Chapter 19 – Zhu Zhixing

Pretending to be a study god felt great for a while, but he'd be dead by the time the monthly exams came.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Song Yu pulled out a physics test paper and began to study physics.

Ma Xiaoding was restless. When he saw Song Yu switch to this 'Compulsory Physics I' exercise book, he looked very excited, "Brother Yu, you've finally given up mathematics?"

Song Yu had just opened up the first page and felt that there was a problem with his words. The corner of his lips turned down, "Your words should be more respectful. What do you mean, given up?"

Only now did Ma Xiaoding react to this. Brother Yu also had the identity of a study god in A City. He immediately felt ashamed, "Oh, I'm so stupid! Brother Yu must have mastered it thoroughly already."　

Xi Bowen was full of enthusiasm, "Brother Yu, do you have any recommended methods for learning mathematics?"

Song Yu raised his eyes briefly. Although he wasn't a study god in his previous life, his grades hadn't been bad. He perfunctorily used the old but practical advice, "Take notes seriously, learn to summarize, and be good at generalization. Ask if you don't understand; don't leave any loopholes in your knowledge."

Otherwise, you will suffer in senior three.

Ma Xiaoding was dissatisfied. "Brother Yu, your words are no better than saying nothing."

Song Yu rolled his eyes, "That's you being hopeless!"

Xie Sui's pen paused and he laughed briefly.

He'd thought that Song Yu would share some strange learning methods. After all, he was someone who wanted to challenge Lagrange after just graduating from junior high. He hadn't expected his advice to be so moderate.

Ma Xiaoding was still chattering on, "If you ask me, mathematics is an anti-human existence. In particular, functions have the world's greatest malice towards me. I bent over to pick up a pen during junior high, and could never understand this class again."

Xi Bowen disdained him, "Then how did you get into No. 1?"

Ma Xiaoding was a little proud and puffed up his chest, "My Chinese is good! Have you never seen a study god who is partial to liberal arts?"

Xi Bowen: "...."

Was his language good.

Based on his 'Ten years, dead and living dim and draw apart.'?

Ma Xiaoding couldn't stop himself from going on, "Although I usually look like a gangster, I'm still a literary youth in my bones. I especially like reciting poems. If I were in ancient times, I should be a swordsman who would read a poem for every person he killed. I would punish evil and promote good, and be badass and stylish."

"Let me recite some poems for you…"

Ma Xiaoding latched onto his desk mate and started his own personal show.

Xi Bowen: "...."

He felt that if he continued listening to him recite, his language and understanding of written poetry would be in danger.

Song Yu no longer paid them any attention and began to study quietly.

After spending the night studying and finishing a physics test paper, he was able to find sufficient confidence.

"I think my talent may lie with physics."

After comparing the answers and capping his pen, Song Yu let out a sigh.

He handed the paper over. His pen pointed at the end of a mechanics unit volume.

"Look, I can even do the last question. Amazing, right?"

Xie Sui tilted his head to look at him.

In fact, he didn't understand how blindly doing questions without any structure or plans was useful to Song Yu.

However, when he met Song Yu's eyes, they were as bright as a falling river of stars. Certain words made a u-turn at his throat and then went back down.

He glanced down at the test paper.

What Song Yu had completed was a high school mechanics test paper. The last question was related to the principle of leverage.

Song Yu asked, "Amazing, right?"

Xie Sui stared at him and said slowly, "Amazing."

Song Yu tsked and was increasingly proud, "It turns out that my talent lies with physics."

Xie Sui suddenly remembered the forum replies he'd seen when he tracked Song Yu's IP before school began and smiled slightly, "No, I think that your talent lies in bickering."

Song Yu: "...???"

The bell signaling the end of class rang.

Ou Yilian rushed to the front to finish wrapping up class affairs and said, "You have the day off during the day, and the welcome ceremony will be in the evening. The class will get together at 7PM, then go to the auditorium together. Remember not to be late."

"Alright. Class is over. Song Yu, come to my office."

Song Yu, who'd been cued out of nowhere, was full of confusion.

Ma Xiaoding was also stunned, "Brother Yu, do you want me to wait for you?"

Song Yu picked up his books and snorted, "We live in opposite directions. What are you waiting for me for?"

Ma Xiaoding made two 'oh' sounds and looked back several times as he left, "In that case, take care of yourself."

When Ou Yilian saw Song Yu come in with his books, she frowned with clear displeasure. She didn't say another word as she walked into the office in her high heels.

*

Inside the office.

Ou Yilian didn't look at Song Yu. She focused on the name list, "Song Yu, right? I heard the headmaster say that you're a special student and require special treatment?"

Although Ou Yilian's character in <Gentle Control> couldn't be praised, at the moment, she was still a teacher and hadn't done anything out of the ordinary.

