The Villainous Classmate is My Lucky Star

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When everyone heard that Chi Jingxi was coming, they all turned their heads to look. While they were distracted, Wen Yantong took the opportunity to snatch the long box over.

When Fu Shi turned her head and saw no one behind her, she realized she was fooled, but before she could react, her palm was already empty. By the time she had turned her head back, Wen Yantong had taken the box away and opened it.

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She handed the brush to Mu Yang. "What do you think? Isn’t this Fu Zixian’s pen?"

As his classmate, Mu Yang had seen Fu Zixian use this snow-patterned ink jade brush for several days in a row. Even if he didn't pay close attention, he was very familiar with the appearance of this pen, so he immediately said, "Indeed."

Then as if realizing something, his face sank. "What kind of elder sister are you? You actually dare take a brush from your younger brother?"

Seeing that she was being scolded, Fu Shi panicked all of a sudden. "I didn't... This was given to me by Zixian!"

"Gifted?" Mu Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, his handsome eyes stained with coldness. He took the pen from Wen Yantong's hand and studied it. The ink on the pen was dry, and the bristles on it smelt of ink. He sneered. "A used pen? Even if he is a concubine-born son, he's not so poor as to be unable to afford to give you a new jade brush, right?"

Fu Shi hurriedly defended herself. "It's because I told him I like this one."

"I don’t think you really like this, right?" Wen Yantong coldly exposed her. "Could it be that you are used to being arrogant at home and brought your bad habits to the academy? Is Fu Zixian someone you can bully casually?"

"He is not only your younger brother but also a friend of Young Master Mu." She then turned to look at Mu Yang with a straight face. "Right?"

No matter how stupid Mu Yang was, he could see that Wen Yantong was using him as a knife to avenge Fu Zixian. Thinking of Fu Zixian's usual timidness, he miraculously decided to play along and responded, "Yes, if you want to rob him, you have to go through me first."

Wen Yantong heaved a sigh of relief when she heard this.

She was a commoner and was not qualified to intervene in the Fu family's affairs, but Mu Yang's identity was different. He can give his opinion to Fu Shi as Fu Zixian’s friend.

Wen Yantong put the snow-patterned brush into the long box and smiled warmly at Fu Shi, "Next time if you fancy something, you have to ask your parents for it yourself. Don't rob your brother again, otherwise..."

She stepped forward and lowered her voice. "Others will laugh."

Fu Shi's fists clenched tightly under her sleeves. Even though her face was extremely dark with anger and her clenched white teeth were almost crushed, she couldn't say anything to refute her in front of Mu Yang's face. She could only hold back her anger and watch Wen Yantong leave on her crutches.

Mu Yang glanced at Fu Shi and snorted coldly before following Wen Yantong, leaving the rest of the girls to look at each other.

After walking for a while in silence, he said, "Now, you can finally tell me the secret of archery, right?"

Wen Yantong was startled. She didn't expect Mu Yang to be still thinking about this matter, so she asked, "Is that so important?"

"I'm very curious," Mu Yang confessed. "As someone who doesn't seem to be able to even draw a bow, how did you manage to hit a bullseye?"

Wen Yantong muttered, "You're quite accurate at reading people."

"Say it quickly!" Mu Yang said angrily, "If you say it, I won't hold you accountable for using me just now."

Wen Yantong said, "Alright. Alright. I’ll say it."

Mu Yang was overjoyed, and almost immediately, he acted like a good student, who was listening intently to his teacher. That was until he heard Wen Yantong say, "Read more, and keep up with current events. Eat less snacks, and adequate sleep shall help you reinvent."

Mu Yang looked at her with an extremely complicated expression. "Are you kidding me?"

"No no no." Wen Yantong hurriedly waved her hand and continued to lie. "I just remembered that my secret technique is only suitable for shorties like me. You are much taller, so you must find an upgraded version of the secret art. "

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Mu Yang was confused. "W-what... an upgraded version?"

"Fu Zixian has an upgraded version of the secret technique in his hands," Wen Yantong said. "You can ask him for it."

"Him? What's so good about his archery?" Mu Yang disagreed.

"Don't you know?" Wen Yantong pretended to be surprised. "Fu Zixian also hit the bullseye during the exam. In fact, he even hit it twice."

"Was there such a thing?" Mu Yang was shocked.

"What’s the use of me lying? You can just ask around."

Mu Yang thoughtfully didn't answer. Wen Yantong gave him the black jade brush. "You take this and return it to Fu Zixian. He will definitely teach you the secret technique because of your favor."

Mu Yang took the wooden box and returned to the hall with Wen Yantong. As soon as she walked in, she saw Fu Zixian sitting in a seat and waving at her, "Wen Yantong, come here! I saved a seat for you."

Wen Yantong didn't expect him to be here, so she walked over and asked quietly, "When did you come here?"

Fu Zixian's eyes curved and said with a smile, "I've always been here."

Wen Yantong looked at his face carefully. Under his wheat-colored skin, the slap print was not very obvious. Fu Zixian also deliberately covered half of his face, so she couldn't see it clearly.

She was about to sit next to him, but before her butt even touched the seat, she was nudged away by Mu Yang. "Let's switch seats for a bit. I have something to tell him."

Wen Yantong looked left and right and found that the black seats were full, and many people were standing in the back.

Looking in front where Mu Yang’s original seat was and thinking of Chi Jingxi's fierce appearance, she subconsciously wanted to refuse. However, when she realizing that it was all thanks to Mu Yang that she was able to retrieve the brush, she said, "Then hurry up."

Mu Yang waved his hand to drive her away. Under Fu Zixian’s confused gaze, Wen Yantong slowly walked away and made her way to the front row seats.

Wen Yantong cautiously walked towards Chi Jingxi. She did not dare to look at the people around her. She thickened her skin and was determined to take a seat beside him.

With his ink-black eyes, Chi Jingxi was observing his surroundings with his arms supporting his head, exuding laziness through and through. As Wen Yantong made her way to the front row, he happened to catch her sneaky actions, and with a sharp gaze and a low voice, he commanded. "Stop."

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The author has something to say:

“What was your initial impression of each other?”

Chi Jingxi: That dwarf is quite cunning.

Wen Yantong: Super fierce. QAQ