A world where love reigns supreme? This is truly chaotic!

87. Aren't we friends?

Han Junche's smile vanished the moment he entered the room. Before he could react, three or four large hands had already grabbed his arms from both sides. The three boys who came in with him were also dragged inside. At this moment, they only wished that the door frame was too narrow, otherwise one of them would have been able to escape.

In fact, as soon as Han Junche started speaking, everyone in the class heard the commotion and gradually came to the front door of the classroom to lie in wait. The more they listened, the more familiar the voice became, and now that they looked, it was indeed Han Junche.

I told you so, smiles don't disappear, they just shift. Now it's the turn of the True Feelings Club members around us to smile.

This large group of people actually harbored quite a deep hostility towards Han Junche, after all, it was his fault for teaching them to become sycophants! If it weren't for Guangchang Chen's timely appearance, they would probably still be doing those self-indulgent, foolish things.

all because of you!

"Former president," the same boy who had been picking up pebbles earlier said with a smile to Han Junche.

Han Junche felt a chill run down his spine, vaguely sensing what was about to happen to him. He involuntarily pulled back, but the door behind him was immediately closed by others, and he could only look at Guang Changchen on the podium.

Guangchang could easily see the despair in those eyes. Now, trying to seek reconciliation was just asking for trouble. He shrugged and said casually, "Tear him apart."

"No! No!" Han Junche suddenly screamed, and the three boys following him were torn apart. Only Han Junche was still fighting back. More and more people surrounded him. His back was pressed against the wall, and he kept screaming.

This was completely different from his usual friendly demeanor; he was making a complete fool of himself. One would think that with such a poor number of people, he should accept his fate, but unexpectedly, he was still trying to persevere.

Helpless like a child of only a few years old, it sounded rather pitiful, while Guangchang's side sounded like the villains. Isn't the current situation a righteous brawl?

Chen Nuanxin and Guangchang watched from the sidelines. In less than half a minute, not only were the brand-name clothes torn, but even the school uniform jacket was ripped open, and the collar of the shirt inside was pulled wide. Han Junche was still defeated and ranked outside the top 100.

Han Junche comes from a good family, but wasn't it him who selected this group of equally well-off members? He was spoiled since childhood and couldn't stand the slightest temper, so now is the perfect time for him to vent.

Han Junche squatted silently by the wall, burying his head in his own thoughts, while Guangchang Chen led his men out of the classroom and headed towards the area where the circle was further narrowed.

In the areas they passed through, they occasionally encountered small groups, but seeing the despair of the large group led by Guang Guangchen, they generally did not put up much resistance. With so many people, Guang Guangchen did not need to lift a finger; they simply crushed them all the way through.

This time it really is a speed bump.

Another half hour passed, and it was already 11:30. According to the number of people counted on the website, there were still more than 60 people left. Guang Chen had a feeling that it was almost over.

The largest group that should remain is the fan club led by Xiao Yuran, and their numbers are probably about the same as theirs.

The shrinking circle didn't move towards the teaching building, but instead went towards...

Guangchang was stunned for a moment. The group walked through the corridor in front of the teaching building and finally encountered the last large group. The girl in the lead was wearing a scarf and gloves and looked quite cold. Behind her was a large group of people, both men and women.

"Guangdong Chen?" Xiao Yuran asked in confusion.

It seems everyone knows them...

"Oh, you're Xiao Yuran from the student council's support group, right?"

"That's right, just as the president predicted, you've reached the top... You did a good job." Xiao Yuran actually praised Guangchang at this moment, which Guangchang could only interpret as a provocation from the other party who was confident of victory.

"Could it be that the leader of the fan club also wants to join the ranks of core members?"

“No…” Xiao Yuran denied Guangchang’s words and continued, “For our fan club, liking the student council is one aspect, but because of that liking, maintaining a distance from our idol is something that every member of the fan club should do. Not causing trouble for the president is one of the principles of our fan club.”

