The pretty little follower gets targeted by the crazy guys at the elite academy

Lin Yuxi gritted her teeth and clenched her fists.

She turned and walked to a corner, finding an inconspicuous spot to sit down.

She still wore a polite smile, but a sinister hatred was welling up in her eyes.

She looked at the six lunatics: Zhou Si was playing with a folding knife with his legs crossed, Lu Xingzhou was looking at a tablet, Lu Ran was playing a game, Pei Qingrang was reading a book, Guo Yiling was looking down at documents, and Jiang Wu was staring at the tattered painting in his arms.

They were all waiting for someone, but that person wasn't her!

Lin Yuxi clenched her fists even tighter.

It's okay.

She comforted herself.

This was their first meeting; they didn't know her yet.

After today's alumni reunion, she will have plenty of opportunities to get closer to them.

She would make those six men kneel down at her feet, one by one.

Just like the men from the previous thirty-seven worlds.

She will make that Li Ruo disappear from this world forever.

A sinister smile slowly crept onto Lin Yuxi's lips.

"cough."

The host forced himself to walk onto the stage, his voice trembling:

"Distinguished guests! Welcome to the centennial celebration of St. Lia Academy..."

His voice echoed in the auditorium, but the six people in the front row did not react; they were all immersed in their own worlds.

The host was so nervous looking at the six faces of world-class celebrities that he broke out in a cold sweat.

He forced himself to continue reading the procedure:

"First, let's invite our alumni representative... uh... to come up on stage and give a speech..."

Before the words were finished, a loud bang suddenly rang out:

"Bang!!!"

Zhou Si plunged the folding knife in his hand into the table in front of him, the blade completely submerged, with only the hilt protruding.

The auditorium was deathly silent.

The host's legs went weak and he almost knelt down.

Zhou Si looked up and glanced at him, a glance that made him feel like he was being stared at by a wild beast.

"A speech?"

Zhou Si's voice was low and hoarse, tinged with sarcasm: "What's so good about a speech?"

He drew his knife and stood up: "Let me say a few words."

The audience was silent.

Zhou Si stood in front of his seat, his gaze sweeping across the entire room.

My gaze swept over the celebrities in their suits, the reporters with their cameras, and the trembling alumni.

Then he said:

"I didn't come here to listen to your speeches."

"I'm here to find someone!"

The entire audience gasped.

Zhou Si's voice grew louder and louder:

"That person disappeared five years ago!"

"For five years, I searched the whole world, and I found nothing!"

"But I know she's still alive!"

"She will definitely... come here."

His gaze swept across the entire room once more, his eyes burning with a fire that made it impossible to look directly at him.

"Anyone who dares to stop me from finding her," a cruel smile slowly crept onto his lips.

"I'll make him wish he were dead."

The entire place was deathly silent; no one dared to speak, no one dared to breathe.

Just then, a clear, cold voice rang out:

"Zhou Si".

Lu Xingzhou stood up and looked at him, a hint of mockery in his peach blossom eyes:

"You're looking for her? You've been looking for her for five years, have you found her yet?"

Zhou Si's eyes instantly turned dangerous: "Lu Xingzhou, what do you mean?"

"What I mean is,"

Lu Xingzhou slowly adjusted his cuffs: "You've been searching for five years and haven't found her, which means you simply can't find her."

"Let me do it."

Zhou Si clenched his fists: "You fucking bastard!"

"What's all the noise about?"

Lu Ran also stood up, rolling his eyes impatiently:

"The methods you two use to find people are both incredibly stupid."

He looked at Zhou Si: "You? Using a knife to find someone?"

Then he looked at Lu Xingzhou: "You? You used money and power to find people?"

"Will it work?"

He sneered, "I used speed to find people, I searched the whole world, and I still couldn't find them!"

The three men faced off, the air thick with tension.

Pei Qingrang closed the journal and adjusted his glasses:

"What's the point of all this arguing?"

His voice remained cool and detached, but his eyes held a hint of mockery.

"If she wants to come, she will."

"If she doesn't want to come, you can turn the entire capital upside down and you still won't find her."

Guo Yiling also sighed and stood up:

"Pei Qingrang is right. Now is not the time to argue."

He looked at the other five people: "Since you're all here, you should..."

"Should be what?"

Zhou Si interrupted him, her eyes fierce: "Should we cooperate? Should we unite? Should we go find her together?!"

He sneered, "I don't trust any of you."

Lu Xingzhou smiled too, a smile as cold as ice: "Likewise."

Lu Ran shrugged: "I don't trust you guys either."

