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Then I won’t eat! I’m not afraid of you!
If there are no cicadas, I still have porridge!
Feng Yang opened the lid of the thermos cup containing the porridge and found that even though there were no cicadas today, many varieties of diced meat were present in the porridge.
The large pieces of diced meat were soft and tender, they tasted delicious.
On the contrary, Hua Cheng’s cricket was still the same ‘one cricket’, and that cricket was also missing a leg.
Hua Cheng: Hmph! Guye, I’ll remember this!
What had he written in the card?
If he hadn’t fried the cicadas well, then why did he add so many varieties of diced meat to the porridge?
False! What hypocrisy! He’s just faking his anger!
Feng Yang pushed the furious and disappointed Hua Cheng aside and finished the porridge.
His mood matched today’s weather—clear and sunny.
He Tingting, who had just entered the class, saw him in this mood and asked curiously, “Hey, my deskmate, did something good happen to you recently?”
“Yes, I think he’s always smiling these days.”
The students around him all sat close together, and could therefore see that Feng Yang seemed to be in a good mood this morning.
Although he didn’t say anything, it was written clearly all over his face.
Feng Yang smiled and said, “Um? I’ll treat you all to some ice cream at noon.”
“Hmm, I smell something fishy behind this offer.”
“This expression… Why do I feel like he’s falling in love?”
He Tingting looked at Feng Yang once again. “Oh damn! It’s the face of spring!”
“Spring your head! The teacher is here. Shut up!”
The fourth lesson of the morning was literature. It was Lin Jingyun’s class.
She used half of the allotted time to talk about last month’s test results and discuss the questions that most of them had gotten wrong. The rest of the time, she talked about the spring sports competition.
“The sports competition will be held for five days, from April 25th to the 29th, and it will start at 9 a.m. and go on until 4 p.m. every day. Then, we will have three days off—on April 30th, May 1st, and May 2nd. But you all will still need to attend the night study class as usual on May 2nd.
“During this period, our class has to make posters to put up on the outdoor notice boards on the west side of the school field. Our class is responsible for producing three of them; the themes are: strong physique, being diligent, and good at learning.
“In addition, you can make class uniforms, create slogans, and support the players on the field with any cheering props, and so on. Later, you will have to discuss with the Class Monitor and finalize which activities every one of you will do, and then they’ll report them to me.”
“The next semester, you’ll be in your third year, and there will not be much free time for you all to do anything other than study. Perhaps this sports competition is the last high school event you can freely enjoy. Let’s try our best to do it well and leave behind beautiful memories for everyone.
“After this, the Class Monitor needs to follow me to the office to get the events list. I want a positive answer from you all. Don’t be like last semester.
“I don’t want to hear anyone say that our class is only excellent in academics, but shows unsatisfactory performance when it comes to P.E. activities. Let’s try our best to grab the first place this time, okay? Are you all ready?”
“Ready!” exclaimed Feng Yang.
“Ready…” shouted the rest of the students in unison.
Feng Yang’s voice stood out amidst the chorus of mournful voices, sounding loud and emboldened. Thus, all the other students turned their heads in his direction.
Lin Jingyun smiled. “What is this? Why is Feng Yang the only one giving such a positive response? What about everyone else?”
Guan Jinfei spoke, “Teacher, we actually want to give you a positive response too, but you see, in our class, the people with good physical abilities can be counted on one hand, and they need to be divided evenly across each event. Last semester, I ran a 4x4m relay, followed by a 5000m run. I was so tired that even my mother couldn’t recognize me when I returned home.”
Lin Jingyun persuaded, “Then do your best. Anyway, we still have time before the sports competition starts. During this period of time, you can all use the last self-study class in the afternoon for training, either at the school field or the basketball court. The person in charge of this training will be Zhou Xuan.”
Zhou Xuan, who was a member of the sports competition committee, nodded his head upon hearing this. “Yes, Teacher.”
Lin Jingyun said some other things about the sports competition, and then shifted her attention to the exam that would be held after the three-day holiday.
After class, the students went to the canteen, and while they were on their way, Guan Jinfei teased Feng Yang.
“Hey Feng Yang, if I remember correctly, you didn’t take part in the last sports competition, right? You answered so enthusiastically today, where did you put your face? Tsk tsk. Show me where you lost it.”
