The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

The classroom was abuzz with discussion about who should be chosen as the girl holding up the sign.

Wen Yisheng didn't pay any attention to the discussions in the class.

She was scribbling in her notebook with a pen, worrying about finding a place to rent.

For some reason, Qi Xue has found seven or eight houses for her in the past two weeks, but every time she goes to see a house, something unexpected happens.

Either the landlord doesn't want to rent it anymore, or the landlord doesn't want to rent it anymore!

Once or twice is normal, but after seven or eight times, Wen Yisheng began to wonder if she was possessed by a plague god. She was really embarrassed to trouble Qi Xue again.

"Wen Yisheng is the most suitable person to hold up the sign."

"I also choose Wen Yisheng, she's really beautiful."

People are quite sensitive to their own names. Wen Yisheng knew that the homeroom teacher was talking about the school sports meet, but why were people calling her by her name?

She pricked up her ears to listen carefully.

Suddenly, there was a loud "bang".

All the talking in the classroom suddenly stopped! As if a pause button had been pressed, everyone looked in the same direction.

Wen Yisheng was also startled. She was the closest to him and turned to look at Wen Zhi beside her. "What... is wrong...?"

Wen Zhi rested his chin on one hand, showing no sign of anything amiss, but the sound just now came from him slamming a book on the table.

The classroom was unusually quiet; even Huang Kailang, who was on the podium, was stunned.

I have no idea why Wen Zhi suddenly acted like this... like he's angry. It's really a bit scary.

Wen Zhi sat expressionless, the gentle smile that always graced his eyes vanished, replaced by an icy coldness. He rested his chin on his hand, lowered his eyes, and turned a page of his book with his slender, snow-white fingers.

His pale eyes were gloomy and eerie.

No one dared to utter a sound. Even the homeroom teacher was a little intimidated.

Wen Yisheng, who was closest to him, felt even more helpless. He didn't say a word, but his aura was really frightening, the kind that made people shudder.

Hesitantly, she reached out and carefully poked Wen Zhi's leg from under the table.

"..." Wen Zhi lowered his eyes and glanced at her soft fingertips pressed against him under the table, which seemed to be trying to please him. The intense anger churning in his chest calmed down a little.

But he still frowned slightly in annoyance.

Xie Yu, who was sleeping in the row in front of Wen Zhi, glanced up at the awkward atmosphere in the class, turned around, and calmly asked him, "Wen Zhi, are you feeling unwell?"

"..." Wen Zhi remained silent for a few seconds, then nodded slightly with his eyes down, following his words.

"Teacher, I have a bit of a headache. Can I go out for some fresh air?" Wen Zhi's eyes were calm, revealing no unusual emotions.

But no one in the class had recovered from the shock they had just experienced.

For the first time, they realized that the gentle and refined Wen Zhi had such a... terrifying side.

Huang Kailang nodded, "Okay, go ahead. If you're really feeling unwell, go to the infirmary."

Wen Zhi stood up, his eyelids lowered.

Wen Yisheng was puzzled, so she moved her chair forward to make room for him.

Wen Zhi didn't even look at her; he walked straight out of the classroom, his expression cold.

Huang Kailang added, "Let the whole class vote on who will hold up the sign. Class monitor, you'll arrange the voting during evening self-study."

Xu Lang agreed. Huang Kailang left the classroom after giving the notification; teachers were not allowed to take over evening self-study sessions in Nanchuan.

The tense atmosphere in the classroom gradually eased.

Many students patted their chests in lingering fear.

"What happened to Wen Zhi just now...?"

"I've never seen anyone so intimidating just by sitting there without saying a word."

Someone asked in a low voice.

"Is Wen Zhi really having a headache...? What a coincidence, we were just discussing having Wen Yisheng be the sign-holding girl when he suddenly became so scary..."

"What nonsense! How could that be!"

"Even if Wen Zhi really likes a girl, he's not the petty or extreme type, so it has nothing to do with Wen Yisheng. He's just having a headache."