Hearing Ye Feng's brief self-introduction, Shu Yuehua frowned slightly. Although she didn't say much, she had already begun to pay attention to Ye Feng.

"Okay! Now everyone, write down your preferred candidates for class officers on a piece of paper and then we'll vote to decide!"

Upon hearing this, numerous students each bent their heads to write down their choices for class officers, then handed them all in at the podium.

Electing class officers was quite straightforward; whoever received the most votes would be elected.

The final choices were quickly determined. The class president turned out to be Yang Hao, who had spoken first. There were also positions such as sports representative and sanitation officer, but what surprised Ye Feng was that Xiaofan was elected as the study committee member.

Ding...

Just as the class officer results were finalized, the dismissal bell rang.

"Alright! We won't have a regular class today. There will be a welcome party tonight, and each class needs to prepare a performance!"

As she spoke, Shu Yuehua glanced at Yang Hao:

"Those interested can go to the class president later to sign up and start rehearsing!"

After finishing, Shu Yuehua announced the class dismissed and then left the classroom.

After Shu Yuehua left, the classroom once again erupted in noise, with students gathering around the class officers, currying favor with them.

Ye Feng took this opportunity to visit the restroom.

However, when he returned, he found that his seat had been taken.

In his spot, Yang Hao sat boldly, enthusiastically talking to Xiaofan.

Xiaofan, on the other hand, had her eyebrows tightly furrowed and didn't speak.

Ye Feng was stunned by this scene, and then he overheard some students nearby talking about class president Yang Hao.

From their conversation, he learned that Yang Hao was a well-known second-generation rich kid from Jiangnan City. His family controlled a large conglomerate, even wealthier than Li An's family's Li Group.

But none of this mattered to him. Right then, Ye Feng slowly walked to the back row and said to Yang Hao:

"This is my seat, please move!"

Huh?

Yang Hao, who had been fervently talking to Xiaofan, only noticed someone standing beside him after Ye Feng had spoken.

Turning to see Ye Feng's shabby clothes, Yang Hao's eyes flickered with disdain, and then he pulled out a bulging wallet and threw a few Red Tickets onto the ground:

"I want to swap seats with you. This money is yours now!"

In Yang Hao's view, since Ye Feng dressed so shabbily, he must be from a rural area. Simply throwing a bit of money should be enough to deal with him.

For such a trivial matter, Yang Hao didn't pay it much mind and turned back to continue speaking with Xiaofan.

However, just then, Ye Feng's voice rang out again:

"Sorry, I'm not swapping."

Huh?

Yang Hao furrowed his brows, looked at Ye Feng again, somewhat puzzled.

Could this guy think it's too little?

A flicker of anger crossed Yang Hao's mind, but seeing Xiaofan watching him with interest, he suddenly raised his chin, pulled out ten more tickets, and threw them to Ye Feng.

"This should be enough! Two thousand should be enough for a poor sod like you for a few months!"

With that, Yang Hao waved his hand dismissively, "Take the money and scram!"

Yang Hao's tone was domineering, with Xiaofan's expression growing increasingly peculiar as she lightly propped her chin, looking amused by the unfolding drama.

Seeing this, Ye Feng frowned, shaking his head and said:

"It doesn't matter how much money you offer, I won't swap!"

Hey?

Yang Hao almost laughed out of irritation; it was his first encounter with someone like Ye Feng who refused money. His eyes shifted maliciously as he stared at Ye Feng:

"Kid! I'm the class president of class 02, and if I say we swap seats, you must swap! Do you understand?"

In Yang Hao's eyes, which student in class 02 didn't try to ingratiate themselves with him? Yet here was Ye Feng, this idiot making him lose face in front of his goddess, Xiaofan. It was infuriating!

Ye Feng, sensing the threatening undertone in Yang Hao's words, raised his eyebrows, a hint of coldness flashing across his eyes, "What if I don't swap?"

"Not swapping? Heh heh..." Yang Hao's mouth curled into a sneer, glancing at Ye Feng's lean frame, then stood up from his seat, looking down at him:

"If you don't swap, then I'll use my authority as class president to force you to!"

"Is this how you act as a class president?" Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, not expecting Yang Hao to be so domineering.

"So what! I'm the class president. If you don't follow my orders, I have the right to discipline you! Even if Teacher Shu finds out, she can't do anything to me!"

With that, a sinister smile spread across Yang Hao's face as he looked at Ye Feng and said:

"Kid! I'm giving you one last chance, take the money and scram, or I'll beat the hell out of you!"