“Yeah, you’re right. I didn’t take part in any of the events last time. Thus, you can throw me into any laborious sport event this time. I won’t refuse.”
Zhou Xuan asked in disbelief, “Really? In our class, most of the students will either respond with ‘What sports competition, ah?’ or will push other people forward by saying ‘You’re better than me.’ To tell you the truth, I’ve been on the sports competition committee since primary school, and this class’ configuration is the worst.”
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Feng Yang nodded. “Okay. You find the materials, I’m in charge of writing.”
This group of students finally arrived at the canteen.
Feng Yang and the Class Monitor were in charge of finding seats, while Zhao Xuan, Wang Wei, and Guan Jinfei queued up for the meals.
After the two found an empty table, the Class Monitor said, “Feng Yang, I think you’ve really changed a lot lately.”
Feng Yang nodded and murmured to himself in his heart: You’re right, I’m a totally different person.
The Class Monitor continued, “I remember that during the last sports competition, I was also in charge of making the posters for the notice board. I’d once thought about asking you for help that time. But after some consideration, I couldn’t ask you.
“I don’t know why it was so difficult to approach you, but now I seem to understand the reason. The old you was so busy studying all the time, I felt that it would be a sin to ask you to devote some of that time towards the sports competition.”
Feng Yang chuckled. “In fact, if you had asked me that time, I would have agreed. It’s just that I didn’t like talking. That’s all.”
Little Feng Yang had been very introverted, but he was a good child who could not reject people asking him for help.
“That’s right, you’re so passionate, but not very good at show—”
Clang!
He was interrupted from finishing his words by a sound of a food tray falling to the floor. As the canteen’s plates were made of stainless steel, they would make a particularly loud sound when they fell.
“If you’re that brave, then say it again!” Zhou Xuan roared.
The surrounding students all quieted down.
“Say what?”
A boy who was of the same height as Zhou Xuan stood in front of him and sneered, “Your class is just a JB, a bunch of vegetables.
“Back then, you couldn’t even win when Qi Ze was there, and now that he has transferred schools because of his sexuality, it is useless to even mention your chances now.
“Oh, yeah, that guy in your class, I hear he’s gay too. I mean, how can your class do this stuff? Don’t tell me—ah!!!”
A bottle of mineral water zipped through the air and slammed onto the boy’s head.
Everyone subconsciously looked in the direction from where the bottle had come flying from.
The crowd automatically parted, forming an open path in the middle that led straight to Feng Yang, who was standing idly with a smile at the other end of that open path.
“Sorry, I’ll get you another bottle of mineral water later. Which class are you in?” Feng Yang gently knocked the table next to him as he posed this question to the boy nearest to him, without looking in the direction he had thrown the bottle.
The bottle of mineral water was this boy’s, Feng Yang had just grabbed it without thinking.
“Um, no, there’s no need.” The boy waved his hand again and again in a gesture of refusal.
This is only my first year! That’s right! I’m afraid of being involved in this dispute!
“Fine, I’ll find your class later.”
Feng Yang walked straight to Zhou Xuan’s side and looked at the person standing in front of him, who was now covering his head with his hand.
“I don’t care which class you are in, but this is a canteen, don’t disturb the others who are eating. If you have a problem, get out and solve it out there.”
“You’re the one who threw the bottle?”
“Otherwise?”
“Get out! You fucking B, you go out! Fuck!”
The spot where the bottle of mineral water had slammed against the boy’s forehead just now.
He randomly grabbed a food tray from the hands of a student next to him and aimed it at Feng Yang’s head.
However, Feng Yang’s response was faster than his.
Before the tray could make contact, he had shifted outside the attack range.
As a result, the contents of the tray fell onto another group of students.
There were three people in this group; they could all be called ‘tall and handsome’ students.
The most handsome one got hit the worst out of the three; a bunch of shredded potatoes sat on his head, while the others got splashed with soup.
Plop!
A piece of spicy tofu rolled down from one of their heads.
Just as Feng Yang was about to apologise, the sound of people’s gasps filled the air around him, and then everyone quieted down abruptly.
It had become so quiet that he almost thought that the world couldn’t be quieter than this.
The most surprising thing for Feng Yang was that even the person who had argued with him a minute ago had gone utterly silent, and he even looked like a chicken now.
—A roasted chicken.
“N-no, that, I’m sorry. I-I didn’t mean it.”
