The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 220: Hated by the Japanese Occupiers

Chapter 220: Chapter 220: Hated by the Japanese Occupiers

Being Lin Shanshan’s bodyguard was no easy task.

As soon as Long Fei entered the sports field, he felt a wave of malice.

The little guys were looking at him, each seething with jealousy.

He thought to himself how just a few days into the school year, Lin Shanshan had already accumulated so many fans.

Behind the stage was a temporarily set-up tent.

The students performing today were inside changing their clothes.

Lin Shanshan, leading Long Fei, approached a tall and handsome boy who was directing a group of people busily.

Upon seeing Lin Shanshan, he was initially pleased, but then his face fell when he saw Long Fei following her.

Li Wenwen was also there, already dressed in her performance outfit.

She, Lin Shanshan, and a group of beauties were going to perform the opening dance.

In short T-shirts baring their fair midriffs, paired with denim shorts, their thighs were pale and youthful, a sight that was very fresh and pretty.

She came over, grabbed Lin Shanshan’s arm, and yelled at Long Fei, "Brother Long, you’re here too!"

Long Fei greeted them with a smile and asked, "We’re not late, are we?"

"No, there’s still time!"

Li Wenwen gave a smile and looked at Long Fei with great enthusiasm.

Lin Shanshan narrowed her eyes, as if she’d noticed something.

Ever since Li Wenwen caught a cold and fell ill, her attitude towards Long Fei had become strange.

The tall and handsome boy came over and shouted at Long Fei, "This is the backstage area for changing clothes for the performance, so could you please leave?"

He had long hair and wore an earring.

On his wrist was an expensive watch, and he was dressed in a T-shirt and three-quarter jeans, which looked quite stylish.

But the corners of his eyes were narrow, giving him a rather sullen look.

Lin Shanshan, with a touch of annoyance, said to him, "Brother Yang Hao, are you idling around with nothing to do? With so many things to take care of here, why are you picking on us?"

"Shanshan, what is he to you?"

The boy asked, not satisfied.

Lin Shanshan hugged Long Fei’s arm, with a look of intimacy declared, "Who he is to me is none of your business, is it?"

The boy, left speechless by Lin Shanshan, turned and left vexedly, but not before glaring at Long Fei.

Long Fei sighed and thought to himself, great, now he had attracted another senseless rival.

Anyone could tell from Yang Hao’s look at Lin Shanshan what he had in mind.

Li Wenwen giggled, "Lin Shanshan, you know he’s the vice president of the student council. Weren’t you a bit too hard on him?"

Lin Shanshan pursed her lips and retorted, "What vice president? I barely know him. A grown man, always hovering around women, what a bore."

Both Li Wenwen and Long Fei were amused by her remarks, and then she went inside to change.

Long Fei went to the front and found a place to stand.

A welcome party for the newcomers had been turned into a lively social gathering by these students.

When it was time, over three thousand first-year students were present, along with quite a few sophomores and juniors who came to hit on the freshwomen.

The entire sports field was brimming with people, buzzing with excitement.

As soon as the program began, it started with speeches from the student council president and several school leaders.

The students responded to each with half-hearted applause, but as soon as the speeches were done, they livened up as though they’d been injected with chicken blood.

The first item on the program immediately set the atmosphere ablaze.

It was the hot dance led by Lin Shanshan and Li Wenwen, all of them dressed in crop tops and denim shorts.

On the stage, twenty to thirty beauties.

All of them were slim-waisted with long white legs looking incredibly sizzling and explosive.

The boys in the audience were all waving their hands and shouting along, each looking like they had an excess secretion of hormones.

Lin Shanshan, recognized as the top beauty of the school, stood out even among so many other beauties.

Her figure was full of dynamism, her pretty face carried a hint of playfulness.

Her big eyes blinked, causing the boys below the stage to melt.

Yang Hao and a group of student council members watched from the side, their eyes fixed on Lin Shanshan, filled with ardor.

