Zhao Chengfei didn't know if Si Yanjing had been distracted or did it on purpose, but a shot hit him right in the face.
He reasonably suspected the guy did it intentionally.
He was already annoyed that Si Yanjing had stolen his limelight, with a ball of fire bottled up inside him that he couldn't vent.
Now, in front of so many people, being hit in the face by a basketball made him look utterly pathetic.
Even other rich kids would find it hard to bear such humiliation, let alone Zhao Chengfei, who was used to being a spoiled young master with a bad temper.
He almost rolled up his sleeves and went to punch Si Yanjing.
Fortunately, though his mind was easily impulsive, his actions weren't; he just cursed Si Yanjing, stood with his hands on his hips glaring at him, waiting for an explanation.
Si Yanjing snapped back to reality, pulling his thoughts away from Su Zhiyi and Song Lian and back to the basketball court.
Seeing Zhao Chengfei's dirty face with a ball print, he knew who had let out that cry of pain just now.
He had thrown the ball into someone's face.
"Sorry, my hand slipped."
Si Yanjing gave a light apology.
"You... forget it."
No matter how much Zhao Chengfei disliked Si Yanjing's perfunctory attitude, he couldn't say much more.
Letting out some of the anger inside, he focused all his energy, intending to regain his dignity in the rest of the game.
"Then you'd better watch out. The ball has no eyes."
Su Zhiyi had been holding back her laughter, almost hurting herself.
Song Lian was right next to her, so she couldn't make any big moves.
She pretended to be surprised, covering the lower half of her face with her hand, but inside she was frantically mocking Zhao Chengfei with System 030.
She wasn't worried about Si Yanjing, nor did she feel sorry for Zhao Chengfei—she was completely gloating.
"Did you see the look on Zhao Chengfei's face just now? I'm dying of laughter! Why can't I hear what they're saying from so far away? I really want to know what they said to each other!"
System 030 laughed along: "Why didn't he rush up and punch Si Yanjing? He's a completely different person from the Zhao Chengfei who confessed to you last month!"
Zhao Chengfei had confessed to Su Zhiyi last month when Song Lian wasn't at St. Desmo Academy.
Everyone in the academy knew that Song Lian and Su Zhiyi's engagement had been called off. Those rich kids didn't show it openly, but they were all eagerly waiting to become the next Song Lian.
On top of Su Zhiyi's beautiful appearance, there was the added filter of the Su family.
A beautiful, charming, powerful, and wealthy perfect marriage candidate—no one could help but be attracted to Su Zhiyi.
Unfortunately, these people had the desire but not the courage. Even after breaking off the engagement, Song Lian and Su Zhiyi were still close.
With Song Lian around, they dared not act rashly.
Last month, when Song Lian was away from the academy, the timid rich boys still feared Song Lian's presence and didn't dare get close to Su Zhiyi. Only the confident Young Master Zhao spouted a bunch of passionate words and confessed to Su Zhiyi in public.
Then Su Zhiyi politely rejected him.
Su Zhiyi still remembered the scene of Zhao Chengfei's confession last month.
He was the one confessing to her, yet he put on an air of superiority and arrogance, enjoying the attention of everyone around them.
There was envy, shock, and jealousy.
Su Zhiyi, first, couldn't stand Zhao Chengfei's arrogance.
Second, Zhao Chengfei wasn't her type.
Third, she had always had high standards. Were Song Lian and Su Qinghuai not better than Zhao Chengfei in every way?
She had no obligation to settle for less.
"The Zhao family has spoiled this young master into a bad attitude."
"When he confessed to me, I already guessed he thought I would be moved to tears and accept his confession," Su Zhiyi said disdainfully. "He wasn't angry when I rejected him; he thought I was playing hard to get. I've never met such a confident man."
"I've been wanting to see him get taken down a notch for a long time."
At St. Desmo Academy, Su Zhiyi wasn't the only one who wanted to see Zhao Chengfei make a fool of himself.
They were all constrained by his status and didn't show it openly.
But if it were under an anonymous alias?
They'd probably find new entertainment on the forum today.
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[Did that young master from the Si family transfer to our school?]
[1L: Why didn't we get any news? He came back to the country so suddenly.]
[3L: Does anyone know what Second Young Master Si likes?]
[4L: Upstairs, your intention to suck up to Second Young Master Si is written all over your face. Give it up; he's very arrogant. Yesterday, a bunch of people tried to cozy up to him, but he only added the young lady's contact. As for everyone else, he flat-out refused even a simple chat.]
[6L: What young lady? Is it the young lady I'm thinking of?]