Roasted Chicken pointed at Feng Yang and explained to Shredded Potato, “I-I was going to throw it at him, b-but he moved—”
“Don’t you understand what he said?”
Shredded Potato didn’t explode immediately, but anyone with eyes could see that he was angry from the way he had squeezed out the words through his gritted teeth.
“What did he just say?”
The ‘he’ Shredded Potato was referring to was Feng Yang. “Repeat it.”
“He… He said, um, ‘Otherwise’?”
“Otherwise your uncle! Damn it, are you a goldfish?! What he said was ‘Don’t disturb the others who are eating. If you have a problem, get out and solve it out there!’”
One of the other boys, whose clothes had been soaked through with vegetable soup, looked very irritated. “He said to go out, but you kept fighting here. Are you satisfied now?”
“The problem is that he hit me first with the water bottle, and wasn’t it just that I couldn’t remember the correct sequence of the words he had said?” Roasted Chicken suddenly felt wronged.
“He hit you, and no one else. But you?! Now if you two still want to fight, then go! Get out! Don’t disturb Brother Chen here! And you! What are you looking at?”
He pointed at Feng Yang. “When you avoided the tray, you should have looked at who was behind you first! Go, don’t you want to go out? Then let’s go! Let’s settle this quickly!”
“Go?” Feng Yang walked to the nearest chair and sat down.
He smiled as he said, “If I don’t want to go, who can make me go?”
Shredded Potato turned his head and glared at Feng Yang, as did Spicy Tofu and Vegetable Soup.
The surrounding students also did the same, but their expressions were filled with surprise.
The sound of their murmurings filled the air again.
When Zhou Xuan saw the situation, he couldn’t care less about his place in the queue or what to eat. He came over and whispered to Feng Yang, “Why don’t we go out first? That person is Ji Yuchen.”
Feng Yang asked, “Who is Ji Yuchen? The shredded potatoes?”
Zhou Xuan: “…”
All the other students around them: “…”
Man, you’re looking for a fight!
After thinking carefully, Feng Yang felt that this name was quite familiar.
Then he remembered—
Wasn’t he the one He Tingting had been particularly crazy about? The school bully?
Not far away from him, He Tingting mouthed silently— Male God!
Hmm, he did look good. But if he stood beside Ban Yu, they would be incomparable; he would look just like a little chick.
It wasn’t because of the height, but because Ban Yu’s sense of presence was stronger.
Ji Yuchen didn’t expect that after returning from a half-a-month absence from school, due to his participation in a sports tournament, he would meet someone who didn’t know him.
He stared at Feng Yang for a long time and asked without removing his gaze from his person, “Zhou Xuan, this boy is in your class?”
Zhou Xuan and Ji Yuchen played basketball together in the club. He wasn’t that familiar with the other, but he knew and respected the other as a senior.
Hearing this, Zhou Xuan nodded.
Ji Yuchen told Feng Yang, “Didn’t you tell him not to disturb people while eating? Why aren’t you going out? Are you scared now?”
Feng Yang hummed and said, “I’m afraid to miss lunch, especially the dish that’s currently on you. If you want to fight me, you can wash it off first and then come to me. I’m in the second year of Class 2.”
Wang Wei was about to cry.
He was afraid of them getting into trouble, so he pulled at Feng Yang’s shirt from behind.
Feng Yang didn’t respond to him and faced Guan Jinfei instead. “What? You’re in charge of lining up today, so go.”
Ji Yuchen didn’t say anything more, but one of his ‘younger brothers’ rose from his chair abruptly.
Vegetable Soup strode forward and grabbed Feng Yang’s collar, wanting to pull him up. But before he could do so, Feng Yang had already predicted this move of his. He gripped Vegetable Soup’s wrist, causing the latter to show a pained expression.
“Ah!!! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts…”
Feng Yang pinned his arm on the table so firmly that Vegetable Soup’s attempt to escape wasn’t successful.
Feng Yang muttered, “Don’t move recklessly. My temper isn’t very good. How bad will it be if I accidentally hurt you?”
Upon hearing this, Ji Yuchen raised his foot and kicked at Feng Yang’s chair. His movement was surprisingly fast and strong, but Feng Yang seemed to know that he was going to do so.
Before his leg could even touch the chair, Feng Yang had stood up and pushed Vegetable Soup towards him.
