Whoosh ââ
As if struck by lightning, the principal was shocked as his whole body stood petrified. Once he finally reacted, he angrily attempted to block the camera with his hands.
âHow can you stream this?! Shut it off! Shut it off immediately!â
But it was too late.
The netizens were already on him like a pack of hungry wolves.
ââ[Performance arts? This is treating a human life like waste!]
ââ[There must be something going on that this school is hiding, it must be investigated thoroughly!]
ââ[That Rong Rong kid just said something very terrifying! Does this kind of thing happen often?!]
With the help of the negotiators and de-escalators, the child on the rooftop was safely persuaded.
His face was pale, and he looked extremely weak, but at least his mental state seemed to have mellowed out.
Yet, at the sight of the principal, his entire body began to shudder uncontrollably like a flower petal in a storm.
It was a fear that came from the depths of his soul.
The boy sobbed. He instinctively wanted to run for the balcony again but was fortunately restrained.
Rong Huai watched the scenes with a cold stare, as if indifferent to the whole situation. But the hand hanging by his side slowly clenched into a fist.
âBig sister~â He beckoned Xiang Yi in a mischievous tone. âDo a lot of people watch your stream? Are there 100,000 viewers?â
Xiang Yi: âI donât know, probably?â
She had never paid attention to the viewer statistics for âTwo Under One Roofâ and had no idea of the traction their show had.
âWow~ it must be very influential.â Rong Huai arrogantly rested an elbow on Xiang Yiâs shoulder but had enough propriety not to put his entire weight on her.
Only the action lookedâ¦
Very ruffian.
Without hesitation, two annoyed male voices rang out at the same time.
âMove your arm!â
âYou donât want your arm anymore?â
The two men looked oppressive as they gave off menacing auras. Rong Huai might be effective in dealing with brats his own age, but it was quite dangerous to pit himself against these two.
Instinctively, he retracted his hand angrily and lowered his voice to ask: âBig sister, do you have two boyfriends? If so, do you mind one more?â
Xiang Yi: âLittle boy, you are in need of a good beating.â
Rong Huai: âBig sister, canât I dream about it at least?â
Xiang Yi raised her eyebrows slightly, her gaze so cold that Rong Huai felt his little heart palpitate.
Thinking of her neatly extending her graceful hand to beat him, the boyâs throat rolled with a gulp.
âBig sister, Iâll be good, Iâll stop thinking about that.â
âDonât you guys think itâs a bit weird?â Li Jianyu scratched his head. âSomething unexplainableâ¦â
Xiang Li looked around him and slowly said to himself: âNoise.â
Li Jianyuâs eyes lit up.
Thatâs right!
Noise!
Today was the first day back to school, so there should be large crowds at the school. Aside from Rong Huai and the others, however, the school yard was empty.
And when such a big commotion happened, there wasnât a single student peeping out from the hallways or the windows!
Even the boys who had gone to steal eggs with Rong Huai did not display a hint of surprise, expressions numb and soulless throughout the whole ordeal.
Rong Huai paced toward the camera with an extremely photogenic face and smiled warmly at the camera with a frivolous attractiveness.
âBecause if someone makes a sound, they will be locked in the small, dark room.â
The principal was outraged. âShut up! Donât speak nonsense! This kid is mentally ill, donât believe what he says!â
Rong Huai tilted his head as the bruises on his face crinkled. His smile faded a little bit as he turned into a twisted and sick young boy.
âWhat about it?â
âI think⦠I quite like being a psycho.â