Chapter 183: My Holy Sword! My Holy Sword!

Sun Zhicheng’s words exploded like a nuclear bomb in the brightly lit classroom.

In an instant, the class fell silent.

You could hear a pin drop.

Jiang Nian and Li Hua stood up almost simultaneously, as if triggering their passive skill for spectating drama. Standing straight like soldiers, they accurately surveyed the scene of the incident.

The next second, more than half the class turned their heads, watching the back row as if enjoying a show.

Cai Xiaoqing, the Disciplinary Committee member, shot up almost immediately, but she still wasn’t fast enough.

Cai still needed more practice.

After a moment of astonishment, Yang Qiming’s face quickly flushed red. The explosion lasted only an instant, and he erupted, roaring and lunging across the aisle toward Sun Zhicheng.

“You motherf*cker!”

With a crash, they started fighting.

Yang Qiming and Sun Zhicheng wrestled together, instantly causing the entire class to stir. The sounds of colliding desks and chairs, angry curses, and shouts to break up the fight mixed together.

“Stop fighting! Stop it, hurry up and stop.”

“Tsk tsk, Sun Zhicheng is too explosive, killing someone with words!”

“Hey, hey, don’t confuse the audience! They attacked each other, but my Brother Sun just had the upper hand.” Jiang Nian mingled in, speaking up for Sun Zhicheng.

There were bad people in the class, maliciously steering the conversation. Fortunately, the enthusiastic bystander ‘A Certain Nian’ intervened in time to pull the narrative back.

If the situation leaned too far to one side, how could they enjoy the show?

“To be fair, ‘My Son’ makes sense.” Li Hua attempted to reverse the cosmic order. “This makes us reflect: Is having fierce firepower truly wrong?”

Crown Prince Li Hua also played with the reflection meme, though the flavor wasn’t quite right. It lacked the phrase about the sweet air of City Second Middle School and feeling the breath of freedom for the first time.

Lin Dong was actually the slowest to react. Sun Zhicheng had already been shoved onto him. Only when he saw his phone fly away did he realize something was wrong.

“Hey, hey!! What are you doing!”

“My Holy Sword!!”

With a crack, the phone hit the floor, and Lin Dong was close to tears.

The farthest distance in the world is not life and death, but being on this side while your phone is smashed to pieces on the other.

Normally, he wouldn’t mind, but tonight was the perfect day for him to level up. Those deceptive, idiotic apps were essentially playing hot potato; time was money.

He was equally afraid of entering a day late and leaving a day late.

Since both were ruined, he might as well hang himself from the southeast branch.

Who did the Bargain Hunters ever offend!

Lin Dong couldn’t get up, pinned beneath the two fighting boys.

Tears welled up in his eyes. He felt completely indifferent and didn’t want to struggle anymore. He thought to himself, if the phone wasn’t broken, he would be as saintly as a Buddha.

He would just laugh off this grudge over the broken phone.

But if it was broken, he would seize the opportunity while they slept during tomorrow’s break and pee into their mouths!

Don’t live anymore; let’s die together.

The farce lasted nearly three minutes until Cai Xiaoqing, the Disciplinary Committee member, left her seat. After a series of severe warnings and reprimands, the two finally separated reluctantly.

Shaking with rage and feeling cold, were there really no boys to break up the fight?

What a disappointing class!

There really weren’t any. Although two people were fighting, they were wrestling while pinning Lin Dong down. The innocent bystander became the biggest victim, so who the hell would dare step forward and poke their nose into it?

“Uh oh, it’s over. Chancellor Cai is angry,” Li Hua lamented.

“Logically speaking, what should Old Liu be considered?” Jiang Nian, on the front line of the drama, asked curiously. “Is he the Emperor, or the Retired Emperor?”

“Hmm, neither, actually. To be honest, Old Liu is pretty much a lackey,” Li Hua commented sharply. “At most, we can give him the title of… the Director of the Directorate of Ceremonial.”

Alright, alright, I’ll record all of that.

