Peerless Cupid System

Immediately, everyone was speechless.

Cui Qiuzhen didn't understand calligraphy, and she was dumbfounded when she saw Ling Ziqian's scribbles.

Dou Xiaorong chuckled, "When Ziqian was little, he didn't want to go to calligraphy class, so he deliberately wrote randomly. As a result, the teacher said he had a talent for cursive script!"

Su Mingxi looked at it carefully and couldn't help but nod, "It's well written, and the artistic conception is quite fitting."

"Artistic conception?" Dou Xiaorong and Cui Qiuzhen looked at each other, neither of them able to discern what Ling Ziqian had written.

“I’ve been framed.” Shinjiro Nanako read out the words written by Ling Ziqian, word by word.

The messy cursive script does indeed fit the chaos that follows being framed.

Calligraphy also emphasizes artistic conception, and the students watching couldn't understand the characters written by Ling Ziqian.

But Shinjiro Nanako understood, and she immediately bowed to Ling Ziqian at a ninety-degree angle.

She wasn't admiring Ling Ziqian; rather, she felt that Ling Ziqian wrote better than herself. She was apologizing for misunderstanding Ling Ziqian.

Ling Ziqian waved his hand, forgiving Shinheng Nanako. One of them was framed, and the other was used.

Nanako Shinji bowed her head, apologized, and admitted defeat, much to the astonishment of the students watching.

Although they didn't understand calligraphy, they kept shouting that they had finally beaten Shinji Nanako once.

So it turns out that someone had challenged Nanako Shin'gami before, but they all lost.

Hearing such comments, Su Mingxi couldn't help but walk over.

She shyly picked up the brush and wrote the word "justice".

The justice written by Nanako Shintsune looks like printed font; it's beautiful, but a bit stiff.

Su Mingxi's writing about justice has a delicate and refined feel, with a unique personal style.

Gasps of surprise rippled through the crowd. Shinjiro Nanako paused, then bowed deeply to Su Mingxi, who frantically waved her hands in alarm. (She was completely bewildered.)

After leaving the calligraphy area, Ling Ziqian parted ways with Dou Xiaorong and the others. He planned to find the boy who framed him and take revenge.

A commotion erupted from the kendo demonstration area as a girl enthusiastically went to learn kendo. However, a Japanese boy grabbed her from behind and taught her how to hold a sword in that manner.

A girl was groped. Whether she was overly sensitive or the Japanese guy did it on purpose, it caused quite a stir.

"Can you bear to watch this?" Huan Yue wanted Ling Ziqian to help.

"I can bear to watch it." Ling Ziqian cherished the ambiguous relationship.

After wandering around for a while without finding the boy, Ling Ziqian decided to meet up with Dou Xiaorong and the others.

However, Dou Xiaorong and Su Mingxi were surrounded and approached by several Japanese boys.

Huan Yue chuckled, "Can you still watch it now?"

"I can't stand it anymore!"

Chapter 93 Attack together, I'm going to take on ten of them!

Ling Ziqian, his face dark, strode quickly toward Dou Xiaorong and Su Mingxi.

People from island nations can be said to be the most perverted people on Earth.

They surrounded Dou Xiaorong and Su Mingxi; they definitely had ill intentions.

He stepped forward and rudely pulled a Japanese boy aside.

Just as the boy was about to say something, Dou Xiaorong and Su Mingxi saw Ling Ziqian and quickly ran behind him.

"Why did you separate from Teacher Cui?" Ling Ziqian asked curiously.

"Teacher Cui had to leave, and we just wanted to wander around, but we didn't expect..." Dou Xiaorong said, feeling very aggrieved.

Ling Ziqian looked at the group of Japanese boys with a dark expression.

He could have left with the two of them, but he didn't.

Previously, the Japanese boy demonstrating karate insulted everyone, and Huan Yue urged Ling Ziqian to step forward. Ling Ziqian didn't.

Not long ago, a Japanese boy demonstrating kendo sexually harassed a girl from Haitang Middle School, and Ling Ziqian did not intervene.

Ling Ziqian's ignoring of those two matters did not mean he was not angry or furious.

Now, the Japanese boys surrounding Dou Xiaorong and Su Mingxi ignited Ling Ziqian's anger.

“Ziqian…” Su Mingxi could tell that Ling Ziqian was angry. She reached out and grabbed the hem of Ling Ziqian’s clothes. “Don’t be impulsive. They are VIPs of Haitang Middle School. If something happens, Teacher Cui will be in a difficult position.”

Although Dou Xiaorong supported Ling Ziqian in doing something, Ling Ziqian's arm was wrapped in gauze and he was still injured!

"Ziqian, let's go." Dou Xiaorong also wanted to pull Ling Ziqian away.

"I don't want to fuel their arrogance," Ling Ziqian said coldly. "From this morning until now, we've been bullied and suffocated. Now that they've come to our door, I won't swallow this insult!"

The Japanese boys didn't leave either. Ling Ziqian glared at them, and they were somewhat annoyed.

