This chapter is actually my translation haha – I want to tell you all that due to copywright issues I will be dropping the translation of this novel, but Ro will take over as main translator so do not worry. All of the stocked up chapters are mine, so hopefully that will give Ro time to make a start which is why the current plan is to continue abiding by the upload schedule (nothing should change from your perspective).
By the second half of the song, Huang Mao and the others had grown tired of the singing, so they cleared the table to play 'knock knock cups', a drinking game.
As soon as they heard that they were going to play, the people who were originally standing around the stage came over. Jiang Jing greeted the two people sitting in the corner, shrouded in darkness – “Brother Xing, you two come as well.”
Xing Ye walked over, and they both joined them around the table.
Taking the lead, Jiang Jing asked: “Does anyone not know the rules?”
The people in the crowd were experienced – even a few girls who knew the rules were gathered around the table, eager to try.
Sheng Renxing looked around: “Me.”
Jiang Jing looked at him: “Okay, watch first and let Xing Ye explain it to you.”
“What’s there to explain?” Huang Mao gave each of them a chopstick: “Just play.”
There weren’t enough chopsticks, so they set up ten glasses – half were shots of vodka and the other half was beer.
A few people then backed up a little, sitting down to watch them play: “Eh! Why are you leaving?” Huang Mao knelt on one leg on the sofa and looked around: “I’ll start,” he shouted: “Knock knock cup, knock knock cup,” at the same time, everyone raised the chopstick they were holding.
Sheng Renxing followed suit.
“Knock this cup! Knock this cup!”
In an instant, someone’s chopstick and Huang Mao’s fell on the same cup.
“Drink!” Everyone shouted.
The person who had knocked on the same glass was a girl – she decisively picked up the glass and knocked back the beer in one go.
“Do you understand now?” Xing Ye asked in a low voice.
Sheng Renxing nodded – he had played the game before, under a different name.
Jiang Jing glanced at them: “Here we go,”
“Knock knock cup, knock knock cup,” someone joined him to shout – the atmosphere was very lively and noisy.
“Knock this cup! Knock this cup,
“Drink!”
The other person happened to be Xing Ye, and the cup was the one sitting in front of him.
“What are you looking at me for? Drink!” Jiang Jing laughed when he saw Xing Ye staring at him.
Anyone else wouldn’t have dared to insist, but Huang Mao and the others liked to be comfortable with each other.
So, Xing Ye picked up the cup, but before he could drink it, Lu Zhaohua, who usually didn’t speak much, suddenly asked: “What’s Xing Ye got in his mouth?”
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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Sheng Renxing pushed his glass of cola towards him – Xing Ye frowned slightly and took a sip.
Xing Ye didn’t think much about just now – he had lost to Jiang Jing, and after taking the shot seriously, didn’t lose at all for the next few rounds.
It was the girl who lost in the beginning who ended up drinking the most glasses. Alternating between vodka and beer – even under the dim light, you could see the blush on her face.
Second place on the number of losses went to Sheng Renxing.
He silently looked at the chopstick in his hand, and felt that Huang Mao must’ve sprayed it with a layer of bad luck before handing it to him.
Then his phone rang suddenly – it wasn’t a message, but a call.
Sheng Renxing picked it up to see who it was, and the three characters of Qiu Datou popped up on his screen.
A new round was about to begin: Sheng Renxing put his chopstick on the table and approached Xing Ye to say he was going out.
Xing Ye didn’t reply, but glanced down at his phone screen.
“What?” Sheng Renxing leaned against the wall in the corridor, frowning slightly.
Qiu Datou had been waiting for a long time before Sheng Renxing finally answered the phone – his first sentence was in such an impatient tone that he almost pressed the ‘end call’ button in a fit of anger.
“Hello?” Sheng Renxing hung up after not hearing a reply.
Qiu Datou: “…”
Three seconds later.
“What’s wrong?” Sheng Renxing asked him.