Unlike Li Hua’s group, who were laughing and enjoying the show, Lin Dong’s group was as quiet as if attending a funeral.

Since fighting was a serious violation of discipline, Sun Zhicheng and Yang Qiming had already been taken to the office by Cai Xiaoqing. Old Liu’s wrath awaited them.

Chen Yunyun turned around and glanced at the dazed Lin Dong.

“Group Leader, please accept my condolences.”

Hearing this, Wang Yuhe leaned in and looked at his desk. A shattered phone lay on the surface, its cracks like a spiderweb, a sight that made hearts jump.

“Is it the tempered film or the screen that’s broken?”

Lin Dong trembled, utterly despairing.

“The screen.”

After evening self-study ended, Jiang Nian strolled over to watch the spectacle.

“Yo, did you change your screen saver to the Spider-Man version?”

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was always with a joke.

Lin Dong was so heartbroken he didn’t even want to go to the toilet. He sat there motionless, looking withered.

“The inner screen is broken.”

Chen Yunyun, who had been planning to sleep for a bit with her head on the desk, sat up when she heard Jiang Nian’s voice, turned around, and joined the conversation with interest.

“Replacing the inner screen must be expensive, right?”

“Not necessarily. If you change it yourself, it’s not expensive.” Jiang Nian, enjoying the situation, pointed out, “If you buy the screen assembly online, it should be about a hundred yuan.”

“Can you change it?” Chen Yunyun asked curiously.

“Yeah, it’s very simple,” Jiang Nian said casually. “Besides motherboard repair being complicated, changing batteries and screens just requires taking the phone apart and swapping them directly.”

“If you fix it yourself, won’t you mess it up?” she asked.

“Just pay attention to the technique. There are detailed tutorials online,” Jiang Nian said. “But if you’re unsure, I still recommend going to a physical phone repair shop.”

“Phone shops are such scams!” Wang Yuhe also turned around and joined the conversation, saying angrily, “My screen broke once. It was a phone worth over a thousand yuan, but the boss wanted to charge me five hundred.”

“Maybe they were replacing it with an original screen?” Chen Yunyun suggested.

“No, I didn’t want to replace it then, and later I heard people say,” Wang Yuhe looked unhappy, “that the screen the boss replaced wasn’t original! He was using inferior goods and cheating students.”

“Huh?” Chen Yunyun was shocked. “Wouldn’t that hurt his reputation?”

“How much does it cost to open a repair shop? If things go bad, they just change locations,” Jiang Nian said. “On the phone repair street downtown, the bosses change frequently.”

Lin Dong listened to their discussion, his heart turned to ashes.

What pained him wasn’t the phone or replacing the screen. Anyway, the two bastards would pay for the repair. What worried him was his grand plan to pull wool tonight (his bargain hunting scheme).

If he couldn’t earn this money, he really wouldn’t be able to breathe!

He thought about borrowing a phone—Yang Qiming’s. Forget it. He should just find Sun Zhicheng; the instigator must take responsibility.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly heard Chen Yunyun speak.

“I heard from someone in Class Two that there’s a Parent-Teacher Meeting this week.”

Hearing the words Parent-Teacher Meeting, Lin Dong temporarily emerged from his sorrow.

“Will your parents come?”

“Unless something unexpected happens, probably,” Chen Yunyun replied without hesitation. After speaking, she suddenly looked instinctively at Jiang Nian. “What about your parents?”

Jiang Nian thought for a moment and said, “Probably not. I doubt they’ll even come to the Coming-of-Age Ceremony later.”

“Why?” She was slightly taken aback. “Are they too busy with work?”

“Not exactly. Getting called in for a Parent-Teacher Meeting in middle school was pretty embarrassing,” Jiang Nian said vaguely. “They’re too lazy to manage me; they just let me run wild.”

Wang Yuhe chimed in, “My parents aren’t coming either. Probably only half the parents in the class will show up.”

Hearing this, Chen Yunyun felt both relieved and a little regretful.

During the third period of evening self-study, Sun Zhicheng and Yang Qiming returned to the classroom one after the other.

