Mr. Ye's Wife is Sassy and Flirtatious Chapter 223: Has Class 1 Gone Mad?

Chapter 223: Has Cla.s.s 1 Gone Mad?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

[Is Cla.s.s 1 trying to win unfairly? Hahaha, are they crazy? Everyone knows how impressive Cla.s.s 7 is. Comparing grades is just a farce!]

[I remember that in the last freshman a.s.sembly vote, Cla.s.s 7 stood up for their own university belle, Rong Qi. Now Cla.s.s 1 is copying them and creating their own university belle?]

[Haha, to be honest, Cla.s.s l’s “belle-protecting squad” isn’t as good as the previous “academic elite cla.s.s” image. With so many belles in Cla.s.s 1, can they handle it all? Cla.s.s 7, on the other hand, only has two young and beautiful belles, making them the true “belle-protecting squad,” don’t you think?] [Evaluation complete: Cla.s.s 1 has gone mad.]

Reading the comments full of ridicule and entertainment, the explanation provided by Cla.s.s 1 was that since everyone who could enter Capital University was not a waste, even Rong Qi was a level 11 royal violinist. They believed that using their strengths was a way of respecting their opponents… and so on, a long paragraph of text.

In summary, Cla.s.s 1 first gave Cla.s.s 7 a high hat, forcing them to accept the challenge, and then they found a very good excuse for their shameless behavior.

Cla.s.s 1 had explained, and now they were waiting for Cla.s.s 7’s response.

A group of people waiting to have dinner could not bear to put down their phones. It was a rare sight, and they just wanted to watch the excitement without eating.

Based on the previous interactions between Cla.s.s 1 and Cla.s.s 7, Cla.s.s 7 was definitely a group of people who would not accept defeat. They would repay grievances and revenge. The others just did not know how Cla.s.s 7 would respond this time.

After all, academic performance was indeed not Cla.s.s 7’s strong suit.

The curious onlookers eagerly awaited, but Cla.s.s 7 remained silent, making the spectators anxious and wis.h.i.+ng they could take up the challenge on their behalf.

[Ah ah ah! Where did Cla.s.s 7 go? Why haven’t they appeared yet? I’m so anxious; I really need to use the washroom!]

[Could it be that Cla.s.s 7 is afraid and doesn’t dare to respond? That’s why they are pretending not to see it?]

[Impossible, who is Han Ning? Can he tolerate this insult? Even if they don’t accept the challenge, he would come out to scold them.]

[Hahaha, is the person above kidding? Han Ning would say, “d.a.m.n it, I’ve never felt so speechless in my life”.]

[Emmm… As far as I know, the people from Cla.s.s 7 are in a good mood, and they all went out for dinner. They should still be eating hot pot…]

[… Can someone tell me where they are having the hot pot? Can we go and drag them here to respond? Even if they don’t respond, they can at least scold us! Honestly, I like to see Han Ning scolding people. A scholar confronting a soldier, there’s no way to reason with them. It seems like Cla.s.s 1 has. .h.i.t a brick wall.]

[Hahaha, Han Ning is true to his character.]

[Oh my, I can’t stand it anymore. Hurry up and tell me the hot pot restaurant where they are gathering. I’ll blow it up and go there.]

[@Han Ning, Ning Ge, Lord Han, I’ll call you Dad. Come out and play! @Han Ning, @Han Ning]

Not only Cla.s.s l’s people mentioned Han Ning, but the spectators also started mentioning him.

After having just finished their dinner and returning to the university, Han Ning and his friends turned on their phones. The phones vibrated like they were about to explode, causing Han Ning to be too scared to touch it, leaving it vibrating on the table.

Seeing the phone vibrating on the table, Huang Hao and the others yawned. He said, “Ning, did you get a girlfriend? Your girlfriend is so caring; she sent you so many messages.”

Han Ning gave Huang Hao a glare and said, “I’m always with you guys, where would I have time to hang out with a girlfriend? 1 don’t know, I just glanced at it earlier, and it seems that someone mentioned me on the campus bulletin board. They’re probably looking for me, hoping to find a needle in the haystack..”