Huh? What did that girl just say? Guangchang even thought he was hallucinating. Such positive remarks coming from the mouth of a fan leader? Because you like someone, you should keep your distance? Holy crap! Guangchang was shocked. In such a chaotic world of views on love, there were actually a group of people with such sound values. It was like a ray of sunshine suddenly breaking through the clouds on a cloudy day, which completely moved Guangchang.

Xiao Yuran pushed up her glasses, ignoring Guangchang's emotional reaction, and said, "This time we were also following the chairman's instructions to tear apart everyone we encountered. Guangchang, this may be the last battle."

At this point, the atmosphere of a major battle had reached its peak. Chen Nuanxin stepped forward and shouted, "Enough talk! Charge!"

The moment they finished shouting, the two groups rushed towards each other, and a massive melee ensued.

Guangchang finally got to play the name tag ripping game, and he was going to have a good time with one or two boys. Just then, a shout came from the side: "Boss! I'm here to help you!"

Chen Nuanxin and three or four boys quickly approached to protect their leader's safety. The battle lasted for three minutes, with neither side showing any intention of backing down, so it ended exceptionally quickly. Ultimately, Guangchang Chenfang won with the remaining eight members.

Xiao Yuran was torn apart by Chen Nuanxin halfway through, but her expression did not change. Now that she was defeated, she was not upset. She just stood under the sheltered tree and watched. When it was over, she didn't even say much to Guang Chen. The two just looked at each other and then Xiao Yuran led her people away.

The rational fan leader gave Guangchang a pretty good impression of Xiao Yuran, which explains why she became the head of a fan club.

After resolving this brutal battle, Guangchang looked at the area where the circle was about to shrink and roughly understood what was going on. He glanced at the number of people and saw that there were only twelve left. He continued along the path and took out three more people, bringing the number of people to nine.

Aside from Guangchang's group of eight, only one person remained, and the location of the shrinking circle finally arrived at that incredibly familiar area: the botanical garden.

"We've almost reached this point," Guangchang said, stopping in his tracks.

"Isn't there one more person, boss?" the boy who approached asked curiously.

Guangchang looked at him, pointed in the direction of the botanical garden, and said, "There's still the president left inside. Are you sure you want to go in and tear him apart?"

Upon hearing that it was the president, everyone trembled and could only manage awkward smiles. They would never dare to tear apart the president.

"That's it then, boss." A boy took off his school uniform jacket and easily tore off the name tag on the back. The boys nearby did the same, showing no intention of competing for it.

"Okay." Guangchang nodded, watched the group leave, led Nuanxin to the entrance of the botanical garden, and said, "Nuanxin, wait for me here."

"Okay~" Chen Nuanxin replied lazily. It seemed that Nuanxin was a little tired after playing for so long.

Then Guang Chen looked at the gate of the botanical garden, put his hand on the handle, turned it, and walked into the botanical garden.

Upon entering, Guang Chen immediately smelled the familiar scent unique to the botanical garden and saw Yan Xingmeng sitting in the center.

He closed the door behind him and walked straight up.

This time, he didn't take the initiative to speak. Instead, he quietly sat down next to Yan Xingmeng and waited. Anyway, Yan Xingmeng never played by the rules. He had seen this before and thought that she would give a super surprising opening speech. But no, Yan Xingmeng liked to lower your expectations of what would happen to the lowest level, making you feel like you were waiting for a firecracker to explode, only to find out after a while that it was a dud.

Oh right, it's the final moment now, might as well ask Miss Jiang, the lie should be exposed by now.

He took out his phone and saw that Jiang Xintong had sent him a WeChat message five minutes earlier.

"What a pity... It was accidentally torn up... Now I can't win, but I can still make it into the top ten."

There are still some in the top ten.

Guangchang pursed his lips, about to respond politely to a subordinate, when a hand quietly pressed down on his phone screen as he typed. Turning his head, he saw that Yan Xingmeng had already stood up and was standing next to him, staring at him with slight dissatisfaction, saying, "You're already here, are you still going to send a WeChat message to Jiang Xintong?"

