention in history class, huh."

Zuzi's attitude completely provoked Gu Jingyan.

The cool black hoodie was thrown off entirely. Gu Jingyan, no longer sleepy, lifted his head and furiously shouted at Zuzi, "Just get the hell out——!"

The second "get" had not come out when Gu Jingyan's vision blurred.

It seemed as though a light slowly blossomed before him, making it somewhat difficult to open his eyes.

That light emanated from the ethereal beauty of his new seatmate's complexion.

He didn't want to admit it.

Anyway, he's not a face-lover.

And he doesn't like having female classmates as seatmates!

Gu Jingyan, face cold, the atmosphere in the classroom became so icy that the trust fund students felt a bit intimidated and horrified: "You're not qualified to sit here, get out."

The tone was not as restless as before, but still very indifferent.

Zuzi, unperturbed, cast a sidelong glance at him.