Imposter Young Master
Chapter 15 There are pictures and the truth_1

Chapter 15: Chapter 15 There are pictures and the truth_1

Yang Gang looked at Shen Jing, wanting to say something but held back, only to eventually break the silence. "Shen Jing, are you having any difficulties?"

A trace of melancholy flashed through Shen Jing’s eyes. Despite being fleeting, Yang Gang still caught it.

Shen Jing looked up and laughed lightly, "No."

Yang Gang didn’t press further. He paused for a moment and then advised, "Shen Jing, stop working as a companion singer at the KTV. It’s a place of chaos, not suited for you."

Yang Gang had a hunch that Shen Jing didn’t fully comprehend what being a companion singer in a KTV entailed. She likely innocently thought it just meant singing with guests.

Under the grime of social corruption, many professions have become distorted. For example, the original hairdressers are now...

Further, companion singers were initially just there to sing along, but now, they have inevitably become involved in explicit exchanges.

Though Yang Gang’s morals weren’t particularly upright under his con-artist foster father’s influence, he still viewed such changes as unnatural and abnormal.

He brooded for a moment, gave a sigh, refocused his attention on Shen Jing and explained further, "Shen Jing, being a companion singer at KTV is high-risk. Many clients can become overly excited and start to take advantage of the girls."

"Ah?" Shen Jing widened her eyes, revealing an unbelievable expression, "I didn’t know."

Yang Gang chuckled, "It’s not too late to know now. Don’t go there anymore. If you have any problems at home, I’ll help you out."

Shen Jing responded with a demure smile. "I understand."

After a pause, she added, "Actually, yesterday was my first day at work and you were my first, and only, guest. And, I haven’t even received my commission yet."

The corners of Yang Gang’s mouth twitched. I didn’t even pay yesterday. It would be a miracle if you did receive a commission!

Yang Gang and Shen Jing quickly arrived at the door of an electronic classroom in Building No.1 as they chatted along.

Glancing into the room, a middle-aged man with glasses and full of stubble was passionately lecturing.

"Little Jing, tell me, what do you think about my relationship with this stubble-faced man?" Yang Gang asked, turning to her.

At Yang Gang’s endearing address, a blush bloomed on Shen Jing’s cheeks. Her heart suddenly started racing for some unexplainable reason. She bowed her head slightly and murmured, "It’s not good."

"Not good, at what degree? Do I irritate him?" Yang Gang continued.

Shen Jing nodded.

While Yang Gang and Shen Jing were whispering outside the classroom, the classroom was on the verge of chaos.

"What the hell, aren’t that Shen Jing and the idiot Yang Gang? What a mismatched pair." A classmate was very puzzled.

"Didn’t Yang Gang finally give up on Xia Zihan after being beaten up?"

"How is that possible! His relentless pursuit of Xia Zihan didn’t cease even after countless beatings. I have to say, I kind of admire his perseverance."

"This goes to show Xia Zihan is too cold-hearted. Yang Gang has been pursuing her since kindergarten, it’s been so many years. She’s still unclear about her feelings, it’s incomprehensible what she is expecting!" A female classmate indignantly claimed.

The girl’s words immediately gained approval among the other girls.

In the fifth row near the window sat a girl who stood out among the mediocre looking girls. She was also watching Yang Gang and Shen Jing outside the classroom intently.

She was one of the four most beautiful girls in Haixing University, Xia Zihan.

Her expression was complicated, and it was hard to tell what she was thinking.

The classroom was buzzing with various discussions.

"If Yang Gang backed out from pursuing Xia Zihan after getting beaten up, I could only say he’s masochistic. He was beaten up for chasing Xia Zihan, and now he’s getting close with Shen Jing. Is he not scared of Gao Qifeng beating him up?"

"There’s a saying, ’a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.’ I guess this idiot Yang Gang must be holding this mindset. You know, Gao Qifeng is not only from a family as well-off as Yang’s but is also the president of our school’s Taekwondo club. I bet, Yang Gang wouldn’t even know how he died!"

