Chapter Fifty-One

  I swallowed hard and started walking slowly towards the fox, but just a few steps later, a female classmate rushed over and blocked my way.

  "Hey, Xia Qinghe, isn't Ben Zun a relative of yours?"

  I turned my head and weakly nodded to her, then turned my head to look at the fox, who was frowning with an unpleasant expression staring at me.

  "Hurry up, I'm starving and want something to eat."

  "Ben Zun classmate is hungry!"

  The female classmate who was just talking to me, after hearing the fox's words, turned around and quickly made her way through the crowd, slipping in front of the fox, holding a snack in her hands as if offering a treasure, raised high waiting for the fox to taste.

  I really admire her, with so many people, how did she squeeze through.

  "Prince Jie, come over and take these away, consider these delicacies as a reward from me."

  "Thank you, Ben Zun classmate."

  Yesterday, the chubby glasses boy who was forced to act out a beauty and beast play with him has somehow become his follower. At this moment, he is walking over with a flattering expression on his face, snatching snacks from that female classmate's hand.

  It's a robbery, because at this moment, the girl classmate's face doesn't have any joy of getting treasure back, but instead she is staring at Wang Zijian with pleading eyes, hoping he can return the snacks in his hand.

  The fox-like guy walked by with a sullen face, didn't even glance at the girl classmate in front of him who was full of enthusiasm, and directly came over to me.

  The air was filled with a strong sense of jealousy and hatred, the smell of gunpowder was overwhelming, the sound of gritted teeth echoed, listening to it made my body tremble uncontrollably.

  "Bring it on!"

  As he spoke, the fox stretched out his hand and beckoned him forward.

  I buried my head and reached into my backpack to prepare some snacks for him, just as the zipper of the backpack was opened, the fox stretched out his hand to grab the backpack from my hands.

  "You're really slow, you do everything so slowly and hesitantly. Are you trying to starve me to death?"

  The fox was very dissatisfied, stretched out its hand into the backpack to feel around, picked up the snacks and looked at them with a puzzled gaze, probably couldn't figure out how they were eaten, then stuffed the backpack back into my hands.

  "First take care of the food for Ben Zun, wait a while, and then give it to Ben Zun."

  At this moment, a series of loud slapping sounds echoed as whips hit the wall.

  "Don't know if class has started yet, why aren't you going into the teacher's office, what are you all doing lingering here?"

  The head teacher's voice emerged from behind like a dark forest, and in an instant, the classmates who had been piled up here just now suddenly dispersed.

  I stood there in a daze, watching everything happen too quickly. I turned my head to look at the class teacher, who was gritting his teeth and staring at me with a perverted gleam of excitement in his eyes.

  "What's still standing here for? Want to go run ten laps on the playground?"

  Another crack of the whip against the wall, I heard my heart beating rapidly, nodded hastily and grabbed my school bag, turning around to rush into the classroom.

  When I came into the classroom, everyone was already sitting in their own seats with a serious expression, and the fox also rarely supported both hands and stared blankly at the blackboard.

  I walked up with my backpack and sat down beside him, stuffed the book into the desk drawer, then pulled out a bun from my bag and handed it to him, "Here, eat this."

  "Hmm." He snorted heavily, looking at the bread in my hand with great disdain. He took it from me and raised an eyebrow as he asked, "Can this outer layer be eaten?"

  The fox pointed at the layer of wrapping paper with its paw and raised an eyebrow in inquiry.

  "No." I shook my head at him.

  "You can't eat it, then what's the point of giving it to me? Do you want to see me make a fool of myself?"