What you're saying...

Guangchang turned off the screen and then looked at Yan Xingmeng sitting on the other side of the sofa next to him.

Yan Xingmeng didn't beat around the bush and asked directly, "Do you want to join F6?"

Guangchang shook his head without hesitation.

Yan Xingmeng wasn't angry when she saw this; she even nodded calmly and said, "If you don't want to join, then don't join. Or perhaps this is more in line with your style. But someone has to be a core member."

"Hey, isn't there a warm-hearted person outside?" Guangchang pointed towards the door.

"Pfft, that's heartwarming, hmm~ that's fine too, it's perfect for me to plant as a spy next to you." Yan Xingmeng chuckled.

"Are you kidding me? How could Nuanxin possibly be in the middle of it..." At this point, Guangchang Chen lost confidence. Nuanxin was still very greedy. Nothing in this world is absolute.

"Hahaha, you think so too, right?" Yan Xingmeng laughed heartily, leaning back on the sofa, then looked at Guang Yuchen and said, "Since we're at the very end, why don't we tear it apart and see?"

"What else is there for us to fight over..."

"Hey, does that mean that in Guangchang's eyes, even during the competition, I'm not considered an enemy?"

Yan Xingmeng just wanted to tease Guangchang Chen and steer the conversation toward the topic of their somewhat intimate relationship. Anyway, there was plenty of time, and there were no security cameras in the botanical garden, so they could have a one-on-one time alone without anyone watching.

Under normal circumstances, Guangchang would definitely say that she was confusing the concepts, and then perhaps he would say...

"When did I ever consider you an enemy...?"

Yes, it is like that.

"We've always been friends, haven't we?"

"..."

Yan Xingmeng was speechless for a moment. Guangchang Chen was absolutely right, but she just couldn't bring herself to speak.

"Come on, turn around and let me experience what it's like to tear off name tags." Guang Chen hadn't managed to tear off a single name tag himself during the chaotic battle just now, as he had been completely protected in the center by the Zhenxin Society. Now he wanted to experience it.

Yan Xingmeng was a little confused, but after hearing Guangchang's words, she slowly turned around and revealed the name tag behind her.

Guangchang pulled on it; it was still a bit sticky. He then added some force, and as Yan Xingmeng's body swayed back and forth, her name tag was torn off.

"Hahaha, President, eliminated!" Guangchang laughed heartily, completely unaware of Yan Xingmeng's change in expression.

88. Please give me some courage!

By the time he noticed her, Yan Xingmeng had already puffed out her cheeks, frowned, and clenched her fists. Then, with a grunt, her small fists rained down on Guangchang Chen, striking him until he begged for mercy and lay on his side on the sofa.

"What are you doing? If you don't want to, just say so. Why are you resorting to violence?" Guangchang quickly complained.

"Hmph!" Yan Xingmeng tilted her head back slightly, looking unconvinced. The punch that came down had no force at all, just like a child throwing a tantrum. Although Yan Xingmeng looked very thin, she shouldn't be so weak that she didn't even have the strength to hit someone.

"Then I'll put it back on for you."

"No need, rules are rules, I'm already eliminated." Yan Xingmeng said this without looking at him directly, continuing to puff out her cheeks.

Why are you suddenly getting angry...?

“Then tear mine off.” Guangchang Chen turned around and pointed to the name tag on his back.

"Eliminating people can't tear off other people's name tags either, that's the rule."

"Eh……"

It's rare to see someone who sets the rules so strictly adhere to them, but it does fit Guangchang's impression of her.

"I know, but we've always been friends. I've always considered encountering Xiao Yuran and her group as the final battle. The idea of ​​a one-on-one fight with you, President, is something I just couldn't imagine." Guang Chan closed his eyes, trying to visualize the scene. He was male and had the upper hand in every way. The President was, after all, a girl. As long as he restrained her, even if her back was pressed firmly against the sofa, protecting her name tag, he could still tear it off after a struggle. As for the process of the struggle…

That's a bit too much wishful thinking.

