49: Chapter 49 Is it possible that that person is me?

Hearing the name "Jiang You," Lin Ya's hand, which was packing up her books, paused for a moment.

That ex-boyfriend she had dumped in Jiangcheng.

That salted fish who only knew how to sleep.

"What about him?" Lin Ya's tone was flat, as if she were asking about a stranger, though her fingers were unconsciously rubbing the edge of her water cup.

Class Monitor Zhao Feilong looked gleeful:

"That kid is truly a talent!"

"I heard that when he checked in yesterday, he actually dared to ride on top of the Martial Saint statue and go to sleep!"

"Although I don't know how he got up there, this is basically courting death!"

"Now the whole school is spreading rumors that he's a clown who will stop at nothing to get attention."

"And the result? Although he wasn't expelled, he was thrown straight into that dump called Class F!"

"Class F?" Lin Ya raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah! That's the place known as the mental asylum!"

Class Monitor Zhao Feilong gestured exaggeratedly:

"It's said that it's full of freaks who aren't right in the head, living in a dilapidated warehouse in the suburbs, unable to even afford a meal!"

"The top scorer of our year is probably hiding under his covers right now, crying and wanting to drop out!"

"Hahahaha! A piece of trash like that actually got a perfect score on the theory exam? I think he just got lucky and guessed right!"

The surrounding Class A students also burst into laughter.

In their eyes, Class F was just a joke used to prop up the bottom.

However, Lin Ya did not laugh.

Her gaze, instead, became even colder.

"Class F..."

Lin Ya looked out the window, toward the direction of the old campus.

"Jiang You, is this your final destination?"

"You'd rather use such a grandstanding method to slack off in Class F than make an honest, upright effort?"

"I really didn't misjudge you. A piece of mud like you can't be propped up on a wall, even if I gave you the title of top scorer."

Lin Ya gripped the pen in her hand tightly.

She didn't actually hate Jiang You; what she hated was Jiang You's "indifferent attitude."

In this world where the strong are respected, not fighting or competing is the original sin.

"Just you wait."

"In the freshman competition half a month from now, I will defeat you in front of the entire school."

"I want to let you know that my choice was correct. I will personally shatter your ridiculous luck and make you face reality!"

Just as Lin Ya was having her internal monologue, Class Monitor Zhao Feilong suddenly slapped his thigh and proposed an idea:

"Oh right, Class Monitor!"

"Our Class A club activity room is a bit crowded right now."

"I heard that there seems to be a micro-spiritual vein underneath that Abandoned Gymnasium that Class F is occupying!"

"It's a waste of resources for that trash to live on top of it. Why don't... we go and take it?"

"How about we turn it into our exclusive clubhouse for Class A?"

The surrounding students' eyes lit up: "Good idea! Anyway, there are only a few people in Class F; they won't dare say anything if we go and take it!"

Class Monitor Zhao Feilong looked at Lin Ya, expecting praise from his goddess:

"Class Monitor, what do you think? How about we take some people over there right now?"

"It's a perfect chance to go see how pathetic Jiang You is right now and vent some anger for you!"

Lin Ya stood up, adjusted her hem, and resumed her aloof, high-and-mighty appearance.

She glanced at Class Monitor Zhao Feilong and said indifferently:

"I won't go to something like seizing territory."

"A place that dirty and messy isn't worth me making the trip personally."

"Besides..."

Lin Ya slightly raised her chin, a flicker of arrogance flashing in her eyes:

"I don't want to see him right now."

"I want to see him again on the stage where he is most confident—the arena."

After saying this, Lin Ya picked up her books and turned to walk out of the classroom.

Leaving everyone with only a haughty back view.

Class Monitor Zhao Feilong watched his goddess's back, even more infatuated:

"As expected of a goddess! Such class! She disdains beating a dog when it's down!"

"But..."

Class Monitor Zhao Feilong turned around, waved a hand at the group of lackeys who wanted to cause trouble, and a sinister smile appeared on his face:

"The goddess isn't going because the goddess is kind."

"But as her lackeys, we have to be sensible!"

"That territory must be seized and presented to the goddess as a gift!"

"And that Jiang You... Hmph, he dared to be the Class Monitor's ex-boyfriend? I'm going to go teach him how to behave at Magic City Martial Arts University today!"

"Brothers! Grab your weapons! To Class F!"

A group of Class A freshmen rushed out of the classroom in a mighty force, heading straight for the old campus.

...

Approaching noon.

The first-floor lobby of the Abandoned Gymnasium for Class F suddenly became lively.

"Dang dang dang dang!"

A piercing sound of a gong echoed throughout the entire building.

