Chapter 19: A Person Must Rely On Themselves

For Hirata, who was bursting with friends, Ying Ye Zhenshi didn't care for his show of concern.

With so many friends around him, who could Ying Ye Zhenshi ever be to him?

'Making a friend or something… can it be that easy? Is an easy friend even a real friend?'

After finishing his meal, he went on a walk for a short while to digest it and then went on a jog.

After having sweated profusely, Ying Ye Zhenshi didn't stay out for too long and went back to his room.

Once back, he started to lift dumbbells to train his muscles.

The happenings of the day needed to be vented, and the way he would vent was by exercising.

"A person must rely on themselves. All failures are caused by the lack of one's own ability. A person can solve anything and everything so long as they are competent enough. Without friends, one can still excel."

Handling the weights and the various other newly purchased equipment had Ying Ye Zhenshi sweating all over.

His thin waist which appeared like that of a merman was sexy, and his figure appeared to embody the golden ratio for a man.

It could be seen that his core strength was amazing, and his endurance was also extraordinary, which alone would have been enough to attract the attention of countless people.

His eight-pack abs were clearly defined, his shoulders were somewhat broad but not overbearing, with a big flat chest sitting atop a V-tapered torso, and developed and defined legs.

His whole body had been trained for a long time, but it was not the physique of a purely muscular man, but the figure of someone who had worked on building the potential of the muscles he was blessed with.

Ying Ye Zhenshi stretched his hands behind him and flexed.

The muscular contours on his arms prevented the white shirt he wore from fully covering his upper body.

The white shirt seemed to be screaming as if it would rip apart at any moment.

After completing his daily exercise regimen, he entered his 'rest and stretch' period and then took a refreshing bath.

Warm water flowed all over his body, rinsing his sun-kissed body that was full of the gunk and sweat from his training earlier.

The tendrils of his black hair were fine and smooth, and Ying Ye Zhenshi habitually let himself go while taking a shower.

Not staying in the bathroom for long, Ying Ye Zhenshi returned to his room and dried his hair.

"Let's just observe for a few more days."

After coming to a decision, Ying Ye Zhenshi got into bed once his hair had all dried up.

"To another day full of expectations…"

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The sunlight shone into the room through the window and landed upon Ying Ye Zhenshi's face, cussing him to wake up instantly and get out of bed without trouble.

He didn't stay up late, nor did he stick around under the covers once he woke up, and his biological clock was very routine.

After washing up, he left the dormitory while playing with his grip strength trainer, had breakfast, and then made his way to class.

He didn't skip class like yesterday, and he listened to the teachers attentively just as any other good student would.

Even if he was playing with the grip strengthener, he was a lot better than many other students.

During the lunch break, he made his way to the student council office after having his lunch.

The three senpais from the second years' class A whom he had never met before had been waiting here for a while.

Beside them were the student council president, Horikita Manabu, the cute purple-haired secretary-senpai Tachibana Akane, and the second-year gold-haired student council vice-president Nagumo Miyabi.

Naturally, the first thing he did was introduce himself.

"I am Ying Ye Zhenshi. Nice to meet you."

Ying Ye Zhenshi said with a smile.

Looking at the three second-year students before him, his relaxed demeanour made the three feel shame and embarrassment.

They stared at Ying Ye Zhenshi fiercely with their eyes full of palpable hostility.

If looks could kill, he might have been buried six feet under already.

"First-year student. On behalf of my classmates, I'm really sorry. People in my class have spoken nonsense."

Horikita Manabu didn't bother to speak, and Nagumo Miyabi took charge of the apology.

He then looked at the three remorseless second-year senpais.

Anyone can tell that they were obviously dissatisfied, but they had to obey in the face of the student council president and vice.

"You still haven't apologised?"

Vice President Nagumo was naturally the most supreme figure in the second year.

With just a few words, he turned the three second-year senpais into a bunch of obedient kids.

"Sorry, we shouldn't have talked nonsense."

"The students from Class D are not 'flawed products'. We just spoke some nonsense in the heat of the moment."

"I'm sorry, kouhai Ying Ye Zhenshi."

Even while reluctant, the three still bowed and apologised directly to Ying Ye Zhenshi.

At least they dare not mess their apology up on the surface.

"Senpais are being too polite. Since you have apologised, I will forgive you."

As if unable to see the anger in their eyes, Ying Ye Zhenshi responded with a smile.

"Ying Ye-san, I heard that you wished to receive some compensation. Although it is not much, these 30,000 points can be considered to be the compensation for you on their behalf. Please accept it."

Nagumo watched Ying Ye Zhenshi's reaction as he took out the points from his own pocket.

Even if the other individuals in the rooms had their opinions on such a move, it was too late.

"Then, thank you, senpai."

Regarding the things delivered to his door, as long as they were harmless, Ying Ye Zhenshi would dare not refuse to take them.

Straightforwardly taking the 30,000 points would allow his balance to grow again, keeping it at more than 100,000.

And on the topic of the apology, it was resolved in a very harmonious manner.

With regards to the matter of his joining the student council, Horikita Manabu didn't bring it up again in front of Nagumo Miyabi.

So, Ying Ye Zhenshi left right after.

And when he got back, he found that class D still looked as shitty as ever.

It made him wonder if this class could even be saved.

He sat on his seat and listened to the hustle and bustle of his classmates.

While doing so, Ying Ye Zhenshi thought about how to cut his losses short.

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