Taking advantage of Ji Yuchen busying himself with catching his friend, Feng Yang took another chair and sat down. Everything was done smoothly and steadily.
The onlookers: “…”
Feng Yang stated, “Guan Jinfei, go and queue up for our meals. If you make me say this once again, the next time we eat, I’ll make you eat a fully vegetarian lunch!”
Guan Jinfei nodded and quickly went to queue up.
Ji Yuchen couldn’t let this matter go.
After helping Vegetable Soup steady himself, he strode forward and grabbed Feng Yang’s arm.
Using his other hand, Feng Yang twisted Ji Yuchen’s wrist and yanked at it. In the process of struggling to get the upper hand in the fight, Ji Yuchen lifted his knee with the aim of kicking at the other’s stomach.
Feng Yang used his elbow to avoid the incoming attack and shoved his knee down on it.
He smiled and said, “I said, you’d better wash first and then come to me. If even a little bit of the food gets on my clothes—”
Feng Yang wanted to say: I’ll never let this matter go!
However, before he could finish saying the words he wanted to, a furious roar suddenly came from the direction of the canteen’s door.
“JI YUCHEN! What the hell are you doing?!”
Hearing someone yell at him with this kind of a familiar tone, Ji Yuchen was taken aback.
He released his grip on Feng Yang’s arm and looked at the door, at the person who was rushing towards him, and felt his scalp suddenly go numb.
“U-uncle, why are you here?”
Hearing Ji Yuchen called Ban Yu ‘uncle,’ the people around them were surprised.
What? Uncle?!
So the supermarket boss is actually the uncle of the school bully?
Ban Yu was wearing formal clothes today—a tailored dark blue suit that revealed a clean white collar and sleeves. He no longer wore any bling-bling accessories, and only sported a pair of diamond studs attached to both tips of the shirt’s collar.
He put the paper bag he was holding on the table next to Feng Yang and, without even looking at Ji Yuchen, asked worriedly, “Yangyang, are you alright? Did he hurt you?”
Ji Yuchen: “…”
Uncle, shouldn’t you be worried about me?
I was just gone for half a month. What the hell happened while I was away?!!
Scrutinizing Ban Yu’s formal clothes, Feng Yang slowly shook his head.
“I’m okay. Let’s talk about it outside.”
Since the person who had fought with him was Ban Yu’s nephew, he needed to give the other person some face.
Feng Yang motioned for Guan Jinfei and the others to eat first. “I’ll be back later.”
Ban Yu took a few cups of juice from the paper bag and handed them to Guan Jinfei and the group before exiting the canteen with Feng Yang.
Ji Yuchen silently followed behind the two of them, his mind filled with questions.
Wasn’t his uncle still sick?
Why would his family allow him to come to school?
Also, his uncle and the boy who had dared to fight him—what was his name again? Feng Yang?
What is the relationship between them?
Along the way, Ji Yuchen took the forgotten bottle of mineral water and poured the water over his head, to clean off the shredded potato, and then drank some of it as they left the canteen.
But, in the next second, he ended up spurting all of it out.
All because he heard Feng Yang ask his uncle, “What are you doing? Why are you wearing such clothes? So coquettish?!”
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The author has something to say:
Ban Yu: Wife, it doesn’t mean that you ashamed of me, right T.T
SJKSKXJ XD
Thanks for the chapter! 🙂
Lol I think Feng Yang likes seeing Ban Yu in a suit 😁
Thank you for the chapter ❤
that’s right, Feng Yan is your newest uncle >. < ✨ , get used to eating dog food 😎 , thanks for the update❤❤❤
Thanks for the chapter! 😘
Ooooo what is going on here? Does BY have significantly older siblings?
Thanks for the great translation ♥️
Lolll Feng Yang loved the suit hahahaha
Thanks for the chapter!
Wait…how is the bully Ban Yu’s nephew? Ban Yu has older sisters who married off? I don’t remember his family members. (⌒-⌒; )
It could be an older cousin too, the children of cousin brothers and sisters are also nephews and nieces 😊 Also if Ban Yu is around when Ji Yuchen has a baby, then they’ll have to call him grandpa!🤭
okay i live for this ………. It’s when one of the main CP are nemises/frenemies with the other person’s close relative/friend etc. 😩🤚
There really is a lot you can miss in half a month huh XD