Peerless Cupid System

Ling Ziqian nodded his thanks, and Huan Yue's cheers echoed in his mind.

As Dou Xiaorong stepped out of the office, she suddenly jumped out. She had been hiding outside the office and overheard what Cui Qiuzhen was saying.

She grabbed Ling Ziqian's hand and giggled, not daring to make a loud noise. It was class time, and she had skipped class.

Ling Ziqian smiled, but he wasn't very happy. He saw Yang Wenxing carrying a bag and walking out of Class 1 classroom looking extremely dejected.

Yang Wenxing was very embarrassed when he saw Ling Ziqian. He had been kicked out of Class 1 by Cui Qiuzhen, received a major demerit from the leader, and was scolded by his parents!

With his bag on his back, he walked quickly toward the school gate.

Ling Ziqian released Dou Xiaorong's hand and smiled at her, "Go back to the classroom and get your backpack. I'll wait for you at the school gate."

Dou Xiaorong nodded excitedly and quickly went into the classroom.

But soon, she realized something and anxiously turned to look outside.

Outside the window, Ling Ziqian followed closely behind Yang Wenxing, walking out of the school gate one after the other...

Episode 3: The Rival from the Next Class

Chapter 17 I curse you to fall in love with men!

Even without the ambiguity factor to rely on, Ling Ziqian was not afraid of Yang Wenxing.

What's more, Dou Xiaorong just tugged at his hand, and a 1-point ambiguous value was generated in the silver watch!

The suppressed anger in Ling Ziqian's heart surged up like a raging fire when he saw Yang Wenxing!

Yesterday in class, I unintentionally stole Yang Wenxing's thunder, and he actually resented me.

Yesterday at noon, he started by cursing Dou Xiaorong, and only then did he hit her.

Unexpectedly, today, under the guise of supervising my exam, he actually used foul language.

Not only did they insult themselves and Dou Xiaorong, they even slandered Su Mingxi!

Following Yang Wenxing toward the school gate, Yang Wenxing turned around and saw Ling Ziqian. He was a little scared and quickened his pace.

As soon as he stepped out of the school gate, Yang Wenxing started running!

Ling Ziqian chased after him immediately!

Huan Yue spoke up, expressing her dislike for Yang Wenxing, "Ambiguity points have many uses. You can use them not only on others but also on yourself. Now that you have 1 point of ambiguity, you can use it to strengthen yourself. Of course, the effect only lasts for a few seconds."

Ling Ziqian smiled and said he understood.

Yang Wenxing was tall and ran as fast as an athlete. He ran because he was guilty.

Compared to Yang Wenxing, Ling Ziqian appeared thinner.

The difference in strength was obvious at a glance, but what happened next left the people on the street completely astonished!

The thin and frail Ling Ziqian suddenly accelerated!

He appeared behind the tall and strong Yang Wenxing in an instant, like an arrow.

Caught up by Ling Ziqian, Yang Wenxing decided to fight back.

But Ling Ziqian's fist struck his still-swollen cheek.

A powerful punch sent Yang Wenxing flying backward!

Yang Wenxing fell heavily to the ground. Before he could catch his breath and cry out, Ling Ziqian grabbed his collar and rained punches down on his handsome face.

"No, don't hit me..." Yang Wenxing was powerless to resist and wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't even speak clearly.

"You know you were wrong? Too late!" Ling Ziqian, like a demon, punched Yang Wenxing hard in the face, leaving his face covered in welts.

This all happened in just a few seconds.

The immense power that had enveloped him receded like a receding tide.

Ling Ziqian felt exhausted, and his fists ached slightly.

Yang Wenxing, who was being held, had blood gushing from his nose and his entire face was swollen. Ling Ziqian released him.

Immediately, Yang Wenxing felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He hurriedly got up, and although his face was in great pain, he didn't dare to utter a sound. He left in a hurry, not daring to provoke Ling Ziqian again.

Ling Ziqian wiped the blood off his fist with a tissue and went to pick up his backpack.

Not far away, the school bell rang at Shilian Middle School, and chubby Dou Xiaorong ran out of the school gate in great anxiety.

Seeing that Ling Ziqian was alright, she immediately smiled brightly.

Ling Ziqian has been notified to come to Class 1 this afternoon, so some procedures regarding him need to be completed.

Cui Qiuzhen picked up several exam papers, got up, and went upstairs.

Ling Ziqian skipped class again, and Ou Cuisang cursed him to death in her heart.

Make him write ten self-criticisms, each ten thousand words long!

Of course, we'll talk about that when we see him this afternoon. For now, let's get ready to go home after get off work.

After much thought, I decided to secretly contact Pan Dongyang using an unfamiliar number to see if he could recognize my voice.

Ou Cuisang happily tidied up her desk, ready to leave work.

Cui Qiuzhen entered the office and walked towards Ou Cuisang, "Teacher Ou."

"Huh?" Ou Cuisang was quite surprised to see Cui Qiuzhen. "Teacher Cui, what brings you here?"

