Chapter 6: A Bully Desk-mate? This is Clearly a Personal Bodyguard!
Class 1 of the third year at Sheng Lan Academy.
As the most elite privileged class in the entire school, the air here was thick with the scent of money and power.
"Bang!"
The back door of the classroom was kicked open.
The originally noisy classroom fell silent instantly, like ducks being grabbed by their necks.
Lu Shixuan walked in with his schoolbag in one hand and his other hand in his pocket, swaggering with a gait that showed no regard for anyone.
He hadn't taken off the sunglasses on his face yet, and an arrogant sneer hung from the corner of his mouth.
This was the aura of a young tyrant.
He walked straight toward the "King's Hometown" in the last row by the window.
As he passed through the aisle, several girls who were touching up their makeup hurriedly put away their compacts, and several boys playing online games together had their hands shake, causing them to die in-game immediately.
Lu Shixuan was very satisfied with this effect.
It seems my notoriety in school is quite stable.
It's good that these people are afraid of me; it will be much harder for Ye Chen to win them over later.
I'm increasing the game difficulty for the protagonist; I've really put a lot of thought into this.
He stuffed his schoolbag into the desk drawer and sat down in a domineering manner, propping his legs directly onto the desk.
Just then, the homeroom teacher, Old Wang, led a girl into the room.
"Quiet, everyone. We have a new student joining our class today." Old Wang wiped the sweat from his forehead, clearly very wary of the "little ancestors" in this class.
Chu Yaoyao walked up to the podium with her head down, clutching that Hermès insulated bag.
She was still dressed in that rustic way, with black-rimmed glasses covering most of her face, and her faded school uniform made her look somewhat out of place.
"Hello everyone, my name is Chu Yaoyao." Her voice was cold and clear, with no unnecessary words.
A wave of whispers broke out below the podium.
"Tsk, a student from a low-income family? How did she get assigned to our class?"
"I heard it's because of her good grades? But this outfit is way too tacky."
"Hey, look at the bag she's holding. It looks like a limited edition Hermès? It must be a fake, right?"
Ye Chen, sitting in the third row, sat up straight and stared at Chu Yaoyao with burning eyes.
The opportunity has come!
According to his understanding of the plot (though it had mostly collapsed by now), the next part was the seating arrangement.
Lu Shixuan would definitely humiliate Chu Yaoyao and not let her have a good seat.
At that moment, as long as he stepped forward to invite Chu Yaoyao to be his desk-mate, her favorability would definitely reach its peak!
As expected.
Lu Shixuan suddenly took his legs off the desk and pointed toward the corner of the classroom next to the trash can with an extremely disgusted tone.
"Hey, newcomer!"
Lu Shixuan took off his sunglasses and pointed the temple of the glasses at the corner filled with brooms and mops. "You sit there! Don't come near the front; that smell of poverty on you is stinking up This Young Master!"
The whole class was in an uproar.
This is way too much bullying, isn't it?
That spot was the famous "Trash Corner"—it smelled in the summer and was drafty in the winter.
Ye Chen was ecstatic.
Lu Shixuan, you really are my good big brother!
To think you'd provide such a godly assist!
He was just about to stand up and show his gentlemanly grace.
Chu Yaoyao didn't get angry; instead, she looked up, her beautiful eyes hidden behind the lenses giving Lu Shixuan a deep look.
Because that familiar inner voice came again.
Sitting there is great!
That's the only auspicious spot in the whole class!
The central air conditioning in this classroom hasn't been cleaned for years; the vents are full of mold. Sitting in the front and being blown on all day will definitely lead to a respiratory infection.
Only that corner, right next to the back window, is well-ventilated and gets sunlight.
Plus, that spot is closest to the back door; in case of an earthquake or fire, you can escape the fastest.
Most importantly, that spot has a wide field of vision, allowing you to see all the class gossip; it's definitely a VIP seat for onlookers.
Besides, let her sit in the front?
The perfumes those rich girls in the front spray could kill mosquitoes. This girl already has rhinitis; if she sits in the front, won't she be sneezing constantly?
Sigh, to pick a healthy spot for her, is it easy for me to play the villain?
Chu Yaoyao was stunned.
Rhinitis?
How did he know I have allergic rhinitis?
And... that seemingly worst position, after his analysis, actually became the best?
Chu Yaoyao only felt a warmth in her heart.
This Young Master has a mouth as poisonous as arsenic, but a heart as soft as cotton candy.
"Young Master Lu told you to sit there, so sit there! What are you dawdling for?" Ye Chen finally found a chance to interject. He stood up, looking righteous. "Lu Shixuan, we're all classmates; there's no need to be so mean. Student Chu, ignore him. There's an empty seat next to me; you sit here."
Ye Chen pointed to the empty seat beside him, a smile he thought was most charming hanging on his face.
Lu Shixuan rolled his eyes.
Here it comes, the classic plot point.
This kid Ye Chen is like a weasel paying a New Year's visit to a chicken—he has no good intentions.
The leg of that chair of his was broken by the fat guy in front yesterday, and it was just haphazardly glued back together.
I just saw him sprinkle a layer of itching powder on the seat earlier; he probably intended to prank whoever sat behind him, but now he's using it to show off?
If Chu Yaoyao sits down, the chair collapses, and she gets covered in powder... tsk tsk, that scene would be too much to witness.
This kid really stops at nothing to create opportunities for physical contact.
Hearing this, Chu Yaoyao's gaze instantly turned cold.
Although she couldn't see anything wrong with the chair, if Lu Shixuan's inner thoughts said so, then it was definitely true.
Well played, Ye Chen!
