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Chapter 525: Chapter 347: She Searches the World for Me (Fake)
Tianheng had meticulously designed the atmosphere for his confession, but it completely fell apart with the phrase "selling candles."
People had been eagerly awaiting his declaration of those crucial three words, but now everyone was laughing.
Laughter filled the classroom from all directions.
The student hosts of the sophomore class, Chai Yichen and Yan Chuchen, were at a loss; after all, they were just students, not seasoned social navigators, and were incapable of salvaging the situation.
"Hahaha."
"So funny!"
Those laughs, like countless slaps, resounded harshly across Tianheng’s face.
At such a critical moment, he had messed up.
Tianheng had always lived a comfortable life with few grievances, which left him with less resilience than his peers.
The frustration of having his love token stolen erupted with his elegant confession evaporating; he turned sullen:
"Who did it, who was it?"
No one admitted it.
Gradually, the atmosphere in the classroom grew tense as everyone realized the seriousness of the situation.
Especially Yan Chuchen, who had dated wealthy boyfriends before, knew these people were truly capable of revenge.
Should the situation escalate, it would certainly look bad, and she would be implicated.
But at the moment, with Tianheng having lost face, did she dare to intervene?
"Who, who is it! Stand out!" Tianheng was thoroughly enraged.
Suddenly, amidst the darkness and chaos, another voice rang out:
"Keep shouting, even if you shout yourself hoarse, no one will tell you!"
"Cough, cough!" Jiang Ning clearly heard Bai Yuxia trying to suppress her laughter with a cough.
Zhao Xiaofeng quickly turned on the lights, instantly brightening the classroom like daylight.
Tianheng was burning with rage. Normally unbridled, he had never faced such humiliation. He forgot about the confession; his only thought was to find the perpetrator and beat them severely to vent his spleen.
Tianheng’s gaze swept across the class, sharp and penetrative, causing many boys to avoid eye contact.
He pulled out his bank card, offering a reward: "Not talking, eh? Ten thousand yuan, whoever provides clues, I’ll give you the money immediately without a second word."
After speaking, his expression took on a mocking tone: "Ten thousand isn’t enough? How about twenty thousand?"
"Let’s play this slowly."
With these words, the expressions on the classmates’ faces shifted dramatically at the thought of twenty thousand yuan.
In the back row, Zhang Chi was tempted; his previous grievances with Tianheng were forgotten.
He had a few suspects in mind but hesitated, worrying Tianheng might renege on his word.
The atmosphere in the classroom turned strange.
Tianheng held up three fingers: "Thirty thousand."
The hired athletic students were tempted and started looking around.
They were in their senior year and with just one month left until college entrance exams. With thirty thousand yuan, they could enjoy the summer vacation without needing to work.
Suddenly, everyone had their own schemes.
Seeing this, class president Huang Zhongfei spoke, "Let’s not use this method, please."
It would damage the class’s harmony too much. If students really turned on each other for money, Class 8’s unity would hit rock bottom.
Tianheng was furious: "None of your business!"
He was furious, and now someone dared to defy him during such a moment?
He stepped toward Huang Zhongfei.
In an instant, the atmosphere tensed, as if thunder were about to strike, several imposing figures stood up:
"You dare touch him?"
Pang Jiao, Zhang Yifei, Li Shengnan, and others stepped forward.
Seeing this stance, Tianheng involuntarily took a step back, faintly feeling that if he clashed with them, he would end up in a pitiful state.
An athletic student suggested, after seeing this: "The voices of the two people who spoke earlier were different. Should be two boys. If we check all the male voices in the class, couldn’t we find them and save money?"
"I believe everyone would be happy to cooperate to clear their names, right?" said the athletic student with a face that read he knew the real story.
Tianheng responded, "Not a bad idea."
"Let’s start with you." He pointed at Chen Qian’s desk.
Chen Qian was working on a math paper and ignored him.
Tianheng knocked on Chen Qian’s desk forcefully: "Speak, didn’t you hear?"
Several boys from the back shouted: "Why should we do whatever you say?"
Dan Kaiquan turned around and saw Brother Nan among them; he also supported the opposition:
"It shouldn’t be like this."
Tianheng had brought a bunch of boys to their class for a high-profile confession, disregarding the boys of Class 8, and they had long been displeased. Now that he wanted to search the entire class, he was taking Class 8 for what?
As Dan Kaiquan and others spoke up, more boys joined in supporting them, Dong Qingfeng, Song Sheng, Miao Zhe, Huang Yuzhu...
The situation was on the verge of exploding.
The class teacher, Mr. Shan, appeared at the door of Class 8, called by Wang Longlong.
Upon entering, Mr. Shan was stunned, what was going on?
Guitars, drums, cakes, and several strangers on the podium.
If not for seeing Xue Yuantong and Jiang Ning, he almost thought he had entered the wrong class.
Mr. Shan, having been a teacher for years, quickly regained his composure. He asked, "Which class are you from?"
Yan Chuchen tried to smooth things over: "We were invited by a teacher to discuss vocal art exams with everyone."
Chai Yichen, snapping back to reality, lied with conviction: "Sure, if anyone is interested in applying for music studies in the future, feel free to contact us anytime."
He thought to himself, ’What a loss, today’s events turned out to be quite the debacle!’
Tianheng, with a dark expression, ignored Mr. Shan, but since the teacher was present, he had to restrain himself as he was still a student.
"Let’s go."
Tianheng led a group of students out.
Mr. Shan did not stop them. After everyone had left, he closed the classroom door and turned to Huang Zhongfei:
"Tell me about it."
Huang Zhongfei narrated the recent events, adding, "Mr. Shan, it’s good that you came, otherwise, this wouldn’t have ended well."