"What's so unimaginable about this? Are you afraid of me?"

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that I subconsciously keep a distance from you, Chairman."

"Why?" Yan Xingmeng pressed, leaning closer.

"Perhaps, perhaps the difference in family background is too great, which puts some pressure on us without us even realizing it," Guangchang said thoughtfully, his arms crossed.

"Then you should obediently join F6. That way you can see me more often each week, and gradually you'll get rid of this pressure, okay?" Yan Xingmeng's tone carried a hint of pleading as she stared intently at Guangchang Chen.

Guangchang Chen fell silent immediately, staring into Yan Xingmeng's pupils. Most people's pupils are a mix of brown and black, but Yan Xingmeng's were more brown, which made her eyes appear exceptionally bright whenever a beam of light shone down. Suddenly, he felt that the sofa, which was originally 1.8 meters long, had become particularly small, and when he reached back with his right hand, he had already reached the edge of the armrest.

"I've already said I won't join; my life is already very busy."

"Tch~" Yan Xingmeng didn't press the matter further, and straightened up, looking somewhat uninterested.

After a few seconds of silence, Guang Chen asked first, "You tore up Jiang Xintong's picture, didn't you?"

"Hmm? Guessed it?"

"There's a hint of that. If we're talking about who in this school would dare to tear her apart, it's probably only you, the student council president. I heard you tore her apart quite early on."

"Of course, Xintong's chances of winning this event are far too high, so I had to step in myself to increase the uncertainty of the outcome."

"But don't do it so early. Let her at least play through the mid-game. With her personality, being eliminated so early will be very upsetting for her..." Guangchang sighed softly, already imagining Jiang Xintong unable to accept reality and bursting into tears.

“Isn’t this even better? It will give her more motivation to compete with me in the future. She’s not the type to give up easily,” Yan Xingmeng said, raising one finger.

"And could you please not bring up Xintong when we're alone together?"

As she spoke, Yan Xingmeng puffed out her cheeks again.

Yan Xingmeng was really too willful today.

Guangchang Chen quickly thought for a moment and said with a smile, "What's the harm in bringing it up? Aren't the president and I friends? Do friends even get jealous of each other?"

When Guang Guangchen first used this argument to retaliate, he was actually a little down and melancholy inside. After all, as he said before, people aren't machines. Can they just let go of everything with a single sentence? Would that make them human? Everyone can only gradually eliminate some bad thoughts after they have firmly established their personal beliefs. So, at first, Guang Guangchen felt a little uncomfortable when his friends were mentioned. But as he gradually adjusted his mindset, he is now basically indifferent to these words.

But for the president, it really works! Anyway, her favorability rating is 39 points. No matter how much she teases herself, makes the conversation ambiguous, or tries to pull him into the illusion of being in love, as long as he has these eyes, Guangchang can see through it all!

A fake is a fake! Don't tell me about the patina or the texture, or that it's old. I even saw the words "microwave safe" on it, and you're still telling me it's real?

Using those words to counter the president now is incredibly effective.

Sure enough, Yan Xingmeng didn't know how to respond after hearing this. Forget about whether the moves are old or not, just tell me if they work!

"Did you... see it with your own eyes?" Yan Xingmeng's voice suddenly softened as she asked.

"Correct."

"Is it absolutely impossible to be mistaken?"

"Yes, there's absolutely no mistake." Guangchang said this with more confidence in his cheat system.

"Is that so... then I'll tell you about the new progress if there are any changes in the future?" Yan Xingmeng finally raised her head and smiled, as if she had skipped this part. It's always like this, and Guangchang Chen is getting used to it.

After this back and forth, Guangchang Chen started to get a little bored. He wondered if Yan Xingmeng herself was also getting bored...

Guangchang responded, stood up, pointed to the doorway, and said, "Shall we go open the door together?"

"Okay, sure." Yan Xingmeng watched as Guang Chen took two steps down the central steps and walked towards the entrance of the botanical garden, while she herself was lost in thought.