Qin Mohan finally showed a trace of life in his eyes as he looked at Lin Hao, breathing a silent sigh of relief. He chose to ignore everything Lin Hao had just said.
His inner turmoil had long since settled when it came to Lin Hao's jokes. The initial impulse was gone, a testament to how terrifying habit could be.
Thinking this, Qin Mohan shook his head helplessly.
Some things, it seemed, one had to get used to.
The entire class was silently watching the two by the window at the back. One was the school's pride, and the other was feared to bully that pride.
Encountering such shameless classmates for the first time was a considerable shock. Seeing Qin Mohan left speechless and shaking his head, how could they stand for it? Of course, they couldn't.
To them, Qin Mohan was an idol, a god. Gods were not to be joked with.
At this moment, the "Qin Bao Protectors" group chat instantly hit 999+ messages.
Class One Girl: "Shameless."
Cute Little Squirrel immediately sent an emoji, then said, "Right, right, how can anyone be so shameless?" with an angry face.
Goddess of Nine Billion Dreams: "How does Classmate Qin endure it?" followed by a string of heartbroken emojis.
Jinghong: "Is it not even allowed to look at the scenery these days? How dare he say such things? What right does he have to assume Qin classmates were looking at him?" with a bristling face.
【Group Leader】Cute Jiajia: "Did you see Qin classmates shake his head? How much grievance must he have suffered to bear it all alone, shaking his head and sighing?" followed by a cascade of heartbroken emojis.
The girls sitting in the front row weren't paying attention to the lesson at all, their thoughts entirely on Qin Mohan. They kept glancing back, their faces full of worry.
Qin Bao's Guardian: "Jiajia, don't be afraid, we'll protect brother." Jiajia's deskmate grabbed her hand, her eyes filled with determination, as if nothing could stop them from protecting the great Qin.
Qin Bao's Guardian: "The ones speaking above, change your nicknames. I'll be using this from now on. And Jiajia, don't be scared. He's just someone with no background. You don't need to step in; my family is enough." with a threatening face + cleaver emoji.
"I'm not changing it, you should! Why should I?"
"Then I won't either."
"You woman, you're so shameless."
"You are!"
【Group Leader】Cute Jiajia enabled full mute: "Stop arguing. It's not the time to fight. The most important thing now is how to deal with certain people."
The teacher on the podium was silently wiping sweat. Why was it not time to get off class yet? Everyone in the class, except Qin Mohan, was either sleeping or daydreaming. The teachers in this school were afraid to say anything, lest a single word from these students cause them trouble.
"Ding ding ding, class is dismissed. Thank you for your hard work, teacher." A soft electronic voice entered everyone's ears.
The teacher said nothing and quickly left the classroom as if being chased by dogs, not even looking back.
As soon as the teacher left, the classroom erupted in noise. All the girls swarmed around one girl, talking about something.
Qin Mohan slowly organized his notes from the last class. The sunlight fell on the side of his face, softening his stern features, making him seem less distant.
Seeing this, all the girls, unable to scream, exchanged knowing glances and quickly took out their phones, frantically taking pictures to use as wallpapers.
The sunlight also fell on Lin Hao's eyes, but it wasn't as gentle as it was on Qin Mohan. Unable to bear the glare, Lin Hao's eyes half-opened as he woke. He adjusted his focus, slowly stood up, and pulled the curtain by the window to block the sun that was disturbing his dream.
Lin Hao looked with satisfaction at the peaceful environment for sleeping. As soon as he sat down and adjusted his posture, he prepared to go back to sleep.
"Still want to sleep?" a clear, cold voice reached Lin Hao's ears.
Lin Hao groggily searched for the source of the voice and finally saw his deskmate. "What's up?" he asked, his voice still husky from sleep, yet alluring and tempting.
"Next period is physical education," Qin Mohan said before walking out.
Lin Hao was left bewildered.
The lively break quickly passed. Qin Mohan walked down the empty corridor, repeatedly asking himself why he had said those words just now. It wasn't like him at all; he wouldn't have been so meddlesome before.
However, thinking about the expression on someone's face just after waking up, his doubts vanished. Even his walking posture seemed a bit off, as if he were avoiding something.
Lin Hao, who had been in a deep sleep, regained his senses after a while. He walked unhurriedly towards the sports field. Passing by Class Two, he saw that there weren't many people inside, so he knew they had also gone to P.E.
After walking only a few steps, Lin Hao heard, "Son, come play with Dad?" He didn't turn around and kept walking.
"Didn't you hear Dad talking to you?" The voice behind him saw that he hadn't stopped and quickly ran to Lin Hao's back, jumping up to hook his arm around Lin Hao's neck.
Lin Hao was significantly taller than the person behind him, and being hooked around the neck was very uncomfortable. He stopped and looked down at Hu Tu, saying, "Hu Tu, get down, Dad."
"Who told you not to respond when Dad called you? You've made your old father so sad." Hu Tu didn't let go of Lin Hao, but rather pressed down on him.
Hearing this, Lin Hao didn't say anything more and quickly slipped out from under Hu Tu's arm. He then kicked him in the back. Hu Tu hadn't expected Lin Hao to be so rough and momentarily lost his balance, falling to the ground face-first. Lin Hao then walked towards the locker room without looking back.
"You bastard, Lin Ritian, don't let me catch you by your pigtails. I'll make you cry and call me Dad someday," Hu Tu cursed from the ground.
After cursing for a long time with no response, Hu Tu quickly got up and headed towards the locker room. Just as he reached the entrance, he saw Lin Hao, who had already changed. His simple, breathable athletic wear showcased Lin Hao's physique perfectly. His flaxen hair fluttered in the wind, and his tanned skin was mesmerizing.
For a moment, Hu Tu stared at Lin Hao, mesmerized.
Lin Hao looked at the person standing in front of him, staring blankly, and smiled. "Son, have you fallen for Dad? I'm so sorry, but you're not my type." Lin Hao said with a look of apology.
Hearing this, Hu Tu subconsciously continued Lin Hao's sentence, asking, "Then what type do you like?"
"Me? Of course, I like little beauties like my deskmate. Who would like a rough guy like you?" Lin Hao said, his face showing disgust towards Hu Tu.
Hu Tu, snapping back to reality, saw the disgust on Lin Hao's face. Goosebumps instantly rose on his skin. He hugged his arms, trying to soothe them, but the more he tried, the more goosebumps appeared.
Damn, you gay bastard.
I thought he liked my goddess, but he's just a gay guy, wasting my feelings.
As Hu Tu passed Lin Hao, he spat at him and turned to go into the changing room.
Peh, bad luck.
Lin Hao, left standing there, laughed like a dog.