Swelling Hostility

Walking through the quiet corridor back to the classroom, they found a class already in session.

The chemistry teacher was writing a long string of complex organic molecular formulas on the blackboard, his voice steady and clear as he lectured.

"Excuse us!"

Lin Mo and Chu Miaomiao's voices were neither loud nor soft, just enough to interrupt the teacher's explanation.

The chemistry teacher pushed up his glasses and gave them a nod, granting them permission to enter.

The two quickly walked back to their seats.

And the chemistry teacher didn't pause for long, continuing with his lesson.

As soon as Chu Miaomiao sat down, she took out her chemistry textbook, while Lin Mo was nudged by Jiang Yunlu's elbow next to him.

She had been looking forward to Lin Mo's return for a while. Her eyes sparkled as she lowered her voice and asked, "How was it? Was it fun?"

"It was okay, just making zongzi. Everyone was just burying their heads in making zongzi."

Jiang Yunlu was a bit disappointed; she had thought something interesting would have happened.

However, Lin Mo's next sentence brought Jiang Yunlu's interest right back.

"And then I saw your aunt."

"Ah?!" Jiang Yunlu almost cried out, immediately covering her mouth.

But she quickly reacted.

"Did my aunt come to report on this event?"

Lin Mo nodded.

"That shouldn't be. My aunt is a very impressive reporter..."

She wanted to say more, but a mild cough came from the podium.

The chemistry teacher's gaze swept over.

"Pay attention to the class."

Uh-oh, they got called out.

Jiang Yunlu shrank her neck, instantly sitting up perfectly straight with her hands on her textbook, putting on the fully focused face of an exemplary student.

After warning the main culprit, the chemistry teacher's gaze lingered on Lin Mo's face for two seconds.

That look seemed to say: Don't think just because you're ranked first in the grade, you can mess around in my class.

Lin Mo innocently threw his hands up: How is this my fault?

Before the chemistry class even ended, everyone saw their homeroom teacher standing at the door.

Many students' faces instantly turned green, wailing inwardly.

It's over, the recess break is ruined!

Many people's stomachs had been grumbling for a while, counting on these ten minutes to replenish some energy. Now it seemed hopeless.

The chemistry teacher also saw Chen Xiaoya outside the door, and his eyebrows twitched imperceptibly.

"Ring ring ring—"

The chemistry teacher, who rarely dragged out his classes, decisively closed his lesson plan, crisp and neat.

"Class dismissed."

Sure enough, before anyone could stand up, Chen Xiaoya stepped into the classroom with a brisk pace.

Before she even stood still, she smiled and said, "I have some good news to announce to everyone."

As soon as she finished speaking, a listless voice rang out from the back row.

"I feel like there's no better news than letting us out of school right now."

Su Mingzhao laid on his desk, speaking weakly.

"Hahaha!"

His deadpan tone instantly amused the drowsy back row, and everyone shared a knowing smile.

Having no evening self-study today was already a massive blessing; letting them out of school early was naturally a pipe dream.

Chen Xiaoya shot an exasperated yet amused glance at Su Mingzhao, the troublemaker, too lazy to bicker with him. She cleared her throat, her voice carrying a trace of uncontrollable pride.

"Just now, the results for the school's Dragon Boat Festival zongzi-making event came out! Our class's Lin Mo and Chu Miaomiao won first place among more than twenty classes from both the G1 and G2 grades! Let's give them a round of applause!"

The classroom fell silent for a moment, then erupted into thunderous applause and cheers.

"Holy crap, Old Mo is awesome!"

"First place! First place again! Our Class Eight is too top-tier!"

The class's sense of honor was ignited to the extreme at this moment. Everyone's face beamed with the excitement of shared glory, as if they had won the prize themselves.

However, there were always some discordant notes that insisted on jumping out to disgust people at times like this.

Yet, there would still be discordant voices.

"Tch, and here I thought it was some big deal."

A sarcastic voice, neither loud nor soft, clearly spread throughout the entire classroom, bringing the applause and cheers to an abrupt halt.

"Isn't it just making zongzi? You're making it sound like they developed a new type of atomic bomb. Is that really necessary?"

In the past, these kinds of thorny words would mostly have been said by people like Su Mingzhao or Ying Wenshen.

But now, these two were genuinely convinced by Lin Mo from the bottom of their hearts. Especially Ying Wenshen; after learning about Lin Mo's background last time and listening to his speech, he had practically become Lin Mo's number one supporter.

So when he heard this, his brows immediately furrowed.

The entire class's gaze uniformly turned toward the back corner of the classroom.

Huang Haoyang was sitting with his legs crossed, balancing his four-legged chair on just its two back legs, rocking backward bit by bit. His face wore undisguised contempt and disdain.

That slacker attitude of his couldn't be any more delinquent.

Many people found it strange. Normally, aside from having a loose tongue and liking to hit on female students everywhere, Huang Haoyang didn't do anything particularly out of line.

Why was his hostility toward Lin Mo so great? This was already the second time today.

Ying Wenshen was even more furious at the sight.

Huang Haoyang didn't care at all about the surrounding gazes. He even rocked his chair more smugly, the creaking sounds piercing and annoying.

He was simply enjoying this feeling of being the center of attention, even if he was being treated like a clown.

Sitting near the front, Lin Mo couldn't even be bothered to turn his head to look at him.

Dealing with this kind of jumping clown, dirtying his own eyes would be a waste.

His right index finger tapped lightly on the desk, unhurriedly, once, then again.

The next second.

Huang Haoyang, who was rocking smugly, was as if suddenly pushed by an invisible hand. The chair beneath him instantly lost its only two pivot points.

The chair legs scraped across the floor, letting out a sharp screech, immediately followed by a heavy thud.

Bang!

Huang Haoyang flipped backward in an extremely miserable posture, all four limbs facing the sky, and crashed solidly onto the floor.

The whole class fell dead silent for a second.

Immediately after...

"Pfft hahahahahaha!"

"Nani!!! Is this the legendary four limbs facing the sky? So cool!"

"I'm dying of laughter. Show-offs get struck by lightning; the ancients didn't lie to me!"

Su Mingzhao laughed the loudest, slapping his desk, tears almost coming out of his eyes.

Amidst the roar of laughter, Huang Haoyang scrambled to get up. The back of his head throbbed from hitting the floor, but what hurt more was his face.

Flushed to the color of pig liver, turning alternatingly green and pale, under the stares and mockery of the whole class, he felt as if he had been stripped naked, utterly humiliated and furious.

His resentful gaze swept over those who were laughing the hardest, finally locking dead onto the back of the figure who hadn't turned around from beginning to end.

Seeing this, Chen Xiaoya also pulled a long face. She looked at Huang Haoyang and spoke in a cold voice.

"Huang Haoyang, go wait in my office right now. I have already notified your parents to come over."

Hearing this, Huang Haoyang merely curled his lips, completely uncaring as he walked toward the back door.

In fact, Chen Xiaoya was also trying to protect Huang Haoyang. Being mocked like this, if he couldn't handle it and jumped down from here, the school would bear a massive responsibility.