It wasn't to the point where Song Yu would embarrass her.

When he heard this, he shook his head, "No, no need for special treatment. Thank you, teacher."

Ou Yilian was expressionless as she used the red pen in her hand to make two marks on the paper. She said, "How about I transfer your seat to the edge of the platform? Your body is in a special situation and needs a clean environment. If you aren't at a noisy table, it'll be more calm."

Song Yu: "..."

Song Yu was also expressionless, "Isn't there no seating at the edge of the platform?"

Ou Yilian: "I can arrange one for you."

Song Yu laughed, "Thank you, teacher, but my lungs aren't very good."

Ou Yilian set down her pen. Her movements were very exaggerated as she frowned and clearly showed her annoyance at Song Yu.

Her tone was cold, "Xie Sui's results as the first in the city have come in. Don't you feel a lot of pressure sitting beside him?"

Song Yu replied with a question, "Then, won't Wang Ci feel pressure sitting next to him?"

Ou Yilian's intentions had been exposed. She didn't talk and stared at him.

Song Yu's eyes were clear and dark. When there wasn't even a hint of a smile on his face, he looked cold and unreasonable, "Teacher, you called me to the office just to have me give up my seat for Wang Ci?"

Ou Yilian avoided the topic and spoke coldly, "Song Yu, is this your attitude towards your teacher? Is this what you're like as a student?"

Song Yu was too lazy to pay her any more attention. He took out his cell phone, "Since I'm Xie Sui's desk mate, and you also said that students could sit wherever they wanted, why didn't you ask him about his wishes?"

Ou Yilian was angry enough to start losing her composure, "Talking to him is my business, not yours. What we're talking about now is your attitude. Your teacher is just asking you to change your seat, yet you're already going against me. If you're so amazing, then switch classes for me! I don't want to be in charge of people like you. You'll be the scum of society when you go out anyway."

Song Yu didn't plan to negotiate and pressed a few numbers.

"Beep––––"

The sound of a call rang out.

Song Yu handed her his cell phone, "About switching classes, how about you talk to the headmaster."

All of Ou Yilian's words were stuck in her throat.

Her line of sight was on Song Yu's body, wishing she could tear of a layer of his skin.

She laughed in anger, "You're threatening me. Do you really think I can't do anything do you?"

Song Yu laughed briefly.

The call connected.

The headmaster on the other side spoke kindly, "Yuyu, why did you call all of a sudden?"

Ou Yilian was stunned, and then changed her tone. She spoke in an aggrieved tone, "Headmaster, it's me, Teacher Ou, Song Yu's class teacher."

The headmaster: "Oh, Teacher Ou? What's the matter?"

Ou Yilian's tone made it seem like she'd suffered grievances as big as the sky, "Headmaster, I can't manage this student. I just called him over to ask him about his seats and he got angry with me and called you to threaten me. I've been teaching for so many years, yet I've never seen such a perverse student. He's not in good health, and I don't dare say anything to him. I can't hit touch him or scold him, and can't teach him. It would be better to change him to a more competent teacher."

There was a long silence from the headmaster.

"Yuyu isn't in good health. You should be a bit more tolerant."

Teacher Ou said bitterly, "Headmaster, it's not that I'm not being tolerant, but that he's looking down on me and disrespecting my work. Have you ever seen a student that goes against their teacher on the first day of school?"

The headmaster: "Give the phone to Yuyu."

Song Yu watched on coldly as she made unfounded charges, then accepted the cell phone, "Hello, headmaster."

Ou Yilian stared at him and sneered.

Song Yu lowered his gaze and appeared particularly well-behaved.

He glimpsed Ou Yilian's expression and the corners of his lips curved up playfully.

"No, I think Class One is very good. Teacher Ou is very good, too."

"I have no plans to change classes for the time being."

"She wanted me to sit at the podium, but I didn't want to, so she began to scold me, saying that I would be the scum of society in the future."

Ou Yilian's smile stiffened.

The headmaster was obviously angry, "Teacher Ou, is what Yuyu said true?"

Ou Yilian was suffering unbearably, "Headmaster, this child, alas, this child is taking things out of context. I was worried about his health and wanted to keep him close to watch out for him, so I told him that I would arrange a seat for him at the podium. I asked him for his opinion, but he started arguing against me. Wasn't I just administering some tough love? I treat every student like my own child. Seeing that he wasn't willing to listen, my words became a little harsher, but it's for his own good. However, perhaps he understood it as me being mean to him and that I don't like him. This has also become a knot in my heart, and I don't want to speak more about it. For his good and for my good, headmaster, you should change classes for this child."

There was a long silence, and then the headmaster's words came out.

