Chapter 9, Fight Your Own Battles

Ye Shuo stared blankly from behind, his phone slipping from his hand to the table, producing a loud crash.

Fisher asked her, "Do you need your mother to back you up? Although I am older now, taking on two at once is not a problem."

The clothing was still the school uniform, and the hair was still styled in straight bangs. His gaze shifted to the girl's backpack, which had been replaced with a different one. Then, Zhao Ruyang looked back at Feng Yayi again

No, I don't want to do anything, I will go clean up!" said the boy wearing glasses immediately.

"Why are we getting new books? It's not even the start of a new semester, and the midterm exams are approaching." Zhao Ruoyang pressed down on the book with one hand, stopping her movement.

If the teacher sees this, he will definitely ask him what is going on. He does not want to get involved in the struggles of the big shots

As he ran outside while holding Feng Ya, he shouted: "Make sure the seats are clean for me; if they are not clean, you will see what happens!"

Hearing this, Zhao Ruyang let out a sigh. He buried his head between her knees and said in a muffled voice, "As long as you don't cry, as long as you don't cry"

When returning to school, Feng Yayi changed to a new backpack and went to the office to collect new textbooks. Someone had already reported Feng Yayi's strange behavior during self-study class to the homeroom teacher. Teacher Chen looked at Feng Yayi with some concern and asked, "Is someone bullying you, forcing you to do things you don't like?"

His voice reverberated throughout the corridor, and Feng Ya, who had just climbed to the fourth floor, inwardly exclaimed that it was bad. She immediately ran out and grabbed Zhao Ruyang's arm, saying, "Zhao Ruyang, let's go!"

After a long hesitation, Feng Ya still asked the question

Is telling the teacher everything considered the best approach? Feng Ya has her own plans

"Should I get to know her?" Feng Ya retorted

Seeing that she did not intend to adopt a good strategy, Teacher Chen sighed. How had he not noticed before that this well-behaved little girl was so stubborn?

Feng Ya felt a warmth in her nose from his words, and the feeling of being isolated and helpless surged back to her heart. She looked at Zhao Ruyang, tears welling in her eyes, sparkling brightly

Sun Miao did not continue to ask Feng Ya Yi why she mentioned Fu Li Yu, as she knew that if Feng Ya Yi did not want to talk about something, she would certainly not disclose it to others, and Sun Miao was well aware of her temperament

The boy was grabbed by the collar, and the glasses hanging on his nose were about to slide down to his chin. He looked astonished and argued, "Why isn't it Feng Ya Yi?"

"You seem a bit different today," Zhao Ruyang said

Mom, stay calm, I can handle this. " Feng Ya gently grasped her mother's arm and said slowly

She shyly rubbed her nose and said, "I... I might not be able to cry right now"

It is a serious inquiry, and she can discern the concern between the lines.

The morning self-study session is about to end, and the bell is about to ring. Zhao Ruyang is indifferent, and surprisingly, Feng Ya also seems unconcerned, while the boy standing there is anxiously waiting.

Fu Liyu, get out here right now! Zhao Ruyang insisted relentlessly

Seeing that the boy was about to go crazy, Zhao Ruoyang pushed him aside and said: "Go sit over there, and I'll call you when I need you to come back."

Where is it different?" Feng Ya asked again

Some issues can be temporarily avoided, but there are certain issues that must be confronted directly

Teacher Chen was somewhat surprised as she observed Feng Ya in front of her; the girl's competitive spirit took her aback. Teacher Chen then said, "If you are being bullied by Zhao Ruyang, I can help you change your seat, or I can apply for you to change classes. Sometimes, it is unnecessary to waste time on such trivial matters"

Sun Miao laughed on the other end of the phone; her family truly embodies this kind of personality. On the surface, they appear sweet and gentle, but in reality, they are quite unique individuals. She shows no interest in people or matters that do not concern her, no matter how famous they may be; if she does not like them, she simply does not like them.

Seeing that Feng Yayi was about to cry, Zhao Ruyang, in a state of panic, rushed to her side, bent down, and lifted both her and the chair together, running out of the classroom.

Feng Yayi had not yet reacted when she saw the scenery around her shifting, and the pleasant scent of Zhao Ruyang filled her nostrils. By the time she regained her senses, there was only one thought in her mind:

What is her relationship with Zhao Ruyang

Thinking of this, he called out to the class monitor, but Feng Ya seemed to be oblivious, sticking adhesive labels onto the cover.

Zhao Ruyang was stunned by her appearance, and he did not dare to make a sound. In a flurry, he rummaged through his pocket but could not find a single tissue. At that moment, he remembered that there was a pack of paper in his drawer, although it had already been buried under garbage

His cheeks were warm, and through the thin denim fabric, Feng Ya could feel the warmth that belonged to Zhao Ruyang

Feng Ya raised her head, and Zhao Ruyang happened to be standing right in front of her. Feng Ya pressed her lips together and remained silent. Just as Zhao Ruyang was about to ask further, he suddenly noticed his messy seat.

Zhao Ruyang moved her to the corner of the stairs and carefully placed her there. He crouched down, his hands resting on Feng Yayi's knees. The boy's breath was unsteady as he said, "You... you can... you can cry now."

This operation is truly impressive, simply unprecedented.

He was tall with long legs, able to cover an entire flight of stairs in just three or four steps. As soon as Feng Ya stood up, Zhao Ruyang had already vanished from her sight

For reasons he could not articulate, he felt that she seemed to be venting something, as if she had been wronged but did not express it directly. Although Feng Ya maintained a neutral expression, Zhao Ruyang could not shake off this feeling.

Am I flying?