“Can’t I call you just because I’m bored?” Qiu Datou retorted angrily.
Sheng Renxing was silent for a while. Then, “Lacking money?”
Qiu Datou: “…” He took a deep breath, “No!”
“Have you forgotten what day it is next week?”
Sheng Renxing opened the calendar app on his phone in silence.
“You really don’t know.” Qiu Datou said helplessly: “Can you really forget your own birthday?”
“My birthday?” Sheng Renxing was stunned for a moment – when he clicked on the calendar and looked at next week, it really was the 17th.
“I just called to ask you what you want. Hurry up and tell me while I still have money left, it’ll be gone by next week.”
Sheng Renxing listened and smiled: “Why will it be gone? Is your money in demand?”
“I saw a pair of shoes I really like. If you don’t want a present, I’ll use the money to buy them.” Qiu Datou clicked his tongue twice.
“So what if I do want something?”
Qiu Datou was tragic and solemn: “Then I can only borrow money to get them!”
Sheng Renxing laughed again.
Though Qiu Datou was miserably teased, he still took the opportunity to ask: “So do you want a present or not?”
“Well…” Sheng Renxing pondered. He hadn’t actually wanted anything, but when Qiu Datou said that… “Don’t borrow money, just buy the shoes.”
He continued: “I want those shoes for my birthday present.” He whistled, “Thank you, brother.”
“…?” Qiu Datou: “You are so cruel!”
“Who asked you to call me and offer your treasure?” Sheng Renxing smiled, “Just those shoes, you know my size. I want to see them before the 17th.” He emphasized the last few words.
“Fuck!…”
The two sides didn’t say anything for a while, and Sheng Renxing heard the sound of the door opening, with a series of voices floating out.
He turned his head to look over and saw Xing Ye approaching.
Sheng Renxing raised his eyebrows and looked at him suspiciously, but Xing Ye didn’t say anything, only standing next to him to lean against the wall.
On the other side of the phone, Qiu Datou was still trying to persuade himself that he was already living a life of reduced food and clothing just to buy those shoes, and that Sheng Renxing would definitely give up on that inhumane thought.
Sheng Renxing broke the silence impatiently, imitating his strange tone from before: “Okay, if you don’t want to send them, don’t send them,” he sighed, “It’s just a pair of shoes…”
He then hung up the phone.
“What shoes?” Xing Ye asked.
“Huh?” Sheng Renxing rejected Qiu Datou, who called a second time. “My friend was asking what I wanted for my birthday.”
“...Shoes?” Xing Ye hesitated.
Sheng Renxing was also stunned – on the spur of the moment, he had forgotten the meaning of shoes as a birthday gift. Now that he thought about it, it indeed seemed unlucky. He nodded: “Yeah, he said he wanted to send me shoes.” He looked innocent.
Qiu Datou, who was slandered out of nowhere, was still trying to call him to plead for his shoes. Sheng Renxing saw that Xing Ye was looking at his hand holding the phone, so he simply blocked him.
Xing Ye didn’t continue the topic, instead saying: “Our teacher put the grades on the class group.”
“Really, how’d you do?” Sheng Renxing replied, clicking on QQ and onto his class group…
Finding nothing.
It was only then he remembered that the two were in different classes.
“Are you drunk?” Xing Ye asked.
“No,” Sheng Renxing was about to quit the group as he slowly let out a sigh, “I just drank too fast and my head is swollen.”
“?” Xing Ye smiled, “This word is quite novel.”
Sheng Renxing snorted, the corners of his lips curving: “Why did you come outside?”
“I was afraid you would lie outside drunk.” Xing Ye replied.
“…Thank you so much.” Sheng Renxing just finished speaking when he saw that Teacher Lu had suddenly sent a picture in the group.
Sheng Renxing opened it.
Their class grades were out.
He looked directly at the first number on the list – sure enough, he saw himself.
With a laugh, Sheng Renxing shook his phone in front of Xing Ye.