"Yuyu just said that he likes you, and likes Class One. If he doesn't want to leave, then let him stay. Also, Teacher Ou, not all words can be said at will under the cover of 'for his good'. You have your own teaching methods, but please also consider the children's tolerance levels."

"Yuyu was born with bad health, and you should take good care of him. Don't cry in front of me for every little thing."

Ou Yilian was completely stunned.

Song Yu was still holding his study materials. He smiled.

A busy tone came over the phone.

Ou Yilian's expression was red, black, and green. It was very interesting to watch.

Song Yu smiled elegantly, "Teacher Ou, for the next three years, please take care of me."

I will definitely become the most distinctive student in your teaching history––teaching you how to be a person.

Ou Yilian's pen almost scratched through the name list in anger as she flipped through Song Yu's information in a frenzy. It seemed that he was just from an ordinary working family––so was it because of his illness? He was given so much privilege?

She didn't know how to explain the situation to Wang Ci, and she'd also lost a chance to curry favor with the Wang Family. It made her so angry she was gnashing her teeth.

"Fine, we'll be changing seats after the monthly exams. We'll see if you can still sit next to Xie Sui then."

Song Yu put away his cell phone and smiled slightly, "Okay, goodbye, teacher."

It's not certain whether you'll still be in this class next time, hey.

He couldn't understand why, when there were so many knowledgeable and amiable class teachers in Jingcheng No.1 High School, Xie Sui had to encounter this kind of singular character.

She was stupid and poisonous, and, with her intelligence and character, had she really gotten her teacher's qualification on her own?

Song Yu left the office and went downstairs. He saw Xie Sui beneath the streetlights.

Xie Sui was currently squatting down, teasing a stray cat with his fingers. The cold light fell onto his side profile, his thick eyelashes and pale lips. His entire body's temperament seemed noble and cold.

Song Yu was surprised, "You were waiting for me?"

Xie Sui stood up and didn't deny it. He just smiled, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something."

Song Yu really was a little hungry. He nodded.

He asked as they walked.

"You didn't go back to your bedroom first?"

"I live in the same apartment block as you. It's on the way."

Holy shit!

Song Yu's eyes widened.

"How did you end up living there too."

Xie Sui spoke lightly, "The headmaster arranged it."

Song Yu understood. Was it because he was first in the city? He'd been assigned a single room right from the start of school.

Wait a minute, did the original book have this setting, too? Damn this dog memory of his; he didn't remember.

Song Yu didn't intend to tell Xie Sui about Ou Yilian. Since he'd decided to help Xie Sui get rid of the nightmares that haunted him in his previous life, the darkness of their class teacher wasn't something he needed to know.

There back street behind the school was a snack street. Many of the shops were closed at this hour, but the business in the barbeque stands was on the rise. The squid sizzled on the grill, and the fragrance drifted through the entire street.

Song Yu was in high spirits, "One skewer of gluten balls, one order of rice cakes, one order of leeks, and a pair of chicken wings…"

Xie Sui stopped him helplessly, "Enough, don't eat too much at night." He turned to the stall owner and said, "Just the gluten balls and rice cakes is enough for him."

The corner of Song Yu's lips curved down, but he let him do as he liked.

The stall owner exclaimed disgruntledly, "Young fellow, do you think you're managing your girlfriend?"

Song Yu had already switched battlefields and gone to buy oden. When Xie Sui, who'd stayed behind, heard these words, he laughed meaningfully, his emotions hidden in his dark eyes.

"Does it seem like it?"

The stall owner had lost business due to him. He rolled his eyes and complained, "Yes! Why not!"

By the time Song Yu came back with the oden, the rice cakes and gluten balls were already finished. His hands weren't free, so he gave Xie Sui his books to carry first.

He ate fish balls as they walked down the boulevard of No. 1 High School. When he thought of that night's self-study session, Song Yu suddenly found it funny. He asked vaguely while chewing, "Are you really afraid that I'll surpass you?"

Xie Sui couldn't keep up with his brain circuits. "What?"

Song Yu: "Number one in the city."

When he looked at his bright, smiling eyes. For no reason, Xie Sui suddenly thought of his gnashing teeth appearance when he was working on test problems.

He was amused in his heart, dropping his gaze to look at him quietly, "Sca-red––"

He deliberately extended his tone.

He looked at Song Yu's surprised expression and took his time saying the words that came after, teasing and joking.

"Scared that you'll cry."

Song Yu: "???" He threw the skewer sticks into the trash can. He found it unbelievable, "Do you think that I'm a man who would cry over math?"

If crying once meant that he would go up ten points, then he'd be willing. The key point was that physics and chemistry didn't believe in tears.

Xie Sui changed the topic, "You care a lot about your studies?"

