C8 I'm a Piece of Trash

When the homeroom teacher finally stepped out of the classroom, all the other students surrounded the new pair. Their eyes were glistening in amazement as they gaped at them, looking as if they had just seen a star.

"I knew that you weren't an ordinary person, Big Brother Feng," a girl swooned as she took another step forward. "You'll surely be soaring into the heavens by the time you've graduated. You better not forget about me!"

"I knew that you and the School Belle are perfect for each other!"

"And that brat, Lee Kaiyuan says he could go against you?" Another student snorted in disgust. "The asshole only had the battle spirit because of all the elixirs his family has bought him. You saw his light right? Couldn't even light up the room!"

The students who originally looked down on Feng Yixiu were already backing him up. Everyone wanted to get close to him. After all, he was already on another level than them.

Feng Yixiu didn't really say that much. Instead, he simply smiled and nodded at their praise. After all, he had spent years battling all the scorn and mockery from the same people who were now throwing him compliments left and right.

Their hypocrisies didn't make him feel the slightest bit contented. They were only saying that because of the battle spirit bloodline.

Instead, he turned to look at Lee Kaiyuan. The man didn't look the slightest bit excited as he slipped into the shadows of the classroom. He cocked his head to the side.

"Have you forgotten something?"

Feng Yixiu clasped him on the shoulder.

"Look, if you're looking for the two thousand yuan, I'll pay you through my phone. All right?"

Lee Kaiyuan's eyes twitched in annoyance. Just as he was about to break free from the man's hold, he could feel the grip growing tighter and tighter by the second. It was as if he was being held down by a big boulder!

Damn! The kid looked so thin, but his strength...Had he been hiding this all these months?

What he didn't know was the number of odd jobs Feng Yixiu had. Not only did he work at different restaurants, but he was also in charge of moving different shipments from one street to another. While he was thin, his muscles were well-defined. It was obvious that he had gone through plenty of hardships to get where he was today.

While Lee Kaiyuan looked burly from all the spiritual medicine he had eaten, he wasn't able to get any physical training done. In terms of strength, he was a peanut compared to the boy restraining him.

"You'll obviously hand over the two thousand yuan," he said coldly. "But you've forgotten the other half of our bet."

"A bet? I...I don't remember making any bets with you."

"Huh, you don't remember? Should I remind you then?" Feng Yixiu frowned. Suddenly, his grip tightened on his shoulder.

"It hurts!" Not being able to take it anymore, Lee Kaiyuan gasped as he buckled over. No matter what he did, he still couldn't shake off his classmate's grip. "I'll do it, I'll do it! I'll even write the sign now! Just please let me go."

The students who were planning to head back home to eat had now returned full force when they heard the unusual scream. As soon as they saw what was happening, they were all dumbstruck.

"What's going on?"

"What just happened?"

"Damn, who would've thought Feng Yixiu could beat up someone like Lee Kaiyuan? The man didn't even break a sweat!"

"Shit! We can't offend him now."

Despite the fear, they couldn't help but peer at the side in excitement. The bullied had now risen up the ranks, and the bully has been thrown to the rags. They all forgot their hunger as they stayed back.

Feng Yixiu finally let go of Lee Kaiyuan as he returned back to the classroom. The Class President immediately grabbed a small blackboard and wrote the words, "I am a piece of trash." With a sigh, he hung it around his neck.

Ignoring the crowd's judgmental gaze, he removed his shirt and ran wildly across the sports field.