Chapter 441 — Unlucky Feng Xiaoxiao

Gu Mengyao frowned. This was the thing she found most annoying — Zhong Yongliang was always dreaming up some ridiculous scheme and then actually carrying it out, things like writing a letter in his own blood. It left her speechless. How could this guy be even more of an idiot than Xiaoshu?

And he was a genuine idiot. Xiaoshu only pretended to be one.

As Feng Xiaoxiao walked past Wei Zhao, she put on an air of casualness and hooked the string of firecrackers that had been lying on the ground straight onto his trousers, then, without pausing for even a moment, turned and went off to busy herself with something else.

"Heh..." Wei Zhao smiled faintly. So that was the little girl's game — she wanted to blow him up with firecrackers? She was thinking too much. But Wei Zhao did not call her out on it right away; he pretended not to have noticed and kept his eyes fixed on Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu.

Feng Xiaoxiao's heart was pounding hard, too. Wei Zhao was no ordinary person — what if he noticed? The playground was crowded and noisy now, but Wei Zhao's alertness was nothing to sneeze at either.

Yet after she hung the firecrackers behind Wei Zhao's backside, he showed no particular reaction at all, and she let out a breath of relief, thinking that Wei Zhao had likely put all his attention on Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu and overlooked everything else around him.

Zhong Yongliang was getting ready to light the fireworks in the tree, and Feng Xiaoxiao had quietly slipped to a spot not far behind Wei Zhao with a lighter in hand. In a moment, when Zhong Yongliang set off the fireworks, she would quickly light the firecrackers on Wei Zhao's body...

That way, it would look as though Zhong Yongliang's fireworks had been so fierce that half a string of firecrackers had been blasted over this way. If Wei Zhao wanted to blame anyone, he could only blame heaven and his own bad luck in where he stood — he could not pin it on anyone else.

"Whoosh—" Zhong Yongliang lit the fireworks. These too he had specially ordered from the factory: once they rose into the air, they would form the five characters "Yao Yao, I Love You." They looked simple, but they had cost Zhong Yongliang a hefty sum to have custom-made.

At the same moment, Feng Xiaoxiao used her lighter to set fire to the firecrackers behind Wei Zhao's backside, then turned around triumphantly and started to slip away...

"Heh—" Wei Zhao smiled faintly. In a flash he had untied the firecrackers from himself and hung them behind Feng Xiaoxiao's backside, then tied them off in a dead knot.

The tragedy was that Feng Xiaoxiao was so focused on running far away that she never noticed the firecrackers Wei Zhao had hung on her. Only after a few steps did she feel something dragging behind her, slapping against her legs again and again. Puzzled, she turned her head — and at the sight let out a shriek: "Ah—"

Feng Xiaoxiao was about to go mad! Weren't the firecrackers hung on Wei Zhao? How had they ended up on her? She looked up toward Wei Zhao and saw him giving her a malicious grin and a nod.

Feng Xiaoxiao wanted to untie the firecrackers behind her, but discovered that the wretch Wei Zhao had tied them in a dead knot that simply would not come loose!

Seeing that the fuse was about to burn down, Feng Xiaoxiao panicked in earnest. She could hardly drop her trousers in front of the whole school, could she? How humiliating would that be!

While Feng Xiaoxiao hesitated, the fuse burned out and the firecrackers began to go off with a "crackle-pop." Scared out of her wits, she ran pell-mell toward Zhong Yongliang, shouting as she ran, "Help! Water — is there any water?"

Zhong Yongliang was smugly admiring his handiwork, waiting for the five characters "Yao Yao, I Love You" to appear in the sky and stun the whole crowd, when he suddenly heard Feng Xiaoxiao's cry for help!

"Huh?!" Zhong Yongliang's eyes went wide. He stared in disbelief at the firecrackers burning and exploding behind Feng Xiaoxiao. Hadn't she hung them on Wei Zhao? How had they ended up on her?

After she had hung the firecrackers earlier, Feng Xiaoxiao had even given him a hand signal telling him to go ahead with the plan, and only then had he lit the fireworks. How had the firecrackers changed places in the blink of an eye?

"Sister Xiaoxiao, what are you..." Zhong Yongliang looked at Feng Xiaoxiao in bewilderment and asked.

"Never mind all that — just find me some water and put these firecrackers out!" Feng Xiaoxiao was frantic. How could she find the time or the spare hands to explain to Zhong Yongliang? The firecrackers had already burned through to her trousers, and in a moment they would reach her backside...

"Water... water..." Zhong Yongliang looked left and right, but where was there any water around here? When they had planted the trees earlier, they had fetched a few buckets of water to irrigate them, but all of that had been poured into the soil...

While Zhong Yongliang hesitated, the firecrackers had already raced up to Feng Xiaoxiao's backside in a flash, burning several holes clean through her trousers. Feng Xiaoxiao was on the verge of tears; forget about appearances now — she dropped to the ground and rolled, and after several rolls she finally put the firecrackers out. But the fabric behind her was scorched beyond recognition, and the burns stung terribly!

Feng Xiaoxiao was certain that something must have been exposed, so she did not even dare to stand up. Her eyes were full of grievance; she wanted to cry! But she gritted her teeth and held it in.

I am Feng Xiaoxiao, and I will not cry! I do not need anyone's sympathy or pity — crying is nothing but weakness! Feng Xiaoxiao drew a deep breath and, sitting there on the ground, said to Zhong Yongliang, "Take off your shirt and give it to me!"

"Huh? My jacket?" Zhong Yongliang was stunned.

"Hurry up! Don't waste time!" Feng Xiaoxiao frowned.

"O... okay..." Zhong Yongliang did not dare offend Feng Xiaoxiao; neither her background nor the girl herself was someone he could afford to cross. Since Feng Xiaoxiao had spoken, Zhong Yongliang had no choice but to take off his jacket and hand it to her.

Feng Xiaoxiao took Zhong Yongliang's jacket, quickly wrapped it around her waist, then rose and walked out of the crowd, heading toward the school gate...

Feng Xiaoxiao felt more wretched than words could say. She had meant to make a fool of Wei Zhao, and instead she had made a fool of herself! She had not noticed whether the students watching were laughing at her, but one thing was certain: she had become a laughingstock!

Her backside blown open into a blooming flower by firecrackers, and she a girl besides — there was no more humiliating thing in the world!

"Wei Zhao! I'm going to eat you alive!" Feng Xiaoxiao was on the verge of going mad. Sitting in her car, grinding her teeth in fury, she took the steering wheel for Wei Zhao himself and pounded it hard again and again before her anger was barely spent...

But once the anger had ebbed, a searing pain came throbbing from her backside! She had not paid it any mind before, but now that the sensation had caught up with her, it hurt so much that Feng Xiaoxiao did not dare sit down squarely. Half propping herself up on her buttocks, she started the car; she had to get home and rest, and quickly...

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