Someone pointed at Long Fei and asked him, "President, who is that guy? Why did I see him with Shanshan just now?"

Yang Hao’s brow cooled, and he grumbled discontentedly, "Who the hell knows, I’ve never seen him before!"

Someone said, "I think I’ve seen him, the last time the school played soccer, there was a really awesome goalkeeper, I think it was him."

"Yeah, right, he seems to have a good relationship with those in the school’s sports department!"

Someone chimed in.

Another cursed, "Bloody hell, definitely some senior about to graduate, still trying to pick up a freshman girl, shameless!"

"Not only shameless but surely a pauper too. Look at him, he’s decked out in knock-off brands, how could he be as wealthy as our Young Master Yang?"

Yang Hao’s face turned cold, his stomach churning with jealousy, and he said to the group, "Later, let’s give him a lesson, show him some color, and make him stay away from Shanshan."

"That’s right, that’s what we need to do!"

"Do it!"

"Cut him down a peg!"

The group of boys all agreed, one, to curry favor with Yang Hao, and two, they genuinely found Long Fei displeasing, feeling that he had stolen their goddess.

After a hot dance number, the girls left the stage and went behind to change clothes.

Lin Shanshan dragged Li Wenwen into the crowd and unabashedly went up and wrapped her arms around Long Fei’s arm.

The surrounding boys’ eyes turned red as they grew restless.

"Who is this kid?"

"Holy shit, he actually got to put his arm around the goddess!"

"Beast! How dare he lay hands on our goddess, I’ll chop off his arms."

The crowd sized up Long Fei, and if it weren’t for his tall and formidable presence, they would have gone up to challenge him one on one already.

Long Fei was drenched in sweat. He had initially wanted to stay a bit longer to enjoy the show, but it was no longer possible to stay.

He quickly took the two troublemakers with him and left, acting like a bodyguard, clearing the way for them.

Some boys took advantage of the crowd and reached out, hoping to cop a feel.

His movements were slight, barely a finger’s touch, but the boy immediately let out a pig-like scream and quickly retracted his hand.

Just as the three of them stepped out of the athletic field’s main gate, someone called out, "Shanshan, wait a minute."

Yang Hao, leading a group of boys, approached and trapped them front and back.

Lin Shanshan frowned and asked, "Yang Hao, what are you doing?"

Yang Hao stared at Long Fei and said, "Nothing much, I just heard your friend here is quite a fighter. I wonder if he dares to spar with me?"

Someone raised their thumb and stared down Long Fei, challenging him, "Our president here is last year’s Binhai City Karate champion, only he is worthy of Lin the beauty. You country bumpkin, where did you even pop up from?"

Long Fei, who didn’t want to bother with these young men, instantly grew cold when he heard about karate and said, "Isn’t karate that thing those little Dongying kids practice?"

Yang Hao’s face turned red, and he retorted angrily, "What do you know, you idiot, who are you calling little Dongying people? Karate is a world-class cultural heritage and a top-notch fighting technique; it’s enough to beat you three times over!"

Long Fei sneered, "Now I get it, you’re what they call a ’second-rate ghost’."

Lin Shanshan and Li Wenwen giggled behind their hands at his joke, thinking he was quite on point.

As for Yang Hao, whenever he mentioned the Dongying people, he revered them like his own father!

Those around Yang Hao were all members of the Karate Club; they couldn’t stand such words.

They pointed at Long Fei and shouted, "Kid, if you disagree, then fight, stop running your mouth. If you’re man enough, go with us to the Karate dojo and spar with our club president!"

Not only was Yang Hao the vice president of the student council, he was also the president of the Karate Club.

"You dare to look down on our Karate Club, do you have the guts to go with us?"

"What a straw bag, he hasn’t got the guts."

The group intentionally provoked Long Fei, aiming to draw him into the Karate Club to teach him a lesson.

Fighting here and letting the school find out would mean punishment!