The Villainous Classmate is My Lucky Star

Chapter 28: The First Snow Arrives

Wu Yutian twisted his waist yesterday and hasn't recovered yet. As such, he still had to hunch to his side when walking. He held his waist and waited at the door for a while, waiting for Wen Yantong to wake up.

Wen Yantong walked out of the bedroom slowly and sat on the soft chair next to the study before letting Wu Yutian in.

At that time, Wu Yutian was so cold that he couldn't speak coherently. He pointed at Wen Yantong and said, "You- you..."

Wen Yantong saw that his tongue seemed to be frozen, so she kindly ordered, "Give this Wu stutterer a cup of hot tea."translate(d) by puretl . com / do not steal / re po/st

Wu Yutian scolded back, "You’re the stutterer!" He then accepted the hot tea and held it in his hand. After drinking two sips, his whole body felt comfortable.

He continued to stand, and since Wen Yantong didn't plan to ask him to take a seat, she asked, "What do you want? Hurry up and say it, so you can scram already."

"Wen Yantong! Why are you so arrogant? Do you think everything will be fine now that you are chummy with the Fu Residence? You are so courageous!" Wu Yutian sneered. "Anyway, my Wu family is also a sixth-rank official. How dare you speak to me like this? "

Wen Yantong realized this made some sense, but when she saw Wu Yutian's undeserving appearance, she no longer wanted to entangle with him and said impatiently, "See off the guest!"

The maid immediately asked Wu Yutian to go out, but Wu Yutian stood firm and asked, "Have you always lived here?"

"That’s none of your business." Wen Yantong snorted haughtily.

"You didn’t want to share bedrooms, so you had Fu Tanghuan secretly arrange it for you?" Wu Yutian continued to ask after ignoring her outburst and thickening his skin.

Wen Yantong knew then that he was plotting something. Usually, when she scolded him like this, he would have exploded a long time ago.

Why was he so patient today?

She said, "If you don't leave, don't blame me for disregarding our relationship as classmates."

Wu Yutian looked at the keen-eyed maid next to him. She seemed to be a martial arts practitioner, so he didn't dare to be arrogant. As such, he decided to leave, and as he was walking out, he said, "Don't be complacent, Wen Yantong! There will be a day when you will beg me!"

"Bah!" Wen Yantong scolded angrily, "B*stard! I shouldn't have let you in!"

She thought he had something important to say, but it turned out that he just wanted to ask a few insignificant questions. He even had the audacity to say some harsh words to her in her personal space! Wen Yantong suddenly felt uncomfortably angry and scolded him for a long time before calming down.

After settling down, she felt even more hungry and hurriedly asked the maid to prepare a meal.

Having had a full meal, Wen Yantong had the energy to work, so she sat at the desk with a small plate of dumplings to practice calligraphy.

Although Li Boyuan asked her to practice regular script last time, Wen Yantong still preferred Chi Jingxi's calligraphy. So for her individual practice time, she had been using the paper that Chi Jingxi gave her as a guide to improve her handwriting.

It's just that the time was too short, so there was no progress as of late. Essentially, her writing was still crooked and ugly.

Still, Wen Yantong continued to practice while eating, and unknowingly, she wrote for more than two hours. When she was tired of writing, Wen Yantong would put down her pen and grab her xiqin to practice.

After working for a long time, she proceeded to wipe her body with hot water, rebandage her wounds, and change the dressing before finally laying down in bed and falling asleep.

Early in the morning the next day, a very energetic Wen Yantong woke up.

She went to the class while humming a little tune. When she saw that Fu Zixian was already sitting in his seat reading a book, she immediately walked over with a smile. "Fu Zixian, you’re very early today."

Hearing her voice, Fu Zixian raised his head and smiled to greet her. "You too. You usually come just before the bell. Why did you come early today?"

Wen Yantong shook her head and said, "After the Snow Prayer Festival yesterday, I slept very well when I went back, so I woke up early today."

Fu Zixian laughed. "Then it seems that I had done a good job taking you to the sacrifice."

Wen Yantong suddenly realized that Fu Zixian was in a good mood today. Although he usually talked to her with a smile, he was able to crack jokes and tease her today. She couldn't help but ask, "Why are you so happy today? Did something good happen?"

After she was seated, Fu Zixian took a long wooden box out of his book bag. "This is the snow-patterned, black jade bristle pen that my father gave me yesterday."

