National School Prince is a Girl - V1C3
1. Hacker Queen Becomes a High School Student
2. Old Fu Jiu No More
3. F*uck off!
4. Payback
5. Hypocrisy Is Intolerable
6. I Need Money!
7. Friend Request Rejected!
8. Deal!
9. Just Smiling...
10. Counter-Hacking
11. The Hug
12. Nice Body, Bro!
13. Found Him!
14. K.O.
15. Whatever
16. Guilt and Anger
17. Mother-and-Daughter duo
18. The Internet Cafe
19. Where is Spade Z?
20. Do You Have A Secret Crush On Me?
21. Karma
22. Sorry Not Sorry
23. The noose is tightening
24. Scumbags
25. Let’s Have a Gay Meeting!?
26. Are you a boy or a girl?
27. Xue Yaoyao’s Buns
28. Aiya!
29. Just a meeting
30. Surprise!
31. I’m Spade Z, Fu Jiu
32. Dumplings
33. Call me 'Lord Jiu'
34. Ten Lobsters for Lord Jiu
35. Men's Room or Women's Room?
Chapter 3: F*uck off!
Back on the familiar campus, Fu Jiu felt a mix of emotions. The broadcast
was playing, but she wasn’t sure if there would be an exercise session
later. Suddenly, she overheard a girl talking with her friends. "Oh? Who's
that handsome guy? Is he new? I haven't seen him before!" The girl called
her friends’ attention to Fu Jiu. "He smiled at me just now! Those little
canines are so sexy!"
“Wait, he looks familiar. Is he Fu Jiu?!” As they got closer to take a look, the girls were completely stunned. How could this beautiful man be the nouveau riche, Fu Jiu? But he was indeed in their class!
Fu Jiu placed her school bag on the wooden desk, lifted her long legs slightly, and began to take out her small laptop. Suddenly, they heard a bang! Someone pulled out the chair next to her and glared at her with a gloomy expression. "Take your stuff away. I don’t want to be near you for a second longer, you huge sicko!"
This was Jiang Feiyang, Fu Jiu's deskmate and the most handsome guy in Class D. He was great at basketball and had a way with girls. Even Fu Jiu herself had chased him at one point, which made her head hurt whenever she thought about it. But Fu Jiu had never been one to allow anyone to get violent in front of her.
"You don’t?" Fu Jiu replied indifferently, resting her hand on the side of her face and studying him nonchalantly. "Then f*ck off."
“What did you just say?” Jiang Feiyang snapped, attempting to grab her collar and pull her closer. Surprisingly, he missed and crashed into the desk, leaving his jaw aching painfully. Fu Jiu, standing nearby, smiled at him. "I haven’t been into violence lately, so Classmate Jiang, let’s try to get along. What do you say?"
Those around them assumed they were engaged in a friendly brotherly chat. Only Jiang Feiyang felt the painful pressure of his back against the desk, his eyes reddening with frustration. He couldn’t believe that this so-called weakling could actually get the better of him!
"What's with Fu Jiu? He used to blush fiercely when Jiang Feiyang spoke to him. Why is he acting so differently today?” a girl commented.
"There's nothing weird about it. Fu Jiu only has eyes for Young Master Qin now, so he doesn’t care about anyone else," another girl replied.
"How bold of him, dreaming about Young Master Qin," someone else added.
"Just wait, someone will put him in his place," another girl cautioned.
Amidst the chatter, Fu Jiu nonchalantly released Jisnh Feiyang, then sat back, lowered her gaze, and opened her physics textbook on the table.
Jiang Feiyang jumped off the desk, swung his arm, and scoffed. "Listen carefully. You won’t last long. Not to mention Young Master Qin. Even the school guards with him will take you down."
Upon hearing this, Fu Jiu laughed and lifted her eyes from the textbook. "Whether I survive or not is a matter for the future. But if you say another word, I’ll rip your jaw off!"
Jiang Feiyang: "..." Why did he feel a chill? That little wimp's eyes were genuinely intimidating!
As the class bell rang, Fu Jiu relished a moment of peace for a short nap. However, trouble was brewing at lunchtime. A group of girls in skirts closed in on her, their tones dripping with hostility. "How did the Fu family give rise to this repulsive nouveau riche? How disgusting!"
Hungry, Fu Jiu halted her steps, and a cold expression swept over her face. After hearing their words, she sharply lifted her head, a slow, cold smile emerging.
“Wait, he looks familiar. Is he Fu Jiu?!” As they got closer to take a look, the girls were completely stunned. How could this beautiful man be the nouveau riche, Fu Jiu? But he was indeed in their class!
Fu Jiu placed her school bag on the wooden desk, lifted her long legs slightly, and began to take out her small laptop. Suddenly, they heard a bang! Someone pulled out the chair next to her and glared at her with a gloomy expression. "Take your stuff away. I don’t want to be near you for a second longer, you huge sicko!"
This was Jiang Feiyang, Fu Jiu's deskmate and the most handsome guy in Class D. He was great at basketball and had a way with girls. Even Fu Jiu herself had chased him at one point, which made her head hurt whenever she thought about it. But Fu Jiu had never been one to allow anyone to get violent in front of her.
"You don’t?" Fu Jiu replied indifferently, resting her hand on the side of her face and studying him nonchalantly. "Then f*ck off."
“What did you just say?” Jiang Feiyang snapped, attempting to grab her collar and pull her closer. Surprisingly, he missed and crashed into the desk, leaving his jaw aching painfully. Fu Jiu, standing nearby, smiled at him. "I haven’t been into violence lately, so Classmate Jiang, let’s try to get along. What do you say?"
Those around them assumed they were engaged in a friendly brotherly chat. Only Jiang Feiyang felt the painful pressure of his back against the desk, his eyes reddening with frustration. He couldn’t believe that this so-called weakling could actually get the better of him!
"What's with Fu Jiu? He used to blush fiercely when Jiang Feiyang spoke to him. Why is he acting so differently today?” a girl commented.
"There's nothing weird about it. Fu Jiu only has eyes for Young Master Qin now, so he doesn’t care about anyone else," another girl replied.
"How bold of him, dreaming about Young Master Qin," someone else added.
"Just wait, someone will put him in his place," another girl cautioned.
Amidst the chatter, Fu Jiu nonchalantly released Jisnh Feiyang, then sat back, lowered her gaze, and opened her physics textbook on the table.
Jiang Feiyang jumped off the desk, swung his arm, and scoffed. "Listen carefully. You won’t last long. Not to mention Young Master Qin. Even the school guards with him will take you down."
Upon hearing this, Fu Jiu laughed and lifted her eyes from the textbook. "Whether I survive or not is a matter for the future. But if you say another word, I’ll rip your jaw off!"
Jiang Feiyang: "..." Why did he feel a chill? That little wimp's eyes were genuinely intimidating!
As the class bell rang, Fu Jiu relished a moment of peace for a short nap. However, trouble was brewing at lunchtime. A group of girls in skirts closed in on her, their tones dripping with hostility. "How did the Fu family give rise to this repulsive nouveau riche? How disgusting!"
Hungry, Fu Jiu halted her steps, and a cold expression swept over her face. After hearing their words, she sharply lifted her head, a slow, cold smile emerging.