Pei Qingrang pushed up his glasses and didn't say anything, but his eyes said it all.

Jiang Wu curled up in the chair and whispered, "My sister is mine...only I can find her..."

Six people, six different attitudes, but one thing they have in common: they all distrust each other.

The atmosphere in the auditorium could no longer be described as eerie; it was tense and ready to erupt into war at any moment.

Those alumni who were invited to the school's anniversary celebration wished they could shrink themselves to the size of ants.

Some have already begun to quietly move away, some are pretending to be blind, and some are closing their eyes and silently chanting, "You can't see me, you can't see me."

The host on stage was completely petrified.

He didn't know what to do.

All he knew was that if these six people really started fighting, the auditorium might be reduced to ruins.

Fortunately, the six of them quickly calmed down.

The programs proceeded one by one.

Singing, recitation, skits, choral performances... the audience below the stage applauded and cheered, creating a lively atmosphere.

But none of the six people sitting in the first row looked at it.

They all had a feeling they would see the person they longed for today, but after so long, she still hadn't appeared.

Why?

Am I going to be disappointed again this time?

Time passed second by second, and Zhou Si's phone screen went dark and then lit up, lit up and then went dark again.

He didn't focus on anything; he was just waiting, waiting for someone who might never appear again.

"Zhou Si".

Lu Ran's voice suddenly rang out: "Can you fucking stop shaking your leg? It's so annoying."

Zhou Si was stunned for a moment, then looked down and saw that he was indeed shaking his leg, but he had no idea it was happening.

"None of your business," he replied.

Lu Ran sneered: "Five years have passed, and you're still the same pathetic creature."

Zhou Si: "You've been around for five years, and you're still as foul-mouthed as ever."

Lu Ran: "I'm foul-mouthed? You're the one who's foul-mouthed."

Zhou Si: "Want to fight?"

Lu Ran: "Come on, are you scared of me?"

The two people stood up at the same time.

The atmosphere in the first two rows of VIP seats froze instantly; no one dared to speak.

Pei Qingrang raised his head and pushed up his glasses: "If you want to fight, go outside and fight. Don't embarrass yourself here."

Zhou Si: "What's it to you?"

Pei Qingrang: "This is my alma mater. I'm just maintaining order. Is there a problem?"

Lu Xingzhou spoke slowly, "Order? Professor Pei, are you sure you're maintaining order and not stirring up trouble?"

Pei Qingrang looked at him: "President Lu, what are you trying to say?"

Lu Xingzhou smiled slightly: "What I want to say is, you've been looking for Ruoruo for five years, and after five years you still haven't found her. Are you getting anxious now?"

Pei Qingrang's eyes turned cold: "Lu Xingzhou, what do you mean?"

Lu Xingzhou: "The literal meaning."

Guo Yiling stood up: "Enough! Stop arguing!"

All six people turned to look at him.

Guo Yiling took a deep breath: "This is an alumni association, not a place for you to fight. If you want to fight, go elsewhere, don't embarrass yourself here."

Zhou Si: "You're here to join in the fun too?"

Guo Yiling: "I am the principal, I have a responsibility."

Lu Ran: "Principal? When did you become principal?"

Guo Yiling: "Graduating and immediately following in your father's footsteps, so what? Any objections?"

Lu Ran sneered: "So, you're saying 'inheriting the father's business'? Back then, we were all looking for Ruoruo, and you, on the other hand, became the principal?"

Guo Yiling's expression changed: "What do you mean?"

Lu Ran: "What do I mean? I mean, you weren't even trying to find her!"

Guo Yiling: "I...!"

That's enough.

A voice interrupted them.

Everyone looked toward the source of the sound.

River mist.

He sat there alone, holding the painting, staring blankly at the side door.

"Stop arguing."

His voice was so soft it was like a dream: "If my sister comes and sees you two arguing, she'll be unhappy."

The six people fell silent.

They looked at Jiang Wu, at the way he held the painting, and at the way he stared at the doorway.

No one spoke anymore.

The atmosphere grew even more tense.

They started arguing! They really started arguing! Five years have passed, and they're still like this, arguing every time they meet!

Zhou Si and Lu Ran almost got into a fight! Pei Qingrang and Lu Xingzhou were exchanging sarcastic remarks! Guo Yiling was surrounded! Only Jiang Wu was waiting for Li Ruo!

They're so pitiful... They waited for five years, argued for five years, and got nothing in return...

On stage, the host announces:

"The next program is a solo dance called 'Return,' performed by Li Xiaoruo."

Six lunatics: "???"