C8 Jealousy of the Prince

The next morning, Ye Hong went to class with dark circles under his eyes.

The students of Class (18) were surprised to find that Zhang Xuewei, who was no longer as aloof as usual, had already arrived in the classroom, holding something in her hands and looking at the door to the classroom anxiously.

"Is Zhang Xuewei waiting for someone?"

"Could it be… Zhang Xuewei is in love?!"

"Oh heavens! How could this be?!"

"Who is her target? The prince of the class, Qin Loong? Or the class monitor, Chen Wentao?"

Watching Zhang Xuewei's abnormal action, the crowd whispered among themselves and started to gossip.

In a seat near the window, a student with yellow-dyed hair and ear-piercings looked rather odd — his expression twisting in an ugly manner.

The student had a burly build and was rather good-looking, but the trace of scorn could be seen lingering past his eyes.

He was the type of 'bad boy' that was most popular among the girls on campus.

This person was known by everyone as the "Class Prince" — Qin Loong.

Qin Loong looked at Zhang Xuewei's anxious expression furiously. How could he not understand the expression she wore after experiencing it so much himself?

This was exactly the kind of appearance a young girl would show when she was in love with someone.

However, Qin Loong also had his eyes on Zhang Xuewei. Thus, he could not help but curse in a soft voice, "Damn it! If I find out who that bastard is, I will definitely cripple him!"

At this moment, Ye Hong walked in from the back door of the classroom with a fatigued expression.

Zhang Xuewei's eyes suddenly shone with an steady sparkle as she hurriedly stood up from her seat to greet him.

In her moment of excitement, she had almost sprained his ankle just from standing up.

"Ah Hong, I brought you an apple. I read from the internet that eating one apple a day is good for your body…"

Zhang Xuewei opened her palm as if she was offering a treasure to him — the sparkling and glossy red apple laid quietly on top of it.

"Oh, thank you…" Ye Hong received the apple in low spirits. He then threw his school bag onto his table and laid down with his eyes closed.

"Ah Hong, what happened to you?"

Zhang Xuewei sat obediently beside Ye Hong. Her big eyes were blinking as she looked at the side of his face with great concern.

At this moment, Ye Hong did not have the strength to care about Zhang Xuewei. Due to the 'noise' of his parents, he failed to get the quality sleep he needed. Thus, he just wanted to make up for his lack of sleep.

Strangely, Ye Hong succumbed to his drowsiness in school much faster than he did at home. As soon as he laid on his desk, he was knocked out immediately — the effects were even better than sleeping pills.

No wonder everyone often said that school was the most suitable place for one to sleep.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Xuewei did not get angry. Instead, she started to tread carefully, afraid of making a ruckus.

"Ah Hong must have spent the whole night studying. No wonder he is so good at English. I must learn from him!"

Zhang Xuewei waved her delicate and small fists, silently cheering herself on.

As for the students in the class — no matter how foolish they were — they could clearly deduce that the person whom Zhang Xuewei was waiting for was Ye Hong.

Not only did the the gossip not stop, it became even more heated than before.

"Damn it! To think that our goddess has fallen for such trash!"

"Isn't this kid only good at English? What's so great about him?!"

"Let me tell you, I saw them going home together after school yesterday. Maybe…"

*Gasp!*

Qin Loong's expression instantly sunk as his gaze turned bloodshot in rage.

If he had lost to someone even more outstanding than him, Qin Loong might not have been so furious.

However, Ye Hong had an ordinary appearance and a normal family background. He only knew how to speak English that no one understood. So, how could he get the favor of Zhang Xuewei?

"I must snatch Zhang Xuewei away! Ye Hong, just you wait!"

At this moment, Ye Hong still did not know that Zhang Xuewei had unknowingly made him an enemy of all male students in his class.

As he stumbled back into his dream world, even the sound of the bell could not wake him up.

And it just so happened that the first lesson this morning was led by his homeroom teacher.