Chapter 107: Leizi Seeks Help
Compared to Wu Mengting, Chen Tianlong still trusts her more. Although Wu Mengting is hailed as one of the top school beauties at South Sea No.1 Middle School, Chen Tianlong knows her character well. Even if she moves to another city, she won’t forget him.
"See, even Chen Tianlong is on the same page with me. Your thinking just hasn’t progressed at all," Zhao Lei said smugly, shaking his head.
"Alright, go ahead and tell me which class’s unattractive girl it is, so I can have a laugh," Yang Fan said, covering his mouth and smiling.
"Well... the class representative of Class Six, Qiuju,"
Zhao Lei scratched his head and said.
"Come on, that’s one of the lower classes. How did you end up with someone from one of those?"
Yang Fan said with some surprise.
"Oh, so what if it’s a lower class? She’s the class representative and her grades are better than ours, plus she’s quite pretty too."
Zhao Lei’s face inadvertently reddened as he said this.
"Alright, well... not exactly a looker, but honestly, she’s okay,"
Yang Fan originally intended to mock Zhao Lei a bit but then thought, they’re all roommates, can’t be too harsh, after all, there’s no accounting for taste.
"Leizi, not bad, as long as you like her, don’t worry too much about her looks,"
Chen Tianlong naturally paid no mind to these things. Since he already had a goddess-like prospective girlfriend, he was bound to make such flippant remarks.
As expected, as soon as Chen Tianlong said this, Zhao Lei and Yang Fan looked at him with disdain.
Chen Tianlong chuckled bitterly and continued, "Do you both have crossed eyes? I’m speaking the truth, what’s suitable for you is the best."
"Well... okay."
The two nodded in agreement.
"Alright, that’s settled then. Tonight, you both have to come with me to the KTV because this is a decisive battle for my fate," Zhao Lei said.
"What do you mean?"
Yang Fan was taken aback, seeing Zhao Lei speaking as if he were going to risk his life, immediately becoming wary, thinking the guy wasn’t planning on getting them into a fight or to chase after a married woman.
"Here’s the thing, strictly speaking, she’s not my girlfriend yet. Tonight is the last battle. The class president of their class, Cui Jianhua, also likes her. Seeing me visiting her frequently these days, he challenged me, saying to bring some friends for a matchmaking competition tonight."
Zhao Lei said this, feeling as if the truth was unveiled, somewhat avoiding the gaze of his two roommates, after all it wasn’t to bring them to have fun, but to make up the numbers for the competition.
"Damn it, I knew you, you dead Leizi, had no good plan. Never saw you calling me when eating, drinking, and having fun, and now that you need help, you think of your buddies, sigh... really..."
"A hundred bucks each, going or not? Just say it."
Zhao Lei, seeing Yang Fan’s miserable tone, directly played his trump card with reluctance.
"Come on, we’re good roommates, good brothers, talking money hurts feelings, can’t you add another fifty?" Yang Fan leaned in directly, saying seriously to Zhao Lei.
"Cough cough cough... Yang Fan, can you not be so heartless? This is your roommate, lend a hand if you can."
Chen Tianlong felt the time was right, didn’t want them to really fall out, then it wouldn’t be fun.
"Haha, boss, I just see the guy being too stingy usually, thought I’d squeeze him a bit," Yang Fan said, covering his mouth and laughing.
Never thought that coming to South Sea No.1 Middle School, he’d meet a few friends he could really talk with, clearly Yang Fan was very happy.
This was a joy he had never felt at home.
"Alright, Leizi, I’ll go!"
Yang Fan didn’t care about the money anyway, he was just messing around earlier.
"I’m touched, truly touched, boss, and brother Yang Fan... I know you gritted your teeth to say this, but I really am touched, thank you both, please accept a bow from me."
With that, Zhao Lei knelt on the bed and started bowing to the two.
"Damn, Leizi, if you’re acting, do it properly, can you kneel on the floor?" Yang Fan said with some disdain.
"Oh, the floor hasn’t been mopped for a week."
Zhao Lei stubbornly refused to go down.
Chen Tianlong chuckled, with these two jokesters, his campus life was no longer dull and tasteless. Anyway, tomorrow was the weekend, nothing much to do on campus, so he agreed to go with Zhao Lei for a trip.
As expected, in the evening, Chen Tianlong and the others left the dorm. Zhao Lei walked ahead, making phone calls, presumably connecting with his prospective girlfriend, Qiuju.
In a short while, they saw a girl standing on the main road of the school, and Chen Tianlong snuck a glance at her.
This girl didn’t look like a good person, at least compared to someone like Wu Mengting, she seemed more arrogant, in plain terms, quite fierce.
If it weren’t for her being Zhao Lei’s prospective girlfriend, Chen Tianlong would definitely think of her as a delinquent girl.
Chen Tianlong estimated, she was about 1.63 meters tall, had a decent figure, curvy, fair-skinned face, wearing a light pink long dress.
The dress fluttered in the breeze, bringing a hint of allure.
However, Chen Tianlong was sure, she wasn’t his type.
"Qiuju, it’s Qiuju, she’s just up ahead, Boss, Yang Fan, let’s hurry over,"
Zhao Lei was excited, though he’d often gone to see her, it was during class time through the window or chatting a bit in the hallway after class.
But now was different. She agreed to come out in the evening, and even though this date involved many people, Zhao Lei was still very excited.
Looking at Zhao Lei’s blissful face, Chen Tianlong knew he really liked Qiuju and decided to fully support him.
While chatting, the three arrived beside Qiuju, and Zhao Lei hurried over to introduce his roommates to her. Qiuju gave a slight smile without speaking.
Given her personality, Qiuju came across as very aloof.
Just then, a black Audi pulled up in front of the group, freshly driven out of the garage.
The school’s garage was divided into upper and lower, going up a slope to the upper garage where the cars of the rich and powerful were generally parked.
The parking lot after the downhill was for the newly rich or various people with some extra money to park.
Evidently, this Audi likely belonged to someone with a moderately wealthy lifestyle, not very rich, but not lacking money either.
"Qiuju, get in my car, I’ll take you to open the private room first,"
A boy with well-defined features, slightly better looking than Zhao Lei, poked his head out and smiled at Qiuju.
This person was none other than the class president of Class Six, Cui Jianhua.
Three people were seated in the back of his car, which left only the front passenger seat available.
This was Cui Jianhua’s deliberate arrangement, fearing that Zhao Lei and his friends would squeeze into his car, leaving Qiuju no chance to sit alone in the front with him, and he also didn’t like being with Zhao Lei.
In short, this time he wanted to show off a bit, to make it clear his circumstances were better than Zhao Lei’s, hoping Zhao Lei would retreat and give up voluntarily.