Zhao Ruyang calmed down for a moment and simply sat on the ground. He looked up at Feng Ya and asked, "What exactly is going on?"

Feng Ya appeared calm and composed, showing no signs of indignation. Fisher understood his daughter; her temperament was similar to that of her father. Although she seemed unperturbed, she had already formulated a plan.

She bit her lip, forcibly swallowing the words she wanted to say. She said, "It's nothing."

Feng Yayi did not know where she found the strength, she wrapped her arms around Zhao Ruyang's waist and desperately pulled him back. While pulling Zhao Ruyang, she shouted: "Zhao Ruyang, I will fight my own battles!"

The girl took a plastic cover out of her bag and began to rewrap the new books one by one. While she was attending to her tasks, a cold, nasal voice sounded from above her head:

When Zhao Ruoyang heard there was a spider in the backpack, he had already clenched his fists. He endured until the end, and when he saw Feng Ya press her lips together, an uncontrollable anger suddenly filled his heart

Zhao Ruyang crouched down beside Feng Yay, resting one hand on the table while gently tapping her arm with the other. Feng Yay turned her face and asked, "What’s wrong?"

Feng Ya still did not speak, continuing to cover the book cover with plastic lamination

Zhao Ruoyang, sitting at Yeshuo's desk, glanced at Feng Ya with a hint of curiosity, wondering why the little hamster seemed different today compared to usual

Many people were eager to watch the unfolding drama involving Feng Ya Yi, but unexpectedly, Zhao Ru Yang casually picked up a male student and said to him: "You, come with me to clean up that mess."

I heard from Ye Shuo that the two had a close relationship for a period of time. However, you know, everyone says they had an affair with Zhao, but Ye Shuo hasn't seen anyone who has had such an affair come and go 4201

Zhao Ruyang was in a fit of anger, and he could hardly hear a word from Feng Ya. He headed straight for Class 17 and kicked open the door with one swift motion. He slammed his hand on the classroom door and shouted, "Fu Liyu, get out here!"

It is truly warm

At such a young age, she has already debuted as a model. It is said that her current goal is to pursue a major in performing arts at University X, and she aspires to become an actress in the future. Fu Liyu does not come to school often now, as she claims to be studying acting outside.

Thank you, Teacher Chen, but such trivial matters do not affect my life, " Feng Ya said firmly

"Feng Ya!" shouted a boy.

Hearing this, Zhao Ruyang narrowed his eyes. He looked at the boy and said, "You have quite a lot of nonsense to say, what do you want?"

Feng Ya let out a soft "oh," feeling somewhat relieved

Zhao Ruyang, seeing her unresponsive, couldn't help but poke Feng Ya's forehead: "Hey, when a girl says it's nothing, it usually means there is something. This time, I should be able to help, right?"

"That is not a problem, leave it to me." Fisher patted Feng Ya Yi on the shoulder

That person, as if granted a great pardon, immediately ran away swiftly, firmly clutching a broom in hand

"Teacher Chen, there are some matters I can resolve on my own, and they will not affect my studies," the girl said firmly

Upon hearing his daughter's account of the events that day, Fisher immediately slammed his hand on the table: "This is outrageous, they have bullied my daughter!"

Feng Yayi immediately reacted and chased after him. As she ran, she shouted: "Zhao Ruyang, wait for me."

Feng Ya took five days off in a week, enjoying a three-day break that included the weekend. Feng Ya's mother, Fei Xue, was aware that her daughter had faced difficulties at school. The relationship between Feng Ya and her mother was not like that of a typical mother and daughter; rather, it resembled that of friends. Moreover, Fei Xue was not a good student during her school days, but rather a notorious troublemaker.

Feng Ya asked Miao Miao who the girl in the dress was. Sun Miao let out a loud "tch" from the other end of the phone: "It's Fu Liyu, how could you not even know her?"

Feng Ya lowered her hand and looked up at Zhao Ruyang. The boy still wore his usual nonchalant expression; he lowered his head to look at her, his bangs falling over the corner of his eyes, unable to conceal his pair of peach blossom eyes

The boy could no longer tolerate such mess and suddenly exclaimed: "What the hell is this?"

Zhao Ruyang stood up and hurried upstairs, his voice echoing in the corridor: "You go back to the classroom first, I will return shortly."

The boy took a broom and stood next to Feng Ya. The girl remained unfazed, methodically continuing to organize the tasks at hand

Mom ... ... Dad will scold me if he finds out, so you should focus on playing cards and earn me some money for a new phone. My phone is broken, and I also need a new backpack.

Feng Ya felt grateful for her teacher's concern, but "such trivial matters" cannot be avoided. If she chooses to evade today, others will inevitably pursue her more relentlessly tomorrow

Every time I am gazed at by him, it feels as though I am immersed in the waters of the Peach Blossom Pool, a thousand feet deep cannot compare to the depth of his eyes

Feng Ya lowered her head to look at him, having completely forgotten the myriad of emotions she felt earlier. Her heart was filled to the brim with Zhao Ruyang's recent actions, leaving no room for other thoughts.

Zhao Ruyang was somewhat surprised; he furrowed his brows and scrutinized Feng Ya carefully

Feng Ya cleared her throat and informed Zhao Ruyang about the events that took place on Thursday. She omitted Chen Wen's name and only mentioned that someone said Fu Liyu had come to look for her

You didn't come to school on Friday, what happened? You didn't reply to the text message, nor did you answer the phone.

Upon returning to the classroom, Feng Ya had learned her lesson this time. She put on gloves and emptied all the trash from the drawer, stuffing it all into Zhao Ruyang's desk hole.

Feng Ya Yi still ignored him

There was too much garbage to fit, so she casually threw it onto the boy's chair