He looks decent enough, but he's actually so insidious and despicable?
"No thanks."
Chu Yaoyao coldly rejected Ye Chen, then clutched her schoolbag and walked straight to the back row of the classroom.
Ye Chen's smile froze on his face, his hand hanging awkwardly in mid-air.
The script is wrong again!
She'd rather sit next to the trash can than sit here with me?
Has my charm failed?
However, a scene that shocked everyone occurred.
Chu Yaoyao did not walk toward that corner.
Instead, she stopped by Lu Shixuan's desk.
Lu Shixuan had a single desk to himself, but there was an empty desk next to him that he usually used for his basketball and various odds and ends.
"Excuse me, please move." Chu Yaoyao looked at Lu Shixuan and said calmly, "I want to sit here."
Lu Shixuan: "??"
The whole class: "!!"
Is she crazy?
She dares to actively request to be the desk-mate of the bully Young Master Lu?
How is this any different from pulling a tooth from a tiger's mouth?
Lu Shixuan, meanwhile, felt completely unwell.
No, big sister, what are you doing?
That corner is the real treasure spot!
Why are you sitting next to me?
I'm the villain!
I'm dangerous!
I snore in my sleep, grind my teeth, and like to shake my legs!
And I have a bad temper; I'll flip the table at the slightest disagreement!
Aren't you looking for death by sitting here?
Get lost!
Stay away from me!
How am I supposed to bully you like this?
How am I supposed to advance the plot?
Lu Shixuan slammed the table and glared fiercely at Chu Yaoyao: "Who gave you the nerve? Is next to This Young Master a place where you can sit? Get lost!"
Chu Yaoyao acted as if she hadn't heard him, reaching out to take the basketball Lu Shixuan had placed on the empty desk and stuffing it into his arms.
"Didn't Young Master Lu just say that you were disgusted by my smell of poverty?"
Chu Yaoyao adjusted her glasses, a faint, almost imperceptible curve appearing at the corner of her mouth. "Since you've been'stunk up,' you must take responsibility to the end. To prevent me from stinking up anyone else, I've decided to sit right here and specifically stink up only Young Master Lu."
After saying that, she pulled out the chair, sat down, and began taking out her books.
Her movements were fluid and natural, exuding an air of dominance.
Lu Shixuan clutched the basketball, completely bewildered.
These lines... why do they sound a bit familiar?
Are these lines taken from the wrong overbearing CEO novel?
It's over; the female lead's brain is fried.
Is she provoking me?
Or is she... clinging to me?
No, I have to set some rules for her!
I must let her know the dangers of society!
Lu Shixuan took a marker from his pencil case and drew a thick black line between the two desks.
"Fine! You want to sit here? Fine!"
Lu Shixuan pointed at the line and roared fiercely, "See this line? It's the Boundary Line! If you dare to cross this line by even a centimeter, even if a single strand of hair drifts over, This Young Master will throw all your books out the window! Do you hear me?"
The entire class held their breath.
Young Master Lu is losing it!
This newcomer is in trouble!
Ye Chen sneered in his heart: Stupid woman, you're asking for it!
With Lu Shixuan's explosive temper, he'll definitely make you cry later!
It'll be even more effective when I hand her a tissue then!
However, Chu Yaoyao only gave the line a faint glance.
That line was obviously drawn crooked.
It was slanted toward Lu Shixuan's side.
Originally, the two desks were pushed together, half for each person.
But this line forcefully cut off a third of Lu Shixuan's space, leaving the space on Chu Yaoyao's side so spacious it could almost fit another half-desk.
Immediately after, that familiar inner voice sounded again, carrying a hint of tsundere-like pride and helplessness:
Humph, scared you to death!
Now you know to be afraid, right?
This desk is too narrow; she needs to write and also place that heavy insulated bag.
I just sleep in class anyway; I don't need that much space.
I'll leave her more room so her elbows won't bump into me and disturb my sleep.
Also, the prescription of her glasses seems wrong; she has to lean over the desk to write.
If I crowd her any more, she'll probably end up with cervical spondylosis.
Sigh, being a bully these days means even having to worry about my desk-mate's cervical spine; it's too hard for me.
Chu Yaoyao looked at the obviously biased "Boundary Line," and her eyes grew slightly warm.
She lowered her head, pretending to organize her books, but in reality, she was hiding the smile on her face.
What Boundary Line?
This is clearly... a protective charm.
"I heard you," Chu Yaoyao said softly. "Thank you, Young Master Lu."
"Thank you my foot! Shut up! Speak again and I'll sew your mouth shut!"
Lu Shixuan irritably pulled his school uniform jacket over his head and sprawled across the desk, playing dead.
System!
What's the task judgment?
I even drew a Boundary Line to humiliate her!
I even yelled at her!
Does this still not count as bullying?
Hurry up and settle the rewards for me!
Ding!
Detected that the host has completed the "Desk-mate Bullying (Pseudo)" behavior.
Although the logic of the behavior is extremely childish and the actual effect provided a comfortable learning environment for the female lead, given the host's extremely foul attitude, it is barely judged as a success.
Reward: God-level Combat Technique (Proficiency).
villain points: +200.
Lu Shixuan breathed a long sigh of relief under his school uniform.
Fortunately, the system is blind.
As long as I get the rewards, I don't care what she thinks.
On the other side, Ye Chen watched the scene that looked like "flirting" and was so angry that he snapped the pen in his hand.
Ink splattered all over his hand, dark and messy, much like his current mood.
"Lu Shixuan..." Ye Chen gritted his teeth. "Just you wait! Next period is PE Class; let's see how you die!"