"I'm here to talk to you about Ling Ziqian."

"Ling Ziqian, that student is hopeless. He skips class on Saturdays and Sundays, he skipped class yesterday afternoon, and he skipped class again this morning. I'm so worried about him..."

Cui Qiuzhen couldn't help but laugh. Although she didn't know why Ling Ziqian skipped class, he must have had a reason, like the reason he gave this morning.

"In that case, I'll help Teacher Ou solve her problem."

"Huh?" Ou Cuisang didn't understand what Cui Qiuzhen was talking about.

“I think Ling Ziqian is a promising talent. He applied to transfer to Class 1, and I agreed.”

Ou Cuisang thought she had misheard. She opened her mouth in surprise and was stunned for a long time.

After a while, forgetting her embarrassment, she frantically searched for Ling Ziqian's score sheet. "Class 1 is the top class, and Ling Ziqian's grades are only suitable for Class 12!"

Cui Qiuzhen smiled and shook her head. "Teacher Ou, the score sheet you have is outdated. This morning, Ling Ziqian was in the office downstairs, and I gave him a comprehensive test. Here are the results, take a look."

Cui Qiuzhen handed the test paper in her hand to Ou Cuisang.

Ou Cuisang eagerly flipped open the test paper. Although the test paper had not been graded, as a teacher, Ou Cuisang knew the answers to the questions.

The test paper had Ling Ziqian's name on it, and he answered every question correctly.

Ou Cuisang was dumbfounded.

Ling Ziqian told her about the class transfer yesterday morning and this morning, but she didn't believe him.

Now, the facts are clear: Ling Ziqian has transformed from a poor student into a top student, and Cui Qiuzhen has personally come to help him transfer to another class.

Pan Dongyang dared to kiss me, and Ling Ziqian was able to become a top student. It doesn't seem like a big deal.

After thinking about it, Ou Cuisang felt relieved.

In each monthly exam, students who excel in their class are included in the elite class.

Students who perform poorly in the top class will be removed from the top class.

Such things are commonplace, but I never expected that someone from Class 12 would be able to get into the top class.

Ou Cuisang nodded in agreement to Ling Ziqian's request to transfer to another class.

This incident caused a huge uproar in Class 12.

Ling Ziqian, who was rejected and humiliated after confessing his feelings last week, was expected to give up on himself.

Unexpectedly, before he knew it, he passed Cui Qiuzhen's test and entered the top class!

Handsome Pan Dongyang forcibly kisses an old lady, and academic underachiever Ling Ziqian transforms into a top student.

I have a feeling that the world has become strange.

Back home, Yu Meiren busied herself in the kitchen preparing lunch.

Ling Ziqian carried his bag and planned to go back to his room.

She walked past the sofa, sat down, and ate a donut with Cupid sauce. After taking a bite of the donut, she reached out and grabbed Ling Ziqian with both hands.

The screen on the silver watch showed only a large zero.

Cupid pouted her little lips in dissatisfaction.

Yu Meiren came out of the kitchen and saw this scene. She glared at Ling Ziqian and said, "Why are you holding Xiao Ai's hand? Don't you know what it means for men and women not to touch each other?"

Just as Ling Ziqian was about to explain, Yu Meiren rushed over in a flurry.

She grabbed Ling Ziqian's hand and saw several scars on it. She suddenly realized, "Xiao Ai cares about you so much! She saw your hand was injured and took your hand!"

Ling Ziqian's vision went black, and he was speechless.

"Did he get into a fight? If anyone dares to bully my son, I'll stuff him in the oven!" Yu Meiren shouted angrily.

"If you put someone in an oven, the police will put you in jail!"

Yu Meiren didn't seem to care. She asked curiously, "You two fought, didn't you? Did you win?"

Ling Ziqian nodded, and Yu Meiren immediately cheered with joy.

"As expected of my son, although he seems useless, he can fight... Hmm, let me guess, he's fighting for Xiao Rong again, isn't he?"

"That's right, that's right, you guessed it all."

"You've been fighting for Xiao Rong since you were little. You care about Xiao Rong so much, and Xiao Rong likes you so much too. You're both eighteen years old now, childhood sweethearts. Let me visit Xiao Rong's parents sometime and arrange a marriage between you two!"

"Don't try to matchmake me with someone else!" Ling Ziqian was exasperated. "Xiao Rong and I are just good friends."

"You don't like Xiao Rong, so do you like other girls?" Yu Meiren stared straight at Ling Ziqian with a curious look that could kill a cat.

Ling Ziqian shook his head with a dark face, "I'm not thinking about girlfriends or anything right now, so don't you dare mess around with me."

“An eighteen-year-old lad in the prime of his youth, and you haven’t even thought about girlfriends or anything? Could it be that you…” Yu Meiren pondered like a detective, and after a moment, she suddenly realized, “Could it be that you like men!”

Ling Ziqian collapsed to the ground with a thud, while Cupid, suppressing a laugh, fell onto the sofa with a flushed face.