Chapter Index

    “You haven’t even heard of Shenmu? You definitely don’t read novels.” Zeng You poked his head over the dark green bed railing, intrigued. “Come on, show us your talent.”

    Lin Dong shook his head, sending water droplets flying.

    “Damn, let me show you the new horizontal bar bed-climbing technique.”

    Saying that, Lin Dong grabbed the railing with both hands, then exerted force, leaping up like a fish. He flipped onto the bed backward, as if playing on a horizontal bar, which astonished Zeng You.

    “Holy cow, that’s awesome!” Zeng You exclaimed.

    “Keep it low key, low key.”

    “I sent it to the group chat, is that okay?” Zeng You clicked his tongue in wonder.

    Lin Dong originally wanted to refuse, but he couldn’t resist Zeng You constantly praising him with that Biyadi term. Besides, he half-heartedly agreed; at least he was fully dressed, unlike Panties Grandpa Zeng You.

    With this flamboyant scene, the group chat immediately exploded.

    Sun Zhicheng: “Brother Dong is that awesome?”

    Luo Zhongping: “Awesome.”

    Yang Qiming: “Brother, you’ve become much more cheerful since leaving the dorm.”

    Huang Cailang: “Brother Dong is awesome.”

    Jiang Nian: “I used to play like that too, back when I had hands in my previous life.”

    “Hahaha.”

    Huang Cailang: “【Image】 Someone is arguing on the first floor of the cafeteria, lots of people watching.”

    Lin Dong: “Isn’t that Ji Jiayu?”

    Yang Qiming: “You have great eyesight.”

    In the dorm room.

    Zeng You looked at Lin Dong putting on his shoes, surprised.

    “Where are you going?”

    “To watch the excitement, damn it.” Lin Dong didn’t waste words, quickly putting on his shoes. “Are you coming? If not, I’m leaving first.”

    Zeng You thought for a second, then flipped out of bed.

    “I’ll go too, I’ll go too.”

    On the second floor of the cafeteria, Chen Yunyun and Wang Yuhe stood by the railing. They looked down at the arguing scene below, watching the increasing crowd gather near the entrance.

    She took a photo and sent it to Jiang Nian.

    “【Image】 They’re arguing, lots of people are watching.”

    After successfully sending it, Jiang Nian replied.

    “Investigate further and report back.”

    Hearing this, Chen Yunyun pouted and rapidly typed a reply.

    “I’m not your scout.”

    “Isn’t that thing called a Skirmisher?” Jiang Nian replied quickly. “I’m playing a game right now; you should know the value of a guy replying to messages while gaming.”

    “Don’t betray my trust. By the way, my score is 7-0-0.”

    Chen Yunyun pursed her lips, no longer interested in the argument downstairs.

    “Oh, so you’re just kill-stealing?”

    “What kind of talk is that? I’m calling my lawyer.” Jiang Nian replied even faster, likely using voice-to-text. “I’m carrying the team, can that be called kill-stealing?”

    Chen Yunyun chuckled and sent a message.

    “Want to play together later? Bring Yuhe along.”

    Jiang Nian replied, “(Confused) Do elementary school students play too? Doesn’t she have anti-addiction limits?”

    “Don’t talk nonsense, she’ll get angry if she sees that.” Chen Yunyun replied. “We’ll watch the excitement for a bit, fetch water, take a shower, and then find you to play?”

    “OK.”

    Chen Yunyun put down her phone and turned to look at Wang Yuhe. She found her recording a video on her phone, having specifically zoomed in on Ji Jiayu downstairs.

    “…Yuhe, was your mouth shape just now forming that word?”

    Resilient, bitch, resilient bitch.

    No matter how you looked at it, Wang Yuhe was quite vengeful.

    “This is her retribution; if you do something wrong, you should be scolded.” Wang Yuhe turned around, saying seriously, “Don’t worry, I won’t let her hear me scolding her.”

    “Jiang Nian said it’s rude to scold someone face-to-face, so you should scold them behind their back. Once the bad words are out, the heart is clean. Yunyun, don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.”

    Chen Yunyun was mortified, feeling even more uneasy.

    And Jiang Nian—what kind of ridiculous things had he taught Yuhe while she wasn’t around? What did he mean by scolding people behind their backs being polite, and that cursing cleanses the heart?

    This, this, this… she was dizzy.

    For a moment, she didn’t know how to refute it, so she just took out her phone and snapped a picture.