This was a sad topic for Song Yu. Now that it was brought up, he looked up at the sky, "It's not that I care. My father cares, he threatened me that if I don't study hard, I'll have to go home and farm. He wants me to get into the top 100 every month. My high school entrance exam score was 350, hey, isn't he thinking too highly of me."

Xie Sui remembered that Song Yu had an elder brother. The burden of the Song Family wouldn't fall on his shoulders, and for this ill younger son of theirs, the Song Family indulged him all the way up to the heavens.

Perhaps it was only that kind of love and doting that could raise up such a pure, kind, and sincere soul.

However.

Xie Sui dropped his gaze and laughed faintly.

Just a bit short of 800 points. As expected, it wasn't even 400.

Song Yu continued to look up at the sky. He really hadn't imagined that he would be distressed by his studies one day. He gnawed at the barbecue skewer, "How many points are needed for the top 100?"

Xie Sui really didn't know the answer to this question.

The learning god who stood at the top of the pyramid couldn't feel the suffering of ordinary study gods.

"You can do it."

What he could give him was only this mindful, understated encouragement.

Song Yu sighed, "Forget it. In any case, you're my desk mate. I'll just ask you more often if I can't do it. My grades will at least go up."

Xie Sui gave Song Yu an amused look, "Okay, but don't ask about Lagrange."

Song Yu: "??? Why."

Xie Sui spoke lightly, "You're asking for nothing, you can't use it, and wouldn't understand."

Song Yu: "..." ? He was now starting to look down on people!

At the teacher apartments, Song Yu lived on the fourth floor while Xie Sui lived on the third floor. For better or worse, they were both in corner apartments, making them neighbors who lived above and below each other. When he learned of this, Song Yu was startled and came to a conclusion, "So, if I jump down from the balcony, I'll end up in your balcony?"

Xie Sui glanced at him briefly, "Don't seek death."

Song Yu tsked, "I'm jumping down to ask you about test questions. How could matters related to learning be called 'seeking death'."

After pushing him through the door, Xie Sui stood at the entrance. The light around him was half bright and half dark, and his expression that held a smile that wasn't a smile also seemed divided, shockingly gorgeous, "Your love for mathematics is the ultimate seeking death."

After that, he didn't wait for Song Yu to speak.

He'd already closed the door for him.

Song Yu, who'd been left behind to react, raged futilely at the door.

Damnit!

*

On the first day of his stay at school, everyone in the family was very nervous.

Song Mama called from A City to see how he was doing, and asked about all sorts of things.

After talking for an hour, Song Yu was quickly getting tired of saying the phrase 'very good'.

Song Papa's method of expressing concern was very simple and practical. He directly transferred a sum of money to his bank card.

His elder brother, who was overseas, sent him an email. As the successor to the Song Family, he was elite and restrained in all things, and his words were precise and concise. After a series of greetings, he left a telephone number. It belonged to his assistant in China.

[ If there's anything that you're embarrassed to ask Dad for, call this number. ]

Song Yu really wants to give his brother a 'like'.

As his elder sister, Song Wanying was used to mutually aggravating him. She felt too awkward to say anything and sent him a short full stop.

[ Song Wanying: . ]

[ Song Yu: ? ]

[ Song Wanying: ! ]

[ Song Yu: ... ]

They shared a tacit, vague conversation.

[ Song Wanying: How did you persuade dad? ]

[ Song Yu: I used my passionate love for learning? ]

[ Song Wanying: 350? ]

[ Song Yu: You only know to look at scores. You won't be able to reach my level in your entire life. ]

[ Song Wanying: … Badass. ]

After he also gave Grandma Meng and his uncle a phone call, his tasks for the day were finally finished. He tossed the apple core into the garbage can and went to lie down in bed. Before going to sleep, Song Yu was idle and went to browse the forums.

As soon as he went in, he saw his own name.

On the first day of school, No.1 High School's forum traffic head exploded. There were two hot posts at the top.

[ Did any freshman find anyone who might be Brother Yu in their class? ]

Song Yu, who'd been inexplicably cued, felt that there was a problem with this forum. What were they looking for him for? To fight? No way, when the time came and they weren't able to win against him with words or fists, wouldn't that be too disgraceful?

Song Yu was really idle and clicked in.

Main post: Getting straight to the point. There is nobody with 'Yu' in our class. Pass.

1L: Report, there are three people in our class who have 'Yu' in their names. One pretty girl, a simple minded big guy, and a short-sighted nerd. I don't think any of them is Brother Yu. Report over.

2L: There are too many people with 'Yu' in their names that there's no way to start at all. Additionally, based on Brother Yu's provocative and aggravating personality, I think that his appearance should be very prickly [manual dog head]

3L: ? Hahaha, what does someone with a prickly appearance look like? Describe it?

