Chapter 250: Chapter 250 Divide the Flowers
The classmates almost started fighting amongst themselves.
Bai Shaolin stared coldly at Sheng Tang.
Jiang Wei also glanced over, her eyes burned by the sight of those red roses, her heart turning blood red. The jealousy almost consumed her.
Feng Yijin looked on with disdain.
Sheng Tang walked to the doorway, fixating her gaze on Gu Jiahui.
The snow grew heavier, blanketing the entire campus. Everywhere was pure white, except for the roses in Gu Jiahui’s hand, which stood out from the mundane world with their dazzling color.
Their fiery, seductive red bloomed fiercely.
"Junior, happy birthday." Gu Jiahui handed the roses forward, "Congratulations on turning eighteen..."
Sheng Tang’s eyes flickered a bit. She smiled slightly and took them. "Thank you, Senior Brother."
There were louder cheers from the classroom, even some nosy students from the next class came out to watch.
"Eighteen now, you can start dating, right?" Gu Jiahui asked softly, his voice still tender.
He was slender and handsome, and when he spoke softly, his gentle nature overflowed, wrapping around people.
Those who didn’t know him would be easily deceived.
Sheng Tang knew he secretly liked Yang Mingming; everything he did was to deliberately tease her.
Given Gu Jiahui’s pursuit, those who admired him must be feeling uncomfortable, placing Sheng Tang in a difficult situation.
Previously, Sheng Tang didn’t want to cause trouble and refused to admit she knew Gu Shiting.
Gu Jiahui wanted to see who could bring Sheng Tang more trouble between him and Gu Shiting.
He squinted slightly, smiling as he observed her, wanting to see how this junior would handle the upcoming situation.
"Sure, but not with you." Sheng Tang smiled, "I don’t want second-hand love."
Gu Jiahui smiled, "How harsh!"
"You still have the nerve to call others harsh?" Sheng Tang held the roses, her smile carrying a hint of ridicule.
Gu Jiahui then burst out laughing.
He said a few more words and then turned to leave.
Sheng Tang returned carrying the roses, and everyone looked at her again.
She stopped at the podium and smiled at her classmates, "Senior Brother Gu from Grade 3 said, today is the first snow of the year, and he’s celebrating for the girls in our class."
Then, she started to dismantle the bouquet, "One rose per person. If there are extras, the boys can take them too."
The classroom went silent for a moment.
Then, the classmates laughed.
Jiang Baocu secretly let out a sigh of relief, thinking that Sheng Tang, being experienced, knew that keeping or throwing away the bouquet was like holding a ticking bomb.
Sheng Tang dismantled all the roses and started distributing them from the first group, giving each girl one rose.
The roses Gu Jiahui gave were imported, richly fragrant, each one exceptionally full, with distinct layers of petals.
When she reached Feng Yijin and Wei Chengjun’s table, Sheng Tang smiled and asked them, "Do you want one?"
Feng Yijin turned her face away and snorted coldly.
Wei Chengjun felt embarrassed and said, "Yes, I do."
Sheng Tang handed her two roses.
In Class 1, except for a few girls who had conflicts with Sheng Tang, most didn’t dislike her and happily accepted the roses she distributed.
Those who didn’t like Sheng Tang, begrudgingly accepted the roses as well.
In the end, four roses were indeed left over.
The shameless boys in the class stood up one after another, vying for a rose. Sheng Tang generously gave them the extras.
The class erupted in cheers, like it was a festival.
Returning to her seat, Sheng Tang felt indifferent, while Jiang Baocu let out a huge sigh of relief.
Right at that moment, the headteacher, with a grim face, stood at the classroom door.
"Sheng Tang, come out," the headteacher said coldly.