    Downstairs.

    Lin Dong squeezed into the crowd like a stray dog, afraid of missing any detail. Like a reporter, he held his phone and started recording.

    “Excuse me, excuse me, my classmate is inside.”

    In the dark, people’s five senses are weaker, and they usually subconsciously comply with what they hear. If it were daytime, the onlookers would definitely ask, “Who the hell are you?”

    Classmate? Even if you were Seven’s mother, it wouldn’t work.

    But in the darkness, where crowds gather, even if someone shouted, “Excuse me, I’m Seven’s mother,” people would subconsciously move aside.

    Zeng You found it absurd, but he was enjoying it too.

    Hehe, time to watch the show.

    Watching drama involving a classmate, isn’t that lacking emotional intelligence?

    So what?

    He’s not my dad.

    Zeng You didn’t know how these thoughts entered his mind, nor could he remember who said them. They just vividly popped up, making him feel instantly justified.

    Having no conflict doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy the spectacle.

    Morally bankrupt? So what?

    North District Dormitory Cafeteria, third floor.

    Yang Qiming held a bowl of wontons while standing on the third-floor railing, half his body almost leaning out.

    Huang Cailang, holding his own bowl nearby, watched Yang Qiming nervously.

    “Brother, why don’t you come back a little? I’m afraid you’ll fall.”

    “Fall my ass, I can’t see clearly.” Yang Qiming held the bowl with one hand and pulled out his phone with the other. “Cailang, are you coming down to watch the excitement? I need to go deep into the front lines.”

    These days, high school boys pull out their phones to watch drama faster than they could pull out a gun.

    Huang Cailang didn’t take out his phone; he just gave a thumbs-up by the window.

    “Brother, you are truly enlightened.”

    Downstairs, Ji Jiayu suddenly shouted impatiently.

    “I already said no! What exactly do you want!”

    This reminded Yang Qiming of his ex-girlfriend, whom he hadn’t managed to win back yet. The painful experience of the ‘Wife-Chasing Crematorium’ resurfaced, and he couldn’t help but shout in a high-pitched voice.

    “Then, prove it to me!”

    Hearing this, the crowd stirred.

    Lin Dong shouted in a high-pitched voice, “Which dead sissy is that? Get your ass down here!”

    “Ooh!! How flamboyant!”

    “Flamboyant, who shouted that? So flamboyant.”

    Yang Qiming didn’t dare show his head. He changed positions and shouted in a high-pitched voice.

    “You’re the dead sissy! Come down then, we’re not afraid of you!”

    More people rushed out of the dorms and started watching the excitement, and people from the sports field also began gathering here. Teachers from the Grade Group, along with security guards, arrived blowing whistles.

    Several flashlight beams pierced the darkness, shining directly from the boys’ dormitory building toward the center of the crowd.

    “Ah! What are you all watching! Speak louder!”

    “I can’t hear!”

    Teachers were already shouting, “Do not gather here! Everyone return to your dorms!”

    Fortunately, only the third-year students didn’t have to attend the Evening Self-Study, so not too many people gathered. Once the teachers and security guards arrived, the crowd gradually dispersed.

    The parties involved, Ji Jiayu and Yuan Zhengchuan, also vanished without a trace, and the farce briefly ended.

    The focus shifted to Douyin.

    Someone blurred the recorded content and posted it, which immediately received small-scale circulation. Below, a large number of people were ‘eating melons’ and ‘inserting eyes’ (following), while the other half were posting.

    Kaiselu: “What happened?”

    Loves Eating Mud: “What are they doing? What happened!”

    Sixty-Eight-Year-Old Glamorous Stepmother: “It looks like cheating. The girl cheated. I was right there at the scene!”

    Year After Year: “Love for one person cannot be hidden, but love for two must be hidden well.”

    On the sports field, Wu Jungu had just finished breaking up with Yu Zhiyi.

    “Let’s leave it at that. I wish you all the best.”

    Having said that, he turned and left.

    Whistles and shouts continued from the direction of the dormitory building, but Wu Jungu’s heart was like stagnant water. He just kept walking forward, expressionless, only registering the surrounding noise.

    In the darkness.

    Yu Zhiyi stood motionless in the most secluded corner of the sports field. She watched Wu Jungu leave cleanly, just as he had arrived cleanly back then.

    The flatness of their separation, combined with the flat inquiry when they first met, completed a closed loop.

