Yu-Gi-Oh!, the Roar of the Weak

Chapter 422 Acquaintances

Just as Di Xing was about to suffer another cruel blow, the probability teacher suddenly stepped in front of everyone.

"Gambling is about accepting the consequences of your bets; taking your losses out on others is a despicable act."

"Teacher, I also bet 100 yuan on that Jia Zhengyi. Do you think I'm here to get revenge on this classmate?"

Upon hearing this, the crowd released Di Xing and scattered.

Di Xing fell on his backside again, but fortunately he wasn't seriously injured.

The teacher said to Di Xing, who was rubbing his bottom, "Young man, keep up the good work, I have faith in you!"

What the teacher didn't tell everyone was that he initially bet 1000 yuan on Jia Zhengyi to win, but at the last second before Di Xing won, he secretly changed it to betting 100 yuan on Jia Zhengyi and 900 yuan on Di Xing. That's why he made a fortune this time.

Just kidding, he's the one who started this business, how could he possibly lose money?

The teacher walked away happily with her hands behind her back.

Chen Mo jogged over again and extended her hand to Di Xing.

"You're amazing! I just bet on you and won over 700 yuan, which is more than my weekly wage. Thank you so much! Come on, let me treat you to something delicious."

Di Xing reached out and took Chen Mo's small hand.

Fifteen minutes later, Di Xing and Chen Mo sat staring at each other in a restaurant in Lower Ring Road.

"You said you'd treat me to dinner, so you're eating here? Are you trying to thank me or get me into trouble?"

"I'm also short on cash, but let me tell you a trick: these shredded potatoes can still be eaten after soaking in water!"

Di Xing glanced at the food in front of Chen Mo and fell silent.

This little girl seemed to really be broke; she only ordered a plate of shredded potatoes for Di Xing, and only took half a bowl of rice for herself.

Di Xing simply piled the shredded potatoes on top of her rice. "I'm not hungry."

Just as Chen Mo was about to say something, the cafeteria's loudspeaker suddenly blared.

"Dick Sing, from Lower Wan, please take the elevator to the restaurant in Sheung Wan. Someone is waiting for you."

Di Xing was baffled. Who would invite him? Could it be Xiao Ai (his online friend)? Oh well, whatever, he was just thinking of checking out some restaurants in Sheung Wan anyway.

So he said goodbye to Chen Mo and went to the elevator in the center of the restaurant.

This restaurant is actually a huge building, spanning the upper, middle, and lower ring roads, like a three-tiered terraced field, connected by a large escalator.

In fact, people on each floor can see what's above them by looking up, and there's a huge screen on the cafeteria wall that can be clearly seen from any corner of the restaurant.

A waiter was waiting for him at the elevator entrance; without special authorization, one could not use the elevator to go to the upper-level restaurant.

The waiter opened the door for Di Xing, who then boarded the escalator and slowly ascended.

As he passed through Central, a group of people cast curious glances at him; it seemed like no one had ridden that elevator in a long time.

And so, Di Xing arrived at the upper level, where another waiter was waiting. Upon seeing Di Xing arrive, the waiter immediately led him to a luxurious booth.

When Di Xing saw the figure in the booth, his scalp tingled instantly.

The person was dressed in a white kimono with red maple leaf patterns, her cascading black hair falling from a large red bow. Her slender fingers held a cup of light tea, and she sipped it gently. It was none other than the one he hated so much—Zhuang Sidai, the eldest daughter of the Zhuang family.

What are you doing here?

"I'm a student here, of course I'm here."

"What...what do you want with me?"

"Of course I want you to return my family's cards."

"impossible"

Stella Jones tapped the table twice with her slender fingertips.

"Don't be so quick to refuse. I was a bit presumptuous last time. I did some more research and found out you seem to really like money."

"Are you kidding me? I'm not short of money, and besides, you've put my friend in danger."

"Didn't I not hurt your little lover? Otherwise, you'd have another acquaintance now. Besides, I didn't even burn the books in the library. Now take a look at this."

Johnsy snapped her fingers, and a waiter immediately opened a briefcase.

When Di Xing saw the room filled with money, his eyes widened.

At that moment, he really wanted to slap himself, because he had already mortgaged the card to the dorm manager, and with so many people living in the dorm now, he couldn't possibly go to the manager to return the card.

So he could only refuse with tears in his eyes, saying, "No, I have principles."

Zhuang Sidai didn't seem to care, but continued to smile, "Is it because you pawned the card to the dorm manager and there are other people living in your dorm that it's difficult to return it?"

"You investigated me?"

"Isn't that obvious? I also know you're secretly planning to open a tutoring center outside of school."

"N-N-what? You found this out?"

"So I still hope you can get this money to pay off your card. This money is enough to buy a house on the third floor. As for the tenants in your house now, I heard they haven't been paying you rent. I advise you, don't be a good Samaritan."

"I'm not a kind person," Di Xing retorted, "it's because all the women who moved in are stunning beauties."

"Really? Then we'll have to..." Zhuang Sidai snapped her fingers again.

Their images suddenly appeared on the big screen, and everyone looked over curiously.

Just then, Johnny snapped her fingers again, and the image vanished instantly.

"What...what do you want to do?"

"Your tutoring center is definitely geared towards students in the lower district, right? If they knew that you and I, a student in the upper district, were so close that we ate together, do you think they would still trust you? Would they still go to your tutoring center?"

"If others find out you're having dinner with someone from the lower class, it won't be good for your reputation, will it?" Di Xing tried to retort.

"What does it matter? They'll just think I keep a dog. Other noble ladies do this all the time. I've never done it before, but it's not strange that I suddenly want to learn from them, is it?"

"you!"

"Huh? Our Miss Zhuang has finally come to her senses and is planning to keep male servants?" A melodious voice, accompanied by the fragrance of peach blossoms, wafted over again, and student council president Luo Jixian walked over slowly.

Di Xing noticed a complex expression flash across Zhuang Sidai's face, a mixture of disgust, apprehension, and even...joy?

Luo Jixian walked to the table, smiled at Di Xing, and said, "May I sit here?"

This was the first time Di Xing had observed her face up close, and it was indeed breathtakingly beautiful.

"Of course, you can."

"President, please don't tease me," Zhuang Sidai retorted elegantly yet sternly. "I'm negotiating with him."

"Really? I thought Miss Zhuang had suddenly become enlightened."

"President, haven't you never had a male servant either?"

"That's because I haven't found the right one yet, but I think this one is quite nice."

As she spoke, she cast a coquettish glance at Di Xing, who shuddered.

"I advise you not to get involved with him. Although you can't tell from the surface, he's actually a notorious lecher."

"Don't ruin my reputation!"

Luo Ji laughed so hard her body trembled. "I really couldn't tell!"

"Furthermore," Zhuang Sidai took another elegant sip of tea, "your luck has never been very good; getting close to him might bring misfortune."

"I've already said my luck is conserved."

For the first time, Luo Jixian showed a hint of displeasure. It seemed she cared a lot about others saying she had bad luck, just as she had during the duel.