Both of them looked unwell, and the smell of gunpowder still lingered in the air. The people around them subconsciously moved their desks back, afraid they might start fighting again.

However, most of the class was still there to watch the drama, since no matter how much they fought, it was just entertainment.

Sun Zhicheng kept his head down, afraid to meet the gazes of those around him. In the brightly lit classroom, his body was tense like a bowstring.

He held his pen, pretending to write problems, but his eyes were unfocused.

In an instant, the class noise slowly faded, and he reached the Realm of the Unity of Heaven and Man. While his body and mind relaxed, he began to review the situation in his head.

Although he was certainly wrong just now, saying one unpleasant thing should have been enough. What great enmity was there that required Yang Qiming to chase after him to kill him?

Therefore, the fault was not his.

Then he started regretting why he hadn’t performed better in the fight just now.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly noticed a pair of resentful eyes entering his field of vision. Lin Dong extended his head from his desk into the gap between Sun Zhicheng and his desk.

Sun Zhicheng lowered his head and came face-to-face with Lin Dong, one high and one low.

“Holy crap!!!” Sun Zhicheng was so scared his junk shriveled up, and he leaped backward violently.

The desk behind him was suddenly shoved and let out a corresponding ‘Ah!’

“Are you sick! What are you doing!!”

The commotion once again attracted the attention of half the class. More people turned around this time. They thought a fight had broken out, but they realized it was just being provocative.

Sudden outbreak of ‘Nantong,’ then never mind.

The Disciplinary Committee member glanced over impatiently and warned them in an unfriendly tone.

“Quiet down, the Homeroom Teacher will be here soon.”

Those two sentences instantly intimidated the petty troublemakers in the class.

The classroom slowly quieted down.

Sun Zhicheng breathed a sigh of relief and sat properly in his seat. He looked at Lin Dong, utterly confused, and said speechlessly.

“Brother Dong, what are you doing?”

Lin Dong silently took out his shattered phone, the corners of his mouth stretched into a wide grin.

“A phone’s life is also a life.”

Sun Zhicheng saw the spiderweb-like phone and understood the cause and effect of the situation.

“Did that happen just now?”

“What else?” Lin Dong said resentfully. “I had a major project tonight. If I miss it, I’ll regret it for the rest of my life. Of course, that won’t stop me from being on time tomorrow to—”

“On time for what? Class?” Sun Zhicheng was confused.

Lin Dong instantly leaned closer, pressed his face against Sun Zhicheng’s, and said sinisterly.

“To be on time to hang myself outside your house, you bastard!”

“B-B-Brother Dong, don’t be like that.” Sun Zhicheng instinctively reached for his phone. “I’ll pay for it, okay? I’ll pay for the repair.”

“Come on, scan the code, Brother Dong.”

“Scan your mother’s head! You crushed my phone into Spider-Man!” Lin Dong couldn’t hold back and punched him. “Damn it, what I need right now is a phone!”

Their voices were a bit loud, attracting Yang Qiming’s attention from across the aisle.

“Do you think you get to pay for this?”

“What?” Sun Zhicheng was displeased and turned to look at Yang Qiming.

He was no longer the cowardly Sun Zhicheng; after a fight, he had become a mature man. Since they had already fallen out, there was no need to save face for the other party.

“I’m the one who broke Brother Dong’s phone; if anyone is paying, it’s me.” Yang Qiming refused to be outdone. “If you’re hesitating like this, step aside and let me handle it if you don’t have the money.”

Swoosh swoosh swoosh, Jiang Nian and Li Hua stood up again, synchronized with expressions of enjoying the show.

“What are they arguing about?” Li Hua asked.

Jiang Nian thought for a moment before saying, “Negotiating the bride price, maybe.”

This is still catching up on yesterday’s update.

Note: The five extra chapters for Monthly Tickets will be specified in the title, but they haven’t been added yet.

The good news is that my schedule is back on track. I’ll finish today’s normal update first and try to accumulate extra chapters.