Zhong Yi asked his sister what was happening to him, and Zhong Nuan said it was a case of crowd panic disorder. Whenever there were a lot of people around, he would feel tightness in his chest, have difficulty breathing, and be too afraid to look up, leaving him in a state of confusion. After carefully recalling the situation at the time, Zhong Yi realized that the description matched his own condition exactly, and he realized he had a strange illness. Therefore, he never attended any school activities with large crowds.

Zhong Yi took a quick stroll to the restroom and then walked back. After relieving his uncomfortable feelings in the corridor, he returned to the classroom. As the second class began, Zhong Yi began to idly play with a pen. He couldn't quite master the pen twirling technique, and the pen kept slipping, but he persisted in twirling it with a sense of persistence.

Jin Shaoze was annoyed just watching from the side.

"Stop fidgeting, it's annoying," Jin Shaoze said impatiently, propping his forehead with his hand.

Zhong Yi happened to drop his pen again, and it made a "crack" sound as it fell onto the table.

"You can leave if you find it irritating." Despite these words, Zhong Yi obediently held the pen in his hand and stopped fidgeting. He was feeling annoyed too, but there was nothing to do. If he didn't find something to occupy himself, Zhong Yi would just fall asleep. What would he do when the homeroom teacher arrived later?

Jin Shaoze viciously glared at him, but Zhong Yi, with a thick skin, pretended not to see and then started reading a book.

"Idiot." Jin Shaoze muttered to himself. Zhong Yi only heard a faint sound, but couldn't make out what was being said.

Zhong Yi wanted to chat with Jin Shaoze about something, but the two of them had absolutely nothing to talk about, resulting in a dead silence.

So, Zhong Yi sat on his seat, feeling extremely bored. He sat there daydreaming, shaking left and right, as if he had ADHD, constantly moving every second.

Jin Shaoze found him annoying, so he directly lay down on the table and fell asleep. Zhong Yi rolled his eyes and started amusing himself again.

"Doesn't matter~ Who will fall in love with whom~ Doesn't matter--" Zhong Yi softly sang, apparently because it sounded terrible. Jin Shaoze's voice was icy cold, "Shut up."

Zhong Yi pouted and shook his head. He decided not to sing after all. He admitted that his singing was truly terrible, even cats couldn't help but go crazy listening to it, not to mention Jin Shaoze, who had a notoriously short temper.

During the evening self-study session, there was a commotion in the class. Zhong Yi, however, did not mingle with the crowd; he was alone, leaning over his desk, drawing. Zhao Yuyang and the girls in the class were having a blast, laughing until their faces turned red.

It's tiring to keep one's head down drawing. Just as he was about to stretch his lazy waist, he saw a cute looking girl walking up to Jin Shaoze. Blushing and looking shy, it seemed like she knew what this girl had in mind. As a result, Zhong Yi grinned in a particularly lewd manner.

Jin Shaoze looked at Zhong Yi in confusion. This guy's smile was so disgusting. So, he kicked Zhong Yi's shin with annoyance and said, "What's so funny? You've eaten too much shit."

In fact, Zhong Yi merely smiled, revealing his teeth. Due to Jin Shaoze's bad mood, he found Zhong Yi's silly appearance quite ugly.

Zhong Yi scowled and exclaimed, "Oh my goodness, you turtle of a scoundrel!"

Jin Shaoze squinted his eyes. This desk mate is quite interesting. No one dares to provoke Jin Shaoze. Even if they want to curse, they can only do it under their breath. Yet when Zhong Yi showed up, he directly challenged Jin Shaoze's authority. It must be said, Zhong Yi is truly an idiot.

Jin Shaoze quickly reached out and grabbed the collar of Zhong Yi's clothes, saying, "Do you like to curse?"

"Your uncle..." Zhong Yi struggled to lock eyes with Jin Shaoze, his gaze sharp as he repeated his words once again.

Jin Shaoze's hand, clenched into a fist, was already prepared to strike Zhong Yi. Suddenly, the girl who had been standing on the side for so long screamed awkwardly, "I like you, Jin Shaoze!"

Zhong Yi struggled for a moment before grabbing onto Jin Shaoze's collar tightly.

He simply chuckled, but for no reason, he was kicked by Jin Shaoze. He only grumbled, "Your uncle," and you want to have a fight!

But the collar was pulled up, and Jin Shaoze had an extremely foul expression on his face. Unless he taught him a lesson, it seemed unlikely that he would be satisfied. However, Zhong Yi didn't know how to fight. He didn't even know any basic self-defense skills. He could only mimic Jin Shaoze's actions and grab his neck.

But Zhong Yi was well aware that he was at a disadvantage.

Zhong Yi pulled Jin Shaoze by the collar, but he didn't even furrow his brows. Meanwhile, Jin Shaoze gripped Zhong Yi's collar, leaving Zhong Yi helpless and cowering with his head tilted back.

"Wow!" The whole class erupted, all looking towards the direction of Jin Shaoze and Zhong Yi.

Zhao Yuyang also came to join in the fun and turned his head to see Jin Shaoze and Zhong Yi engaged in a heated fight, with their faces red and their necks thick. Of course, only Zhong Yi's face had turned red, while Jin Shaoze didn't even furrow his brows.

"Why are you two wrestling? Young Master Jin, there's a girl next to you confessing her feelings. At least take a look!" Zhao Yuyang stood up and immediately pulled apart Zhong Yi and Jin Shaoze. If these two were to fight, Zhong Yi would definitely be at a disadvantage! It's better to intervene, since they at least know each other. Best to put a stop to it.

With a shake of his hand, Zhong Yi immediately released his grasp, feeling uncomfortable under the scrutiny of the whole class.

It's a bit like he made a mistake and got caught.

Without saying a word, Jin Shaoze forcefully grabbed the collar of Zhong Yi's clothes and threw him against the wall. Zhong Yi's back was hit, and he let out a muffled groan, his brows furrowing in pain as he looked at Jin Shaoze.

Suddenly, a wave of people rushed forward from behind. Zhong Yi's pupils immediately contracted. Countless pairs of eyes stared at him, intensifying the suffocating feeling that was about to overwhelm his mind. His chest felt tight and he struggled for breath, feeling as uncomfortable as a duck out of water.

No one cared about what happened to Zhong Yi, they just gathered around to watch the commotion. The crowd became increasingly dense, forming a solid wall of people.

Zhong Yi couldn't take it anymore and hastily stood up, running out through the back door.

No one probably expected that Zhong Yi would flee in a panic, not even Jin Shaoze. Watching Zhong Yi's frantic footsteps, he once again felt that this guy just couldn't appreciate kindness.