4L: Damn, don't make fun of my husband, okay? I'm going to beat people.

5L: I think that Brother Yu should be very handsome, but even if his online nickname has 'Yu', it doesn't mean his name has 'Yu'. I used to go by the name 'Illustrious Dream Star · Die Liushang' [dog head]

6L: Like hell he's handsome! He's just an internet hater. In reality, he's probably a short and fat loser. I really admire the eyesight of the girls in my school, they'll fall for any type of fool.

7L: I think that my eyesight is quite good for not falling for you [smile].

Three hundred rounds of trading insults x1.

...

123L: Brothers and sisters, don't rip into each other. I'm really curious about what kind of person Brother Yu is! QwQ

124L: Don't waste your time. Since Brother Yu dares to go against the sky and earth like this online, he certainly wouldn't expose his real name.

125L: That's right, if he exposes his real name, he'll be surrounded and beaten up.

Song Yu scrolled down all the way to the bottom and was thoroughly shocked. He was shocked about why so many people were speaking for him, and why so many others were hating on him.

Tsk, how inexplicable.

So, he sent out his thoughts.

126L Your Husband, Brother Yu: ...

...

127L: ????

128L: !!!!!

129L: Group photo ahhhhhh! Hubby ahhhhhh!!

130L: F*ck F*ck F*ck F*ck!

131L: Even his ellipsis are so handsome, I'm so happy!

132L: Ahhhh, this is the closest I've ever been to my hubby.

133L: Passing by and punching in.

Song Yu: "..."

After the carnival of fans and passers-by checking in, the haters began to come out and do business.

165L: What kind of badass act are you putting on! Low class people like you only seek prestige on the internet.

166L: Report your name, let me see what the hell you look like.

167L: Since you're so capable, let's make have a fight at the school gate tomorrow! Don't get beaten up to the point where your mom won't recognize you.

168L: I'm laughing to death. Do you guys deserve to see my Brother Yu?

169L: You fools can continue to hate. I'll consider it my loss if I stop being a fan.

Three hundred rounds of trading insults x2.

"They started arguing again?"

The corner of Song Yu's eye twitched.

Their replies came out so fast that Song Yu couldn't keep up. He was dazzled by the sight and simply retreated.

The second host post on the forums was equally popular.

[ Is there going to be a reshuffling for the school grass selection? ]

Main post:

If the school grass selection doesn't include my God Xie, then what kind of pheasant selection would it be [smile][smile]?

Won't say more. Putting up photos.

1L: [photo]

2L: [photo]

...

In just two short minutes, this forum post had already filled up an entire page. It was a uniform stretch of screams and shrill cries.

[ Ahhhhhhhhhh!! ]

[ Let me perform dying on the spot for my fellow sisters! ]

[ Ahhhhhhhh these eyelashes, that gaze, that aura, I'm going crazy! ]

[ Wuwuwu, what kind of immortal beauty is this? I don't deserve it wuwuwu I don't deserve to breathe the same air as him! ]

[ Oh my god, my hands are still shaking. I really feel like my heart stopped for a moment when I clicked in. ]

There was crazy screaming and crying, as well as all sorts of big rainbow farts.

Song Yu's fingers stopped on the photo of Xie Sui in the main post.

It should be a sneak shot. Xie Sui was sitting in his seat, holding several pieces of paper in his hand. The light streamed in from outside the classroom. His eyelashes cast shadows on his cheeks, but his expression was cold and lazy.

White, clean shirt, cold and abstinent aura. It was just like the school male god who appeared in all campus novels.

The next photo should also be a sneak shot. he was holding down the paper and looking over. His delicate facial features showed their charm through the camera lens, his eyes dark and deep, but his gaze sharp and cold.

The peach blossom eyes that didn't hold a smile seemed thin and distance and especially difficult to approach.

"The protagonist is still handsome."

Song Yu sighed.

Last time, he'd taught Zhu Zhixing a lesson, and those rumors hadn't made their way from junior high to high school. In fact, he was quite happy to see such a development; Xie Sui should live in a bright and excellent way.

Some people came to share that this was the city champion in the high school entrance exams, and there were instantly fans who screamed for a few pages. 'God Xie is amazing', and 'Immortal brother' were accompanied by all sorts of 'ahhhhh' and 'wuwuwu' posts. Looking through it made Song Yu want to click the 'x' again. Were these girls' feelings all so abundant? They repeated a single word so many times. Little sisters, weren't you tired from typing?

However, just when he was about to exit out of the thread, he saw his own name again, again, again.

231L: Liking this kind of person who is good looking with good results is normal. I don't understand why you guys like that hater who doesn't dare to show his face. Are you guys crazy?

Song Yu: "..."

