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    It was a gray morning with a heavy drizzle.

    Although it was already late autumn, the temperature remained high. The humid and sultry air made Pei Yu unbutton two buttons of his shirt irritably.

    As soon as Pei Yu entered the school, he keenly felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere. Many people seemed to be whispering when they saw him, and they looked at him differently than usual.

    Zhao Sijia held an umbrella and hurriedly met him face to face, and said hello to him with a smile.

    “Did something happen again?” Pei Yu asked distractedly, frowning.

    Zhao Sijia looked hesitant, paused for a moment before lowering her voice and said: “Have you seen the hot posts on our campus forum? Many people said that you and Professor Mo have an unusual private relationship, and they also said that you scored so high in the exam all because of her.”

    “Boring.” Pei Yu sneered disdainfully.

    “So…you guys…really don’t have anything to do?” Zhao Sijia originally didn’t want to inquire about other people’s private affairs, but since Pei Yu spoke first, her curiosity could no longer be contained.

    Pei Yu snorted noncommittally and deliberately changed the focus: “Whether I can rely on myself or not will be known in the future… It’s really ridiculous that a mid-term exam can make people so jealous that they spread rumors.”

    “That’s right… don’t take it to heart.” Zhao Sijia has always been very discerning and would stop when she sees fit and follow what he says.

    “Well, I’m going to the library.” Pei Yu waved to her.

    Pei Yu thought as he walked that he had to be more careful in the future. After all, it didn’t matter to him if three people became a tiger, but she had always been peaceful and focused on academics and shouldn’t have to bear these filthy words.

    “Hey, isn’t this Pei Yu, who is a freshman…” Zhong Xiaoyang, a senior at the law school, was discussing his graduation thesis with a few classmates in the corridor of the library. When he saw Pei Yu walking in, he whistled at him, “I heard that you slept with Professor Mo as soon as you entered the school? Not bad.”

    Pei Yu didn’t seem to hear, so he took out an umbrella bag at the door, carefully arranged and folded the dripping umbrella and put it into the bag.

    Zhong Xiaoyang is also a famous figure in T University. Now that he is being ignored so blatantly, he is naturally very unhappy. He walks over and stretches out his arms to stop him, with provocative eyes: “I heard that you are an orphan? Are you being kept by Professor Mo? There is nothing cheap about you, tsk…”

    Pei Yu calmly walked around he and continued walking.

    “Junior brother, tell us, how does Professor Mo feel when you sleep? Do her breasts feel good to touch?” Cheng Mu, who often hangs out with Zhong Xiaoyang, then grabbed Pei Yu, “Although a woman like Professor Mo is not young, she has never been in contact with many men at first glance. Is the fungus still pink?”

    Pei Yu stopped and looked at he, with a cold tone: “You’d better shut up.”

    “Hey, the junior is angry, we are so scared, hahahahaha…” Chen Jingwei also came over and asked, “Have you ever had sex from behind? Professor Mo’s round and plump ass, tsk tsk… it’s very exciting, right?”

    Pei Yu couldn’t contain his anger almost instantly. He grabbed him by the collar and pulled him closer: “You say it again?”

    “Yo, yo, little brother is angry,” Zhong Xiaoyang smiled unbridled, walked over and said, “Okay, okay, let’s fuck everyone’s sexual fantasy objects, what’s wrong with us letting you share the user experience? Why are you pretending to be an upright and good student…”

    “Yeah, which boy hasn’t fantasized about having sex with Professor Mo,” Chen Jingwei smiled confidently and looked directly into he’s angry eyes, “How did you hook up with him? You were having fun with some seniors…”

    He was punched by Pei Yu before he finished speaking. In an instant, he was thrown backward and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood and a tooth.

    “Fuck! You are looking for death!” Chen Jingwei was so angry that he stood up and was about to fight back.

    Pei Yu nimbly bent over and threw his back onto Zhong Xiaoyang and Cheng Mu, who were about to rush over. The three of them fell to the ground with grinning teeth at the same time, letting out several screams.

    The screams of other students were heard around him, and library security guards quickly arrived.

