The Villainous Classmate is My Lucky Star

Chapter 55 Make Them Proud (1)

In the end, Wen Yantong never got to draw a Bulbasaur for Chi Jingxi. Instead she copied 'It is difficult to learn after a youth grows old. Even a single minute should not be taken lightly.’ for a whole hour.

Wen Yantong became more tired the more she copied. She was so tired that half of her body was almost leaning on the table. Suddenly, she put down the pen, twisted her wrist, and lamented. "I know I'm wrong, Little Marquis! Don't let me copy anymore! My hands are really tired—!"

Chi Jingxi lifted his eyes from the book and glanced at her. "What did you do wrong? Let me hear it."

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"I shouldn't put food on the study desk. It's wrong to write while eating. I won't do it again!" Wen Yantong leaned her face on the table and said with a sigh.

She said to herself: Why do I say those words? I shouldn't show off my knowledge... This Little Cripple is so miserable, so miserable...

Wen Yantong's writing speed was slow, so she only copied a few pages in an hour. However, because she wrote the same sentence over and over, she felt very nauseous.

Chi Jingxi's mood had clearly entered a state of relaxation. Seeing her like this, he doesn't blame her anymore. With a cold expression, he lowered his head to continue reading his book. "Only writing a couple pages, yet you are already crying and mourning."

This was his silent acquiescence. Wen Yantong was overjoyed. She raised the paper in her hand and asked, "Little Marquis! Look, don’t my words resemble yours?"

"Not even a bit," Chi Jingxi said, not bothering to lift his head.

"You didn't even look at it." Wen Yantong said, "Teacher Li said that it’s three points similar though?"

"When did he say this?" Chi Jingxi frowned.

"He said that I learned the skin but not the bone." Wen Yantong said, "Three points is skin and seven points is bone, so isn't it three points?"

He no longer replied.

Wen Yantong was a little bored. However, she didn't dare to bother Chi Jingxi frequently in fear of his temper, so she got up and walked to the main room.

There was only a small heater in the study room, so her hands were cold when she was writing just now. Wen Yantong ran to sit beside the larger heater in the main room.

This was all thanks to the blessing of Chi Jingxi. She had originally thought that she had to bear the cold for a night without the charcoal, but unexpectedly, the Little Marquis brought enough to warm the whole house. Now she wouldn't feel cold even if she laid on the floor.

After Wen Yantong sat by the stove heater for a while, she wanted to go back to the study and talk to Chi Jingxi before going to bed. In fact, it was still early, and since Wen Yantong had taken a nap after class in the morning, she had an adequate amount of energy to spend at the moment.

Thinking that the temperature in the study was a bit low, she wanted to move the larger heater to the study.

After thinking about it, Wen Yantong stood beside the heater and contemplated some more. While paying attention to her right leg, she also found a place where she could easily exert her strength; Wen Yantong tried out many different poses.

Once everything was ready, she leaned down and pushed with all her strength. The heater slid on the ground for a distance, making a harsh sound and shocking Chi Jingxi, who was reading a book and interpreting his thoughts.

He turned his head and said to the servant behind him, "Go and see what he's up to."

The servant assented and went out. When he saw Wen Yantong exerting all her strength on the stove heater, he hurried forward, shouting in a fierce tone, "What– What are you doing?! You’re going to knock over the stove! The charcoal will spill out!"

Wen Yantong immediately stopped. "I'm afraid that the Little Marquis will be cold in the study."

The servant pushed her away and replied in a disgusted tone, "No one asked for your concern, okay?"

Wen Yantong staggered back two steps before she pushed back and said angrily, "No one asked? Then no one asked! But why push me? Bullying me because I’m crippled, right?"pure tl . com is the original tler / don’t re-post

"It's the first time I've seen such a shameless person like you! You occupied our Master's house, and now you act like you’re the master?" The servant rolled his eyes at Wen Yantong. "Master should just throw you out in the snow! Let you suffer in the cold, sober your brain, and understand your own identity."

Wen Yantong was annoyed by this sharp-tongued servant. "I'm also a classmate of the Little Marquis in the Academy. What are you? What power do you have to lecture me?"

"A classmate from the Academy?" The servant mocked her exaggeratedly.

Wasn’t the First Jia Hall and the Sixth Ding Hall separated by the entire Academy?

Wen Yantong found him more and more annoying and couldn't help but want to roll up her sleeves to fight him. But thinking that he was Chi Jingxi's servant, she let him be. After all, it's up to the owner if she could ‘beat his dog’. Not to mention that she was still staying under his roof.

She no longer quarreled with the servant. Instead, she sneered and ended the conversation by saying, "Even if our grades are complete opposites, I'm still enrolled in Songhai Academy. If you have the capability, then spend money to enroll too!"

The servant was rendered speechless. Indeed, even if Wen Yantong's identity was low, she had a lot of gold. People with copious amounts of gold could still climb their way up the ladder. As for servants like him, they were nothing more than commoners from ordinary or even poor families. They needed to sign a life contract to make a living.

The servant felt that he had been humiliated, so he went back to the study with a flushed face.

Chi Jingxi didn't look up, so he didn't see the expression on the servant's face. He just asked, "What is he doing?"

"Replying to the Little Marquis, the Cripple said that the study room was too cold. He wanted to move the large heater in the main room to the study room to keep you warm," The servant replied.

Chi Jingxi was stunned. "The heater is so big. He plans to move it himself?"

"When this servant arrived, he was already pushing the heater." The servant continued in a low voice, "Clearly a cripple, but can’t stay put."

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"You were there for a while. What did you tell him?" Chi Jingxi's tone didn't fluctuate. It seemed casual as usual.

"This servant asked him to be quieter and not to disturb the Master reading books. Who knew that the Cripple would say that his identity in the Academy is equal to that of the Master’s. He said there was no need to bow his head to Master. This is clearly Master's room, but he treats it as his own home." The servant’s chatter was full of reproach.