CHAPTER 49: CHAPTER 49: ARE YOU THAT UGLY FREAK’S LACKEY?

Lan Yingjun is the president of the Student Union. If they start provoking and hitting someone, he will definitely step in to stop them.

Yu Xiaochun hesitated: "Wen Rou, we worked so hard to stall Ao Xinghao and finally got this chance, and we’re just going to let the ugly duckling go? I’m not satisfied!"

The scars on her face and arms from the caterpillars crawling over them haven’t faded yet.

Qin Wenrou blinked her almond-shaped eyes: "Or, maybe we could first give a little warning. Doesn’t she have a little follower..."

Yu Xiaochun’s eyes lit up: "Yes! Let’s take care of that village girl who serves the food! By then, the ugly duckling will either be so angry she’ll just stand there, or if she comes out to stop us, we’ll have an excuse to hit her! It’s not us wanting to hit her, it’s her coming out looking for trouble, and even Senior Brother Lan sees it, there’s no reason to stop us."

Yu Xiaochun, as if she got an even better idea, couldn’t wait to hang up the phone and pull in Huangfu Qian.

Qin Wenrou hung up the phone, her lips moved slightly: "It’s your own idea, I didn’t say anything..."

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Student Union, Sports Department.

Ao Xinghao glanced at the few ducks in the swimming pool, rolled his eyes impatiently: "Might as well quit if you’re so stupid. And you want to join the school’s winter sports meet? You’re wasting my time!"

He casually picked up his phone, wanting to tag Lan Qingxin in the class group chat to ask him to go eat at the canteen together.

Sigh, that little buddy still hasn’t accepted his friend request on WeChat, quite arrogant indeed.

He could only tag publicly.

Unexpectedly.

He hadn’t yet tapped the tag symbol, and those ducks, who were called over at the last minute to keep him busy, crowded nervously at his feet:

"God Ao, I don’t know how to do this frog style swim!"

"God Ao, please guide me!"

"God Ao, no one’s talking in the WeChat group, don’t look at it..."

Ao Xinghao cast a sidelong glance at them: "Shut up—!"

Stupid is one thing, but why so much nonsense?

Just as he was about to reprimand, suddenly, a thought flashed across his mind.

"How do you all know I’m checking the WeChat group?"

His eyes deepened as he scrolled up the chat history: "Is there something unspeakable in there?"

The swimming pool was filled with gasps.

Oh no.

They couldn’t stop God Ao...

Sure enough.

When Ao Xinghao saw the photos in the group of Lan Qingxin sitting alone by the window eating, followed by a bunch of sarcastic comments.

He "shoosh—" stood up.

He strode out, heading straight for Second Canteen!

"Damn it, playing tricks on me with a ’tiger away from the mountain’ strategy? Are you tired of living?"

Along the way, he picked up stainless steel napkin holders from the tables, flinging them behind him one by one.

The swimming pool echoed with cries of pain and misery!

Ao Xinghao didn’t even look back, but the stainless steel napkin holders accurately hit each of the heads of the sports department guys!

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In the Second Canteen.

Huangfu Qian and Yu Xiaochun’s group, each holding a bowl of soup over rice, circled around and returned to the serving window.

"Hey, village girl!"

"What are you staring at, we’re calling you!"

"Get out here!"

Xiangxiang was dumbfounded and walked to the outside of the serving window, nervously wiping her hands on the apron: "Is there something you need, classmates?"

"Do you think there’s a problem or not?"

"What is this rice you served?"

"It’s got cockroach and rat droppings in it. What’s your intention?"

Xiangxiang shook her head: "That’s impossible, the canteen is very hygienic..."

Huangfu Qian sneered: "The canteen is hygienic, but you are filthy! Today, unless you finish eating all these cockroach and rat dropping-filled rice, you’re not leaving this place!"

Xiangxiang thought she heard wrong.

How could anyone be so unreasonable?

The next second.

Yu Xiaochun and the others poured their bowls of soup over rice one after another with a "clang, clang, clang" right in front of Xiangxiang’s window.

The soup splashed all over the floor!

After Huangfu Qian and the others finished pouring, with the window and the floor covered in dirty food scraps, they stepped forward.

"I heard you’re the ugly duckling Lan Qingxin’s running dog, so just like a dog, lick up the food!"

She sneered, suddenly inverting the bowl on Xiangxiang’s head!

[——Mini Theater——]

Lord Qing: I heard you want to jump the queue and have me test your robot development?

Young Master Jue: Hmm, let me queue cut?

Lord Qing: Busy now, maybe in a few days.

Young Master Jue: I want it tonight.

Lord Qing: ...

(Suddenly realizes)

No way!

Damned man!

You’re so suggestive, why don’t you just fly!

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