CHAPTER 998: CHAPTER 575: STILL GOING OR NOT?

Evening self-study break.

Due to Wu Yunzhi’s warning, Dan Kaiquan didn’t go to the field to look for trouble. He chose to hit the gym, and he invited his good friend Guo Kunnan to go with him.

Upon hearing the commotion, Zhang Chi, Huang Yuzhu, Song Sheng, and Qiang Li surprisingly followed along.

The group formed a coalition, creating the Class 8 F6.

After Song Sheng left, his seat became vacant, and Lu Qiqi came over from the back row to chat with Yu Wen.

Despite their various rivalries and frequent disagreements, friendship still existed between them.

As Lu Qiqi came over, she noticed Zhao Qianqian applying nail polish. Lu Qiqi was quite impressed by this ’pretend woman’; during the school anniversary, Zhao Qianqian shockingly wore a skirt, opening Lu Qiqi’s eyes.

Zhao Qianqian was very slim, with a layer of lipstick on his lips as Lu Qiqi went directly from behind him to Song Sheng’s seat.

Yu Wen was complaining to Dong Qingfeng: "There’s a perverted cashier in our school’s little supermarket. While all the other cashiers are women, he’s the only man. Last time I bought something, I saw him touching a girl’s hand during checkout!"

With a pursuit for truth, Dong Qingfeng asked: "Was it just once or does he touch hands often?"

Jiang Yanan commented from the side: "Often, more than one girl’s hand has been touched by him."

"If you don’t believe it, check the post on Tieba. Several girls have posted about it, and many have replied to the thread."

Dong Qingfeng didn’t look pleased: "That’s too much, isn’t this just being a hooligan?"

Faced with such a lowlife who touches schoolgirls’ hands, Dong Qingfeng naturally wouldn’t side with him.

Jiang Yanan: "Yes, right now there’s nothing that can be done. The school hasn’t dealt with it."

Lu Qiqi disdainfully said: "If he dared to touch my hand, I’d slap him right away and show him my strength."

Jiang Yanan advised: "Better not. That person is a pervert. What if he gets angry and hits you?"

Perhaps someone nearby could break up the fight, but if caught off guard, you’d definitely be hit several times.

"From now on, try not to buy things from the small supermarket." Jiang Yanan suggested, being the conservative type, not one for risks.

Seeing her troubled expression, Dong Qingfeng said: "How about this, I’ll tell the homeroom teacher later and let him handle it."

Such matters that students can’t resolve, placed on teachers, are actually not difficult.

Yu Wen shook her head, looking secretive: "I heard that places like small stores that make money for the school are run by relatives of people connected to the school, so the homeroom teacher might find it difficult."

Jiang Yanan nodded, agreeing, "It’s all like that."

Dong Qingfeng: "Let’s give it a try."

He couldn’t just watch those youthful and lovely girls get their hands touched by a greasy man.

A hand you can’t touch, how can you let others defile?

As they discussed injustices on campus and brainstormed solutions, they suddenly heard a coquettish "hmph!" nearby.

Dong Qingfeng and the others turned to see the new classmate Zhao Qianqian’s uplifted profile.

His facial lines were soft, his pale complexion had some blush applied, coupled with his skinny shoulders and protruding Adam’s apple, giving the impression reminiscent of an ancient eunuch.

Zhao Qianqian gazed over, his voice leisurely, not like a man’s deep tone, but more like a girl’s sharpness:

"Why would you need a teacher to deal with a hooligan?"

His attitude carried a strong sense of disdain, as if this was just a trivial matter.

Dong Qingfeng wasn’t pleased by this, but his upbringing kept him silent. He asked for guidance, "Oh? What’s your insight, classmate?"

Zhao Qianqian twisted his waist, twisting his body, with a very glamorous pose.

Yu Wen sneaked a glance and found this boy’s waist was slimmer than hers.

Zhao Qianqian lifted his index finger and tossed it forward lightly, his figure also arched: "If you want to see, follow me~"

Jiang Yanan and Yu Wen exchanged glances and eventually decided to follow along, curious to see how Zhao Qianqian would handle the greasy hooligan.

...

As several groups left, Class 8 became much emptier, and Duan Shigang discreetly arrived at the four-connected seats.

He thought for a moment and asked, "Ma Shicheng, I heard you have a lot of ideas. I have a friend who got cheated on. Could you think of a way to give him a heads-up?"

Cui Yu, nearby, looked at Duan Shigang with sympathy, full of compassion: "Is this ’friend’ you?"

Duan Shigang hurriedly waved his hand, "It’s not me! Whoever dares to cheat on me, I’d destroy them!"

Ma Shicheng paused his game, laughing, "You could try giving your friend a green diamond as a hint."

Duan Shigang thought it might be worth a shot but was somewhat reluctant to spend the money, as the price of a green diamond was equivalent to a meal, so he was quite torn.

He sat at his seat, pondering deeply.

No choice, as the one who got cheated on was his former underling.

He saw for himself that his underling’s girlfriend was being flirtatious with others. As the former leader, Duan Shigang always felt he should shoulder some responsibility, after all, there’s still a connection there.

’Hateful, so hateful!’ Duan Shigang lamented, feeling the heartlessness of women.

’When you’re down, she won’t accompany you. When you rise again, who is she?’

He lamented the fate of a good brother, and his own destiny too.

...

The small supermarket at Fourth Middle School, the four steps in front, with people coming and going.

Many students seized the evening self-study break to buy snacks like spicy strips, duck necks, shrimp chips, small bread, drinks, etc., since the last period was self-study.

Zhao Qianqian walked ahead, while Jiang Yanan and others lagged a few steps behind.

Yu Wen exchanged a glance, curious about what solution he had?

Jiang Yanan expressed her confusion, speaking in a low voice: "Is he going to reveal someone’s hooligan behavior publicly?"

Dong Qingfeng: "Hard to say. Let’s watch first."

As they entered the cafeteria, their eyes searched for the cashier, a man in his early thirties, average looking, slightly rough-skinned, single eyelids, with a somewhat large nose.