Chapter 11: In Front of the Whole Class...

Early the next morning, Zhang Xiaofan woke up with dark circles under his eyes, feeling exhausted from staying up too late the night before. After breakfast with his roommates, the group remained gloomy, knowing that once they reached the classroom, they would face the terrifying red envelope game once again.

“I wonder what game Bao Lei will make us play after grabbing red envelopes today,” Hu Xiaotian said with a frown as they arrived at school.

“No matter what it is, we have to be careful. Absolutely no impulsiveness. If we look closely, these games still have loopholes,” Zhang Xiaofan whispered.

At that moment, a commotion stirred at the door. Zhang Hua strode in, arm slung around Zhou Liping, their appearance oddly comical—almost as if their genders had swapped, with Zhou Liping as the girl and Zhang Hua the boy. Zhou Liping’s eyes were red, clearly from crying, and he didn’t dare resist as Zhang Hua pulled him along.

Zhang Hua dragged Zhou Liping to the podium and declared boldly, “From now on, Zhou Liping is my man. If anyone dares bully him again, I’ll beat them to a pulp.”

Apart from the wealthy Song Feng, Murong Feng, and Wang Hu, who was also a delinquent, most classmates were wary of Zhang Hua, so everyone gave him face.

Zhang Hua, full of swagger, took Zhou Liping back to their seat. Judging by Zhou Liping’s unsteady steps, it was obvious that Zhang Hua hadn’t spared him last night.

Not long after, their homeroom teacher, Xu Xiuli, arrived to teach. She was dressed beautifully today, wearing a skirt that swayed as she walked. Among the students, she was nicknamed “Big Cow.”

She started the lesson, but after several rounds of deadly games, none of the students could focus—including even the academically gifted Su Qianqian, who sat listless, glancing about.

“What’s wrong with you all? Don’t you realize you’re in your second year of high school? If this keeps up, you’ll risk not graduating,” Xu Xiuli scolded harshly before leaving immediately after class ended.

The moment she left, all the students’ phones began to ring.

Zhang Xiaofan picked up his phone—sure enough, Sun Yang had sent another red envelope.

He grabbed it and got twenty-two yuan.

Bao Lei: To punish Zhang Xiaofan, Jiang Jiewei, and Su Qianqian for disrupting order last night, today they are given a warning.

Su Qianqian must choose either Zhang Xiaofan or Jiang Jiewei and perform *** for ten minutes in front of the whole class. If the task is not completed, death!

A wave of whispers swept through the class.

“Damn, Zhang Xiaofan, what did you do last night?”

“Yeah, why does Bao Lei say you disrupted the game’s order?”

“We were searching for clues about the ghost and saw Bao Lei,” Jiang Jiewei replied feebly.

“What? Isn’t she dead? Did you really see a ghost?” a girl shrieked.

Zhang Xiaofan and Jiang Jiewei nodded weakly.

Shen Fengxing, the vice class monitor and the highest-ranking officer in the class, stood up. “This game is deliberately punishing you three. Su Qianqian, you—”

He paused, his expression odd. After all, Su Qianqian was the goddess of all the boys; nearly every outstanding or capable guy wanted to pursue her. Now she had to perform *** with either Zhang Xiaofan or Jiang Jiewei, and in front of everyone—this made him uneasy.

Su Qianqian’s face was bright red, unmoving.

Zhang Xiaofan glanced at her, embarrassed. That damned Bao Lei was clearly setting him and Jiang Jiewei up to become the enemies of all the boys in class.

Jiang Jiewei, on the other hand, was excited and shouted, “Su Qianqian, I’m willing! I’m willing!”

Those around him looked at him in disdain.

“Su Qianqian, this will harm your reputation. It’s better not to do it,” Murong Feng, who rarely spoke, interjected.

He was the school’s heartthrob—handsome, aloof, silent, but ever since enrollment countless girls had secretly liked him. Wealthy and attractive, he naturally drew attention.

Everyone knew he seemed only interested in Su Qianqian; if she were to perform *** with another boy, of course he wouldn’t be pleased.

“Qianqian, don’t worry. If you’re unwilling, we won’t let those two idiots touch you,” Song Feng said, shooting Zhang Xiaofan a cold look.

Zhang Xiaofan’s heart was in his throat. Despite getting closer to Su Qianqian last night, this time it was in front of everyone—how could Su Qianqian, always the good girl, accept?

He dared not look at her, fearing she would refuse, that she would cast him an apologetic glance and say sorry.

To his surprise, Su Qianqian strode up to him and kissed him without hesitation.

A sweet fragrance surged, and Zhang Xiaofan felt as if he soared.

The classmates were stunned. Su Qianqian was so proactive.

Song Feng snorted coldly, thinking: Now that Su Qianqian has kissed Zhang Xiaofan, with Murong Feng’s personality, he’ll definitely cause trouble for Zhang Xiaofan later, and Su Qianqian will never be with Murong Feng again. Without Murong Feng’s protection, Su Qianqian will be mine.

Wang Hu grinned, finding the situation entertaining. In front of Murong Feng, no less. Now there’s no chance for Su Qianqian and Murong Feng, but I don’t mind—Su Qianqian, you’ll be my plaything sooner or later.

Murong Feng’s face darkened, and he gazed coldly out the window.

As for the other boys, they were all envious, secretly wishing Bao Lei had left the good fortune to them. To share ** with Su Qianqian—they’d gladly trade a couple of years of their lives.

After a long while, Su Qianqian pushed Zhang Xiaofan away, blushing fiercely as she returned to her seat.

Ding!

Bao Lei: Punishment task completed.

Bao Lei: Now announcing the red envelope punishment rule. Those who grabbed envelopes ending in eight must engage in physical relations with each other—within twenty-four hours. Fail, and you die!

“What? There are three people who got envelopes ending in eight!”

“Yeah, do they all have to do it together? Damn, that’s wild.”

Many classmates looked over, relishing the drama.

“No, no, why must I do this?” a girl, who had grabbed 1.88 yuan, looked tearfully at her boyfriend.

Her name was Zhang Yanyan—though not the best-looking, she was among the top ten prettiest girls in the class.

Her boyfriend, Guo Daqiang, whose family owned a company and had some money, looked grim. His girlfriend would have to sleep with other men—***? Damn it, Zhang Yanyan was his girl.

Though he and Zhang Yanyan were just fooling around, if she really did ***, he’d be humiliated.

Zhang Xiaofan sighed. The ones who grabbed envelopes ending in eight were one girl and two boys. As Zhang Yanyan’s boyfriend, if she really got involved with the other two, he’d be publicly cuckolded—this was getting out of hand.

If she didn’t do it…

She’d die!

How could one choose in such a situation? Even Zhang Xiaofan couldn’t make a decision quickly…