Grabbing his wrist to keep him still, Xing Ye saw his achievements – he looked at each subject carefully, many times more seriously than when he looked at his own grades.
“Could you be number one in the school?” he asked in a low voice.
Sheng Renxing laughed and said, “Do you think there are other people who could do better than me?”
Xing Ye looked at his score and shook his head with a smile: “Will your dad be satisfied?”
Sheng Renxing was stunned, frowning subconsciously: “Satisfied with what?” Realising who was in front of him, he calmed down, and slowly said: “I’m not going to show it to him.”
“Anyway, he can’t be satisfied.”
“Why?” Xing Ye was a little curious – his score was already so high, what was there to be dissatisfied with?
Sheng Renxing frowned. He didn’t like to talk about his father – every time he did, he felt the violent elements in his body rise up. Xing Ye, don’t ask this kind of question. If he was asked to sell his father’s company, he would even help organise and pack it up: “He doesn’t have the word “satisfaction” in his diary!”
Xing Ye seemed to want to say something.
Sheng Renxing interrupted him: “Don’t talk about Shen Yan – I don’t want to vomit, but if you keep on talking, I will.”
Xing Ye was silent for a while: “Have you thought about it?”
Sheng Renxing: “Huh?”
Seeing that he seemed to have forgotten, Xing Ye took the initiative to ask: “What do you want?”
Sheng Renxing blinked – the cogs in his mind didn’t turn for a while: “My birthday isn’t that soon.”
Xing Ye looked at him and tapped the screen of his phone, where Sheng Renxing’s grades were still being displayed: “I said before that if you get first place in the exam, I’ll promise you something.”
“Have you figured out what you want?”
Sheng Renxing looked into his eyes: “Anything is fine?”
Xing Ye pursed his lips. Since his eyebrows and eyes were cold, he usually had a silent temperament that wasn’t usually seen in high school students. At this time, when he lowered his eyes, his expression couldn’t be seen clearly, but it looked a little more lively, like how high school students should look. He made a low “hmm” sound.
Sheng Renxing stayed silent, seemingly thinking for a while before suddenly asking, “Have you finished your candy?”
Xing Ye was stunned – his eyes moved slightly, and fell on his lips, as if he could see inside. He rubbed his forefinger and thumb against each other, and the touch seemed to linger on his fingertips.
“I have.” There was no one else in the corridor, but his voice got even lower. After speaking, Xing Ye pulled his collar expressionlessly, his zipper scratching the base of his ear.
“Well,” Sheng Renxing also rubbed his ears, licked his lips, and said what he had been thinking for a long time.
“I’ll help you make up for your missed lessons.”
wait, so the mint candy in xing ye’s mouth is a new candy?? /sad/
i was a bit confused but lol the next Chappie seems to be interesting hihihi
thank you for the hardwork kemostt~
Did Xing Ye take the mint from Sheng Renxing? 🤩 And what lessons?!!!
that’s what i hope too
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but if it’s true, how dare the author skip that exciting bit?? lmao
I KNOW RIGHT!!!!!!!!??!!!ಠ益ಠ
NOO. IT’S FROM SHENG RENXING TONGUE! Remember he said there’s no mint in the table anymore then he showed the mint in the tip of his tongue!
i thought the same at first, but if it’s really belong to renxing why the author so cruel and omitted it?? that’s why i was so confused ༼;´༎ຶ ༎ຶ༽
Thanks for the chapter!
awhh well bye kemostt 👋 and ro if you feel too much pressure keeping up with the schedule its fine to take a break or make the updates less frequent.. just please dont drop this novel haha :,)
+1
Did he just c0ck block Xing Ye??? If he means school lessons then the answer is probably yes😭😭💀
Ty for the chapter!!💜💜💜
Thanks for the chapter and all the very best.
thanks for the chapter <3
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Thank you so much for you time and dedication to this project :3
Thanks for the chapter ❤️❤️