    She didn’t know what to say, so she just hummed in agreement. She wasn’t as sad as she had imagined; all she could think about was that she needed to fetch water tonight.

    Tomorrow was Monday, and the test papers she needed to hand in weren’t finished yet.

    After standing for a while, Yu Zhiyi walked two laps around the field. Once she had thought everything through, she returned to the dorm.

    She was at fault, so be it.

    She had originally wanted to say that she could fetch her own water now.

    But now there was no need to say it. Sentiments like “I will follow you through green mountains and stay by your side” were words she could no longer speak. She just felt so tired, so tired. Let it be.

    Wu Jungu walked back to the dorm, feeling a little down.

    He had reached his limit. He could even tolerate Yu Zhiyi joking around with other boys. But patience had its limits, and he didn’t know if what he did was right.

    No answer was perhaps the best answer.

    Commuting student becoming a boarding student, fetching water, arguing and reconciling, arguing, cold war. His heart was close to the edge of breaking and had lost the ability to self-repair.

    So, let it be.

    Back in the dorm, Lin Dong climbed onto Zeng You’s bed, and the two were laughing heartily while looking at a phone.

    The noise from his roommates drove away a hint of gloom in his heart, allowing him to breathe.

    Wu Jungu silently took clothes out of his suitcase to shower. When he came out and heard them talking about Ji Jiayu’s argument, he suddenly didn’t feel so bad anymore.

    At least he didn’t have to argue or endure pain.

    Zeng You suddenly spoke up, “Wait, why does it feel like those two are going to reconcile?”

    Lin Dong, who had just been grinning, immediately sat up.

    “No way! Damn it, someone forwarded it to Old Liu.”

    Downstairs.

    Homeroom Teacher Old Liu felt like the sky had fallen—damn it, his students were trending on Douyin’s local hot list.

    Who the hell bought Dou+!

    He was defeated, truly defeated. He completely dared not look at the messages in the work group chat. The Grade Group Leader was about to hang him up and criticize him; the severity of the wording was unprecedented.

    Damn it, just looking at it would shorten his lifespan.

    Can a People’s Teacher, treading on thin ice, still make it to the other shore!

    Are these students of his even human anymore?! Causing trouble right after exams! Was he suffering some kind of lightning-strike retribution?!

    These two students aren’t even named Qiu and Gao, yet they’ve managed to thoroughly piss me off.

    Dorm inspection!

    There must be a strict dorm inspection!

    Tomorrow, he’d separate these two and transfer them to the next class over. If the Homeroom Teacher of Class 2 disagreed, he’d report the couples in his class too, so they could all suffer together.

    This is outrageous! With them dating like this, my livelihood is going to disappear.

    “Huh, this looks like our school?” Xu Qianqian was in a good mood, scrolling through Douyin while doing homework and chatting with Song Xiyun.

    “Oh really? You saw that video too?” Jiang Nian feigned surprise, exiting the Dou+ promotion page. He had been so moved just now that he couldn’t resist spending money.

    Good things should be seen by more people, including the school leadership. He directly limited the area and targeted the promotion specifically at Location Street, the area with the highest concentration of leaders.

    It must be said, that was a bit much.

    But there was nothing he could do; he was utterly shameless and loved adding fuel to the fire.

    “Yeah, the comments say the girl cheated.” Xu Qianqian frowned. “But others say no, it’s just a normal argument between a couple.”

    “Then I think the people spreading rumors are ridiculous. Cheating shouldn’t be the case.” Jiang Nian felt no psychological pressure; he hadn’t participated in any part of the rumor-mongering.

    “Indeed, I see it already has five hundred likes.” Xu Qianqian said while watching. “I wonder which class they’re in. Their Homeroom Teacher must be going crazy.”

    After speaking, she covered her mouth with the back of her hand as she yawned.

    “I’m heading back now. You should go to bed early too.” Jiang Nian stood up, preparing to leave.

    Xu Qianqian was indeed tired. She rubbed her eyes and nodded.

    “Okay.”

    Click, the door closed. Xu Qianqian tidied up the living room for a bit and then went to wash up. Looking into the bathroom mirror, she carefully examined her reflection.

    Was she, perhaps, not pretty enough?

    Girls’ Dormitory.

    Chen Yunyun had just finished showering. She climbed onto Wang Yuhe’s bed, and together they started up the game.

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