After all, he was still a child, so he couldn't help but want to show off the good things his father gave him. In addition, as a concubine-born son, he rarely received such treatment, so he couldn't wait to share his joy with Wen Yantong even more.

As soon as the wooden box was opened, she saw an ink-colored brush completely wrapped in a vibrant brocade fabric. The brush had some irregular snow-white lines on the top, and there was a light gloss on it. At first glance, one could tell that it was a top-quality item.

Wen Yantong was just a layman and didn’t truly understand its value, so she just said, "Congratulations! This thing doesn't look cheap at all."

Fu Zixian smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if it is expensive or not. My father rarely gives me things, so this is quite precious to me."

Wen Yantong's eyes softened, and she sighed helplessly. Fu Zixian was a little cutie, yes, but also a pitiful one.

She said, "Then you have to keep it well. Prevent it from being stolen."

Fu Zixian was stunned for a moment. "Who would steal in the academy?"

"Me!" Wen Yantong smiled. "I think this thing is quite beautiful. Maybe I’ll steal it when you're not paying attention."

Fu Zixian rolled his eyes and smiled. "If you like it, I'll buy a more beautiful one for you."

Wen Yantong looked at the dimples on his face and couldn't help but reach out and touch the top of his head. After just patting it twice, she was seen by Mu Yang, who just came in. He immediately shouted, "Why are you patting him? What is happening?!"

Wen Yantong was startled. She turned and was puzzled to see Mu Yang. "Why are you here?"

Mu Yang yawned and walked over. "Can’t you see? For morning class, of course!"

"You? Attending morning class?" Wen Yantong was even more flabbergasted. "Is the sun rising from the west today?"

Mu Yang said angrily, "You think I want to wake up this early? It was my father who forced me to come! He also asked me to take morning classes every day until the next rest day!"

Wen Yantong understood that this was Mu Yuan's punishment.

At this moment, Fu Zixian said, "Thank you, Young Master Mu, for sending me home yesterday."

This was the first time that Fu Zixian took the initiative to speak to Mu Yang. Perhaps due to his identity, Fu Zixian usually looked dodgy when he met Mu Yang. Even if Mu Yang jeered at him, he would not dare to respond. This time, Mu Yang was very surprised by this initiative. He didn’t know what to do for a bit before he said, "No problem. I was the one who crashed your carriage first."

Fu Zixian gave a smile in reply, but he did not say anything else. He lowered his head to look down at the book and continued reading.

The morning class was a torment for Mu Yang. As such, he spent all morning taking a nap while resting his face on his arms and wiping his saliva several times. As soon as the bell rang, signaling the end of the class, he flew out of the classroom to find Chi Jingxi and the others.

For three days in a row, Wen Yantong saw Mu Yang stepping into the classroom just as soon as the morning class bell rang. It was just a pity that she didn’t see Chi Jingxi at all.

He missed martial arts classes for three days. It seemed like he was still helping Li Boyuan.

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Early in the morning on the fourth day, Wen Yantong woke up, sat on her bed in a daze, and briefly wondered if she could see Chi Jingxi that day. After collecting her thoughts, she called the maid in.

The maid at the door heard the sound, pushed the door, and walked in. The cold wind burst through the door, and Wen Yantong only saw white behind the maid.

She was stunned and asked, "Is it snowing?"

The maid smiled and said, "Yes, the first snow has finally arrived."

Wen Yantong was surprised and hurriedly walked to the door with her crutches. She saw that the ground outside had been covered with a thin layer of snow, and countless snowflakes gently descended from the sky.

The Snow Prayer Festival was just held a few days ago, and it snowed today!

What kind of sorcery was this?!

Maybe she should go to a temple to pray for her right leg’s fast recovery. Wen Yantong thought.

The sudden appearance of the first snow of Chaoge this year made everyone fall into the dream of a god-blessed Shaojing, so they all celebrated.

Songhai Academy's long-awaited First Snow Banquet will finally be held!

Wen Yantong had already made sufficient preparations. She only needed to wait until she could go up the stage to play her xiqin for a little bit, and after coming down that stage, her demerit will be crossed out for good.

What she didn't expect, however, was the shocking news she would receive from Hua Mo when she was called to practice the qin that night.

"Quit joking! You want me to wear a woman's dress on stage?" Wen Yantong's eyes widened, disbelief written all over her face. She then patted her hard chest and exclaimed, "I'm a man!"

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