232L: ???

233L: Do you have to f*cking cue my Brother Yu even for this?

234L: Liking God Xie and Brother Yu isn't contradictory. Fool haters, if you say another word, your mom will definitely have to pay extra for her groceries tomorrow!

235L: I'm laughing to death. The licking dogs are coming here again. If he's so amazing, then have your Brother Yu get first in the city in the exams and become a school grass.

236L: It's enough for Brother Yu be your daddy.

Three hundred rounds of trading insults x3.

The people who'd come to watch the gossip at the back sighed silently.

512L: Your Brother Yu is really a man who brings his own bloody rain with him [eating melons][eating melons]

513L: Brother Yu is the spokesman for bloody rain [manual dog head]

Song Yu: "..."

On the forums, the words 'God Xie' and 'Brother Yu' were both able to stir up bloody rains. Originally, based on Song Yu's looks, his photos would have been put up by now. However, because of how things had gone with Wang Ci, the girls in Class One didn't dare to send them out. Even so, their hands were really itchy and they really wanted to tell everyone that, in addition to having God Xie in their class, there was also another handsome boy. And the two of them shared the same desk.

Song Yu saved the photos from the forums and sent it to Xie Sui. He'd just taken a bath, his eyelids drooped lazily, and his eyelashes were still wet. He looked particularly well-behaved.

[ Song Yu: Look, this is you. ]

Xie Sui, even if he had purified his heart and limited his desires, couldn't really regard himself as a real high school student. He'd contacted his subordinates with a mysterious identity using the money that Xu Shi'en had given him. At this point in time, Qu Rong had been laid off, and his mother was seriously ill.

He leaned against his bed, his eyebrows cold, his long fingers dancing quickly over the keyboard.

When Song Yu's message arrived.

Qu Rong had just been completely defeated in the negotiations with him. In the time when his life was most about to collapse, this man who'd fallen from the clouds had given him the only chance he could seize, "Okay, give me 300,000 now and I'll tear down my self respect and return to the Xie Family."

Xie Sui looked down at his cell phone. It was a message from Song Yu.

He lowered his gaze, the corners of his lips curved up and he typed out on the computer, "Happy cooperation."

He stopped paying attention to Qu Rong and picked up his cell phone.

He opened it and saw that it was two photos of himself.

Song Yu was still sending messages over.

[ Song Yu: God Xie, did you know, you have countless fangirls on the forums. ]

[ Song Yu: A lot of people like you. ]

He'd said all these things because he was genuinely happy for Xie Sui.

You see, you don't need those scum's hypocrisy to light up your world. There are many people who are crazy about you; to them, you're the brilliance that lights up their eyes.

Xie Sui's fingers paused. He didn't know why, but he thought of the peppermint flavored hug from that night.

The deep alleyway, that high wall, and the teenager with a math book.

Clean and sweet, a little spicy.

He couldn't help but wonder what such a kiss would be like.

Xie Sui smiled.

He replied, but it was a very short, single word.

[ Xie Sui: Mm. ]

[ Song Yu: What do you mean, 'mm'! You're too cold! I'll send you the forum address so that you can take a look at how your fangirls are confessing. ]

[ Xie Sui: And you? ]

[ Song Yu: ??? What about me. ]

Xie Sui's eyelashes trembled slightly, his dark pupils carrying a trace of a smile.

[ Xie Sui: A lot of people like me. ] And you? Do you like me?

However, at the end of the day, Song Yu was a 'if you want to think that way, there's nothing I can do about it' type of straight man on the forums, so how he interpreted his statement was completely different.

[ Song Yu: ??? What do you mean? Are you starting to show off? ]

[ Song Yu: There's definitely many people who like me! You go and take a look! My name is surrounded by bloody rain everywhere. ]

[ Song Yu: I have just as many fangirls as you ]

Xie Sui: "..."

[ Xie Sui: Oh. ]

Song Yu glared and grew anxious. He started acting like a show off machine.

[ Song Yu: Why would I lie to you, you just wait, i'll send you the address. ]

[ Song Yu: [shared URL] ]

[ Song Yu: Go and see! ]

Xie Sui clicked in.

[ Why is there a special thread for licking God Xie, but our Brother Yu doesn't have one? Brother Yu's wife fans, come and punch in ]

1L: Punch in.

2L: Punch in!!

4L: Punch in!

5L: I'm not willing to accept them saying Brother Yu is a troll!

6L: Not willing +1

...

71L: I don't know why, but I always feel that such a wanton and wild teenager like Brother Yu is definitely really cute in reality, heehee.

His gaze landed on this post.

Xie Sui's lips curved in a smile.

He was indeed very cute.

*

Aunt Bai was already pouring milk by the time Song Yu got up the next morning.