"Hey, you Chinese, what are you looking at?" someone shouted loudly.

"You Japanese devils!" Ling Ziqian cursed.

People from ordinary island nations might not understand what "devils" means, but the people of this archipelago have all studied Chinese and know how derogatory "devils" is.

Upon hearing Ling Ziqian curse the Japanese devils, they instantly flew into a rage!

Their faces were contorted, and they were shouting in Japanese that no one could understand as they surrounded Ling Ziqian.

“Step back a bit. If we don’t teach them a lesson, they’ll really think they can fly.” Ling Ziqian turned around and smiled at Dou Xiaorong and Su Mingxi.

"Ziqian, your injury hasn't healed yet!" Su Mingxi said anxiously. "I know you're very skilled, but what if the wound reopens?"

"Then let's sew it again!" Ling Ziqian was unusually playful.

Su Mingxi was so anxious that she stomped her feet, but there was nothing she could do.

Dou Xiaorong was conflicted; she was worried about Ling Ziqian, but also wanted to see him beat up the Japanese.

He gestured for the two to leave, and Ling Ziqian faced the Japanese alone.

He had 59 points of ambiguity value, which were all prepared for Shen Qiaoyan, but in his lifetime, being able to give those arrogant Japanese a good beating was worth it.

Ling Ziqian reached out and beckoned to the group of Japanese boys.

The Japanese boys were stunned for a moment; they had originally intended to scare Ling Ziqian.

But to everyone's surprise, Ling Ziqian was completely fearless and actually wanted to do it for real.

After exchanging glances, a rather burly Japanese boy stepped forward, intending to teach Ling Ziqian a lesson.

He strode over, seemingly untrained in karate, but Ling Ziqian didn't care and unleashed a fierce kick!

Instantly, the burly Japanese boy was sent flying backward, soaring three meters through the air before crashing into a teacher.

That teacher happened to be the arrogant person in charge before!

He was knocked to the ground, got up, and tried to curse.

But when he saw that the person who had knocked him down was a Japanese student, he actually smiled despite the pain and asked the Japanese boy if he was hurt.

He really does have the air of a servile lackey.

The island nation boy ignored the person in charge and looked at Ling Ziqian in horror, not knowing what to say.

The other island nation boys were also dumbfounded, never expecting that Ling Ziqian, with his slender build, would have such great strength.

"Continue." Ling Ziqian beckoned to the group of Japanese boys.

"What are you doing?" The arrogant person in charge was immediately displeased when he saw Ling Ziqian's gesture.

"I don't talk to spineless people," Ling Ziqian said, giving the arrogant person in charge a disdainful look.

This remark drew a burst of laughter from those around them, and everyone could see what kind of person was in charge.

When a student called him spineless, the person in charge blushed, not out of shame, but out of rage!

"Which class are you in? Who taught you to say such things? Call your parents over!"

"I'm sorry, I'm not a student at Haitang Middle School."

The person in charge turned green with anger. He reached out to grab Ling Ziqian's arm. "If that's the case, then you'd better leave Haitang Middle School. You're not welcome here!"

Ling Ziqian took a step back, avoiding the person in charge's hand.

He pointed to the wound on his arm. "I was slashed on Friday night, and now the person who slashed me is in the intensive care unit."

The arrogant person in charge suddenly felt a pang of unease, standing there dumbfounded, unsure of what to do.

Even an idiot would understand what Ling Ziqian meant; it was a threat!

Just when the person in charge was at a loss, several students from the island nation walked over.

There was a person dressed in samurai attire, who was the same person who had demonstrated karate earlier.

They probably heard the news and rushed over.

The student was very arrogant. He stepped forward and gestured for the person in charge to move aside, saying, "Make way, I want to spar with him."

"Alright, alright, let's have a friendly spar..." The person in charge walked away with a smile like a grandson.

"Shh..." A large number of students had gathered around, and seeing the person in charge looking like a traitor, they all shushed him.

Faced with the overwhelming boos, the arrogant person in charge became embarrassed and slunk into the crowd.

The Japanese boy, dressed in samurai attire, stared intently at Ling Ziqian, "Chinese..."

Before Ling Ziqian could speak, the surrounding students booed the Japanese boy, "You Japanese devil, what are you saying?"

The Japanese boy who demonstrated karate and uttered the phrase "sick man of East Asia" has now spread throughout Haitang Middle School.

Many people have lost their goodwill towards male students from island nations. As for female students from island nations, they haven't been swearing, so why should we dislike them?

Faced with so many insults, the Japanese boys were helpless. Afraid of being ganged up on, they could only lower their heads resentfully and mutter a few curses in Japanese. They were speechless with rage.

After a while, the boos subsided.

The teachers and leaders of Haitang Middle School also noticed the commotion and came over.

All other activities came to a halt, and seeing so many people gathered around, everyone crowded around.

Sensing the tense atmosphere, the school leaders tried to intervene, but the representative from the island nation stopped them with a smile.