Chapter 188 -188: First in Grade, It Can Only Be Me, Jiang Cheng
With a “snap,” the pencil Jiang Cheng was using to draw broke on the paper.
He looked up, the cold glint behind his glasses sending shivers down one’s spine.
“What did you say?”
His tone was calm yet enough to instill fear.
The person beside him quickly covered another’s mouth.
“No no, Brother Cheng, don’t listen to this kid’s nonsense.”
Jiang Cheng shifted his gaze back and casually flicked the broken lead off the paper.
“Who is number one?”
“I…..”
“I don’t have the patience to ask a third time,” Jiang Cheng added.
“It’s, it’s Zhou Wenqi from class eight!”
The Zhou Wenqi mentioned by the boy wasn’t anyone ordinary; he was the class representative of class eight, known among teachers and students for his academic excellence.
Jiang Cheng had seen him; at the opening ceremony, he’d been bested by a single point and had his chance to speak taken away by him.
Now once again…
A fierce energy crept between his eyebrows as Jiang Cheng slowly stood up from his seat and methodically capped his pencil.
“I’m going to ask classmate Zhou some questions, don’t follow me.”
Class eight was right above theirs.
Jiang Cheng spotted Zhou Wenqi almost immediately.
The other was thin, with thick black hair and a pair of black-framed glasses perched on his nose, his back slightly hunched, his eyes always looking down.
In his opinion, such people exuded an aura of timidity and poverty.
Jiang Cheng snorted, clutching the notebook in his hand, casually walked to their door, and knocked.
“Classmate Zhou Wenqi?” he revealed a crocodile’s falsely gentle smile, “You haven’t left yet, can I ask you a question?”
Zhou Wenqi, who was packing his bag, flinched instinctively, then shakily looked up at the young man standing at the door.
Jiang Cheng, the school’s heartthrob as spoken of by classmates, was considered a smart and helpful student by the teachers.
But only he knew how malevolent the heart hidden beneath that seemingly gentle and well-behaved facade was.
He also knew the gangs that often troubled students from nearby schools were led by this very Jiang Cheng.
Thinking of this, Zhou Wenqi grew even more nervous, hastily stuffing all the books from his desk into his bag.
“No, I’m sorry Jiang, I need to catch the bus, I’ll go first.”
He quickly tried to flee, but Jiang Cheng blocked the doorway with his long legs, thoroughly cutting off his escape.
“What’s the rush, classmate Zhou Wenqi?” he grinned, “If you miss the bus it’s fine, my family driver can give you a lift.”
“I really have a question to ask classmate Zhou.”
As he spoke, he brandished theWorkbook and spread it out on the table.
Seeing the other’s unyielding attitude, Zhou Wenqi had no choice but to reluctantly return to his seat and look at the problem.
Jiang Cheng leisurely sat down across from him, disregarding his dissatisfaction, and nonchalantly flipped through his backpack.
Zhou Wenqi gritted his teeth, comforting himself that if he could solve the problem quickly, he could leave safely.
But the more he worked, the colder his sweat became.
Finally, after five minutes, he couldn’t bear it anymore.
“Jiang, Jiang, this is calculus from advanced mathematics, I… I can’t solve it…”
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng looked up, smiled, “But didn’t classmate Zhou score the highest in the last major exam? Ten points more than me. How can you not solve this type of problem?”
“I……”
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