Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan moved, her three lackeys following behind her. Very soon, Ling Lan and the other three were standing before Li Yingjie.
"Lin Zhong-qing, why haven't you bought the set meal yet?" Ling Lan's tone was not polite at all.
Since he wanted to borrow her influence, then she had to make Lin Zhong-qing understand that this influence was not so easy to borrow. What needed to be paid had to be paid — Ling Lan was not prepared to work for free.
Ling Lan's words made Lin Zhong-qing's expression settle. He replied, "Classmate Ling Lan, sorry to have kept you waiting for so long." His gaze swept over Li Yingjie's group, as if telling Ling Lan that they were the culprits who had stopped him from buying the set meal.
Ling Lan very cooperatively followed Lin Zhong-qing's gaze to Li Yingjie's group, and raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Eh? So it's Classmate Li, what is it? You also have business with Lin Zhong-qing? "
Ling Lan's surprised expression was so fake that Li Yingjie's face flushed red with anger. She had clearly seen him just now, but now she was lying through her teeth. He gritted his teeth and said, "So it's Classmate Ling Lan, I do indeed have business with him." If she wanted to pretend, then he would pretend as well — he didn't believe that he couldn't outdo Ling Lan.
Ling Lan nodded, and said nonchalantly, "Then let's go by first come, first served. Classmate Li, why don't you wait for Classmate Lin to finish my business before coming to find him..." Ling Lan suddenly thought of something, and added, "Let's do it in a month's time."
She said sheepishly, "Classmate Lin lost to me, so he has to serve me for a month no matter what. I'm really sorry about that."
Ling Lan's words almost made Li Yingjie spit blood in anger. This was clearly telling him that Lin Zhong-qing was under Ling Lan's protection.
Li Yingjie could no longer maintain his friendly facade. His face darkened as he said darkly, "Ling Lan, you really want to go against me?"
Ling Lan's expression was innocent as she asked Lin Zhong-qing, "Classmate Lin, do you not want to fulfill the terms of the bet after losing the challenge?"
Lin Zhong-qing shook his head decisively. "No."
Ling Lan shrugged helplessly at Li Yingjie: "Classmate Li, it's not that I want to go against you, it's just that Classmate Lin isn't prepared to break the contract." Ling Lan's expression seemed to be telling Li Yingjie that he had picked the wrong person to be angry with.
Ling Lan's actions made Li Yingjie even angrier, but he couldn't find any words to refute her. His face turned red all of a sudden.
Ling Lan did not care about Li Yingjie who was about to explode. She turned to Lin Zhong-qing and said, "Why are you still standing there? We're starving. "
"Okay, Ling Lan classmate, I'll buy lunch right away." Ling Lan's response had already exceeded Lin Zhong-qing's expectations. He felt a little dizzy, not sure why Ling Lan, who had always been hostile towards him, would help him like this. Originally, he had only wanted Ling Lan to confirm that he was serving him, so that he would have an excuse to reject Li Yingjie.
Ling Lan was satisfied. She smiled sheepishly at Li Yingjie, and then led Zilong and the other two back to where they came from.
Li Yingjie was almost driven mad by this attitude. He wanted to shout at Ling Lan to stop and teach him a lesson, but he actually had no damn excuse. Right now, he really hated the fact that he was in the Central Scout Academy. If he were outside, he would definitely use his influence to teach this despicable, arrogant bastard a lesson (in his eyes, even Ling Lan's most normal attitude would be seen as a challenge to him).
Since the boss was angry, the underling naturally had to stand up for the boss. A lackey dressed in a white uniform jumped out. Luckily, he knew that Ling Lan's group was not to be trifled with, so he did not dare to do anything to them. Thus, he set his sights on the seemingly easy to bully Lin Zhong-qing. "Lin Zhong-qing, don't go. If you dare leave, I'll make sure you won't be able to survive here."
Perhaps this brat was used to being arrogant since he was young — his first move was a threat. However, this threat of his made the other spectating students laugh out loud. Of course, this laughter was filled with mockery.
The mocking laughter made the white-clad lackey's face turn red. For a moment, he did not understand why he was being laughed at.
Actually, this could not be blamed on him. It was very difficult for a new student who had just entered the Central Scout Academy to adjust his position. This was especially true for those second-generation rich kids who were used to being arrogant since they were young — it was even easier for them to make mistakes. It was only after they had tasted the bitter fruit that they would understand that the world of the Central Scout Academy was completely different from the world they had lived in before.
In this world where strength spoke louder than words, where the strong were respected, the difference between honor and lowly was the colour of the school uniform. What controlled one's own fate was one's own strength — the internal ranking every six months was a chance for them to regain control of their lives.
Thus, how could a white-clad student threaten a red-clad student? The school's disciplinary team would make them understand that the consequences of offending the one who respected the colour was not something they could bear.
Li Yingjie glared hatefully at the lackey who still did not know that he had broken the school rules. No matter how much Lin Zhong-qing was ignored in Special Class-A, he was still a red-clad student. How could a white-clad student be so bold as to threaten a red-clad student? If the academy found out, this lackey of his would definitely be in deep trouble.