The table was filled with sandwiches, eggs, congee, and fried dough sticks.

Song Yu was scared, "This is too rich, I definitely can't finish it."

Aunt Bai wiped her hands and laughed, "It's the first time I'm making breakfast for you. I don't know what you like to eat, so I prepared a bit more."

Song Yu: "Thank you, Aunt Bai, but in the future just milk and bread is enough."

The ceremony for the new school year was held that evening.

Song Yu had no plans for the day. On this day, most of the students would go out to buy daily necessities. However, his Grandma Meng had arranged everything in advance, so he had nothing to do.

He bit into the bread and flipped over his cell phone. Song Yu had very few friends on his QQ.

Ma Xiaoding's gloomy Sadako profile picture was particularly obvious when he sent messages, pushing his name to the top

[ Sadako Won't Forget Those Who Dug The Well: Brother Yu, my old enemy from middle high wants to have a fight with me on the first day of school! At the entrance to No.1 High. I'll go, but don't worry. ]

Song Yu: "..."

What kind of garbage teenagers were these? Fighting on the first day of high school, what the hell were you going to school for? Go home and farm instead.

Song Yu, who had consciously replaced his own identity to become a study god, sent Ma Xiaoding six dots.

Although he didn't need to make any preparations, Xie Sui probably needed to. Xie Sui was used to being alone and on his own, he didn't have friends from childhood to adulthood, and definitely wouldn't have anyone to accompany him. Eh, it was pitiful.

Therefore, the very understanding Song Yu sent Xie Sui a message.

[ Want to go to the supermarket together? ]

It didn't take long for Xie Sui to reply.

[ Mm. ]

When Song Yu went out, Xie Sui was already waiting for him. The youth stood at the boulevard in front of the apartment building, playing idly on his cell phone. When he heard the sound of movement, he raised his head, his expression natural, his eyes like the morning fog, light and distant.

"So fast?"

Song Yu had run downstairs after sending out the message, but looking at Xie Sui's posture, it seemed like he'd been waiting a long time.

Xie Sui: "I went out to have breakfast and received your message on the way back."

"Oh, oh."

However, after walking two steps, Song Yu immediately noticed the problem and stopped to look back, "You were coming back after eating. Were you not intending to go out today?"

Xie Sui was calm and elegant, "Mm, no. Accompanying you."

Song Yu: "..."

So, in the end, he was the one who'd been deluded in his own beliefs and attached himself to him?

The two of them didn't need to buy anything, so shopping was boring and tasteless. Song Yu felt that he couldn't just come in vain and bought a lot of things from the snack area. There were many girls gathered around, wearing No.1 High School's school uniform and sneaking glances at them.

Those gazes were so heated that Song Yu couldn't even pretend not to notice. He looked back from time to time, but as soon as he looked back, they would immediately pretend to chat amongst themselves and play on their cell phone. He couldn't catch them at it at all.

"Did you notice that they're looking at us the whole time?"

Song Yu covered his face with a bag of potato chips and leaned over to speak into Xie Sui's ear.

Xie Sui: "Yes."

Song Yu: "Those gazes are giving me goosebumps. Damn it, did you see that? They seem even more excited!"

Song Yu was naturally good looking and had received many adoring and stunned gazes from childhood, but he'd never experienced this kind of strange gaze. It was weirdly heated, and the excitement contained within made his scalp feel numb.

Xie Sui glanced over indifferently. He was tall, with long legs, and his aura was powerful. The girls were scared into cowering, turning around in silence.

When they left, the girls deliberately lowered their voices, but it couldn't hide their excited words.

"How can they be so loving?!"

"They're simply a perfect match made in heaven!"

"Wuwuwu all of the CPs I ship aren't as well matched as they are."

"How romantic is it to go to the supermarket together?"

Song Yu, who could hear everything clearly, "..."

He picked up the potato chips again and turned his head in disbelief, his eyes wide and staring incredulously, "Did you hear that?"

Xie Sui nodded.

Song Yu: "You're not angry?"

Xie Sui dropped his gaze, his expression indifferent, "Do you want this bag of potato chips?"

His attitude made Song Yu feel like he was making a mountain out of a molehill. Who cared what others said? He scratched his head, looked down at the shopping cart and saw that they didn't have this flavor, then nodded, "Yes, yes, yes."

They walked over to the other side.

Song Yu saw the mint candy on the shelf and his eyes brightened, "Yeah, this one, I really liked to eat it as a child."

Xie Sui smiled briefly.

For Xie Sui, accompanying someone to the supermarket was a very novel experience.

It was new and boring.

So he started to remember some things in his mind.

He started guessing the colors he liked, the things he liked, and the tastes he liked based on Song Yu's subtle facial expressions and movements. These things were equally boring, but not dull.

