The Target always thinks that I like him!

Chapter 47

 Scheming white lotus (4.02) - Why is he not falling?

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Shen Ze's eyes were firmly locked onto the footprint on his desk and in the next instant, a chilly aura spread from his body. Darkness seemed to spill from his eyes.

Xiang Han, who had just finished provoking him, quietly exhaled when he saw that Shen Ze did not react. That's right, Shen Ze was currently only a problem student who had not yet twisted and blackened. What did he have to fear?

Xiang Han reassuringly turned away and glanced at the timetable at the corner of his table. Then, he took out a book, 'Cramming 100 days before an exam(Math edition)' and pretended to read it.

Shen Ze finally looked at him with a malicious gaze. His voice was like ice, enunciating each word, "Wipe it off."

"Hm?" Xiang Han abruptly looked up and when he saw his expression, he was scared silly. He instinctively backed away and nervously stuttered, "Y-Y-You, what are you doing?"

Shen Ze narrowed his eyes and swept a glance over the table, repeating, "Wipe it off immediately."

"Oh, oh!" Xiang Han hurriedly took a piece of tissue but after wiping it twice, he suddenly regained his senses.

Wait, his reaction was far too cowardly, and would only serve to boost the other person's arrogance, and tyrannical and haughty attitude.

Wiping was fine but logic needed to be discussed. In forming relationships, one couldn't simply yield in the face of intimidation and become the submissive roleplayer.

"Elder brother...S-Shen Ze," Xiang Han swiftly changed his form of address upon receiving such a threatening glare, "Teacher Zhang only told you to move over but she did not tell you to sit in my seat. Moreover, it was you who, who...."

Before he could complete his argument, Shen Ze had already restrained his right arm and pressed it down on the table with a deathly grip.

Xiang Han was terrified and forced to bend forward. He nervously asked, "Y-You, what are you doing?"

He glanced at the other classmates around them and lowered his voice cautiously, "Everyone is looking, if you still dare to do anything, I..."

Xiang Han hadn't finished with his "I" when Shen Ze took Xiang Han's sleeves as a rag cloth and pressed his elbows down on the table, using it to clean the footprint thoroughly.

Xiang Han was dumbfounded and only recovered after a long while. He was boiling with rage. This Shen Ze was truly an unteachable student, he hadn't even finished imparting his logic! Thankfully his mysophobia was mostly gone or else he would have collapsed by now.

Xiang Han swallowed this bitterness and turned around. Seeing how Shen Ze laid out his books properly before going back to sleep, he wished he could rub off all the dirt on his sleeves to his head.

But right on time, the bell for the next class rang and the maths teacher walked in with a stack of question paper. He could only pat his sleeves and retracted his gaze in disappointment while secretly thinking, "Fall down...Fall down..."

He chanted this for ten minutes but during this whole time, Shen Ze continued to sleep safely and soundly. The mathematics teacher also did not seem surprised. As long as Shen Ze did not cause trouble, he would overlook him.

Chanting for half a day did not produce any results. Looked like this crow's beak ability required him to be verbal. Thus, he quietly chanted, "Fall down... Fall down..."

The mathematics teacher glanced at him several times before he finally broke the chalk and threw the broken chip at his head, "Zhao Han, what are you whispering? Come and do this question."