Lin Zhong-qing turned his head, and looked mockingly at the white-clad student. "I'd like to see how you'll make sure I won't be able to survive here." It was difficult for him to progress in Special Class-A, but that did not mean that he could be bullied by students from other classes. The red uniform he wore represented his status, his dignity.
The white-clad lackey still wanted to say something, but Li Yingjie said angrily, "He Fei."
Sensing Li Yingjie's anger, the white-clad lackey, who was He Fei, no longer dared to say anything.
Li Yingjie looked at Lin Zhong-qing, and asked coldly, "Lin Zhong-qing, have you really decided?" Lin Zhong-qing came from an ordinary family, and his strength was also not outstanding in Special Class-A. Li Yingjie had originally wanted to make Lin Zhong-qing his first target, make him his lackey, and then gradually nibble away at the other members of Special Class-A, finally achieving his goal of controlling Class-A. Unfortunately, this Lin Zhong-qing was an ungrateful fellow. He had actually ignored his solicitation from the start, and had even bluntly rejected him in the end. Not only that, he had even sided with the group of people he hated the most.
"Yes, I, Lin Zhong-qing, am a man of my word." Lin Zhong-qing's attitude was firm, leaving no way out for himself. If a small setback made him back down, he wouldn't have been able to survive those few years in the laboratory. While other children grew up under the care of their parents, he had already learned to think, to learn that he had to rely on himself to obtain the life he wanted.
"Alright, since that's the case, I won't force you." Li Yingjie was straightforward, actually giving up on the idea of recruiting Lin Zhong-qing. With a cold expression, he turned to the lackeys beside him and said, "What are you all still standing around for? Sit down and eat. "
The lackeys were all children in uniforms of different colours, so of course they didn't dare to disobey Li Yingjie's orders. They all sat down to eat.
No longer surrounded, Lin Zhong-qing finally let out a sigh of relief. It was best that Li Yingjie had voluntarily given up. However, he didn't let his guard down. He was afraid that Li Yingjie was just talking, but was actually planning to deal with him in secret.
Lin Zhong-qing knew very well that with his current strength, he was no match for Li Yingjie. The creed of 'the strong are respected' had protected him, but also placed him in danger. Once Li Yingjie decided to deal with him, he definitely wouldn't have it easy. This was also why he was willing to compromise and stick to Ling Lan's group.
Yes, Li Yingjie had had his eyes on him from the very first day of school. Lin Zhong-qing didn't want to become someone's lackey at all. Six years of living in the laboratory was enough for him — how could he give up the freedom he had obtained after so much difficulty? However, his own strength was no match for Li Yingjie's, so he could only try his best to find a way out of his predicament...
Lin Zhong-qing had initially wanted to target Zilong and Luo Lang. In the seating challenge on the first day of school, Zilong and Luo Lang had each cleanly defeated the original 5th and 8th place of their class. This made Lin Zhong-qing understand that these two's strength was probably on par with the original top 3 of Class-A. However, he had accidentally overheard Zilong, Luo Lang and the others chatting, saying that Ling Lan, who had bravely asked for leave on the first day, was their boss. Thus, he had changed his mind.
Since Ling Lan was able to become the boss of students with the strength of the top 3, her ability was definitely not inferior to Li Yingjie's. As long as he could borrow on Ling Lan's influence, he believed that he would be able to shake off Li Yingjie. This was also why he had challenged Ling Lan.
In fact, from the very beginning of the challenge, he had already known that he would lose for sure. What he wanted wasn't victory, but the punishment of losing the challenge and serving the other for a month. A month's buffer time was enough for him to grow and find a better way to deal with Li Yingjie.
The result of this plan was ideal! Even though Lin Zhong-qing wasn't sure if Li Yingjie would really let him go, but on the surface, he didn't have to face Li Yingjie's relentless pressure and gained a chance to breathe.
As Lin Zhong-qing waited for the robot to deliver the set meal, he thought of this and clenched his fists tightly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. As long as he had enough time, he wouldn't let anyone have the chance to threaten or force him. A strong desire to become stronger ignited in Lin Zhong-qing's heart.
At this moment, Ling Lan was sitting at the dining table, chatting with Zilong and the others while waiting for Lin Zhong-qing to bring the set meal over. Suddenly, his expression froze for a moment, but he quickly relaxed. His strange expression only lasted for a moment and didn't attract the attention of Zilong and the others.
"Little Four, enlarge and analyze Li Yingjie's expression …" Ling Lan ordered Little Four in her mindspace.
"Yes, Boss!" Little Four was very excited. It was finally his turn to show off his skills as Little Four. He couldn't lose face for being the number one follower.
In her mindspace, Little Four magnified the hint of ruthlessness in Li Yingjie's eyes. Up, down, left, right, far, close, multiple angles, and after comparing it from all angles, it was finally proven that the target of this gaze was Lin Zhong-qing …
"Boss, what should we do next?" Little Four's face was full of excitement.
Ling Lan rolled her eyes. "What should we do? Nothing! Go back and rest. "Since Li Yingjie wanted to deal with Lin Zhong-qing, then she didn't need to waste her energy.
Ling Lan wasn't a saint. Lin Zhong-qing? Helping him once was already an extra favor. Next, whether or not he could get through it would depend on himself.
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