Yang Hao stood at an impressive six feet, half a head taller than Ye Feng and his frequent exercise made him strong. In his view, taking down Ye Feng would be a piece of cake.

Moreover, in front of his goddess, he could showcase his extraordinary skills.

"Are you swapping? Or not?!" Yang Hao, extremely domineering, walked up to Ye Feng and provocatively asked.

If it were any other student, they would undoubtedly be intimidated by Yang Hao's imposing manner, but unfortunately for him, he was facing Ye Feng.

Yet Ye Feng's expression remained calm as he shook his head.

"You're really asking for it!" Yang Hao, furious, suddenly swung a fist towards Ye Feng's head.

However, as soon as his fist launched, Ye Feng was quicker, reaching out with a palm, grabbing Yang Hao's arm, and with a fierce pull, flung him away like tossing garbage.

A few students were sitting heatedly chatting in their seats when suddenly Yang Hao came crashing down from the sky, smashing heavily onto a table.

Bam!

"Ouch, damn! That hurt!"

Yang Hao, feeling as if his body had fallen apart, struggled with dizziness. Meanwhile, other students rushed over:

"Bro Hao! What happened? Who the hell did this?"

"Bro Hao, just say the word, and we'll finish him off!"

These students clearly knew Yang Hao's status and had always wanted to suck up to him but never had the chance. Now, it matched their intentions perfectly, and they started shouting threateningly.

Yang Hao slowly got up from the ground and fixed his glare on Ye Feng, sitting in the last row:

"You dare hit me? Do you believe I can destroy you, you poor bastard!"

Yang Hao's eyes were as sharp as knives. Having been humiliated in front of his goddess, he wished he could skin Ye Feng alive!

"I really don't believe it!" Ye Feng, hands crossed, looked at Yang Hao with a half-smile.

"Damn it! It's actually this bumpkin!"

"Bro Hao! Kill him! I've always hated this bastard!"

"Yeah! Bro Hao, a country bumpkin dares to defy you; he's asking for it!"

The other male and female students chattered nonstop. In their eyes, Ye Feng was just a poor bumpkin, and facing someone wealthy and handsome like Yang Hao, he was practically being bulldozed.

Hearing the many students' comments, Ye Feng slowly furrowed his brows, and his gaze turned cold: "Who the hell do you think you are!"

"Shit! What the hell did you just say!"

Ye Feng's remark hit like a spark on gunpowder, instantly igniting the students' emotions. They were incensed, almost ready to tear Ye Feng apart!

"Humph! And you have the face to talk about us, look at you; do you own a single decent piece of clothing? I really don't know if you're here to study or to beg!" one of the girls scornfully said, looking down on Ye Feng.

Her words immediately prompted agreement from the others:

"Exactly! Our Jiangnan University is a prestigious university, and having someone like you here tarnishes its image, especially bringing shame to our class 02! I suggest we kick this guy out!"

Another girl also looked down on Ye Feng immensely. In her eyes, class leader Yang Hao was the epitome of wealthy and handsome, while Ye Feng was merely a country bumpkin, not worthy of comparison.

"Haha, hear that, bumpkin? If I were you, I'd have left class 02 long ago! Dressed like a beggar and still claiming to be a university student? Disgusting!"

"Are you dressing like this to go begging? Fine! Considering we're classmates, here's a coin for you!"

"I have one too! I'll give it to you!"

"Haha… me too!"

As they spoke, they pulled out coins and threw them at Ye Feng.

This scene resembled a frenzied celebration of many students, every face bearing a smile or a taunt as they looked at Ye Feng. Yet, they failed to see that their revelry was built on someone else's self-respect.

Ye Feng was indifferent to their contempt but felt sickened by their ugly demeanor!

It wasn't just him; Ma Xiaofan stood beside him with icy, grim eyes, furiously staring at everyone.

Yang Hao, on the other hand, wore a pleased expression. Watching the many students around him, a cold smirk crept over his lips:

"Classmates, as members of class 02, we should uphold the honor of our class! For trash that harms our class's image like him, we should throw him out, never to let him step foot in our class 02 again!"

Hearing Yang Hao's words, many other students cheered in agreement, chanting in unison:

"Throw him out!!!"

"Throw him out!!!"

"Throw him out!!!"

The atmosphere in class 02 had almost turned into a party, a party meant to expel Ye Feng.

"Throw me out?" Ye Feng's lips curled in a fierce sneer, memorizing these faces, then stepped forward:

"Come on! Let's see how you try to throw me out!"

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