novelraw Chapter 438 Ji Yebai, How Could You Do This? 1
Chapter 438 Ji Yebai, How Could You Do This? 1
Chapter 438: Chapter 438 Ji Yebai, How Could You Do This? 1
He had thought about fighting for her, but she had already met someone better than him.
Whatever he could do, Ji Yebai was always one step ahead, doing it even better.
And, most importantly, the one Ning Xixi liked was Ji Yebai.
The way she looked at Ji Yebai was as bright as stars; her fondness was impossible to hide.
Ning Xixi was not good at concealing her feelings, straightforwardly adorable.
And he, he was best at enduring in silence, never revealing his feelings even if he liked her.
Well, he never thought about being with Ning Xixi; he just hoped that she could be a bit better off, a bit happier, a bit more fortunate.
That’s all.
Dong Yingluo covered her face, "You will regret this!"
"Oh." Qiao Nancheng nodded, turned around, and walked towards the classroom, his tall and sturdy figure resembling a wall.
In a fit of anger, Dong Yingluo kicked a trash can, which fell over innocently, spilling its contents all over the ground.
"Stupid stutterer, wait till I deal with you!"
...
At the recitation contest.
Qiao Nancheng clenched his fists, anxious as he listened to the voices around disparaging Ning Xixi.
His lips trembled, but he dared not speak; he could only clench his fists tighter, the veins on the back of his hand bulging!
He hated his stutter more than ever; at such a critical moment, he couldn’t defend Ning Xixi with words!
As the commotion at the venue grew louder and seemed uncontrollable, Qiao Nancheng stood up "whoosh" from his seat and walked to the stage with heavy steps.
The noisy hall, akin to a vegetable market, fell silent in an instant!
Everyone looked at Qiao Nancheng with shock in their eyes!
Does he know what he is doing? This is a poetry recitation contest, and he stutters. Isn’t this just a joke?
"Ha-ha." Dong Yingluo’s mouth curved into a smile, she had waited a long time for this moment!
She wanted Qiao Nancheng to lose face, unable to lift his head in front of Muying!
Luo Huahua and Qiao Nancheng were classmates, and seeing him step forward nearly brought her to tears.
"Qiao Nancheng... you, you shouldn’t..."
Many in the school laughed at Qiao Nancheng’s stuttering; even though he was already very silent, the few words he spoke became a source of mockery. Some even imitated his speech for laughs.
As his classmate, Luo Huahua knew he was actually a great person.
He was the one who replaced the water cooler bottles all by himself in the class; when a boy got injured during PE, he carried the nearly 200-pound student to the infirmary; when others mocked him, he heard them, but he wouldn’t even lose his temper let alone fight...
In Luo Huahua’s view, Qiao Nancheng was someone with a stern exterior but a warm and soft heart inside.
Such a good person as he was, forced into such a situation...
Qiao Nancheng took the microphone, his gaze dark as he looked at Dong Yingluo.
Dong Yingluo raised the corners of her mouth, "Please start, fellow student."
Let everyone present see, how a stutterer recites poetry!
Luo Huahua’s eyes reddened, and she clenched her fists, "Qiao Nancheng, come on! You can do it!"
The venue fell silent, their eyes on the upright figure on stage and the stubbornly pursed lips, and suddenly, many people just couldn’t bear it.
A deep and powerful voice slowly rang out—
"When you are old,
Hair gray,
Slumberous with sleep,
Nodding by the fire,
Take down this book of poetry,
And slowly read..."
He tried hard, as hard as he could, but he still stuttered...
Yet, he did not stop—