Trouble

Qin Zhen wasn't interested at first, but when she heard Qu Shen's name being mentioned, she stopped in her tracks. She subconsciously glanced at the phone Du Juan was holding. They were watching a video of a man dancing on stage. The man, who had a mole under his eye, was wearing a simple white shirt and black pants, but under the light, his entire body seemed to glow, making him look ethereal. He closed his eyes, completely immersed in the world of dance as his body swayed to the melody.

"That dance isn't suitable for you," Qin Zhen said lightly after watching it.

Qu Shen's fans were immediately unhappy. "You are just the top student in the grade. What's so great about that? Don't think that you know everything!"

"Du Juan has been learning dance for more than five years. Her mother is a dancer, and she even almost got into the dance specialty class! She doesn't judge us or say that we're not fit for this dance. What right do you have to say that!"

Qin Zhen said softly, "Qu Shen's dance style is filled with sweet elements, but he carries a more sinister and evil undertone to it. Every movement has a sharp edge giving a sense of desperation. It's not something you can express so easily. It's very likely—"

"I've liked Qu Shen for four years," The girls impatiently interrupted, "You're not going to perform on stage, so don't cause trouble for us. Who are you pretending for? Are you trying to show off? It's none of your business what we want to dance!"

Qin Zhen shut her mouth and returned to her seat. She did not want them to choose that song because of what had happened in her previous life. Since they didn't want to listen to her, she should just stop.

"Qin Zhen," Ji Yueyue spoke softly as she held a book in her hands. She had come over with another question.

Frankly speaking, Ji Yueyue was a hard-working girl. Even Qin Zhen admired her diligence. However, she couldn't improve her grades because Ji Yueyue had always been a "hardcore student". The thing was, she only copied examples from books and re-wrote them in her notebook. She re-wrote one book after another… Now, under Qin Zhen's patient guidance, her results have greatly improved! This was also why Ji Yueyue would immediately ask Qin Zhen questions whenever she saw Qin Zhen was free.

Qin Zhen looked at the question that she had made a mistake on and explained patiently.

Ji Yueyue was enlightened and quickly thanked her. Just as she was about to return to her seat when Qin Zhen suddenly said, "You don't have to care about me. Just go and participate in the performance if you want. I don't mind."

Ji Yueyue was usually very focused, but she had peeked at Du Juan a few times. She must have wanted to join, right? It was just a school anniversary dance, anyway. If she liked it, she should go. Qin Zhen wouldn't feel offended by her.

Qin Zhen looked at her and continued, "If you're shy, I'll help you talk to them."

Ji Yueyue widened her eyes and shook her head, "You've misunderstood. I don't know how to dance to begin with… I just… Qu Shen is my idol!"

Qin Zhen was speechless, ".... Can't you idolize someone else?"

"Huh?"

Qin Zhen didn't say anything else. However, in the next few days, she realized that Jia Qing had not come to class. Xie Liang and the others also often skipped class. Sometimes, they even had bruises on their faces. Moreover, they did not dare to look at her. She had a feeling that there was something else going on, so she grabbed Xie Liang and cornered him.

Xie Liang did not want to admit it, but Qin Zhen was relentless and stubborn. After struggling for a while, he finally sighed, "Jia Qing is in trouble. Do you still remember Fierce Bull? After that guy was released, he often went to Jia Qing's family's noodle shop to cause trouble. Their family could no longer do their business. Jia Qing went to find him privately. But in the end, that bastard set a trap for Jia Qing and he lost 500,000 yuan…"

…

Jia Qing lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly. His face turned purple. His parents' fearful gazes behind him were like a sharp blade stabbing into his back, making him feel ashamed.

"Have you earned enough money? Don't blame me for reminding you. Every minute you waste will add another interest on top of what you owe. When will you be able to pay me back? Now you owe me 900,000 yuan!" Fierce Bull said haughtily, looking at him with satisfaction, "The two of us can be friends, you know? We could have lived in peace, but you were the one who went out of line first. You can't blame me for giving you this treatment, right? I've suffered such a huge loss. If I don't get it back, how can I survive in the future?"

"You can either pay or close the shop down. It's your choice! Aiyo, Uncle and Auntie, I'm sorry to have frightened you too, but it's your fault for giving birth to such a good son."

Jia Qing suddenly raised his head and looked at Fierce Bull with his blood-red eyes, "Do you have to be so ruthless? Don't you know where that money came from?"

"Oh, I know. The question is, do you know what you did that day? Do you think that was me being angry?" Fierce Bull laughed as he grabbed the iron rod and smashed it down on Jia Qing's shoulder.