For Xie Sui, wanting to please someone was a very easy thing.

His depressing and gloomy childhood, those bad and disgusting school days, had had some influence on him. It wasn't minor, nor was it major, but his previous sensitivity and inferiority complex, the way his emotions could easily be manipulated, had finally turned him into a master of controlling other people's emotions.

He looked at the time.

Forty minutes.

They left the supermarket.

Song Yu asked, "Would you like to go to my place for lunch?"

Xie Sui smiled, "Thank you, but no."

Song Yu was carrying a particularly large bag full of snacks. It was September, and the heat hadn't yet dissipated. After taking a few steps to the bus stop, his face had turned red from the heat.

A young master who didn't have to leave the house in A City, when had he ever experienced this kind of suffering?

However, he didn't want to call for a taxi.

Song Yu had a lot to do. He had to check the bus route with his cell phone and look at the bus stop sign while carrying a heavy bag in his hands.

He grew annoyed with the cicadas chirping endlessly on the tree and frowned.

Xie Sui rolled up his sleeves, revealing his pale and powerful forearms. He took the bag of snacks from his hand, "You look it up, I'll hold it first."

Song Yu didn't think that it was heavy, so he simply handed it over.

"Route 7, Route 258."

In the eyes of the other people who were also waiting for the bus, these actions meant something else. The two girls in skirts and backpacks looked at each other and could both see the thick unhappiness in each other's eyes.

"That's too considerate, right? When will my boyfriend have this level of insight?"

"You'll probably have to wait until the Year of the Donkey1. I think you might as well switch to another one, it might be faster that way."

"Hey, you're so annoying. You're starting to persuade me to break up over this?"

The two of them laughed, and bus No. 7 arrived. The girl with the yellow skirt planned to get on the bus but was stopped by the girl behind her.

"Don't. No. 7 goes to the main entrance. There's a fight there. Let's take 305."

The girl with a yellow skirt was surprised, "Fighting? Who is it."

The girl behind her pursed her lips, "I don't know. Someone in the dormitory group told me. They���re fighting in the lane across from the main gate, and it seems very fierce, with bricks and knives. We'd better avoid it."

Song Yu, who'd gone on one step ahead, stopped again. The corner of his lips twitched and his expression turned a little ugly.

Did high school students really fight so seriously these days?

Song Yu spoke, "Wait a minute."

Song Yu called Ma Xiaoding directly.

The call connected immediately. The environment around Ma Xiaoding sounded a little noisy.

Song Yu asked coldly, "You've been fighting for a whole morning, you're not done yet?"

Ma Xiaoding sounded particularly aggrieved as he roared, "That's not it, Brother Yu, we were caught by the security guards at the school gate. I don't know which passer-by complained, and now we have to change battlefields. We're at an internet cafe!"

Song Yu was stunned for a second, "You guys fought your way to an internet cafe?"

Ma Xiaoding: "Yeah! We put down our swords and guns and decided to have an e-sports competition between men!"

Song Yu: "..."

He wanted to hang up the phone.

Ma Xiaoding suddenly lowered his voice by several degrees.

"Brother Yu, come quickly, come quickly. I discovered that Zhu Zhixing is here just after I arrived. Let's teach him a lesson together."

Song Yu thought about it for a long time before remembering who Zhu Zhixing was. He bared his teeth and laughed angrily, "I remember that I said before––" I want you to beat up Wang Houxiong, not Zhu Zhixing!

He hadn't had a chance to finish his words when he was interrupted by an indignant Ma Xiaoding, "Damn it, this retard is following that school bully from senior two and being an ass licker. Chen Zhijie's favorite goddess is interested in Xie Sui, so now they're planning to fight Xie Sui in front of the girl. Zhu Zhixing said that he knew that Xie Sui's family only has one elderly person and that he doesn't have parents. As long as he doesn't die, they can mess with him however they like. If Xie Sui dares to call the police, then they'll use his grandmother to threaten him. F*ck! Tell me, is that something a person would say?!"

"After I'm done with this BO5 game and finish winning against these dogs, I'll go teach him a lesson. Brother Yu, are you coming?"

"..."

Song Yu swallowed the rest of his words back down.

He gritted his teeth.

There was a cold light in his eyes, and his voice was also cold, "Coming. Give me the address."

After hanging up his cell phone, he tilted his head to look at Xie Sui. He thought about it, then said, "I'm going to go beat someone up later. Do you want to come with me?"

Xie Sui: "..."

He felt that Song Yu had really come to Jingcheng No.1 High in order to be a school bully.

A strong interest suddenly rose up in his heart. Xie Sui gazed at him quietly with his dark eyes. A long time later, the corners of his lips rose up, "Okay."