Before he finished speaking, a punch landed on his stomach.

Luo Xinguang didn't even have time to react as he stepped back and his stomach cramped in pain.

Song Yaoyao twisted her wrist and smiled sweetly at Luo Xinguang. “If your face is worth money, does that mean it's cheaper if I don't hit your face?”

Luo Xinguang: “???”

He stared at the girl as she closed in on him. For some reason, her presence made him slightly scared.

“Don't come near me! Ow!”

Bam!

Slap!

With one hand, Song Yaoyao pressed the boy, who was much taller than her, against the corner of the cla.s.sroom, and gave him a good beating.

But, his handsome face remained as handsome as ever.

Luo Xinguang held onto his stomach, crying without tears. “Stupid brat! Are you addicted to violence?”

He simply thought she was amusing and teased her a little. Need she be this ruthless against him?

According to her skills, she was, at least, a black belt.

Were all girls this cruel?

“Sorry.” Song Yaoyao threw down the cloth, revealing her unscathed hand. Her happy face was rosy. “This is a package deal.”

Luo Xinguang: “…”

F*ck! What the h.e.l.l?

“I am from Cla.s.s 3-3. My name is Song Yaoyao. If you want compensation, you can find me in the third cla.s.s. I kept count: 67 hits in total. I had a lot of fun.”

The girl crouched down in front of him and patted him on the shoulder with a smile. “If you provoke me again, I will prepare a Death Package for you.”

Luo Xinguang trembled.

“Song Yaoyao, was it? I will remember you!” He ground his back teeth and stood up while rubbing his stomach.

By this time, Song Yaoyao had already opened the door and was walking out. When she heard what he said, she turned around and grinned.

“Uh huh~ Remember, it's 'Yao' as in 'Yaotiao' (slim)! See ya~”

Before she left, she did not forget to grab her thermos.

Uncle Zhang prepared this thermos for her. It was pink and she particularly liked it.

After circling the building, the fangirls did not find Luo Xinguang, so they returned to their cla.s.srooms unhappily.

When Song Yaoyao saw this, she suddenly asked, “Are you looking for Luo Xinguang?”

“Huh? Did you see him?!”

The girl next to her was ready to lock her eyes on the target as they lit up.

“I just saw him run into that cla.s.sroom. Look, do you see him?”

She chuckled as she pointed and watched the girls run in the direction she was pointing. In an instant, shrill screams echoed through the corridors.

The figure that was slowly waddling out of the cla.s.sroom… Wasn't that their idol?

“Thank you! What's your name? I will treat you to a meal later!”

The girl was quite polite, unlike others who had already started running toward the young man.

Song Yaoyao smiled and waved her hand as she quickly headed for the stairs.

“There's no need to thank me! A good deed does not need recognition. You can just consider me as a good samaritan~”

Meanwhile, Luo Xinguang had yet to even catch his breath before he was surrounded by a countless crowd of girls.

Luo Xinguang: “…”

Apart from Song Yaoyao, no one else knew he was there.

That f*cken brat! Not only is she violent, but she's very vengeful!

You just wait!

This isn't over!

“Eh? Song Yaoyao, we meet again.”

Kang Yuan approached and couldn't hold back a smile as he saw Song Yaoyao.

“Director Kang, h.e.l.lo,” Song Yaoyao greeted politely as she held onto her thermos.

“h.e.l.lo. By the way, have you seen Luo Xinguang? Where has that punk gone? I've been looking everywhere for him.”

“Oh?” Song Yaoyao scratched her head guiltily. “Do you need him for something?”