39 Pretty to See, Foul to Smell (2/2)

”He slapped me! Can you believe it?” I'll never let this pass!” Ye Yingying said furiously.

Equally exasperated, Fang Shulan gritted her teeth, ”I'll make sure that basta*rd pays us back in spades!”

”Today's incident ends here,” Chue Yu said. ”None of you should bother Xiao Lu, or I'll tear up our friendship.”

Then she wrinkled her nose and said firmly, ”I'll reimburse all of you for the money you lost. After all, it was because of me that you went out of your way to make things difficult for him, only it didn't work. It backfired.”

Her remarks made the three of them squirm. One was a veteran street dancer; the other was a past master in snooker. But Xiao Luo outdid them both, and they were the ones who were disgraced. If word got out, people would laugh their heads off.

”That bast*rd was very good at pretending to be inexperienced. Otherwise, we wouldn't have lost so badly. He tricked us.” Fang Shulan was simply pissed off at Xiao Luo.

Bai Ling decided to add her two cents, ”Come on. Didn't any of you realize that Xiao Luo was more inscrutable than any of us? He plays like a challenger in League. He's better than Shulan in street dancing. And he even outperformed Yingying in snooker. Xiao Luo is a genius who excels in everything!”

Psss

When she said that, Chu Yue, Fu Jiawei, Fang Shulan, and Ye Yingying gasped. Bai Ling's words made them realize that Xiao Luo was a prodigy in gaming, street dancing, snooker, and brawling.

Everyone was constrained by time and energy. Talent varied among individuals. It was already extraordinary for someone to excel in one or two fields. But in Xiao Luo's case, he was a prodigy in at least four. How was that possible? Of what were his brain and body made?

Could Xiao Luo be that kind of genius who only appeared once in a century, as often seen in movies?

For a moment, the three of them put their anger aside as they contemplated n Xiao Luo's phenomenal talents.

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After the disturbance Xiao Luo had created died down, the dance party soon came to an end.

Fang Shulan and Ye Yingying naturally didn't want to miss the opportunity to get it on with Fu Jiawei. Hence, they would be spending the night in the villa.

The other guests dispersed. Chu Yue and Bai Ling were also preparing to return to campus.

It was already eleven o'clock at night. The streetlights couldn't dispel the darkness. The night was as murky as ink, and every streetlamp looked like the eyes of a sleepy person that would close at any time.

On the long empty street, the wind rustled through the fallen leaves with a snapping sound.

”Bai Ling, tell me honestly. Am I as horrible as that loser poser said I was?” Chu Yue couldn't help but doubt herself.

Bai Ling said, ”Young mistress Chu. You earn tens of thousands a month just by streaming yourself playing games. Whether on food, clothes, daily necessities, you spend the money you make on yourself. If this is considered lousy, shouldn't I be ashamed of myself?”

”That's what I thought. That poser talked about me like I'm good at nothing. Why didn't I think of using my monthly income to shut Xiao Luo's big mouth?” Chu Yue said indignantly.

”I told you not to go overboard. Xiao Luo's different from other guys.”

”What's so different about him? They all have two eyes, two ears, one nose, and one mouth. Or does he have three heads and six arms?”

”Sigh, I don't know how to describe it. But regardless, I just have the feeling this guy is very different. You'd better play on him less in the future,” Bai Ling advised.

”Who wants to play with him at all? He's so boring,” she snapped contemptuously. ”The nerve!”

But when she was saying that, what appeared in her mind were the elegant dance moves, the concentrated eyes, and the devilish yet charming smirk that Xiao Luo had when he was robot dancing and playing snooker.