"Don’t worry, Shen Jing won’t fall for the idiot Yang Gang. Gao Qifeng may be of comparable status to Yang Gang, but at least he’s a prestigious genius. Even he has yet to win Shen Jing over, how could Yang Gang stand a chance?"

"So tragic, I’m beginning to sympathize with him."

....

The stubble-faced man, engrossed in his own passionate lecturing, finally noticed the strange atmosphere in the classroom. He turned his head and saw Yang Gang outside the classroom, grinning at him.

A sudden chill in his heart, he stormed out of the classroom, then barked, "Yang Gang, look at the time! Are you even a student? I’m calling your parents to school."

Yang Gang giggled saucily, "Can’t do that, teacher. My dad said he’s busy, no time for petty annoyances."

Pfft!

Shen Jing couldn’t help but laugh.

...

Yang Gang’s outrageous audacity took everyone in the classroom by surprise.

Did Yang Gang take the wrong pill, or was he walloped silly? He used to scatter like a mouse at the sight of Stubble Man. Now he’s teasing him? This guy is asking for drama.

After an initial shock, Stubble Man turned furiously embarrassed.

"Yang Gang, you...you get lost!"

Yang Gang smiled coldly, "By what right? Have you grown some hair and forgotten who you are?"

Yang Gang’s words have a double meaning, referring to hair grown above or below.

Stubble Man was furious.

Seeing things escalating, Shen Jing hastily pulled on Yang Gang.

This scene fell right into Stubble Man’s eyes.

Fine, Yang Gang, you’re an idiot backed by the Yang family, I can’t afford to offend you.

But Shen Jing...

He pulled Shen Jing violently away from Yang Gang, yelling, "Shen Jing, your parents worked hard to send you to Haixing University. Is this how you repay them?"

"I..." Shen Jing was pulled forcefully by Stubble Man, losing her balance and almost falling.

A flicker of cold light passed Yang Gang’s eyes.

"Take your filthy hand off Shen Jing’s arm!" Yang Gang said coldly.

Stubble Man was furious, "What if I don’t? What, you want to fight me? Hah, I’m not ridiculing you, one hand would be enough to control you."

Yang Gang casually took out his phone and managed to capture the scene of Stubble Man pulling Shen Jing, then his expression shifted, exuding an aggressive aura.

With a light tap of his toes, before anyone could react, Yang Gang was at Stubble Man’s side, his right hand striking out like lightning, grabbing Stubble Man’s wrist and applying a little force.

Stubble Man immediately let out a heartbreaking scream, releasing Shen Jing.

Yang Gang’s knee shot up and crashed into Stubble Man’s abdomen.

With a suppressed groan, before Stubble Man could check his wrist, his abdomen was hit hard. His vision blurred, and he almost passed out.

"You’re as weak as tofu dregs, I don’t even know where you got the confidence to act tough." Yang Gang smirked coldly, "Oh, right, ’Hangcheng Aristocratic Academy, a male teacher from Haixing University openly abusing a female student’, sounds explosive, huh? There are photos to back it up, too."

Pfft!

Stubble Man actually spewed out a bit of blood.

Shen Jing had been dazed until now. She tugged at Yang Gang’s sleeve again, "Yang Gang, let it go, Teacher Li didn’t do it on purpose."

Yang Gang withdrew his menacing aura, back to his laid-back self.

"Good luck, Teacher Li. If it wasn’t for Shen Jing today, you’d be totally done for in this school. You should learn to be grateful, understand?"

Stubble Man was both shocked and heartbroken, blood and energy churning within him, and he was speechless.

"Let’s go, back to class." Said Yang Gang nonchalantly.

"Alright." Shen Jing nodded, walking back to class with Yang Gang.

At this moment, the entire class had turned to stone.