Chapter 66: Cruel Destruction of Peach Blossom

  After lunch, Fang Qing recited some words for a while and felt a little sleepy. She leaned over the table to take a nap.

  But she was sleeping soundly when Wang Xuefei suddenly ran in, grabbed her arm and shook it.

  "Qingqing, hurry up, something big has happened!"

  Fang Qing was a little annoyed by the interruption of her sleep. She closed her eyes, pulled back her arm, changed her posture and prepared to continue sleeping, but Wang Xuefei's next words woke her up suddenly.

  "Don't sleep! Your Master Ning and that guy are fighting!"

  Fang Qing sat up straight, still a little confused. "Who are you talking about? Who are they fighting?"

  Wang Xuefei stamped his feet anxiously. "Who else could it be? Master Ning and that handsome guy from the other day! They are fighting on the basketball court. Go and check it out!"

  Fang Qing was anxious. She stood up suddenly, grabbed her coat and ran out. Wang Xuefei chased after him. "Oops, wrong, this way!"

  When Fang Qing followed Wang Xuefei to the basketball court, he saw only three layers of students cheering excitedly. Fang Qing's still-still-awake mind grew even more foggy.

  It was strange that a fight was happening right here, and even stranger were these people. They were just enjoying the excitement, weren't they? Why were they cheering? Wasn't anyone stepping up to break up the fight?
  Fang Qing's fear surged as he thought of Zhang Mingyu's massive frame and Wen Ning's slender build. Wen Ning's tiny frame, I wonder if he'll get hurt! He's taking the college entrance exam this year!

  The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. He desperately pushed his way into the crowd, ignoring the complaints of those around him. He shouted with all his might, "Stop! Stop it!"

  The boy, about to shoot, was startled by the shouting and stumbled, falling to his knees.

  Everyone on the court looked at Fang Qing as if they had seen a ghost, and Fang Qing finally took in the scene.

  So... that's what happened. A fight broke out...

  Fang Qing, feeling the stares of hundreds of students, silently withdrew his outstretched hand. He apologized and awkwardly tried to withdraw, but found he couldn't.

  "Um, do you guys want to... take a break... ahem..."

  Wen Ning looked at Fang Qing, who was almost losing himself in embarrassment, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. He turned and looked calmly at Zhang Mingyu. "A break?"

  Zhang Mingyu had noticed Fang Qing, and although he hated having his game interrupted abruptly, he nodded for Fang Qing's sake.

  "I'm tired too, let's take a five-minute break!"

  At Zhang Mingyu's command, the players on the field retreated to the shade to wipe their sweat and rehydrate. The game had come to a strange halt.

  Wen Ling ran over to hand her brother a bottle of water, then walked over to Fang Qing, who was still standing there awkwardly.

  "Qingqing, why are you here? Just now you..."

  Fang Qing pulled the corner of her mouth, "Ahem... misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

  Wang Xuefei finally squeezed in through the crowd at this time, grabbed Fang Qing and exclaimed repeatedly, "Oh my God! Qingqing, you are awesome, you came during the halftime break!"

  But Fang Qing wanted to strangle her to death, "You still dare to say that! Didn't you say they were fighting? Did they fight?"

  Wang Xuefei blinked, "I'm not wrong, they were fighting..."

  Fang Qing held his forehead and whispered to her gritting his teeth, "Then why are you so excited, and you said it was a big deal, which made me think someone was killed!"

  The two were whispering here, but Wen Ling was a little disappointed, "Qingqing, you..."

  Fang Qing looked at Wen Ling, "Lingzi, I'm fine, I just delayed their playing, I'm so embarrassed..."

  Wen Ling laughed then, Qingqing was not estranged from her yet, she still called herself Lingzi. Wen Ling stepped forward and helped Fang Qing find a shady spot. Seeing Fang Qing regain his composure, she couldn't help but urge him to stay away from Zhang Mingyu.

  Fang Qing smiled at the worried Wen Ling. "Thank you, I understand. I won't have anything to do with him, don't worry."

  Hearing this, Wen Ling finally felt relieved. "Don't blame me for meddling. He's a terrible person. I was just worried you'd get hurt..."

  Fang Qing grabbed Wen Ling's hand, his eyes curved. "You don't have to explain. I understand. Even though we can't play together like we used to, you're still my friend, and you always will be."

  Wen Ling finally smiled. "I told you, Qingqing, you wouldn't ignore me. My brother also told me not to cause you any trouble. I think he's just a coward..."

  Fang Qing turned to look at Wen Ning, who had resumed his match. After not seeing him for a while, he seemed taller and darker, and more attractive than before.

  The screaming girls on the sidelines showed just how popular Wen Ning was.

  The match was over.

  Zhang Mingyu from the school sports team actually tied with Wen Ning. Although Wen Ning felt a little disappointed, Zhang Mingyu was a little surprised.

  "I didn't realize you played well!" Zhang Mingyu praised.

  Wen Ning's slightly red face made his originally immortal-like appearance more down-to-earth. He glanced at Zhang Mingyu and said, "You're not bad either."

  But Zhang Mingyu knew that he was on the school team, and a professional player tied with an amateur, which meant he had actually lost.

  Zhang Mingyu glanced at Fang Qing who was walking towards them unwillingly and sighed, "I lost. I will abide by the agreement with you."

  Wen Ning looked at him in surprise and said nothing, but nodded.

  Wen Ling and Fang Qing walked over. Wen Ning took the towel and wiped his sweat, then put on his clothes one by one.

  Although Zhang Mingyu kept his promise, he still felt a little reluctant. He stood in front of Fang Qing, looking her straight in the eye.

  "Fang Qing, I'm asking you just once: will you be my girlfriend?"

  Fang Qing was startled by the question, and then the exclamations of the surrounding students made her blush instantly. She took a few steps back to avoid him, but Zhang Mingyu grabbed her arm.

  "Don't hide, just answer me."

  Wen Ling immediately ran over. "What are you doing? Let go!"

  Wen Ning instinctively wanted to move over as well, but after taking a step, he stopped. He couldn't. He knew that if he did, Fang Qing would be exposed to more rumors.

  He reminded her in a deep voice, "Zhang Mingyu, don't forget what you promised me."

  Zhang Mingyu ignored Wen Ning's reminder. He had indeed promised Wen Ning that if they lost, he would not bother Fang Qing anymore.

  But what if Fang Qing herself agreed?

  Zhang Mingyu looked at Fang Qing eagerly, "Fang Qing, I really like you. Please answer me truthfully."

  Fang Qing hated this situation, but Zhang Mingyu was too strong. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull her arm back. In the end, she could only soften her tone and negotiate with him, "Let go first. If you do, I'll tell you that my arm hurts."

  Zhang Mingyu let go of her hand, and Fang Qing quickly hid behind Wen Ning and Wen Ling before daring to stick her head out to answer him.

  "I never thought about it, and it's impossible."

  Zhang Mingyu frowned. "Why? Am I not handsome? Or did I do something to upset you? Tell me, I can change, right?"

  Fang Qing sighed, "I'm sorry, you're very nice, but I don't like you."

  (End of this chapter)