Gou Fugui stood on a broken table, constantly banging on a stainless steel basin in his hand, holding a megaphone in the other, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Assemble, assemble!"

"Attention all of Class F! To welcome our new classmate, everyone come downstairs for a short meeting!"

"The first three to come down will each be gifted a bottle of Happy Water!"

Must say, the temptation of "Happy Water" was huge.

Very quickly, this sleeping monster's lair awakened.

The first to respond was the third-floor girls' dormitory.

"Whoosh—"

A sound of wind rang out.

A petite figure flipped directly over the third-floor railing; she didn't take the stairs but jumped straight down.

That was Su Nuonuo.

She was wearing a cute JK uniform, carrying a huge, patched-up teddy bear on her back, spun lightly in the air, and then landed heavily.

"Thump!"

Two floor tiles cracked.

Su Nuonuo didn't care at all, patted her skirt, and smiled sweetly:

"I'm first place! I want cola! With ice!"

The teddy bear on her back opened its mouth slightly, revealing a pitch-black gun barrel, as if it were also craving cola.

Immediately after, a hair-raising "hissing" sound came.

At the stairs, Senior Ji Youyou walked down step by step, barefoot.

She was wearing that deep purple qipao, her long hair like a waterfall, and she was holding a small jar in her arms.

With every step she took, a faint black footprint was left on the wooden stairs, still emitting a faint poisonous smoke.

The mosquitoes nearby all fell and died upon coming within a meter of her.

"I'm here too..."

Senior Ji Youyou's voice was lazy, "Fugui, I want to drink herbal tea, to cool off."

Subsequently, Bai Zimo hugged his laptop, slipped down like a ghost while sticking to the corner of the wall, found the darkest corner to crouch in, and continued typing on his keyboard.

Xiang Batian came walking over, huffing and puffing while carrying a barrel of bottled water.

Qiu Yunan wore a pair of insulating gloves, carefully avoided everyone, and found an independent single sofa to sit on.

Except for the few people still out on missions, the "freaks" of Class F who were at the school had basically all arrived.

A total of eight people sat around in the lobby, their styles completely clashing.

There were those who played with bombs, those who used poison, those who leaked electricity, and those who trained muscles.

It was practically a scene of mental patients out for fresh air.

And our protagonist Jiang You was currently wearing that iconic spongebob pajama, wearing flip-flops, and mingling in the crowd.

He turned a blind eye to these dangerous people around him, his eyes fixed firmly on the pile of melon seeds and peanuts in front of Gou Fugui.

"Um... I'm the new guy, Jiang You."

Jiang You raised his hand, not wanting to waste words:

"When does the meeting start? Can I eat the melon seeds? I'm a bit hungry."

Gou Fugui pushed up his glasses and waved his hand:

"Eat! Eat whatever you want! Today Brother Jiang is treating... Oh no, I'm treating!"

Everyone started cracking melon seeds, and the atmosphere somehow became inexplicably harmonious.

This was Class F's welcome party; there were no speeches from leaders, only melon seed shells flying everywhere.

Just as everyone was chatting, Su Nuonuo suddenly remembered something, and those big eyes of hers shone with the light of gossip:

"Hey, hey! Have you guys heard?"

"Something big happened at our school yesterday!"

"I heard there was a super fierce guy who thought the line was too slow when checking in, so he used light-body technique to fly directly to the top of that Martial Saint statue at the school gate!"

"And he even took a nap on it! It made the principal go crazy with anger!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

Xiang Batian crushed a walnut, looking shocked:

"Holy crap? Riding on the Martial Saint's head? Is this guy's courage made of titanium alloy?"

"That's our school's spiritual totem! I have to bow every time I pass by!"

Bai Zimo typed a few times on his keyboard and added without raising his head:

"The forum is going crazy."

"It's said that person was wearing a very childish cartoon pajama."

"And facing the principal's fury, not only did he not back down, but he also said a super pretentious line."

"The current martial arts world is too short."

"Now the whole school is doxxing this madman, wanting to see who exactly he is."

"So cool!"

Su Nuonuo held her hands to her heart, looking full of admiration:

"If only I could meet this big brother, I'd want to gift him the latest model of grenade as a greeting gift!"

"It's said he was even assigned to our Class F, I just don't know when I'll be able to see him."

Jiang You, who was silently cracking melon seeds in the corner, stiffened for a moment.

He looked down at the yellow pajama on his body, which had a big spongebob face printed on it.

And then looked at the group of roommates around him who were hotly discussing the "mysterious madman."

Jiang You swallowed his saliva and weakly raised his hand:

"Um... is there a possibility..."

"That person... is me?"

The whole place fell silent again.

Everyone's gaze focused on Jiang You.