The Beautiful Life of the Academy’s Disgrace (2)

"You’re blocking the sun," Ye Qingxuan stated. "This is when the sun’s at its best and time is precious. I haven’t been able to relax in such a long time. Can’t you not bother me like this? And also, I’m busy even though I’m the concertmaster. I beat four people today. If this continues, the hospital will run out of beds."

Shirley froze, her face reddening. Angered by his nonchalant attitude, she pointed at the lazy youth, stammering, "You—you—you…don’t you feel any shame?!"

"No." Ye Qingxuan shook his head. "Why do I have to feel shame? I’m the concertmaster, I’m the best! If I feel shame, then won’t the others have to commit suicide or something?"

"You—you…" Shirley was too angry to talk and even her eyes were red. "You’re just…low-class!"