Chapter 256: The Terrifying Man
From the conversation between Han Yixuan and Pei Ningle, it was clear that both of them liked Wang Heng, and Lu Qi did too. They were all love rivals…
But, how could this be possible?
In Fu Jiu’s memory, it was always other boys who liked Qi Qi Jie, never Qi Qi Jie liking a boy. How could the aloof role model of so many years suddenly put aside her pride and compete with other girls for a boy? However, Han Yixuan and Pei Ningle couldn’t have known she was eavesdropping and deliberately acting for fun, could they?
Fu Jiu stood in place, holding her head, her mind a complete mess.
She finally began to ponder what Lu Qi had assigned her to do—if Lu Qi liked Wang Heng, then having her probe into Wang Heng and Pei Ningle’s relationship seemed more reasonable.
But who exactly is this Wang Heng? Han Yixuan and Pei Ningle are one thing, but for even the eternally cold Qi Qi Jie to be melted is too terrifying!
After thinking for a long time, Fu Jiu silently turned and walked back. She felt that, at least for today, she couldn’t face Han Yixuan and Pei Ningle.
She took out her mobile phone and dialed Lu Qi’s number.
“Hello, Qi Qi Jie, I have something I want to ask you…”
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Several hours later, Fu Jiu returned to Lu Qi’s office. This time, the relaxed and lively atmosphere was completely gone. The sisters faced each other, gazing intently, the air seemingly filled with an unspeakable awkwardness.
After a long silence, Lu Qi, sitting behind the office desk, suddenly said, “You know everything…”
Fu Jiu stood on the other side of the desk, her eyes still filled with disbelief. “You actually admitted it?”
Lu Qi pursed her lips. “It’s the truth, I just didn’t want to tell you. But since you’ve already heard it, I have nothing to deny.”
Fu Jiu slapped the desk with both hands and couldn’t help but exclaim, “But this is wrong!”
Lu Qi retorted, “Where is it wrong?”
Fu Jiu thought for a moment and said, “Stealing someone else’s boyfriend, isn’t that a terrible thing?”
“Who is Wang Heng’s boyfriend?” Lu Qi said with a cold laugh. “You could tell from the conversation between those two, Han Yixuan isn’t in a romantic relationship with him at all.”
Fu Jiu frowned and thought for a few more seconds, muttering, “Then you still can’t snatch someone else’s man!”
Lu Qi’s eyes widened, and she said without hesitation, “Why shouldn’t I fight for what I like? Should I just stand by and watch him be with someone else?”
Fu Jiu: “But you used to…”
Lu Qi: “That was before I met someone I liked. Let me tell you, Xiao Jiu, if you like something, and you are truly, deeply sure you like it, then you must strive for it until you hold it tightly in your hands.”
Looking at her cousin’s determined face, Fu Jiu seemed to understand something and slowly nodded.
However, the girl soon raised another question, “Qi Qi Jie, then if Wang Heng is already the boyfriend of one of them, you wouldn’t try to snatch him, right?”
“Of course not.”
As she gave this answer, a smile that seemed to be for a young child appeared on Lu Qi’s face.
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For the past few days, Wang Heng has been in a trial stage.
For the World Cup matches, he could only remember some classic games. The group stage, with 48 matches from 32 to 16, only left a few in his memory. For example, the goal-fest between defending champion Spain and Netherlands.
“It’s too fake,” Tang Hexing exclaimed. “How could Spain concede five goals to Netherlands? It’s too fake, too fake…”
Wang Heng, having just finished packing his schoolbag, casually replied, “Whether you look at it from a scientific or metaphysical perspective, this outcome is normal. What’s fake about it?”
Tang Hexing was unconvinced. “How is it normal?”
Wang Heng: “Because they were the champions, they thought they were strong and didn’t bother to change. Four years passed, their lineup only aged, with no fresh blood, and everyone else figured out their strategies, so naturally, they’d be unlucky.”
Tang Hexing: “Is that a scientific analysis? What about the metaphysical side?”
Wang Heng: “Think about Italy, the World Cup champion eight years ago. Didn’t they get eliminated in the group stage four years ago? And the champion before that, Brazil, lost in the knockout stage eight years ago. Even worse, the champion before that, France, was eliminated from the group stage without scoring a single goal twelve years ago. So, there’s something called the champion’s curse in the World Cup.”
Tang Hexing was stunned. “Is it that mystical? It can’t be, right?”
Wang Heng shrugged. “You’ll know when you see Spain’s match record this time.”
Tang Hexing thought for a moment, then suddenly beat his chest in frustration. “Ah, it would have been great if you told me earlier! If I had bet fifty yuan on Netherlands winning, I would have had my food expenses for two days covered.”
Wang Heng smiled without saying a word.
Of course, he couldn’t say that he had directly bet on Netherlands winning by more than three goals, and his hundreds of thousands had multiplied several times over, bringing in over three million in income.
Fu Hanwen suddenly asked, “Teacher Wang, are you going to watch a game again?”
Wang Heng shook his head. “No, I just have something to take care of outside and will be back in the evening.”
Fu Hanwen winked mischievously. “Is it something with a girl?”
His roommate had guessed correctly. Wang Heng was indeed invited by Pei Ningle and Han Yixuan to discuss the music festival they were going to perform at in a few days. Moreover, on the phone, Pei Ningle had vaguely mentioned words like ‘surprise.’ But how could he possibly admit such a thing to his single roommates?
Wang Heng said with a straight face, “I’m going alone to find a place to watch. By the way, since the exams are over, when are you guys going home?”
Tang Hexing: “My home isn’t far from school, I can go back anytime.”
Fu Hanwen: “In a few more days. I haven’t bought my train ticket yet.”
Wang Heng nodded, then suddenly lowered his voice and pointed in the direction of the toilet. “Then, if you stay in the dormitory, you need to be careful of him.”
The person currently using the toilet was Wang Ke.
Fu Hanwen scratched his head, somewhat confused. “Why?”
Wang Heng: “I saw Xiao Ke looking at fake-boy magazines, more than once.”
Fu Hanwen and Tang Hexing were instantly horrified.
“Actually, I can probably guess his thought process,” Wang Heng continued in a low voice. “Starting from being a loli enthusiast, he discovered that he wasn’t limited to liking lolis. As long as they look cute, it doesn’t matter if they are male or female…”
Tang Hexing couldn’t help but sigh, “Xiao Ke, what a terrifying man!”
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When Wang Heng knocked on Pei Ningle’s front door, it wasn’t Pei Ningle or Han Yixuan who opened it, but Fu Jiu.
The little girl was also wearing pigtails and a short skirt today, looking very cute. But upon seeing Wang Heng, her small face turned pale, and she instinctively took a few steps back.
Wang Heng touched his face and couldn’t help but ask, “Is there something wrong with me today?”
Fu Jiu quickly shook her head.
Wang Heng asked again, “Are you afraid of me?”
Fu Jiu nodded, then suddenly realized and quickly shook her head again.
Wang Heng looked at the fear in the girl’s eyes, like she had witnessed Cthulhu, and became even more confused—what could have happened to make Fu Jiu react this way?
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