Chapter 127: Favoritism 2.0

Zhong Jincheng glanced at the video file projected on the blackboard and guessed that Mr. Xu was likely up to his usual "romantic" shenanigans again.

"Who’s going to volunteer this time? One boy, one girl!"

"Us!!!"

In the back row by the window, Lu Yuanqiu raised his right hand with an indignant look, while simultaneously forcing Bai Qingxia's right fist upward with his left hand, effectively making it a joint submission.

The girl sitting by the window had turned beet red. She had used every ounce of strength she possessed to try and pull her hand down, clenching her right hand into a fist, but she was no match for Lu Yuanqiu’s brute force.

*Lu Yuanqiu is no longer the best person in the world...*

*I hate Lu Yuanqiu...*

*Everyone in the world who is a social butterfly is a heretic, just like people who eat cilantro...*

The girl was burning with anxiety and on the verge of tears; she never wanted to sit next to Lu Yuanqiu again.

Mr. Xu paused, glancing at Bai Qingxia’s reaction. "Why does it feel like Student Bai isn't very willing?"

"Who said that? She’s clearly very willing."

After saying this, Lu Yuanqiu leaned down, pressed his forehead against the girl’s temple, and whispered like a demon, "Employee Bai Qingxia, you wouldn't want to be fired by me today, would you..."

Bai Qingxia’s face fell in grievance, and suddenly she stopped resisting. The little fist that had been forced into the air slowly relaxed.

And so, Lu Yuanqiu walked happily and swaggeringly in front, while the girl followed timidly behind.

Once they reached the podium, Mr. Xu approached them and whispered to confirm, "You two... neither of you has a boyfriend or girlfriend, right?"

Lu Yuanqiu shook his head like a bobblehead, and Bai Qingxia also shook her head frantically in terror. Only then did Mr. Xu beckon the physics class representative from the front row, gave him a quiet instruction, and had him help launch the file on the computer.

"After the friction on your right hands is finished, the two of you should touch your right index fingertips together. Try to get it right on the first take; I’ll be recording a video from the back."

With that, Mr. Xu took his phone and walked to the back of the classroom.

Lu Yuanqiu lifted his right leg and began vigorously rubbing his right hand against his thigh. Bai Qingxia followed suit, using her four fingers to rub against her pants, as her palm was covered in gauze.

After about half a minute, Lu Yuanqiu reached out.

Seeing this, Bai Qingxia raised her arm, trying her best to ignore the gazes of her