255 A Terrifying Man
From the conversation between Han Yixuan and Pei Ningle, it was undoubtedly clear that both of them liked Wang Heng, and Lu Qi was the same. They were all love rivals…
But how was this possible?
In Fu Jiu’s impression, it was always other boys who liked Sister Qiqi, never Sister Qiqi liking any boy. How could the aloof role model for so many years suddenly let go of her pride and run to compete with other girls for a boy? But Han Yixuan and Pei Ningle couldn’t have known she was eavesdropping just now and deliberately acted it out for fun, right?
Fu Jiu stood there, holding her head, feeling her thoughts in a mess.
She finally began to think about the task Lu Qi had assigned her—if Lu Qi liked Wang Heng, so she asked her to probe the relationship between Wang Heng and Pei Ningle, it seemed indeed more reasonable?
But who exactly was this Wang Heng? Han Yixuan and Pei Ningle were one thing, but melting even the thousand-year iceberg Sister Qiqi was 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 phone and dialed Lu Qi’s number.
“Hello, Sister Qiqi, I have something to ask you…”
**
A few hours later, Fu Jiu returned to Lu Qi’s office. But this time, the relaxed and lively atmosphere completely disappeared. The two sisters stared at each other face to face, and an unspeakable awkwardness seemed to permeate the air.
After a long silence, Lu Qi, sitting behind the desk, suddenly said, “So you know everything…”
Fu Jiu stood on the other side of the desk, disbelief still in her eyes. “You actually admitted it?”
Lu Qi curled her lip. “It’s a fact anyway, I just didn’t want to tell you. But since you’ve heard it, I have nothing to deny.”
Fu Jiu slapped the table with both hands and couldn’t help shouting, “But this is wrong!”
Lu Qi asked back, “What’s wrong?”
Fu Jiu thought for a moment and said, “Stealing someone else’s boyfriend, isn’t that a terrible thing?”
“Whose boyfriend is Wang Heng?” Lu Qi sneered. “You could hear from their conversation that Han Yixuan and he are not in a romantic relationship at all.”
Fu Jiu frowned and thought for a few seconds, then mumbled, “But you still can’t fight with others for a man, right?”
Lu Qi widened her eyes and said unequivocally, “Why not fight for what you like? Could it be that you want to watch helplessly as he ends up with someone else?”
Fu Jiu: “But you used to…”
Lu Qi: “That was because I hadn’t met someone I liked. Let me tell you, Little Jiu, if you like something, and you are truly sure that you like it very, very much, then you must strive for it until you hold it tightly in your hand.”
Looking at her cousin’s determined face, Fu Jiu seemed to realize something and nodded slowly.
But soon, the girl raised another question: “Sister Qiqi, what if Wang Heng was already the boyfriend of one of them? Would you not fight then?”
“Of course.”
While answering like this, Lu Qi’s face showed a smile like caring for a child.
**
In the past few days, Wang Heng was still in the probing stage.
For the World Cup matches, the results he could remember were all classic battles. There were 48 matches in the group stage of 32 to 16, and he only remembered a few of them. For example, the goal-fest between the defending champion Spain and the Netherlands.
“It’s really too fake,” Tang Hexing sighed. “Spain actually let the Netherlands score five goals. How is this possible? Too fake, too fake…”
Wang Heng had just finished packing his backpack and said casually, “Whether from a scientific or metaphysical point of view, this result is very normal. What’s fake about it?”
Tang Hexing was very unconvinced. “Where is it normal?”
Wang Heng: “Because they are the champions, they think they are powerful and are too lazy to change themselves. Four years have passed, the lineup has only aged, there is no fresh blood, and others have studied their routines clearly, so they are naturally unlucky.”
Tang Hexing: “Is this scientific analysis? Then what about metaphysics?”
Wang Heng: “Think about the World Cup champion Italy eight years ago. Did they fail to qualify from the group stage four years ago? The champion before that, Brazil, lost as soon as they entered the knockout stage eight years ago. Even worse was the champion before that, France, who was eliminated without scoring a single goal in the group stage twelve years ago. So, there is something in the World Cup called the champion’s curse.”
Tang Hexing was stunned. “Is it that mysterious? Impossible, right?”
Wang Heng shrugged. “You’ll know when you wait and see Spain’s record this time.”
Tang Hexing thought for a moment and suddenly couldn’t help beating his chest and stamping his feet. “Aiya, it would have been great if you told me earlier. If I spent fifty yuan to bet on the Netherlands winning, I would have earned my food expenses for two days.”
Wang Heng smiled and said nothing.
Of course he couldn’t say that he directly bet on the Netherlands winning by more than 3 goals in this game, and the hundreds of thousands he invested multiplied several times, earning more than three million at once.
Fu Hanwen suddenly asked, “Teacher Wang, are you going to watch the game again?”
Wang Heng shook his head. “No, just going out for something, I’ll be back at night.”
Fu Hanwen winked. “Is it something with a girl?”
His roommate hit the mark. 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. And on the phone, Pei Ningle vaguely mentioned words like ‘surprise’. But how could he foolishly admit this kind of thing to his single roommates?
Wang Heng said with a straight face, “Just me alone, finding a place to watch. By the way, the exams are over, when are you going home?”
Tang Hexing: “My home is not far from the school, I can go back anytime.”
Fu Hanwen: “In a few days. I haven’t bought a train ticket yet.”
Wang Heng nodded, suddenly lowered his voice, and pointed in the direction of the toilet. “Then you guys stay in the dorm and be careful of him.”
At this time, the one using the toilet was Wang Ke.
Fu Hanwen scratched his head, a little confused. “Why?”
Wang Heng: “I saw Little Ke reading trap (cross-dressing boy) doujinshi, more than once.”
Fu Hanwen and Tang Hexing were instantly horrified.
“Actually, I can probably guess his mental journey,” Wang Heng continued to whisper. “Starting from being a lolicon, he found that what he likes is not limited to lolis. As long as they look cute, it doesn’t matter if they are male or female…”
Tang Hexing couldn’t help sighing, “Little Ke is really a terrifying man!”
**
When Wang Heng knocked on Pei Ningle’s door, the one who opened it was not Pei Ningle, nor Han Yixuan, but Fu Jiu.
The little girl also had pigtails and wore a short skirt today, looking very cute. But as soon as she opened the door and saw that the visitor was Wang Heng, her small face turned pale, and she subconsciously took several steps back.
Wang Heng touched his face and couldn’t help asking, “Is there something wrong with me today?”
Fu Jiu shook her head hurriedly.
Wang Heng asked again, “Are you afraid of me?”
Fu Jiu nodded once, suddenly realized, and quickly changed to shaking her head.
Looking at the fear in the girl’s eyes as if she had witnessed Cthulhu, Wang Heng became even more confused—what exactly happened to make Fu Jiu react like this?