    Zhong Xiaoyang stood up with a livid face, pointed at Pei Yu and said viciously: “Do you know who you have offended? Just wait to be kicked out of school, you idiot.”

    Cheng Mu and Chen Jingwei also got up from the ground, knowing that they couldn’t beat him. They raised their middle fingers at he and followed Zhong Xiaoyang as if no one was around.

    The security guard didn’t seem to see the three people. He pointed at Pei Yu and said, “You, come with me to the Academic Affairs Office.”

    Pei Yu was so angry that his hands trembled. He was shouted out again before he came to his senses and went to the Academic Affairs Office with the security guard.

    There were many people in the library, and the news about Pei Yu fighting with others quickly spread, and the rumors that he was about to be expelled from school also became more and more intense.

    “It’s not good to offend anyone. Those three people have backgrounds that ordinary people can’t afford to offend.”

    “I heard it was for Professor Mo…”

    “No way…?”

    “But Pei Yu has the guts to dare to take action. He already disliked you. It’s a huge shame.”

    “Yes, if you are dropped out of school, you will have to take the exam again… Anyway, it is said that he is only sixteen years old, and ordinary people are only in the first grade of high school when they are sixteen.”

    No one expected that the final result of this matter would be that the three of them were placed on probation and publicly apologized to Pei Yu.

    As soon as the results came out, rumors about Pei Yu’s family background immediately started to spread.

    “What’s going on? This is…Zhong Cheng and Chen have been arrogant for four years and no one cares about them, but they were beaten up and put on probation instead?”

    “The library has surveillance, and it was they who made the insulting remarks first.”

    “You said, the Pei Yu family…could it be the Pei family?”

    “No way, didn’t you hear that he is an orphan?”

    “If he is that Pei family… With this background, do you still need to get the top prize? Wouldn’t it be better to go to Haye Oxbridge directly?”

    “Yes…but he is usually too low-key, and everyone doesn’t know much about him…”

    Mo Jie later realized that Pei Yu had had a fight a few days ago from various rumors.

    “Why are you fighting?” Mojie believed that he had the obligation to educate his children and called him to the bedroom to ask him.

    Pei Yu didn’t want to explain those things to her, so he just admitted his mistake: “Mom, I was wrong… I won’t fight in the future.”

    Mo Jie originally wanted to reprimand him a few more words, but he admitted his mistake quickly and neatly, leaving her speechless. He glared at him and asked, “Then are you hurt?”

    “No.” Pei Yu shook his head obediently.

    “Didn’t you hear that there were three people on the other side?” Mo Jie looked at him suspiciously, “You’re not hurt at all?”

    Pei Yu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and glanced back with searching eyes: “If you want me to take off my clothes, just ask.”

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    The dividing line for casual conversation

    _(:з ∠)_To be honest, I’m quite afraid of “reading what I write because you like me as a person” (I don’t know if I accidentally set up some strange character), because I have a shadow, which has always been the case since I was a child.Because the Chinese teacher liked me very much and used my bad essays as model essays (even my summer vacation diary, which I wrote 30 articles in a day, was posted as a model essay, and it was very embarrassing to be publicly executed). The deepest impression on me was in high school.Once upon a time, I got a score of about 40 points in an essay test (for exam-oriented essays, it was normal for us to score 60 points and above 55 points in those days. I don’t know what the situation is now). However, the Chinese teacher still read it aloud as a model essay and said that the teacher who corrected the paper could not understand my profound perspective on the question and thought I was off topic.

    And it’s very common for science students to write novels… The science fiction/mystery novel writers I like are basically all from science majors. Aren’t those who are really from liberal arts majors writing serious literature instead of popular novels?

    In addition, I am actually a mysophobic person. For example… I don’t know if there are girls who have the same logic as me: I don’t hate a boy who chases me, but I hate his ex-girlfriend. Then I will feel very depressed, because I think he has poor taste and being liked by him is a bad thing… In the same way, I actually also have this kind of mysophobia towards readers. I want her to be a reader who I don’t like.If you don’t like my writing, I feel like I’m really unlovable (´・ω・`)…

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