Standing before them was not only Shen Chenxi. Like a white swan, the domineering flower Zhao Shuangshuang had also arrived.
In the entire Experimental High School, Zhao Shuangshuang was the only one unaffected by Shen Chenxi’s powerful aura, and the only girl who could truly stand against her.
“Chu Feng, why weren’t you waiting for me at the school gate this morning? Where’s my love-filled breakfast?” Her arrogant voice rang out.
The classmates who were quietly reading immediately froze.
Everyone knew Chu Feng only ever waited at the gate with breakfast for Shen Chenxi. Yet Shen Chenxi was the ice goddess—she would never say such words.
Then who else could it be?
As all eyes turned toward them, Chu Feng didn’t lift his head. He simply rubbed his fingers together in a money-counting gesture.
Zhao Shuangshuang was instantly choked. She wasn’t Shen Chenxi—she had no Tianhua Entertainment paying behind her.
Over the years, Zhao Shuangshuang had saved up 5,000 yuan in allowance, planning to buy herself a new phone after the college entrance exam. But now, she had to use it early.
Still, that wasn’t enough.
Chu Feng had asked for 10,000 yuan.
Over the weekend, Zhao Shuangshuang visited her grandfather’s house, coaxed and tricked 2,000 yuan from him, then added 2,000 yuan in red envelope money from her younger brother. Altogether, she had managed 9,000 yuan. But she was still short 1,000 yuan.
If it were private, she might have bargained, begged Chu Feng to give her a discount. Unfortunately, with her sworn rival Shen Chenxi present, she couldn’t show weakness.
But Zhao Shuangshuang was the domineering flower—when had she ever suffered a loss? Her fox-like eyes flickered, and she said charmingly, “Chu Feng, I heard you didn’t bring Shen Chenxi breakfast this morning? Does that mean you’ve stopped groveling?”
Last Friday, everyone still remembered Chu Feng bringing sour plum soup to Shen Chenxi. After just two days of rest, how could he have stopped licking? The classmates’ minds were full of question marks.
Only Li Fei, Shen Shuanglong in the front row, and Zhao Shuangshuang herself knew the truth—starting today, Chu Feng was no longer Shen Chenxi’s bootlicker. Even Shen Chenxi herself wasn’t aware.
With her head held high, Zhao Shuangshuang looked like a general returning victorious. Since freshman year, she had always been suppressed by Shen Chenxi—in studies, in popularity, even in the number of bootlickers by her side. She had endured it all, unable to fight back. Today, she wanted to seize Shen Chenxi’s bootlicker in front of everyone, finally regaining some ground.
But just as her expectant gaze fell on Chu Feng, it wasn’t him who spoke. Instead, the ice goddess Shen Chenxi frowned and said, “Chu Feng sprained his ankle carrying me to The Voice last week. That’s why he didn’t wait at the gate this morning. This classmate, please don’t disturb our studies.” This chapter is updated first at g.com.
Zhao Shuangshuang froze on the spot. She had thought victory was in her hands, already preparing to mock them mercilessly, only for Shen Chenxi to shut her down with a single sentence.
With everyone watching, Zhao Shuangshuang knew saying more was useless. Her only hope was for Chu Feng to declare publicly that he was no longer Shen Chenxi’s bootlicker. Yet Chu Feng remained silent.
When Zhao Shuangshuang looked at him, he was still rubbing his fingers in that money-counting gesture.
“You damn money-grubber, just you wait!” she snapped, forcing herself to maintain pride as she turned and left.
Chu Feng watched her storm off, a faint smile playing at his lips. He already knew she had taken the bait.
Now all he had to do was slowly reel her in. “In front of me, with money you’re the domineering flower. Without money, you’re just a lamb. Even if you were a tyrannosaurus, you’d still get kicked twice.”
Just then, Chu Feng felt an intense gaze on him. Looking up, he saw Shen Shuanglong in the front row, eyes shining with excitement. “Godfather, from now on, you’re truly my godfather. Amazing, absolutely amazing. Even someone like Zhao Shuangshuang got handled by you, godfather, you’re really something!”
Shen Shuanglong gave him a thumbs-up, then leaned closer, eyes full of desire. “Godfather, teach me!”
After all, Shen Chenxi, the ice goddess, had supported Chu Feng personally and even defended him. Now Zhao Shuangshuang, the domineering flower, had been forced to back down. Who else in the whole school could do that?
Chu Feng glanced at Liu Mingfei, whose eyes also glowed with eagerness. He patted his shoulder lightly and said calmly, “You want to learn?”
Liu Mingfei nodded furiously.
Chu Feng sighed with deep emotion. “This kind of thing ultimately requires talent.”
Liu Mingfei refused to give up, his face full of pleading. “Godfather~”
Unable to bear it, Chu Feng said, “If you want to do what I do, the first step is to learn to be shameless.”
Liu Mingfei was speechless. “…”
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“Shuangshuang, don’t you know? Shen Chenxi just won The Voice championship. She’s already a star. Why would you mess with her?”
Back at her seat in the back row, Zhao Shuangshuang sat down. Her desk mate and best friend, Ye Zhizhi, immediately leaned close.
Ye Zhizhi was one of the few heavily made-up girls in the class. Though she was quite pretty, compared to the overwhelming beauties Shen Chenxi and Zhao Shuangshuang, she had no choice but to rely on makeup.
“Hmph, Shen Qingchen’s good days are over.” Zhao Shuangshuang glanced toward the window seats, the corners of her lips curling into a meaningful smile. The source of this chapter is g.com.
Ye Zhizhi knew well her best friend’s grudge against Shen Chenxi and couldn’t help but advise, “Shuangshuang, I heard April Cosmetics is planning to sign Shen Chenxi as their spokesperson. She’s not the same as before. How can you possibly take on the team behind her?”
“Who said I’m alone?” Zhao Shuangshuang’s lips curved into her trademark fox-like smile.
Ye Zhizhi’s eyes widened. She knew this smile too well—whenever Zhao Shuangshuang smiled like that, someone was bound to suffer.
Sure enough, Zhao Shuangshuang said calmly, “Shen Chenxi only got where she is today because of Chu Feng’s help. Without him, those freshman-year rumors alone would have crushed her.”
“And then?” Ye Zhizhi asked.
“If I can make Chu Feng stop bootlicking Shen Chenxi, and before graduation turn him into my bootlicker, what do you think Shen Chenxi’s face will look like?”
Behind Zhao Shuangshuang, it was as though a fox’s tail swayed smugly. But not only Ye Zhizhi—everyone around shook their heads.
“Impossible. Everyone knows Chu Feng is Shen Chenxi’s number one bootlicker. Just last week, he brought her sour plum soup. To make him stop bootlicking, you’d have to nail iron plates to his knees.”
“Exactly, Chu Feng is the universe’s number one bootlicker.”
“Shuangshuang, I don’t mean to discourage you, but while your looks match Shen Chenxi’s, in Chu Feng’s eyes you’re just a background character. He only sees Shen Chenxi. He doesn’t even glance at other girls.”
“Yes, he may be a bootlicker, but at least he’s loyal.”
Despite their disbelief, Zhao Shuangshuang didn’t get angry. Her smile only grew brighter. “Then just wait and watch. At most two days, and Chu Feng will personally bring me breakfast.”
The classmates all shook their heads in doubt. Zhao Shuangshuang didn’t argue.
1,000 yuan.
She was still short one thousand.
As soon as she made up the amount, she could hire Chu Feng as her bootlicker. And when that time came, she could hardly wait to see the look on Shen Chenxi’s face.